Ancient poems about duck willow 1. Ancient poems about ducks
1, Huaya
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
There is no mud on the duck, and every step is slow.
Feathers know independence, and black and white are too clear.
Don't be surprised if you're not jealous.
When the rice beam touches the king, it means not to sing first.
Interpretation: Flower ducks are clean and muddy, and often walk slowly in front of the steps.
It makes the feathers different from those of ducks in Chengqun Yu.
Duck, don't you feel jealous? Don't scare your eyes.
The master feeds you with rice beams. Be careful. Don't make a sound yet.
2. "Wu Ye Inscribes Gold and Yu Ya Xiang Shangwen"
Song dynasty: Lu you
The golden duck is still warm, and the green window is bright. The blue frost is fragrant and greasy, and the hairpin is slippery and silent.
Ignore your swing partner and feel depressed. Embroidered screen started xiaoxiang dream, and there were warblers outside the flowers.
Explanation:
The golden duck-shaped incense burner is still warm and fragrant, and the sunset outside the green window is still bright. The fragrant hair oil makes the hair shiny and greasy. I lie in bed in the afternoon, get up lazily, and the Hosta falls quietly.
My partner on the swing was ignored by me, and even my favorite riding game was out of mood at this time. The dream of love beside the embroidered screen suddenly woke up because of the bold cry of orioles outside the flowers.
3, "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene, Episode I"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
Explanation:
Two or three peach blossoms are blooming outside the bamboo forest, and ducks are swimming in the water. They first noticed the warming of the river in early spring.
The beach has been covered with Artemisia selengensis, asparagus has begun to sprout, and puffer fish is about to swim back into the river from the sea.
4. "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene II"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The geese fly north, like people who want to return to the north, but because of attachment, poor team.
Before flying to the north, I knew that it was snowy in the desert in the north, or the south that spent most of the Spring Festival in the south.
Explanation:
Wild geese fly north, just like people who want to go back to their hometown in the north, but they almost fall behind because of their attachment.
Before flying to the north, I knew that the desert in the north was snowy, so I'd better spend half a month in the spring in the south of the Yangtze River.
5. Langtaosha III
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Bianshui flows east with tiger's eyes, and the duck's head is clear and sorrowful.
Look at the sand washing place at the ferry, but how many people have crossed the world.
Interpretation: Bianshui flows eastward, and fine water ripples appear on the river surface. The bright Huaihe River shows duck head green in the morning.
You see how many people have crossed the world at the place where the water washes the sand at the ferry.
6. "Travel to Bird in early summer"
Song Dynasty: Dai Fugu
Duck pond water is shallow and deep, and the weather is half cloudy and half sunny when plums are ripe.
The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden.
Explanation:
Ducks are playing in the shallow or deep water of the pond, plums are ripe, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy.
In this pleasant weather, I gave a banquet and invited some friends to visit the East Garden and the West Garden. Picturesque scenery, particularly comfortable mood, enjoy drinking, some people are already drunk. Loquat in the garden is full of fruits, hanging on the tree like gold, just picking and drinking and tasting.
2. Ancient poems describing willows
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.
Suzhou willow tree
Tang Bai Juyi
Jinguyuan is graceful and graceful, and Qujiang Pavilion is swaying.
Old people parade everywhere, unlike Suzhou, where there are the most willows.
Floccules on baldness touch your face, leaving you helpless in spring.
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.
Willow beside the water in May
Tang cuihu
The roots are elegant and the shadows are shallow. Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer.
The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered. Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew.
A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised. Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring.
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.
Liu Xin
Sugar crisp rice
Ruthless and soft, I was urged by the spring, as if I could not stand the wind and leaned against the ancient platform.
What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.
Willow trees on the bank
Don Dai Shulun
The weeping willows are full of silk, and spring comes to weave parting. Pedestrians climb high, when my concubine heartbroken.
Fudechang Liu Ting
Don Dai Shulun
Willow in the long pavilion, flowing clouds. The rain grinds the gold thread thin and the smoke soft.
Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. Give more and take more, and you will get late autumn.
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 Du
Dondum
A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time.
The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.
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.
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.
Yugouliu
Don Du Xunhe
The method reaches the fishing ditch in spring, and the willow beside the ditch is new. The cage passed through the forbidden water and gently blew to North Korea.
The sun is near, the sun is early, and the sky is low. Gu Ying's habitat is unstable, so it is difficult for maids to draw.
Chu shook the waves in the air, and the Sui dike darkened the dust. How to get to the imperial city, you must first cover the golden dragon.
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.
Two poems about willow trees
Tang guyun
Dewdrops and smoke hung everywhere, and the yellow and green were uneven.
There is no wind floating in the long beach, and the wide stranger begins to pity the sun.
Draw a feast and steal a dance, and learn to frown in the dressing cabinet.
Stay in the pavilion, don't let go of the spring dusk, and fold a thousand branches.
Idle flowers and weeds are always innovative, and their eyebrows are wrinkled and their stems are uneven.
Begging for the strength of the east wind will not waste a spring.
3. Ancient poems about willows
Willow poems
Jasper is as tall as a tree,
Ten thousand hanging green silk strips.
I don't know who planted the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Yang Liuzhi.
Unwilling to regain youth,
Seduce the spring breeze
White snow flowers are numerous and empty,
Green silk strips are too weak for warblers.
Flocculation on the pond
There is no wind on the pool,
After Yang Huaqing, she flew alone.
To clean the fiber lens,
Wet but without a dome, you can't go back.
willow
Every spring is miserable,
Fight for repeated sleep.
A trace of sadness goes with the wind,
It's raining hard.
Gudu wants to lead a wanderer,
Leave the pavilion with the traveler's whip.
Use the flute, it's late at night,
Look back at some trees and cigarettes.
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The general has not returned from the Western Expedition,
Children of Xianghu Lake fill Tianshan Mountain.
Newly planted willows are 3,000 miles long,
Attract the spring breeze through Yumen.
"Weicheng is lightly dusty in the rain, and the guest color is green and willow color is new"-Wei Wei (Tang Dynasty)-Weicheng Qu
"Willow green Jiang Shuiping, Langjiang song heard" —— Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) —— Zhi Zhu's Ci
"I love the lake and don't travel eastward, and the white sand embankment is green and sunny" —— Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) —— Spring Tour of Qiantang River
Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind. I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. -Ceng Gong [Song]-"Chanting Willow"
4. Poems describing spring include swallows, willows and ducks.
A poem describing spring, with swallows, willows and ducks, should be "A Spring Tour in Qiantang River".
Spring Tour in Qiantang is a famous seven-character poem written by Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang Dynasty, describing the West Lake. By describing the beautiful scenery of the West Lake in early spring, this poem expresses the author's joy in visiting the lake in early spring and his love for the scenery of Qiantang River, as well as his love for the beauty of nature.
Especially in the middle four sentences, the description of the scenery seen in the spring outing of the West Lake is meticulous, vivid and affectionate, which accurately and vividly shows the lively interest and elegant leisure of natural things. The whole poem is rigorous in structure, natural in connection, accurate in antithesis, simple in language, accurate in words and fresh in rhythm, and has become a famous sentence chanting the West Lake in previous dynasties.
This poem is like a short and pithy travel note, from Gushan and Jiading to Hudong and Bai Causeway. Along the way, in the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains, green mountains and green waters, the poet feasted his eyes, sang and danced, and was intoxicated by the birds and flowers. Finally, he reluctantly left along the white sand embankment under the shade of willows. My ears are still echoing the hymns of spring played by all things, and beautiful poems full of the interest of natural integration flow in my heart involuntarily.
5. Ancient poems about willows
1, Li Bai's memory of Qin E
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died.
Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.
2. Juyuan Yang's "Fu Liu Bie Zheng Wai"
Willow is full of smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year. Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust.
3. Dai Shulun's "Ford Field Ting Liu"
Willow in the long pavilion, flowing clouds. Rain is thin and smoke is soft. Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. How can I get late autumn with more discounts?
4. Yang Liuzhi of Liu Yuxi.
Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.
5. Yang Liuzhi, Zhou Dehua
Qingjiang Qianliu was the Boss Bridge twenty years ago. I once said goodbye to my lover's bridge, but I haven't heard from him since.
6. Li Bai's Grandma Pavilion
The saddest place in the world is this farewell acie law. Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green.
7. Luo Yin's Liu
It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.
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The acropolis cleared the dust of rainy city,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I suggest you have another glass of wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
9 "Liu Yong" [Tang] He.
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Evergreen silk tapestry (tāo).
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
10 Du Mu
A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time.
The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand. References:
6. Complete poems describing willow trees
In order to bid farewell to the nearby Doumen, the long strips were folded to reduce the spring breeze.
Filamentous fish is surprised by mistake, and weak birds are surprised by willows beside the water in May.
Bai, Hate Taiwan, Rustle, Murder Nineteen Ancient Poems
Jasper is dressed as a tree, and ten thousand pieces of moss tapestry hang down to "sing willow"
I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth.
There are thousands of branches of spring breeze on a tree, which is softer than Jin Si's Yang Liuzhi Ci.
The windy ducks are flashing green light, and the goose yellow is curled up in Nanpu.
There are thousands of willows, and it is difficult to blow the green smoke and golden ears.
Who dares to fight against "weeping willows"?
There are thousands of birds singing in the New Year. In February, Yang Huaman flew all the way to "Chunfu".
Huayang has no talent in Bode, but only works in late spring.
The moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless magnolia flowers have been spent without shadow.
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7. Willow Poems
Wei Cai
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
Qin E, Li Baiyi
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The sound dust is gone, the west wind is still shining, and the Han tomb is gone.
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The willows on the ground are green and heavy, the flowers in the sky fly, the wicker flies, and the pedestrians don't return.
Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Weizhuang Tu Jinling
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
Zhu He. Sapphire case
A wisp of smoke hangs like a willow, so there is no reason to live in Lanzhou.
Zhou Zizhi. Tashahang
Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.
Xin Qiji. Touch the fish
Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear.
Su Shi. Shuilongyin
Cold and sad. Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop. All the cars are full of drinks. Nostalgia Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears.
I was speechless and choked up. Read it. A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse.
Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight. There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong. Yulinling
One spring night, Li Bai heard the flute in Los Angeles.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!