A poem about willow in spring 1. A poem about willow trees in spring
willow
(He Zhangzhi)
Jasper (3) make up (3) grow into a tree (3) be tall,
Green silk tapestry (5).
I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
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(1) Willow: willow, deciduous tree or shrub, with long and narrow leaves and many kinds. This poem describes weeping willows.
⑵ Jasper: Bright green jade. Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring.
(3) make-up: decorate and dress up.
(4) a tree: full of trees. One, full, full. In China's classical poems and articles, the use of quantifiers does not necessarily indicate the exact number. The "ten thousand" in the next sentence is of great significance.
Tapestry: a rope made of silk. Silk tapestry: Describe a wicker like a ribbon.
[6] Cutting: cutting, using a knife or scissors to divide a flaky object into several parts.
(7) February: February in the lunar calendar is the mid-spring season.
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Willow is dressed as jasper like a beautiful woman, and thousands of wickers are like her green ribbon. Do you know who cut the delicate willow leaves? It was the spring breeze in February like scissors!
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This is an object-chanting poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising willow trees.
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The first three sentences of this poem are all about willows. The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty. The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves. The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions. "I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer. This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting these delicate willow leaves will definitely cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants. It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.
2. Poems describing willow trees in spring
Poems describing willow trees in spring
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei (sent to Yuan Ershi Anxi))
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets sky-high" (Du Fu: (quatrains))
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! (Wang Zhihuan &; lt； Liangzhou Ci))
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.
Willow Green, Langjiang Song —— Liu Yuxi (Tang) —— Zhuzhi Ci
I love the little trip to the east of the lake, and I love the white sand embankment under the shadow of Qingyang-Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)-spring trip to Qiantang River.
Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind.
I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. -Ceng Gong [Song]-"Chanting Willow"
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. (Han Xiong's cold food)
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. (Zhinan: "Jueju")
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: (Zhi Zhu Ci))
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. (Lu You: "Hairpin Phoenix")
3. Willow Spring Poems.
1, Liu Yongtang He
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.
In early spring, eighteen members of Zhang Water Affairs Bureau appeared-Tang Hanyu.
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. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
3. Spring outing in Qiantang River-Tang Bai Juyi
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.
4, "weeping willows"-Tang
No feelings for the spring breeze, who dares to underestimate the enemy in the world? The king of Chu planted seeds on the river bank for no reason, and he was so hungry that he lost his waist.
5, "Liu"-Luo Yin
It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.
6, "Spring Willow"-Yong
The ancient embankment curled up and a tree smoked. If the silk does not stop, keep the boat.
4. Ancient poems describing willow trees in spring
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors! Zhou Zizhi's "Walking on the Beach" is like a hairspring, like a flying catkin.
The teardrop pavilion will be empty. A wisp of smoke hangs like a willow, so there is no reason to live in Lanzhou.
Wild geese cross the setting sun, and the grass is misty. There are countless worries now.
In the Ming dynasty, don't think about how to spend tonight. How deep is the courtyard of Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. He Zhu's Jade Case Ling Bo didn't cross Hengtang Road, but just watched him go.
Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a bamboo building with locked windows, is only called Spring. Ran Ran Yun Fei, at dusk, drew a new topic, heartbroken sentence.
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. Liu Yong's Yulin Ling is chilling and sad. Changting is late and the shower begins to rest.
Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? "Planting Willow in Dongxi" Bai Juyi planted willow in the wild and willow in the water.
Spring comes to hold an axe, cut it, and tree it. The length is different, and the height is appropriate.
Dry burying on the shore and inserting twigs in the stream. Pine and cypress can't wait, but it's hard to move.
It is better to plant this kind of tree, which is easy to flourish. It's never too late to live without roots.
I haven't left this county for three years, so I can see Yiyi. Rest by the water and think for yourself.
Wealth is not hope, fame must wait. What do you want if you don't plant willows? Bai Juyi, a tree in Qingmen Liutang, was heartbroken and once fell into the hatred of several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. Suzhou Liutang Baijuyi Jingu Garden is yellow and graceful, and Qujiang Pavilion is swaying.
Old people parade everywhere, unlike Suzhou, where there are the most willows. Floccules on baldness touch your face, leaving you helpless in spring.
At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.
In May, the roots of Liu Tang and Cuihu by the water are elegant and the shadows are shallow. Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer.
The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered. Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew.
A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised. Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring.
When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.
Cui Zhang in Liu Xin Tang Dynasty is ruthless and soft, and spring comes to urge him, as if he can't stand the wind and lean on the ancient platform. What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.
On the levee, Liu Tang and Dai Shulun weaved farewell to Spring. Pedestrians climb high, when my concubine heartbroken.
It is endowed with Changting Willow and Dai Shulun Willow in the Tang Dynasty. The rain grinds the gold thread thin and the smoke soft.
Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. Give more and take more, and you will get late autumn.
The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance? Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.
Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.
Du Mu, the only willow in the Tang Dynasty, contains willow with smoke and shakes the wind for a long time. The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.
Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring. Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy. The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust. More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.
From Du Xunhe's "Fishing Gully Flowing Pond Method" to Yugou Spring, the color of willow beside the ditch is new. The cage passed through the forbidden water and gently blew to North Korea.
The sun is near, the sun is early, and the sky is low. Gu Ying's habitat is unstable, so it is difficult for maids to draw.
Chu shook the waves in the air, and the Sui dike darkened the dust. How to get to the imperial city, you must first cover the golden dragon.
Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.
A cage of gold thread bent a bridge in Liutang Hanwo, and several children hurt her waist. But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.
Tang Gu Yun's two poems about Liu Yong are full of dew and smoke, yellow, green and white. There is no wind floating in the long beach, and the wide stranger begins to pity the sun.
Draw a feast and steal a dance, and learn to frown in the dressing cabinet. Stay in the pavilion, don't let go of the spring dusk, and fold a thousand branches.
Idle flowers and weeds are always innovative, and their eyebrows are wrinkled and their stems are uneven. Begging for the strength of the east wind will not waste a spring.
Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds. Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist.
At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was all poured, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned. If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine.
Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant. In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away.
Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people. Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.
He Biyu in the Tang Dynasty, dressed as a tree, hung with ten thousand green silks. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Yugou New Willow Tangjia Yu Ling Yuanyang River Jujube, Zhanggou New Willow Color. This is the most recent day in Tuogen, and Buye ushered in spring.
Beauty is green, and the shade is clear to cover people. Light clouds are oblique, and many drops of dust are exposed.
It's a gift and I'm looking forward to it. If Wang Sun can get a reward, he will climb Chen Fang.
Fishing ditch in Tang Dynasty belongs to fishing ditch, and Liu Fang belongs to pedestrians. The emerald branches are full, and the tree is a new year.
I'm afraid of climbing high and breaking off customers, but I'm worried about leaving Chen. Riding on a platform near the mirror, Yuan Chun was forbidden to look from a distance.
The tender shadow is first covered with water, and the high shadow gradually leaves dust. Don't wear a huldi, but also make a tear wipe.
Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen. Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings.
The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix. How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you.
Li Shangyin and his party in Yongding River, Liu Tang, closed their doors, which made them spring. It's a pity to go from east to west, not to clear the shade and reduce the road dust.
In the Tang Dynasty, weeping willows were weeping, and Li Shangyin's weeping willows were green and dripping, and there was a faint rain on the balcony. Think of it as a night dream, it will waste spring carelessness for a long time.
Wash and dress with Zhang Chang and ride with a smile and childlike innocence. The blue sky turns the hat, and the red candle is near the high pot.
Resentment eyes bright autumn waters, frown far peak. The small aperture is full of butterflies, and the quiet courtyard is drunk.
This old piano is a phoenix.
5. The poem describing the willow in spring is as follows
willow
(He Zhangzhi)
Jasper (3) make up (3) grow into a tree (3) be tall,
Green silk tapestry (5).
I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Donate willow trees
Li shangyin
Judging from the cover of the platform, the road is more uneven.
Many people have heard the praise of Liu Feng to the extreme, and now what they see is just the same graceful.
The charming willow color has reached the bridge, and my heart is behind me when I watch the willow color cut off and extend across the bridge to the long beach.
Liu Er is really thoughtful, releasing catkins like snow, floating and flying in the brothel.
Shi Jianwu's "Folding Willow";
Seeing Yang Liuchun by the roadside, I folded it all again.
This year, I will return to last year's position and will not leave others last year.
Yong's "Willow by the River"
The ancient embankment curled up and a tree smoked.
If the silk does not stop, keep the boat.
Willow in Luo Yin
It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye.
I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.
Bai Juyi's Diligent Building and Old Willow in the West
The wind blew on a half-withered branch and immediately looked at the old man affectionately.
Kaiyuan a willow, Changqing two years in the spring.
And Tang's poem "weeping willows" has another meaning:
No feelings for the spring breeze, who dares to underestimate the enemy in the world?
The king of Chu planted seeds by the river for no reason, and he was so hungry that his waist was gone.
6. The poem describing the willow in spring is as follows
Yongliu (He) Jasper 2 makeup 3 trees 4 high, thousands of strands of moss tapestry 5 hanging.
I don't know who will cut off the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liuli's business gifts are hidden in the dark, and the road is even more uneven.
Many people have heard the praise of Liu Feng to the extreme, and now what they see is just the same graceful. The charming willow color has reached the bridge, and my heart is behind me when I watch the willow color cut off and extend across the bridge to the long beach.
Liu Er is really thoughtful, releasing catkins like snow, floating and flying in the brothel. Shi Jianwu's "Folding Willow": Seeing Liu Chun by the roadside is new.
This year, I will return to last year's position and will not leave others last year. Forever, a willow by the river curled up next to the ancient embankment, and a tree smoked.
If the silk does not stop, keep the boat. Luo Yin's "Willow" came to bid farewell on the sunny shore, and it won't last long together.
I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by. Bai Juyi's "Diligent Building and Old Willow" is half-aged and affectionate.
Kaiyuan a willow, Changqing two years in the spring. Tang's poem "weeping willows" has another meaning: who dares to go into battle light when he stumbles?
The king of Chu planted seeds on the river bank for no reason, and he was so hungry that he lost his waist.
7. What poems describe "Spring Willow"?
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. _ _ _ _ Zhinan's quatrains
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand
I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's heart is bitter, and the willow returns to the pond
Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are many fish in the sea. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! _ _ _ _ Two Liangzhou Ci Poems by Wang Zhihuan (I)
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's Taicheng
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Pick the EU"
People say that blowing like this and calling like this will make people and young people handsome. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Spring Dream
A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing
The city walls are thin willows, and the roads are lush. _ _ _ _ Zhang's "Thinking of Spring Ladies"
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. _ _ _ _ Gaoding Country House
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. _ _ _ _ He's Willow Poems
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. _ _ _ _ Han Yi's Cold Food/Cold Food Festival is a Thing'
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs/Early Spring Rain/Early Spring"
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Cheng Wei Qu/Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton. _ _ _ _ Two Shen Yuan Poems by Lu You