Poems describing the beautiful scenery of spring (1)
"Early Spring Southern Expedition to Friends in Luozhong" Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
The beauty of Chu is thousands of miles away, so travelers why bother to take credit. Traveling geese meet in the fragrant forest, and choughs are noisy in the waiting hall. In spring, the grass along the river is blooming, and the flowers are blooming on the water. A bottle of wine in the east wind makes me miss home alone in the new year.
"Spring in the Jade House" Song Xin Qiji
I want to persuade the spring to live in front of the wind, but the spring is on Fangcao Road in the south of the city. The flowers do not fall with the water, but become floating catkins on the mud. The stars in the mirror are already wrong, and people live up to their spring and self-confidence. When I return to my dream, I will be far away from my sorrows, only in the wind and rain of pear blossoms.
"Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty
On the sunny day, I find beauty on the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors.
"Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake" by Tang Bai Juyi
To the west of Jia Pavilion in the north of Gushan Temple, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.
"Quequatrains" Song Dynasty Monk Zhinan
A short awning is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east side of the bridge. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
"A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty
Ying Lian's teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the door of the small buckle firewood cannot be opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
Poems describing the beauty of spring (2)
"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran
I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.
"Spring Thoughts" by Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty
The oriole crows and the swallow whispers to announce the new year, and there are thousands of dragons piled on the road in Mayi. I live in Hanyuan, next to the city, and my heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian. The brocade in the machine talks about eternal regret, and the flowers on the branches laugh and sleep alone upstairs. In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou's chariots and horses when they will return to Zile Yanran.
"Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
When the grass grows on the grassland, it dries up and flourishes every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson off again, feeling sad and full of farewell.
"Spring Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
It is better to go down to the Zhulou with new makeup, locked in the spring scenery and the sorrow of the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew up to the jade and scratched my head.
"Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang of Tang Dynasty
Jasper is made up into a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Poems describing the beauty of spring (3)
"Evening View of the Spring River in Huichong" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
"Boarding at Guazhou" by Song Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou Guazhou and Zhongshan there are only a few mountains. The spring breeze has reached the south bank of the Yangtze River again. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
"Early Spring Presents Outside the Ministry of Water, Zhang Shiba," Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the grass is green from a distance. But no. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
"Spring in the Jade House" by Qi from the Song Dynasty
The east city gradually feels that the scenery is beautiful, with wrinkled ripples welcoming guests. The morning light is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring is stirring on the red apricot branches. The floating life hates the lack of entertainment, but the love of a daughter is willing to smile lightly. I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers.
"Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of miles away, orioles are singing in the green river, and the wind is blowing like wine flags in the mountains and rivers of water villages. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.
Poems describing the beauty of spring (4)
"Spring Thoughts" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The swallow grass is like blue silk, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low. When you are pregnant and return home, it is the time when your concubine has a broken heart. If you don’t know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?
"Spring Outlook" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The country is broken, the mountains and rivers are there, and the spring vegetation in the city is deep. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
"Spring Stay in Zuo Province" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
Flowers are hidden behind the wall at dusk, and birds are chirping by. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. I don't sleep listening to the golden key, because the wind misses the jade. There is a seal in the Ming Dynasty, how is the night?
"Spring Night Happy Rain" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. At night, all the clouds are dark, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
"Lovesickness" by Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
Extended reading: Famous poems describing the beauty of spring
Yong Liu (He Zhizhang) The jasper makeup is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Quatrains (Du Fu) Two orioles sing in the green willows, a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky, the window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the ship of thousands of miles from Dongwu is moored at the door.
Walking alone by the river in search of flowers (Du Fu) Huang Si’s natal family’s pedestals are covered with flowers, and thousands of them hang low on the branches. The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.
It’s not worth visiting the garden (Ye Shaoweng) You should take pity on the green moss on the teeth of the clogs, and the small buckle firewood door will not open for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
Recalling Jiangnan (Bai Juyi) Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Send Yuan Er envoy Anxi (Wang Wei) to Weicheng to see the rain and light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and leave Yangguan in the west without any old friends.
Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River" (Su Shi) There are two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which are prophets of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
Yu Gezi (Zhang Zhihe) Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. Green bamboo hat, green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.
The glorious spring day (Zhu Xi) finds beauty on the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors.