2. Autumn is coming, and the frost is clear. Autumn mother can't wait to put gold on the poplar tree in front of my house. Leaves are as bright as gold. Autumn wind swept, the trees were covered with "gold", and the fallen leaves danced like golden butterflies. We collect fallen leaves under the tree as specimens, which is very interesting.
Poplar trees in summer are the most charming. Look at the blazing sun overhead, facing the waves of heat waves floating from the cracks in the building, straightening its strong body, stretching its powerful arms, expanding its living space in a higher and wider direction, shielding the thick green shade and bringing coolness to teachers and students.
2. What are some good paragraphs describing "Autumn Poplar"? 1. In the late autumn sky, clouds are floating slowly like knitting wool.
2. In the autumn wind, although the leaves have been stripped, the thin branches are still full of essence, and the branches stand upright and hold their heads high. In the severe winter, facing the sword, she still stands on the cold yellow land, with proud branches, silent trees and voices. At this time, the noble flowers and plants, however, are in the greenhouse, receiving the nutrients sent to the leaves and roots, lazily killing the bloodless days.
In autumn, poplar leaves turn yellow, like wearing a yellow coat. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the poplar immediately took off its coat and put it on Mother Earth.
It's autumn, and the frost is white and dew is clear. In autumn, my mother can't wait to spread the poplar trees in front of my house with gold. Leaves are as bright as gold. Autumn wind swept, the trees were covered with "gold", and the fallen leaves danced like golden butterflies. We collect fallen leaves under the tree as specimens, which is very interesting.
3. The ancient poem about poplars, "Jinling Baixia Pavilion Farewell", three poplars are in Li Baiyi Pavilion, just under Baimen.
Yanwu is long, and Hanshui gnaws ancient roots. Always see me off, look back and smile.
If you see it later, climb over and find Yu Yi. "To Li Guinian" Li Duan young master Han affairs, Bai Shou in Qin Cheng.
Only know Chinese characters, know more about the names of old songs. Love follows the story, and laughter follows the new sound.
Unique weeping willows hurt the sunset. Huang Tingjian has nowhere to frown in "Crossing the Huaihe River with New Interest", and Huaibin is happy to know.
Wheat seedlings rise in the wind and poplars hang in the rain. Therefore, Lin Guiji is dying, and long-distance guests are tired of leaving.
As the sun sets, apples are picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and Long Yun's Dongting Poems. He Zhudun wrote that the ink color is still new, and the green sand has been dusty ever since.
Poplar trees grow under the poor court, and passers-by still have clear shade. Yu zhang's song of meeting an old friend.
There is also Ge's graceful painting, and the sunset is a weeping Yang.
Shortly after the green window was closed, the red curtain was half open and half closed, whispering softly.
Mei's Inscription on Liu Zhong Sao Ze Zhou Garden Pavilion.
Dancing boxwood, who said that every jump is shrinking?
Things are still going backwards and forwards. Why should we sue?
"The Book Warbler in Nangongzi" Lv Wengui's gold dress, why, flew to the weeping Yang.
I want to be silent for a long time, and the east wind can't blow away. Dai Liang, the "two righteous capitals", came from Yaodian. It is estimated that the bus will arrive soon.
Outside the thatched cottage, there is a pavilion beside Baiyanggang. Zi Shui wears the original green, and Niu Shan enters the county green.
Journey to the west should be an attempt, and then go through Cangshan. "Huayang Qu" fluttered on the deep state river and lit Lang's clothes with Lang's horseshoe.
Yang Huafei is still on the ground, and Lang will come back when he is gone. Langgui does not belong to Langyi, but there is no place to send letters home.
I am willing to plant poplars all over the world. See you next year. Zheng was not busy blowing the east wind, but slowly cited an example and fragrance.
The old poplar with its wheels leaning against the shore also showed bright yellow to the top of the tree.
4. Poems and songs about the selfless dedication of poplars.
I'm not sad if the ancient people in anxiety don't die. Who was buried for nothing in the misty rain of Jiuyuan?
The same dust, the same finger. Life is like this. What's the difference between floating clouds and running water?
A short song, a short song that will fall forever. Ye Gong Liang Garden is famous, and spring grass and autumn wind hurt my feelings.
Why don't you learn from Jin Xian? A Wukong king has no life or death. Ancient Tang Dynasty. There are many ancient tombs beside the ancient grazing road.
Depression kills people, cicadas sing poplars. Looking back at Wang Jingyi, dust and fog will gather together.
Wealth and peace can be shared, returning home with clothes to protect chastity Author: Poplar Author: Wang Shui's original green dress was blown into gold by the seasonal wind. Once upon a time, the whispers of Yaner and the songs of Yinger had already gone away from the branches, and the sparse leaves seemed to tell the vicissitudes of the years. In spring, you entrust your hopes to Guihong, and in summer, you weave your enthusiasm into beautiful clothes, giving birth to countless dreams. Become a paradise for birds and a hotbed for cicadas. In autumn, you twist your thoughts into lines and express the desolation and tragic loss of the season with a faint moon. In winter, you scattered all the beauty of a tree, facing the snowflakes all over the sky, and you were happily wrapped in silver and fragrant. Now you let the afternoon sun wander, you shake off the dead leaves and merge into light water to flow together.
Chapter II: Poplar in Winter Author: Liu Winter Poplar, facing the first sunrise in winter in the cold wind. No rich makeup, no false appearance; Only a tall and straight heart.
In the white season, snow covers the land in the north. In the cold wind, poplars have a tenacious backbone.
Hold your strong head high, look at the direction of Mount Tai, and let out a cry in your heart. Any snowstorm.
Can't stop the road ahead. A winter poplar is still strong in the ice and snow! Chapter 3: Poplar Author: Today, the leaves of poplars are very dense. What I said was that I saw poplars yesterday, which was a magician's trick. It's hard to know the next moment. Poplar stretched out a hand with one eye, put all the leaves away and put them in the trunk. It is not impossible to stretch out a hand in the mirror, not to mention the mysterious pattern of poplar bark. The trunk is suspiciously plump. This tree is much thicker than last year. Chapter Four: Hu Yangshu! Hu Yangshu Author: Mo Qingli was born and raised in the northwest, firmly settled in the northwest, and continued a race! Hu Yangshu, from the photo, I saw the picture of you fighting the sandstorm. This tragic scene attracted my attention. The bones with white scabs attracted my attention! Hu Yangshu will not die for 3,000 years, but will last for 3,000 years. Aren't you "Long live"? Your breath is whistling among the leaves. You are the best husband in the tree. You are the emperor in the tree! Hu Yangshu's decent kumquat yellow robe and mandarin jacket is the most beautiful dress in your life ... Ah! Hu Yangshu! Hu Yangshu Chapter 5: Hu Yangshu Author: gcq2009 If you are lucky enough to witness a piece of green in the vast desert ravaged by sandstorms, it will be the most extravagant eye contact. At this time, Populus euphratica, as the protagonist, often creates a visually stunning and mixed character image in a desolate background. Even if it is a thousand years, life will not die, and it will not fall and be immortal. This rock-like life, seemingly simple but exquisite, makes all sentient beings stand quietly and become a tough backbone-a vicissitudes of life landscape, carefully carved by wind and frost, hanging on the heavy branches of the years.
So a name is lonely in the dust, and a character is vigorous in the prosperity. Chapter VI: Hu Yangshu Author: Jirentai Hu Yangshu, with a long history of1.300 million years ago, can be charming in the scorching sun, stand tall and straight on the frozen ice, dance in the desert sand, hold out a piece of green in spring and present a golden autumn. Eating salt and alkali three times a day also turns tears into human wealth. Chapter 7: Poplar Author: He Xinyu, you recorded the shape of the north wind with a lofty gesture. Silent, silent to the rising sun.
Although I grew up on a barren plateau, I wore severe frost. New branches will always represent spring.
You have witnessed my growth and I admire your dignity. If the cold wind comes as scheduled, I will still look at you.
The morning glow dyed your smiling face red, and the evening dew soaked your clothes. You embrace the bright moon and bathe in the starlight.
You draw nourishment from the depths of this plateau and stretch out your arms to fly to the sky. With your green attraction, my thoughts soar in the vast universe.
Chapter 8: Under the poplar: There is also an earth bag under the poplar in Yan Lu. In the white song mourning the old man who just left, listening to the old man telling his past joys and sorrows, it is impossible for his children to know that there is still an earthen bag under the poplar. An old man just left behind, listening to the voice of the old man, but listening to the feelings of his children.
5. Poems describing Qiu Shu 1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February. (Li Qiao: "Wind")
Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Farmers")
4. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow leaves will wither. ("Han Yuefu? Long song ")
5. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")
7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Ci")
8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies. (Du Mu: Autumn Night)
9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, and how much is known about the past. (Li Jue: "Yu Meiren")
10. I want to say that I am still resting, but I say it is a cool autumn. (Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? Shuboshan Road ")
6. Gao Qi's poems about Qiu Shu Gao Qi's poems about Qiu Shu are as follows:
My concubine is unlucky.
Lonely and lonely, the autumn wind blows. The jade steps are slightly frosty, and the osmanthus has fallen.
I used to be a girl with a rolling pin and wanted to live in Yaoge. Abandoning fish feels more tears, but being a bear feels weak.
Better know that color is older than gold medicine. The palace is deep and the sky is far away What do you care about?
Your kindness is not deep, but my life is frivolous. The micro-body wishes to be rewarded and dies in the desert.
Two Liangzhou Ci Poems (Part Two)
Outside the customs, weeping willows fall early, and pedestrians leisurely set the sun. In the west of Longshan, only the sea and the Yellow River are flowing.
Yin cold night
Under the moon, frost marks create green wells, and frost spots fly without a shadow. The wind on the branches turns to meet the cold, and people are worried like birds.
The night is short and the night is long, so feel lonely.
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