Ancient poems with trees as the theme:
Qingmen Liu
Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree with a sad look has attracted several people In separation and hatred.
In order to say goodbye to many people near the capital, the long strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze.
New Willows in Chang'an
Chen Guang of Tang Dynasty
The clouds in Jiumo are beginning to shine, and the willows in Huangqu are already new. Different Tianyuan scenery, spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly revealing, and the silk is light and not dusty. One branch is about to be broken, and it will be morning when it returns.
Seeing new willows in Linchuan
Tang Cui Oar
I haven’t seen the willows at the head of the river for three or four days, but there are old willows and golden threads beside the bridge.
The south bank and the north bank are crossed, with rain and smoke on the branches.
Wherever my hometown holds my dreams, I see the prosperity and decline of other countries twice.
The color of the grass in Tingzhou is also the same, and no one knows how far away I am.
Liu
Tang Cui Oar
The wind is slow, the sun is late, and the smoke is dragging on the water. Provoke the hatred of thousands of generals and tie them to short and long branches.
A man with weak bones is thin, and a woman with a light waist is hungry. I still miss my hometown without returning home.
Ti Liu
Tang Dihuan
The shadows are whirling here between the south and the north. There is no end to the emerald green, and there is more to it than love.
The remaining rain lingers on the Ba Bank, and the mist covers the Sui River. He has a good name, can Qin Song succeed him?
Xinliu
Tang Dumu
Can't shake the wind and the dawn looks new, and the thin waist is jealous.
The green shade has not covered the water of the long embankment, and the golden ears are the first to greet the spring in the garden.
A few sad memories of the long journey, a branch and the rain send the dust off.
There are many farewells outside the east gate, worrying about killing people day and night.
Poems with the theme of trees:
Tree
——Ai Qing
A tree, a tree
Standing isolated from each other
Wind and air
Tell them the distance
But under the cover of soil
Their roots grow
Invisible depths
They tangle their roots together
Tree
—— Plantago
How I want to be that person
Digging in the soil, occasionally raising my head
I seem to hear birds flying
Several people , speaking
the dialect of the lower reaches of the Huaihe River
leave the flood and dig soil in the capital
How I want to be that person
peddling Peanuts, ginger and green onions
How I want to be that person
Ride a bicycle along the railway
A train is chasing him
But you can never catch up with me
How I want to be that person
I just got up now and wash my face by the well
How I want to be the person outside the window People
It’s not that I’m dissatisfied with myself
It’s spring and the trees are growing new leaves
I also want to spread out my branches
On each branch, there lives
That person, that person, that person and that person
They make the branches sway gently
There are two slightly shaking branches. Hang down