2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
3. I want to get wet by clothes, rain, and a bright future. (Zhinan's "Jueju")
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
5. Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets go up to the sky. (Du Fu's quatrains)
6. Why should a strong brother blame Yang Liu? Spring breeze is not enough. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")
8. Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, and spring willows in the city. (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix")
9. The best benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the willow. (Han Yu's "Early Spring" dedicates two poems by Zhang Eighteen members of the Ministry of Water)
10. Everyone can't help but miss home when they hear the sound of willow trees breaking in this nocturne. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night")
willow
Willow branches are soft long hair in spring, fluttering in the spring breeze.
Branches of willow trees
Spring is soft and long hair,
Flying in the spring breeze.
Green leaves of willow trees
Are the light wings of spring,
Wake up in the sun.
The trunk of a willow
The figure of spring is beautiful,
Tall and delicate.
The roots of willow trees
Is the mother of spring,
Give birth to infinite vitality.
Willow selfless dedication,
Willow has tenacious vitality,
Willow is the beauty of spring,
Willow is the root of spring.
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. This is a famous poem praising willow by He, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty. I also like charming willows.
Spring has come, a drizzle, and willow greedily sucks the dew of spring. The warm spring breeze turned the willow trees green. Seen from a distance, the willow tree looks like a slim girl with long hair hanging freely. Dancing with the wind in the spring breeze. The lovely swallow also flew back from the far south. They shuttle between the willow branches, fly and sing, as if singing for colorful spring.
In summer, willows grow more luxuriantly. The crown of a willow tree is like a big green umbrella. It was extremely hot at noon, and people enjoyed the cool in the shade. Willow silently shields people from the hot summer sun with its own body, bringing people a little coolness, but never asks people for any reward. Isn't that your spirit?
The rustling autumn wind blows, and the leaves gradually turn yellow. Leaves fall with the wind, like beautiful butterflies flying in the air. The ground looks like a golden carpet, and it is very comfortable to step on.
In winter, all the leaves of willow trees fall out. After the heavy snow, the willow seems to be wearing a white dress, which looks more holy and beautiful. Despite the howling cold wind, the willows are still standing in the heavy snow, waiting for the arrival of spring.
I like willow because it has the quality of selfless dedication. I want to learn from your spirit and let it accompany me all my life. I admire willow trees and people with this quality.
Bai Juyi, an old willow tree near Zhou Ti North Road.
The withered edge of the skin has been weathered for a long time,
Short bars are the frequency that should be climbed.
But when it comes to half failure,
I don't know who the first seed is.
The fragments of snowflakes are decreasing year by year,
Tobacco leaves are sparse and new.
Don't be old and fragrant,
Every spring is better than every spring.
Catkin fluttering 1. Catkins are fluttering. That's scattered catkins. Catkin is the flower of willow. From the day of germination, it began to undertake the mission of collecting willow essence and spreading willow with lifelong loyalty and calmness. Because it belongs to willow, there is no need to have bright colors. Its own color will always blend with the color of willow, born in green, growing in green and disappearing in green. Desperate catkins exhausted their last strength, nodded to the willow promised by life for the last time, and then fell off from the willow one after another, drifting helplessly to the windy world!