1. There are many trees.
A hundred herbs are abundant.
(Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
We look at the green trees around your village.
And pale blue in remote mountainous areas.
(Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool.
The monk knocked at the door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
Jasper dressed up as a tree.
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
(He Zhangzhi: (Liu Yong))
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night.
Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
(Cen Can: "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Song of Wu Going Home")
6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water.
Parrot Island is a nest of sweet grass.
(Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship.
Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree.
(Liu Yuxi: (Lotte Yangzhou meets for the first time))
8. The eyes of spring are silent, and the trickle is precious.
The shade of trees shines on the water, loving sunshine and tenderness.
(Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")
9. dead vines and old trees faint crows,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
(Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si")
10. The west wind withered the green trees last night.
Alone in a tall building,
Look at the end of the world.
(Yan Shu: "The Recent Flowers")
How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven,
How clear the moon is on the water! .
(Meng Haoran: "Jiande River Sleeping at Night")
12. Lonely and pitying the grass,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
(Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
Maoliu
Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
Chang 'an Liu Xin
Don
At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.
Look at the new willow in Linchuan
Sugar crisp rice
I haven't seen Jiangtou for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is near the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.
The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.
willow
Sugar crisp rice
When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.
Tiliu
Tang dihuan
The south is far from the north, and the shadow dances here. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.
Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.
Liu Xin
Dondum
The wind can't shake, the color is new, and the waist is envious.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.
Liu jueju
Dondum
A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
willow
Tangfanggan
The swaying posture makes the wind blow, and the embankment is softer than silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.
willow
Tang hanhe
A cage of golden thread bends the bridge, and several children hurt their backs.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.
willow
Don
The green belt in willow songs moved away from the Golden Temple and planted in Lv Yun.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist.
willow
Tang Han Gai
The snow is all green and hazy, the warm wind is late, and the early warbler returns.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine.
Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away.
willow
Tang hanhe
The wind and rain are not self-sustaining, and the whole body is unable to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.
willow
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
willow
Tangliqiao
Liu Yang is full of gloom, and the golden land is always green. Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings.
The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix. How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you.
pillow
Don
In the graceful little garden, there is a graceful Quchi East. The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground.
Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine. Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty.
willow
Don
The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear and the desert was pale yellow.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first.
Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go.
willow
Don
I used to chase the east wind, just like a dancer dancing at a banquet. It was a spring full of flowers, and people were playing in Leyuan Scenic Area.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene.
Tiliu
Tang Lizhong
Folding away from the pavilion, the spring is full of hands. Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate.
The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler. Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal.
willow
Tangluoyin
A cluster of blue smoke locks the jade building, half vertical and half vertical.
There will be more new articles next year, and the spring breeze has not stopped.
willow
Tang muyou
In ancient times, with your gift, you have been reborn several times.
Five plants lean on the deep Ming house, and thousands of trees hang low in Taiwei camp.
There is smoke and jade in the water, and the sound of warblers leaves rain.
Emperor Yangdi's bank was reluctant to leave, which made the song at that time blow.
willow
Tang peishuo
Blow high dangerous buildings and low dust, and climb a bridge.
Thought is a heartless tree. You don't know how to welcome people but give them away.
willow
Don
Be yourself with Yingying and don't teach Hua to be a matchmaker. Fine response and rain break, light only love wind shear.
It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't build a bronze sparrow terrace. There are thousands of trees in Baling, and they don't leave at dusk.
willow
Tang xuqiu
Lonely gold bars are slightly cited, and spring returns first every year.
Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery instead of chasing flowers in the evening.
Birds make cicadas look disappointed, and smoke dances and shakes water.
After five famous Taoists, I saw that the glory of species is rare.
willow
Xuefeng Tang
Weak plants are frightened by the wind and hurt themselves, and their thoughts are melodious at dusk.
I used to wander with Zimo, and dared to caress Zhu Lan for short and long.
Flying, flapping like ice and snow.
Mo Ling's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang curtains to the painting hall.
Saki Liu
Tang Yao system
Willow branches curl up, and the porch hangs when it is mixed. Yin is always * * * dense, and each article is appropriate.
Because dependence seems to be permanent, knotting will be more painful. Love this beautiful spring, the autumn wind does not blow.
willow
Don
The tobacco rod hangs down and the spring thoughts are at the edge of the city.
Please take a closer look at the romantic feeling, without reducing the spirit and time in the temple.
willow
Tangzhenggu
Half a smoke and half a rain river bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.
You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.
* In the poem
1. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
(He Zhangzhi's Liu Yong)
2. Lotus leaves are infinitely bright.
Lotus is bright red.
(Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
3. The wind is crimson,
Green leaves are full of branches.
(Du Mu's Painful Poems)
4. autumn wind,
Dongting waves under the leaves.
(Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs and Sweet Lady")
5. Wake up in the middle of the night,
A pool of lotus leaves is swaying in the autumn wind.
(Autumn night in Gong Dou)
6. Fragrant lotus leaves are broken,
The west wind worries about the green waves.
(Li Yong's "Huanxisha")
7. Blue sky,
Yellow leaf land,
Autumn is full of waves,
The waves are cold and smoky.
(Fan Zhongyan, "Su Curtain Covering")
8. The green pools are all red.
The fallen leaves still have the smallest money.
(Song Yang Wanli, "Walking in Late Autumn")
9. The spring water in the Yangtze River is green.
Lotus leaves are as big as money.
(Zhang Ji's "Spring Biequ")
10. The leaves of Platanus acerifolia are yellow.
Beaded curtains don't roll frost at night.
(Wang Changling's Five Poems of Long Letter and Autumn)
1 1. The rain channel is green and mixed.
There are many red leaves in the frost garden.
(Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai)
Describe the flow:
Crystal stone in the stream, moonlight in the pine forest
originate from
An autumn night in Tang Wang Wei's mountain area
Wang Wei
clear stream
I have sailed the Huanghua River,
It is carried by the river of a green stream.
10 thousand laps around the mountain,
On a journey of less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks,
But in the dense pine forest, the light becomes dim.
The surface of the inlet swings with the angle of the nut,
Weeds are overgrown on the river bank.
Deep down, I've always been pure,
Like this clear water.
Oh, stay on the wide, flat rock,
Drop the fishing line forever! .
Liu Yuxi
ancient folk songs of four seven-character lines with love or local topics as their theme
Willow and green Jiang Shuiping,
Smell the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west,
Tao is heartless and sunny.
About the sea
See the boundless ocean
Cao Cao
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
In the Heron Villa-Wang Zhihuan.
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Looking at the moon, I think of a distant person-Zhang Jiuling.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
I feel that the autumn night will dawn and the hedge door will meet the cold-Lu You.
3. East of Wan Li River flows into the sea, reaching a height of 5,000 meters.
The adherents wept in the dust and looked south to Julian Waghann for another year.
A berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain-Wang Wan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
On both sides of the tidal flat, there is no wind to stir my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Long Song Line-Han Yuefu
In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of Kunhuanghua will wither.
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
The spring tide is in Lian Haiping, and the bright moon is born on the sea.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
Jiuquan baby
Author: Pan Lang
Long memories of watching the tide, full of people vying to see the river.
Doubt that the sea is empty, and drums are everywhere.
Let Taur Xiang Tao stand up straight and keep the red flag moist.
I don't see the dream a few times, but I am still chilling.
About birds
Poems of two birds
Tang hanyu
Two birds flew from overseas and flew to Zhongzhou. A bird falls in the city, and a bird gathers in the rock.
I can't accompany you, but I will come in three thousand years. Two birds keep their mouths shut, and everything is spoken.
When the spring breeze blows up, all the birds float. Two birds suddenly met and sang for a hundred days.
Those who have ears are deaf, and those who have mouths are ashamed of themselves. The tongue is old and forgiving, and I will bow my head forever.
If you are sick, don't moan and be silent until you die. Thunder announced that everything must be oiled.
Because two birds were singing, they heard thunder. Ghosts and gods are afraid of ridicule and naturally stay.
I have a slight affection for vegetation, which shows Kyushu. Insects and rats are sincere and trivial, and they are miserable.
If the two birds don't stop singing, everything will be sad. The two birds keep singing, and there will be no spring and autumn.
It's hard for the sun and the moon to stop singing for two birds. If you don't stop singing two birds, Dafa will lose nine fields.
Duke Zhou is not for the public, and Kong Qiu is not for the mountain. God rebukes two birds, each catching a prison.
Insects and birds, and then chirp. The two birds are elsewhere, so it's better to keep quiet.
Eat 1000 dragons in the morning and 1000 cows at night. Drinking water in the morning will produce dust, and drinking water in the sea will never flow at dusk.
When you are three thousand years old, you will pay more for it.
kingfisher
Tang hanhe
The water in the sky is far away and the net is thin, and the clothes are heavy and blue.
Bullets are harmful to children. I suggest you not fly near the city.
Tong flower and bird
Don
The five-color sweater is better than Feng Chu, and there is nothing in the deep flowers.
The beauty bought it out of sympathy and moved to Chai Jin to weigh several baht.
Singing bird
Tang Liyifu
In the sun, the colors are shining, and in the piano, the night is crying. A forest is like a tree. You don't need to borrow a branch to live.
Wenkuzu
Tang liangzhong
One hundred languages have heard of his country, which is fascinating. Pick a leaf and open a thousand flowers.
When sitting in love, indulge, hide or stop. There is no need to feel lonely. I resigned from home for three years.
Bathing bird
Don Lu Zhao Lin
Dancing alone depends on the rock, and flying in groups is light.
I grew up on white clouds in front of the green beach.
Fukuzu
Tang Yanyan
I am full of doubts about this bird's lightness and lack of homotopy.
The stars cross the river before dawn, and the willows stick snow to welcome the spring.
Frequent doubts about Haiyan's nest are difficult to determine, but I am surprised that Lin Ying's language is not true.
Don't expect the spring breeze to be much trouble, there are still people sleeping in the jade building.
Listen to Kuzu.
Don
Grass grows outside Shanglanmen, and flowers live in Weiyang Palace.
There are also people who follow the imperial garden. I don't know whether to go to Jindi.
In spring, a thousand words can be explained, and a hundred birds sing first.
Every household should be aware of it. Why should we listen to crows when establishing rules and regulations?
Warm spring bird
Tangweizhuang
Clouds and clear spring birds are everywhere in Jiangcun, which is still like old news in Chang 'an.
Ying Xiao Wo in front of the wall, I am haggard today, and I am ashamed of you.
Two Poems by Kuzu
There was no rule in Tang Dynasty.
When a thousand kinds of sadness hate flowers, they seem to complain about the difference from the spring breeze.
If all birds can understand, who will be in their arms all their lives?
Long-cut neighboring chickens call me, and there are many names.
Rao Yi knows first by shaking his tongue, and then he will sing when the sky is clear.
aquatic bird
Don
Smoke stops water for home, sleep in twos and threes and warm sand.
Thank you for leaving Lu 'an to say goodbye. How can it be forbidden to the ends of the earth?
Shanniao
Tangzhenggu
Afraid and lost, the powder wall is high, what sound and feathers.
The little girl doesn't have to play in a hurry, eat the cherries on the branches.
wood thrush
Song Ouyang xiu
The cries of thousands of birds echo their own hearts, and thousands of purple flowers on the mountain are on the height of trees.
Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.
1. When the moon rises, the birds are surprised, and when the spring flows. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")
There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: (Hope of Spring))
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. (Hao Haoran:
5. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... (Du Fu: (Wang Yue))
6. The weather is getting better and better, and the birds are back. (Tao Yuanming: (drinking)
Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. (Chang Jian: (the Buddhist temple behind the broken mountain temple))
8. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. (Li Bai: "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain")
9. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
10. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. (Wang Ji: if you enter)
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full. Song? Zhang's fishing song.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Don? Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don? Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Don? Jiang Xue of Liu Zongyuan
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Don? Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"
Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"