2. The grass on the city is not high, and it hates the wind and frost early. A poem by Liu Xu in the Southern Song Dynasty
A clump of grass is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of gossamer will cross the road. Geng Xin's Spring Fu in Northern Dynasties, Northern Zhou Dynasty.
Spring grass is like a green robe, and autumn moon is like a round fan. Farewell to Su Jiude by Liang He Xun in the Southern Dynasties
5. The grass is green in late autumn. Liu Liang Yun's Yi Dao Poems in the Southern Dynasties
6. The grass is delicious and English is rich and colorful. Tao Jin Yuanming Peach Blossom Garden
7. Spring and summer leaves are green and flowers are pale crimson. Tang Liqiao's Xuan
In the rain, the grass is green. Wang Wei's Wangchuan Bie Ye
9. Spring grass does not thank glory, and wood does not complain about autumn. Tang Li Bai's Sunrise and Moonrise
10. The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, passed through the night and blew to my still mast. A Night Abroad by Tang Du Fu
2. Ancient poems about weeds are given ancient grass to bid farewell.
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
In the early spring, there were two songs written by Zhang Shiba, the Ministry of Water Resources (I).
Han Yu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the emperor.
Bai Juyi, Qiantang spring outing
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Wei Wuying in Xixi, Chuzhou
Alone, pitied by grass and streams,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and urgently,
Wild crossing, no boat crossing.
3. Poems about weeds: The boundless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons, and wildfire never completely devours them. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers are boiled, and they grow taller in the spring breeze, the spring grass in the city is too deep, and the streets are as wet and rainy as crisp grass, but there are no villages in the distance? The grass in Gaoding grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
On the stage, the moss is green, the grass color enters the curtain, and the flowers are getting lost. Shallow grass can be less moist and crisp than horseshoe street, but the grass color is close to the distance without a clump of herbs, and a few feet of hairspring will cross the road. All kinds of grass and living things hinder horses, and there are good clouds everywhere in Gai Lou.
Jiang Chun refused to stay at home and sent horseshoes when the grass was green. The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.
Strong grass does not rely on high winds, and zero frost changes; Green sunflower is good at welcoming the sky, which is fascinating.
4. Compositions, poems and poems about weeds
early morning
I pushed open the half-opened window.
A strange smell came to my face.
With the breath of midsummer
I have my shoes with me.
Barefoot
Walking on the fragrant road covered with weeds becomes soft.
A cool breeze is blowing slowly.
let me ...
Quiet and natural mood.
Gaze at weeds
I don't feel sincere admiration.
mourning apparel
Your wildfire has never consumed them, and they are tall again in the weeds of spring breeze.
How can I describe your charm with my blunt pen?
mourning apparel
You are fearless when the wind sweeps away the rain, and you are proud of weeds in the wind and rain.
How can I express your silhouette in my own way?
perhaps
Weeds are a kind of spirit and a kind of quality.
It is an indomitable and persistent spirit, which has always inspired me to keep moving forward.
Man Fang Ting Weeds Zan
Rooted in the wilderness, the soul is the earth, why are you afraid of the wind and rain?
Hold your head high even if you are slim.
Despite the thunder and lightning, he stood proudly and angered Tianyu.
Stand back, face suffering and persevere!
Have a bad reputation, hide in the wilderness, do what you can, and strive to sow green.
When the autumn frost fades, it stays dormant.
Although there are no beautiful flowers, what can compare with them?
Waiting for the coming year, driving the east wind, the mountains are green.
-I want to use this poem to commemorate my dear Mr. Lu Xun.
Wild weeds grow wildly (I)
The wild growth of weeds is not an abandonment of my soul world.
It is narrowing the spiritual realm of desertification.
Let me think like a leaf every day.
Wei Zhencao, the essence of eyesight, is here.
There is a winter outing here.
Every tree is covered with hot sunshine.
Ah, weeds have grown beyond my height.
Shell life
I am fragile, I don't try to be brave, I don't make trouble.
Bow your head in front of an opponent who can't win at the moment
Like a soft clam, curled up in the shell, depressed.
It doesn't matter even if it ends up as waste.
It's better for others to forget my existence.
I'm constantly secreting in the torture of self-destruction
Produce hormones for creation and development.
Wild grass soul
-in memory of Lu Xun.
You have many dreams, many.
The dream of being possessed by weeds is winter in Beijing.
Look at the kite under the blue sky, don't live.
heart-broken;grieving
When I am alive, I always focus on death.
At dusk, let the wandering souls accept masculinity.
Let the peach blossoms in Longhua not be covered.
Zheng Zheng Cooper
Your pen is in ruins and graves.
Sprinkle silver light and still be with you.
Swallow blood steamed bread
The shed boat carries your people, your heart.
A teenager with a steel fork. Masturbate for ah q
Fortunately, pray for Sister Xianglin.
Because sesame seeds in the cracks can fall off.
The mouth of an acid scholar
In the moonlight, you are a wild elf.
But looking up at the driver's back, there is a unique song.
Competing with mad dogs for treasure. The voice is finally hoarse.
I can't say goodbye to my lover anymore, so I'm going to sleep in.
The fundus of a beautiful woman
5. What poems describe weeds? 1. Weed flowers beside Suzaku Bridge.
the Tang Dynasty
Liu Yuxi
Wuyi lane
2. Weeds in Luming Literature Temple
Han/Han/Chinese/human
Han Anonymous
different style
3. The Millennium has been infected with weeds
Han/Han/Chinese/human
Han Anonymous
Nineteen ancient poems
4. Frost covers weeds
Jin Wei
Ruan Ji
Yonghuai
5. Bleeding with weeds
the Tang Dynasty
Lipper
Nineteen ancient styles
6. There is green grass in spring.
Song dynasty; surname
Su Shunqin
Boating calves in the middle and late Huaihe River
7. Weeds and idle flowers are not in spring
Song dynasty; surname
Xin Qiji
Ding Fengbo: Wild grass and idle flowers are not suitable for spring.
8. Hutian Weed Room
the Tang Dynasty
Lipper
Zhang yuhang
9. "Gong Yecao Chun"
the Tang Dynasty
Sikongshu
Jinling nostalgia
10, pine trees growing in the shade of weeds
Song dynasty; surname
Wang Zhidao
Man Ting Fang Lou Jin Geng
6. Wild grass poems set off a storm-Xin Qiji.
Wild grass and idle flowers are not spring Rhododendrons are ancient knowledge. Don't go back to live. Plum rains and pomegranate flowers are gone again. The minister in the front hall and the woman in the deep hall. A robe and a red scarf. The rise and fall of Mo Wen today. Listen. It's embarrassing to be short-tempered before flowers.
Cao Ye dialect is used in the seven wonders.
Colorful flying flowers on the banks and streams are wrapped in purples and bathed in sunshine.
Don't flatter the world, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.
The inscription of weeds = = = = = = Lu Xun
When I am silent, I feel full; I will open my mouth and feel empty at the same time.
The past life is dead. I am happy for this death, because I know it once lived. The dead life has rotted. I get great pleasure from this decay, because I know it is not empty.
It is my sin to leave the mud of life on the ground, not to plant trees, but to grow weeds.
The weeds are not deep at all, and the flowers and leaves are not beautiful. However, they absorb dew, water, blood and old and dead meat, and each one takes it to survive. When you are alive, you will still be trampled and cut until you die and rot.
But I am calm and happy. I can laugh and I can sing.
I love my weeds, but I hate the ground decorated with weeds.
The fire ran underground and rushed; Once the lava is ejected, it will burn all the weeds and trees, so it will not rot.
But I am calm and happy. I can laugh and I can sing.
It's so quiet between heaven and earth that I can't laugh and sing. If heaven and earth were not so quiet, I might or might not. Before giving this bunch of weeds to friends and enemies, people and beasts, lovers and lovers, I take this bunch of weeds as my witness in the time of light and darkness, life and death, past and future.
For myself, for friends and enemies, for man and beast, for lovers and lovers, I hope the decay of this weed will come soon. Otherwise, I can't live, which is more unfortunate than death and decay.
Come on, weed, attach my inscription!
7. Who can tell me that ancient poems or modern poems about weeds are endowed with ancient grass to bid farewell?
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Annotation Fu De: In ancient times, whenever a poem was written and a title was specified, the word Fu De was added to the title. Parting: Describe the lush spring grass. Fiona Fang: A weed that has spread far away. Green: describes that weeds are green on sunny days. Wang Sun: Aristocratic descendants, here refers to the people who sent them. Lush: The appearance of lush grass.
The brief analysis of this poem is to express the feelings of farewell to friends with the help of wild scenery, which shows the optimistic spirit of the poet in his youth. At the beginning of the poem, the weeds are one after another, and then praise the tenacious vitality of the weeds. Then describe the ancient scenery, connect "Fiona Fang" and "Ancient Road" with the word "invasion", and connect "Qingcui" and "desolate city" with the word "Lian", naturally integrate the scenery description with the farewell, and finally express the feelings of parting. The whole poem is novel in conception, tight in structure and fresh in style.