1． When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn""
2. Who says that the heart of an inch of grass will repay three spring rays. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
3. Red beans grow in the southern country, and spring comes How many branches should I send? (Wang Wei: "Acacia")
4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
5. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. (Bai Juyi: (Fu De Gu Yuan Cao bids farewell))
6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")
7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope})
8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai))
9. I don’t know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to Willows")
10. Spring scenery The garden can't be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall (Ye Shaoweng: "It's not worth visiting the garden")
A poem about spring
Appreciating the spring breeze
Spring breeze. Caressing the cheeks,
Peach and willow praise the beauty of spring.
Reciting spring poems indoors,
Spring Festival brings a little more joy.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The solemn tidbits are late,
The feathers are red and light,
The day is long, the male bird is,
Spring. The first two sentences describe the red flowers and the plain catkins. The last two sentences describe the daylight getting longer. The spring scenery is pale and far away. No one comes and goes, only the Chaimen.
Spring Snow
Tang Hanyu
There is no youth in the new year,
I was surprised to see grass buds in early February. p>Bai Xue feels that spring is too late,
So the flowers fly through the trees in the garden
The two sentences write that Bai Xue cannot wait for the arrival of spring, so the flowers fly through the trees to decorate the scene of early spring.
Outside Zhang Shiba of the Water Department in early spring
Tang Hanyu
The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp,
The grass looks distant but not close.
p>The best thing about spring is that it is full of smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
Tianjie: The streets in the capital look green from a distance; the spring grass is starting to grow and is slightly exposed. The thin buds look like a piece of fresh green from a distance, but they don’t seem to be seen up close.
Spring Outing Song
Tang Wangya
Ten thousand trees. Apricots by the river,
Newly blooming in the night wind
The garden is full of dark and light colors,
Shines in the green waves
One night wind: A night of spring breeze.
"Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"
Zhang Ruoxu
The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises on the sea.
The waves are flowing thousands of miles away, but there is no moon in the spring river.
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes.
I don’t notice the frost in the sky. Flying, the white sand on the terrace is invisible.
There is no trace of dust in the sky, and there is a lonely moon in the bright sky.
Who first sees the moon on the river?
Life has been endless from generation to generation, but the river and moon are only the same every year.
I don’t know who the river and the moon are waiting for, but I can see the flowing water of the Yangtze River passing by slowly. There is so much sorrow in Pushang.
Who is missing the moon tonight?
The moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be reflected on the mirror.
The jade curtain can't be rolled away, and it comes back after smashing the clothes on the anvil and brushing them.
At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
Swan geese fly long and fast, and fish and dragons dive and leap into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless.
I don’t know how many people will return by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.