Poetry about moss

1. What are the ancient poems about moss

1. "Luchai" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Original text:

Empty Mountain No one was seen, but people's voices were heard.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

Translation: No one can be seen in the quiet valley, only the voice of the voice can be heard. The shadow of the setting sun is reflected in the deep forest and shines on the moss, making the scenery pleasant.

2. "Miscellaneous Poems" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Zhang Xie

Original text:

Moss clings to the empty wall, and spider webs cover the four houses.

Feelings of many things are cherished, and the heart is filled with deep worries.

Translation: Moss clung to the wall, and the room was surrounded by spider webs. Sentimental and nostalgic things, sadness gathers in the heart.

3. "Inscribed on Yangzhou Chanzhi Temple. Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

Original text:

After the rain, the cicadas make a noise, and the pine and osmanthus flowers flutter.

The steps are covered with moss, so the white bird stays late.

Translation: A cicada is making a noise after the rain, the pines and osmanthus are fluttering, and the weather has turned into autumn. The steps are covered with moss, and the white bird deliberately lingers.

4. "Autumn Thoughts" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Original text:

Birds perch on red-leaf trees, and the moon shines on the moss ground.

What's more, I'm middle-aged and over thirty-two.

Translation: The bird is perched on the red-leafed tree, and the moonlight shines on the moss ground. A person has reached middle age and is thirty-two years old again.

5. "Qingpingle" Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

Original text:

The autumn light is getting late, and the banquet is beginning in the small pavilion.

The leaves in the forest are still red, and the courtyard is covered with moss after the rain.

Translation: In the evening of autumn, a banquet began in the small pavilion. The leaves in the forest are all red, and the moss after the rain is all over the courtyard. 2. What are the poems that describe "moss"

What are the poems that describe "moss"

1. The door is covered, the sun is setting, people are quiet, and the falling flowers are dotted with moss. "Qingpingle·Xiaotingchunlao" Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ouyang Xiu

2. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. "Lu Chai" Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei

3. Birds perched on the red-leaf trees, and the moon shone on the moss field. "Autumn Thoughts" Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

4. The autumn light is getting late, and the banquet is beginning in the small pavilion. The leaves of the forest are still bright red. The courtyard is covered with moss after the rain. "Qing Ping Le·Autumn Light Xiangwan" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Shu

5. The spring is still missing. The remaining flowers have fallen into the moss courtyard.

"Butterfly Love Flower·Curtain Breeze Bilingual Swallow" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Shu 3. Sentences describing moss

Moss

It is a kind of green in a trance, delayed by time It is attached, lonely and silent.

A piece of moisture is enough, it grows and spreads along the direction of memory; it is aggressive and silent

It is overbearing, overbearing, and full; it is careful, light, and casual. The kind of green that grows on the word "old"

belongs to traces and is fixed to water. .It breeds the story,

’s testimony, it is a character, it is not taken seriously by people, it is inferior to the supporting role, but it

There is a kind of firmness and unconquerability in life. This kind of green is not even qualified for mosaic, but it is green

to be free, natural and independent.

Moss

I have been fascinated by the unstained temperament of lotus flowers, and I have also been amazed by the simplicity of rapeseed flowers. I have loved the tallness of pine trees, the tenacity of grass, the snow-whiteness of pear blossoms, and the beauty of autumn chrysanthemums. Golden. However, today I don’t want to praise the celebrities who have been immortalized in famous poems. I just want to place my feelings on the unknown moss.

Moss will not bloom, even if it is a small wild flower. ; Moss will not bear fruit, even a small wild fruit. But it shows its vitality with its tenacious life.

Its birth was humble - on a hard rock, in a damp and dark place Corner. But it still firmly settles down there, despite the wind, rain, and frost, it still does not change its "heroic nature". No matter what time it is, it faces life with a vibrant face.

It is an "oasis" of life. Wherever it is, there is a breath of youth. It makes all dark places full of vitality.

A rock stands alone in a corner of the park, looking east and west. I yearn to meet my soulmate. Yes, who is willing to decorate the cold corner? Who is willing to put green on the hard rock? No one wants to spend their life in this neglected place.

Only it - moss!

The grass still needs the sunshine, but the moss only longs for a rain, so it dedicates itself to the rock with the wind without hesitation. The rock is no longer lonely, it is accompanied by moss ;The rock is no longer monotonous, it has the beauty given by moss.

Ah! Moss, you have never had the greenness of grass, but you have its tenacity; you have never had the tallness of pine, but you have its selflessness; you have never had the beauty of flowers, but you have its optimism.

< p> Throughout life, more people will be as unknown as moss. I hope we can all be like moss - tenacious, selfless and optimistic. 4. Poems about moss

1. " Excerpts from the Inscriptions of Humble Houses" Liu Yuxi

The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass is green on the curtains.

Translation: The moss climbs up the steps and dyes it a green color, and the color of the grass reflects into the bamboo curtains, making the house full of green.

2. "Moss Folk Song" by Gu Kuang

The savage dreams of Jiangnan Mountain at night, and the deep pines and osmanthus in Jiangnan Mountain are unspoilt.

The savage sighs after sleeping, and sticks moss and moss to make the mountain scenery.

Translation: The savage dreamed of Junshan in the south of the Yangtze River at night. The mountains in the south of the Yangtze River were deep and densely forested, and pine trees grew among them. The savage let out a long sigh after looking at it. Moss clung to the mountain to set off the mountain scenery.

3. "A Visit to the Garden Isn't Worth It" by Ye Shaoweng

Ying Lian's teeth are stained with green moss, and the small firewood door cannot be opened for a long time.

Translation: Perhaps the owner of the garden was worried that my clogs would trample his cherished moss, so he knocked lightly on the wood door, but no one came to open it for a long time.

4. "Xinqing" Liu Ban

After the first clearing of the sky with moss all over the ground, no one can sleep in the green trees.

Translation: It was sunny at the beginning of summer. When the poet woke up from his nap, he only saw green trees and moss outside the window.

5. "Deer and Chai" Wang Wei

No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

Translation: The mountains are empty and quiet, no one can be seen, only the sound of people talking can be heard. The golden light of the setting sun shines directly into the deep forest and shines on the moss in the dark place.

Extended information:

Bryophytes are the lowest species of higher plants. The plant has no flowers or seeds and reproduces by spores. It can be used as an indicator plant to monitor the level of air pollution. There are about 23,000 species of bryophytes in the world, and there are more than 2,800 species in China. Bryophytes are small green plants with a simple structure, consisting only of stems and leaves, sometimes only flat fronds, without real roots and vascular bundles. Bryophytes prefer a sunny and humid environment and generally grow on exposed rock walls, or in humid forests and swamps. < /p>

Green moss locks the long doorway. It's always a mistake. The bones that have been built up can be destroyed. What's more, her arms are really red and charming.

I am clearly here. I am willing to regret my beauty. From now on, I will never dream of Chengen again. And sit with a flower in your hairpin and admire the person in the mirror.

Translation

Thick green moss blocks the road to Nagato Palace, and is jealous of people just because of its beautiful appearance. I have always known that too much slander can destroy a person's bones, not to mention the bright red bit of gauze sand on my pure white body!

As long as I live a pure life, how can I regret being born with such a beautiful face? From now on, I no longer even dream about being grateful. I'd better dress up by myself and admire myself in the mirror!

2. Huanxisha·A hundred acres of courtyard is half covered with moss

Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi

A hundred acres of courtyard is half covered with moss. The white water lingers in front of the door. How many people can come to Aixian?

The cloister of the small courtyard is silent in spring, and there are two or three apricots planted in the mountain peach stream. For whom it is scattered and for whom it is opened.

Translation

Half of the hundred-acre courtyard is covered with moss. Outside the door, sand covers the entire road, and there are winding streams. How many people like to relax and come here when they have time?

Spring is here, and the winding corridor in the yard is very quiet. Peach blossoms on the mountain and apricot trees by the stream are planted together in twos and threes. Don’t know for whom they are open and for whom they wither?

3. Shanhuazi·The barren moss under the forest leads to the Yun family

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

The barren moss under the forest leads to the Yun family, showing pity Jade bones are covered with dust and sand. There is nowhere to talk about in front of the wind, and the number of crows returns.

Half a lifetime of duckweeds has passed away with the water, and a night of cold rain has buried the famous flowers. The soul is like a willow cotton blowing to pieces, wandering around the world.

Translation

The secluded place under the forest was originally Xie Daoyun's home, but now it is covered with moss, and the pitiful beautiful figure was buried in a piece of desert sand. There is nowhere to express the sorrow of life and death. I can only raise my head to count the crows returning at dusk.

The fate of half a life is like duckweed drifting with the water. The ruthless cold rain destroys all the famous flowers overnight. Whether that wisp of fragrant soul turns into catkins and floats in the end of the world all day long. Butterfly Love Flower·The courtyard is covered with green moss and red leaves

4. Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao

The courtyard is covered with green moss and red leaves. When the golden chrysanthemums bloom, it is almost the Double Ninth Festival. The lotuses are dewed and the green fans are withered every day, and the smoke and water in the powder pond are as clear as practice.

Try leaning against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles. When the word "Goose" comes, you will see it just facing the floor. At what time does the frost-protecting cloud shadow turn, whose reed pipe blows the autumn wind?

Translation

The green moss in the courtyard is covered with red leaves. When the golden chrysanthemums bloom, it is already very close to the Double Ninth Festival banquet. The daily frost and dew hit the lotus and withered the lotus leaves like green fans. The lotus pond was shrouded in smoke, and the water was as clear as white water.

I was trying to wake up from my drunken state with the cool breeze, but just on top of a tall building, I suddenly saw wild geese flying south. A few cloud shadows heralding frost were fluttering, and the reed pipe of that house played a sad music.

5. Children's fishing

Tang Dynasty: Hu Lingneng

A child with a shaggy head is learning fishing, sitting sideways on the strawberry grass.

Passers-by asked me to wave, fearing that I would be frightened and ignored.

Translation

A child with disheveled hair and green face was learning how to fish as an adult by the river. He was sitting sideways in the grass, with his figure hidden by the weeds.

When a passerby asked for directions, the child waved his hand indifferently, fearing to disturb the fish and not daring to respond to the passerby.