The poem about going to Qiu Lai in spring is 1. What are the sentences about the time to go to Qiu Lai in spring?
1. Counting the fallen leaves in front of the door and listening to the rain outside the window, this time the sound of wading sounded. Is your heart wet with rain still the same?
Standing in the cold winter wind, the heavy snow all over the sky is wrapping this cold city into a whirlpool. I can't help crying when I think of that sincere and priceless friendship that has passed away.
3. You walk in the rain, and you never take an umbrella; You have your own sky. It never rains.
In those years, no matter what angle I interpreted you from, you were perfect, and what you lacked was already filled by my imaginary brush.
Looking back, the days are full of colorful light and shadow. In the barrier of memory, the voice that once moved has gradually faded away.
6. The past is a dream buried in my memory, and you are my only vivid memory. The water drops on the green leaves are tears of missing.
7. I believe that a beautiful life is an unspeakable elegy, which overflows the loneliness in my heart and has already turned into ice, and you are the most beautiful note of this season.
8. I miss you like wine. I get drunk when I drink it. When I am drunk, I read this sad moonlight with all my enthusiasm. So, the moon is drunk, the night is drunk, and I am drunk.
9. When is the bright moon drunk and the sunset sad?
10. If you melt into the Milky Way, you will quietly light up the sky with the bright moon; Walking into the grass, just smile and join hands with the breeze to dye the green earth. This can also be regarded as being kind to life and living up to the years.
1 1. Her sad and beautiful face is a poem that I will never get tired of reading all my life.
12. Love is a kind of care. Wherever you go, your heart is tied to the tip of your hair.
13. What life can't lack is a rainy night-a rainy night for one person. On such a rainy night, there are tears in the sky and tears in the candle. Tears in the sky are audible, but tears in candles are tangible. Only the tears shed on the faces of Sri Lankan people are silent and invisible.
14. Clouds of thoughts tossed and turned, and finally landed in my palm. Gorgeous as neon, sad as morning mist. I can see you clearly, and you can see me clearly. We are on the same horizon, dreaming different dreams. My dream is as white as a flower, and yours is as red as a sunset glow.
15. The days of chasing and laughing in my childhood flow like running water in my life.
16. I once fantasized about traveling around the world in the sun.
17. Don't let the wandering footsteps of others crush your beautiful dream for tomorrow. All good things must come to an end. Maybe the world is really only hazy.
2. An urgent poem describing that spring goes to summer, summer goes to Qiu Lai, autumn goes to winter, and winter goes to spring.
1, describing from spring to summer.
Yat sen villa
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Shangyin
A person lives in seclusion, overlooking the city, spring is gone, summer is clear.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.
Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice.
Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.
Translation:
A person lives a quiet and secluded life, overlooking the city, and spring goes to summer.
The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. It cleared up after the rain.
Climbing on the high shelf and looking at the railing, the sky is vast, and the afterglow of sunset Ran Ran penetrates the window lattice.
The nests of Vietnamese birds have dried up, and their posture has returned to lightness.
2. Describe a trip to Qiu Lai in summer.
The new autumn
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
The fire cloud has not yet gathered in Qifeng, and the pillow is shocked.
Whose home is lonely in several desolate gardens.
Cicadas moan intermittently about the waning moon, and fireflies glow up and down in the dusk.
Give it to the golden gate period again, scratching your head and sighing at night.
Translation:
In the summer evening, the red clouds in the sky are changing, and the towering peaks have not disappeared for a long time. Leaning on the pillow, I was stunned by a cool autumn wind. Autumn is cool, countless gardens are bleak, and the sound of smashing clothes comes from loneliness. As night falls, cicadas, who have felt the weather getting colder and colder, wail in the dark night of the waning moon, and fireflies twinkle in the twilight.
Because my reputation has not been realized, my heart is very painful. I have written an article to suggest to the emperor, and I look forward to the opportunity to provide it. When you see Qiu Lai in summer, you will inevitably feel that time waits for no one. In the middle of the night, I lamented that the years flew by and never came back.
3. Describe autumn and winter.
four seasons; all the year round
Time: Late Jin Dynasty and Early Song Dynasty
Author: Tao Yuanming
The spring water is full of four rivers, and Xia Yun has many strange peaks.
The autumn moon shines on the ground, and the winter ridge is lonely and loose.
Translation:
In the middle of winter, the spring water overflows the fields and Shui Ze, and the clouds in summer are unpredictable, and there are many peaks.
The autumn moon is bright, and under the bright moonlight, all the scenery is covered with a layer of blurred colors. In winter, a pine tree on the ridge shows great vitality in the cold.
4. Describe that winter goes and spring comes
Qinzhou shousui
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Zhang said
So, the New Year is over tonight, and the New Year will come tomorrow.
Sorrow with bucket handle, the northeast of spring.
Translation:
After tonight, the old year is over, and tomorrow is the first day of the new year.
Sad heart moves with the stars, maybe you can return to your hometown in spring.
Extended data:
Poetry exists in the cultural tradition of human beings, and we always maintain lofty intentions for words such as "poetry", "lyricism" and "beauty". Human beings not only have the ability to express their feelings, but also have this need, based on the need of survival. In this way, lyric poetry is not only an aesthetic problem, but also a survival problem, and lyric attitude has become a category of human existence.
With the development of civilization and the emergence of social division of labor, there have been "poets" who specialize in poetry. The division between poets and non-poets arises from this. Poetry and poets are always associated with some mysterious force. Poets are considered to be special and mysterious figures selected by and inspired by God.
Poetics is about poetry, just as aesthetics is about beauty, it is difficult to have an accepted definition. If you ask a poet "what is poetry", just like you ask an aesthete "what is beauty", it is difficult to get your satisfactory answer. Poetry is difficult to define, probably because "it belongs to the spiritual world too much, and it is spiritual in space". Poetry can be divided into broad sense and narrow sense.
When poems in broad sense and narrow sense are mixed together, "what is poetry" becomes more complicated. Heidegger is not satisfied with "classifying poetry into literature" and disagrees that "poetry must find its existing form in literature". This is inevitably a biased theory.
Poetry is a kind of language art, and it certainly belongs to literature, which includes poetry, prose and novels. Is there any doubt about this? However, the so-called poems here are only poems in a narrow sense. There is also a kind of poem in a broad sense. Poetry in a broad sense no longer belongs to literature, nor is it a branch and part of literature.
When we distinguish poetry in a broad sense from poetry in a narrow sense, we can avoid a lot of confusion and the definition of poetry begins to be clear.
3. Poems describing spring
Birds are singing everywhere around me, and an almond comes out of the wall: "Be kind to the farmers")
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist. Du Fu, they have grown taller in the spring breeze. (Meng Haoran. (Li Shen: Acacia)
4. Good rain knows the season. (Meng Jiao, Thousands of Autumn Harvest: "Spring Dawn")
2. But how much love does an inch of grass have? (Liu Yong)
10. Spring scenery can't close the garden, so enjoy three spring scenery. (He Zhangzhi: (Jihai chores))
9. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves: "Wandering Songs")
When those red berries come in spring, when spring comes, the spring breeze in February is like scissors, washing your branches in the south. (Bai Juyi? (Wang Wei: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Wildfire never consumes them, but turns into spring soil to protect flowers. (Du Fu: (Farewell to ancient grass))
6. Plant a millet in spring, and the grass will be green in spring: "Hope in Spring")
8. Falling in love is not heartless. (Gong Zizhen. (Ye Shaoweng 1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
4. Poetry about spring
Sentence:
After several drizzly spring rains, the mountains are green and the gurgling streams at the foot of the mountains are more and more swift and beautiful.
There is no chill in the warm Chun Xue, but the leisurely snowflakes bring poetic tranquility on this early spring night.
At the end of spring, flowers come in droves and gather in butterfly caves, just like flowing sunset clouds and brilliant clouds.
Spring has come, the snow has melted, spring blossoms, everything wakes up, and green grass quietly drills out of the ground.
On the mountain, the trees were awakened by the spring breeze, opened their eyes, opened their delicate arms and twisted their waists.
Winter goes and spring comes, willow leaves are green, and warm sunshine shines on the earth.
The soft spring breeze dyed the endless wheat fields green and wrinkled the quietly flowing river.
Spring is the season when people sow hope.
Poetry:
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery was once familiar. At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? Jiangnan memory
Tang and Zhang Zhi's "Singing Willow": "Jasper is as high as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk hang down. I don't know who to cut it for. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "
Su Songshi's "Two Late Scenes on the Spring River in Hui Chong": "Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the duck prophet on the Spring River."
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