What are the ancient poems describing "Spring Pastoral"?

1. Stay on the mountain.

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Xu

The state of mountain light makes spring glow, not for lightness. ?

Even if there was no rain in Mystery, the clothes were dyed deep in the clouds.

2. "Qingpingle Spring Breeze Still"

Song Dynasty: Zhao Lingzhi

The amiable spring breeze is still as passionate as in previous years. The scattered willow branches have yellow leaves, which are twisted in the sunny and bright weather.

Last year, I went to the Green Gate in Kyoto, but I can't see him tonight. I lost my soul. If you want to torture people and make them sad all their lives, you don't need anything else, just a few lonely and miserable evenings.

3. "Jingmen looks straight at Shushui"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

In the early spring of March, the river surged through the Moon Gorge of the Three Gorges, and rolled in. I was walking on the river in Jingzhou, with a clear view.

Peach blossoms on the river, like the hometown of Jinjiang, are full of spring.

The river is bright green, vast, boiling and balanced.

The mountains on both sides of the strait start from the water, and the land of Jingzhou is flush with the land, but the water vapor of Chu is transpiration, and the towering clouds sway.

Wild geese bathe in the sand, and orioles singing in the valley are as beautiful as flowers.

The green sand bar seems to turn around the cruise ship, and the green trees in the mainland open their arms to me.

Looking around, the water vapor on Jiangpu, the rising moon and white sails on the sea.

Jiangling knows fire from afar and should go to Miyagi.

4. Jinan in Early Spring

Qing Dynasty: Wang Shizhen

How many clear springs are there in the pond?

Every household in Guobian faces the water, and a thousand peaks and a half enter the city after the snow.

5. "Red window, small garden east"

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

Small garden east, flowers * * * willow. Red and purple are blooming together again. Leading bees, butterflies, swallows and warblers to leave in a hurry.

The flower heart is biased towards bees. The warbler swallowed him, ate him and teased him. Bees hide in flowers, you stand back, butterfly.