1, Guazhou, Jingkou, Zhongshan, is just a few mountains away. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? -"Dengguazhou" Wang Anshi
2, Jasper makeup into a tree height, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -"Liu Yong" He Zhangzhi
3, good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu
In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -"Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran
5. The water level of Gushan Temple is low in the north of Jiating West. 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. -"Qiantang Spring Tour" Bai Juyi
6. I am alone in the grass, and there are deep trees on the grass. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -"Looking at Chuzhou Xixi" Wei Wu Ying
7. The old friend resigned from the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. -"Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Li Bai
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. -"The Hope of Spring" Du Fu
9. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -"Qingming" Du Mu
10, two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to the eastbound ships-"quatrains, two orioles sing green willows" Du Fu.
1 1, Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, listen to the songs on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. -"Zhi Zhu Ci" Liu Yuxi
12, you should pity the fangs and print the moss, but Xiao Kouchai can't fly away for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. -"The Garden is Worthless" Ye Shaoweng
13, one day, the street was drizzling, the autumn was crisp, but the grass color was far and near. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. Secondly, Mo Daoguan is busy being the boss, just longing for spring. As you first came to Jiangtou, the willow color is not deep. -"Presenting Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring" Han Yu
14, Lianhaiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. -"Moonlit Night on the Spring River" Zhang Xuruo
15, Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. -Wang Wei, "Sending Yuan and Two Stones to Anxi"
History of China's poetry;
Poetry has a long history in China, stretching for thousands of years. As early as the Western Zhou Dynasty to the Spring and Autumn Period, China's poems had produced a large number of brilliant chapters, which was marked by the appearance of the Book of Songs, China's first poetry collection. Most of the chapters in The Book of Songs have a distinct sense of the times and people's nature. They make good use of fu, bi and xing. The sentence pattern is mainly composed of four words, and the sentences are repeated in many chapters, which laid a profound humanistic foundation and artistic foundation for later literary creation.
At the end of the Warring States Period, a new poetic style-Chu Ci-was formed in the southern State of Chu. The sentence patterns of Chu Ci vary in length, with six words and seven words as the main ones, and the word "Xi" is often used. Qu Yuan, the founder and main author of Chu Ci, created immortal poems such as Li Sao, Nine Songs and Nine Chapters in this way, becoming the first great poet in the history of China literature. Li Sao, his masterpiece, is the most magnificent lyric poem in the history of China ancient literature.