Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
Suzhou willow tree
Tang Bai Juyi
Jinguyuan is graceful 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.
Chang 'an Liu Xin
Don
At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are 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.
Willow beside the water in May
Tang cuihu
The roots 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.
willow
Sugar crisp rice
When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water. 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.
Liu Xin
Sugar crisp rice
Ruthless and soft, I was urged by the spring, as if I could not stand the wind and leaned against the ancient platform.
What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.
Poplar hates Taiwan, and rustling worries about killing people.
Rustle: the wind. Worried about killing: worried about it.
Han Anonymous, Nineteen Ancient Poems: "The ancient tomb plows the fields, and the pine and cypress ruin the salary. There are many poplar trees in Hengtai, and Mix is worried about killing people. "
The willows and flowers are about to bloom, and the grapes are beginning to bloom.
Tang Shen's "Wind and Spring, Wang Xing, Spring Palace Reflecting Records"
Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
Jasper: turquoise jade, which is used here to describe the new green of wicker. Silk tapestry: Ribbon made of silk.
The Singing Willow by Tang He Zhang Zhi
After the rain, the willow branches are heavy and loose with deep smoke.
Smoke: fog.
Zhang Tang said, "The banquet is in the south hall of the county."
I revisited my old place, as if I had returned home from the wild. Pity Liu Shangfen, but also reluctant to meet each other.
Tang Cen Can's topic "Willow beside Fenqiao Bridge in Pan Yang"
In the city, peaches and plums are exhausted for a while, and the struggle is like weeping willows indefinitely.
A moment: Right away. Controversy: how.
Liu Tang Yuxi's Nine Poems of Yang Liuzhi
The willow color is still light, and the sound of spring is gradually rising.
Tang Zhangji's Early Spring Reward for the Twenty-two Scheerers in Qujiang
A tree in the spring breeze has thousands of branches, softer than gold and softer than silk.
Tang Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi Ci
Wickers curled up in the wind and grass bundles were cut in the rain.
Curly: slender and weak. Reeling: reeling and spinning. Grass wisp: tender grass is like a thread. Rongrong: The appearance is soft and delicate.
Tianjin Bridge of Don Bai Juyi
The ducks in the wind flashed green light and rolled down the yellow sun.
Duck green: refers to the color of streams in spring. Sparkling: clear as water. Goose yellow: pale yellow, referring to green wicker. Cyclone: a way of swaying with the wind. The previous sentence said that green water makes waves in the spring breeze; In spring, the delicate willows sway gently.
Wang Song Anshi Nanpu
Mountain flowers burn and willows lie under the water.
Burning: described as extremely red.
Sun Beaver Crossing the Road in Qingming Festival by Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty
The snow on the river began to disappear. On warm days, the sun was shining and the smoke was wicker.
Song Wuyi's Nanxiangzi
Tomorrow, this is a bad day, but today is haggard and late.
Another day: the past. Difference pool: uneven. Chi Chunyan's shadow: refers to swallows flying among spring willows. The withered smoke mark in the evening: it means that the wicker is withered and looks bleak in the evening. Willow in autumn loses its vitality in spring.
Autumn Willow by Wang Qingshizhen
2. Poems about willow 1, quatrains, short awnings under the shadow of ancient trees
The author supported the Southern Dynasties and the Song Dynasty.
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Vernacular translation:
I tied the boat in the shade of a tall old tree; Crossing the bridge with crutches, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery.
The drizzle won't wet my clothes; It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant.
The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.
2. Two Liangzhou Ci Poems
Author Wang Zhihuan, Tang Dynasty.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Khan looked at the clouds in the north and killed the altar of Madden several times.
The son of the Han family is now in SHEN WOO, and he refuses to go home with his relatives.
Vernacular translation:
Looking around, the Yellow River is drifting away, as if it were running in the middle of winding white clouds, on the high mountain of Wan Ren in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, an isolated city, Yumenguan, stands tall and isolated. Why do you want to use Qiangdi to play sad willow songs to complain that spring has not come? It turns out that the spring breeze around Yumenguan can't blow!
Turkic leaders came to the Central Plains to find relatives, set their sights on their own territory in the north, saw the Fuyundui shrine in the north of the border, recalled that they had killed horses here many times in the past, and then attacked the Tang Dynasty with great pride. But now SHEN WOO, the son of heaven in the Tang Dynasty, is aloof and unwilling to kiss the Turks, so this trip to the Central Plains had to come in vain.
3. Always in my heart
Author Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty.
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
Vernacular translation:
Young women in boudoir never have the worry of lovesickness and parting. On a bright spring day, she dressed herself up and climbed a tall building.
Suddenly, when I saw the spring scenery of willows on the roadside, I felt blue. She regretted that she shouldn't have let her husband join the army.
4. Partridges and colorful sleeves hold jade clocks diligently.
Author Yan Song,
Multicolored sleeves hold jade clocks diligently. Those days, I was drunk and red. Dance low and sing peach blossom fan.
Remember to meet each other after parting. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
Vernacular translation:
When I first met you, I was so gentle, beautiful, affectionate and drunk. At night, when the willow branches are opposite to the moon, we begin to dance. We dance and sing heartily until the roof falls from the treetops outside the building at night. We are too tired to shake the peach blossom fan any more.
Since that parting, I have always missed that wonderful meeting. How many times have I hugged you in my dream? Tonight, I hold up the silver lamp and look at you carefully. I'm afraid this meeting will appear in my dream again.
5. Visit Shanxi Village
Author Lu You, Song Dynasty
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
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.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Vernacular translation:
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In Fengshou Island, hospitality dishes are very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.
There is a poem about willow 1. There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and the willows are oblique. (Han Xiong's cold food)
2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
3. I want to get wet by clothes, rain, and a bright future. (Zhinan: "Jueju")
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei (sent to Yuan Ershi Anxi))
5. Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets go up to the sky. (Du Fu: (quatrains))
6. Why should a strong brother blame Yang Liu? Spring breeze is not enough. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
7. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors (He Zhangzhi: Liu Yong)
4. Poem "Jueju" describing willow (Complete Works of Monks in Zhinan)
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
"Silkworm Girl" (works by Xie Fangde in Song Dynasty)
Don't believe Liu Yue, the jade man has not returned from singing and dancing.
East Building of Xianyang City (Works of Xu Hun in Tang Dynasty)
Wan Li high city, I am sad, willow like Tingzhou.
Song of Willow (Complete Works of Southern and Northern Dynasties)
Looking at the Jinmeng River, willows are swaying.
Yang Liuzhi (Complete Works of Wen and Ting Yun in Tang Dynasty)
Simon is still bleak in March, even if there are willows, it will not feel spring.
Reading Quge (an anonymous work in the Northern and Southern Dynasties)
When you leave the White House gate temporarily, Yangliu can hide from Wu.
Reading Quge (Complete Works of Anonymous in Northern and Southern Dynasties)
Fold willow. Birds are singing in the garden, but peaches are happy.
Farewell Poems (Complete Works of Anonymous in Sui Dynasty)
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.
Liu Ge (Yu Xin's works in the Southern and Northern Dynasties)
There are hundreds of willows by the river, and none of them hang down.
Farewell Poems (Complete Works of Anonymous in Sui Dynasty)
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.
Yang Liuzhi (Complete Works of Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty)
In two small willow buildings, I have been accompanied by drunkards for many years.
Yang Liuzhi (works of Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty)
Yang Liuzhi is different from dreams, and there is a saying that "the spring is exhausted and the flocs fly"
Yang Liuzhi (Complete Works of Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty)
Sue's daughter used to be famous, but Yang felt differently.
5. The poem describes the willow's "stepping on the sand" as gossamer and people as flying catkins.
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. Dongxi doesn't plant willows. What do you want? 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 shadows 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 the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children broke 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 pouring, 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 in Liu Yong was dressed as a tree and hung with ten thousand green silk tapestries. 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.
It used to be a Qintai Phoenix, but now it is a drugstore dragon. Baoyu has been throwing for a long time, which is the Jingyang clock.
Weeping willows and weeping willows.
6. The poem about willow "Willow is green in Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langya River".
"The grass grows in February and the willows are drunk with spring smoke."
"Spring breeze willows, six hundred million shenzhou shun yao.
"I walked over and Yang Liu Yiyi."
"I don't push the whip when I get on the horse, but I break the willow branches and play the flute on the tray, lest I kill pedestrians."
"The willows are full of smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year."
Refers to the green willow, but also gently climb. When you pass out, you will know when. "
"Xicheng willow is soft. Tears can't be collected when you are away from troubles. I still remember my affection and once returned to the boat for the department. "
"There are few passengers at Liudaokou, and the teacher paddles to the entrance."
"The willow at the water's edge bends the dust, and I'll bother you to fold one at once."
"The Yangtze river head Yangliuqing. Huayang is worried about crossing the river. "
"I suddenly saw the willow color on the head of a stranger and regretted teaching my husband to find a seal."
"Why do Qiangdi complain about willow trees? The spring breeze is just Yumen Pass. "
"Clothes wet apricot rain, blowing surface is not cold.
7. Poems of Liu Yang Bodhisattva Man Xin Qi Ji.
Ruthlessness is a willow at the head of a river. Strip or folded. Muye Xiapinghu. Whether the goose comes or not. Wild geese have no books. The punch line depends on who and who. When the wind and rain hurt my heart. Guizhi was born on the mountain. Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
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. Liu Yong Ceng Gong
Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind.
I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. Warrior Lanling Liu Zhou Bangyan
Liu Yin is straight and smoky.
I have seen it several times on the Sui Dyke.
Brush water and float cotton to see me off.
Who knows how tired Beijing guests are when they visit their old country?
Changting Road, which came last year, should be flexible across thousands of feet.
Looking for old traces, drinking and mourning strings, leaving a watch and light.
Pear blossom and elm fire urge cold food. Worry about the speed of an arrow, the warmth of half a wave.
You can count posts as soon as you turn around and look at people in the north.
The accumulation of sadness and hatred.
Farewell is lingering, Tianjin is quiet and silent, and the sunset is endless in spring.
Read the moon and join hands, and smell the flute on the bridge.
Meditation on the past is like a dream with dark tears. Selected Sentences of Xiao Ya Cai Wei in The Book of Songs;
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. The road is muddy, hungry and thirsty. Full of sadness, full of sadness, who experienced my sadness! Legend of Tang Dynasty "Liu Chuan"
"Send Liu" said: "Zhang Taiwei, Zhang Taiwei, was the past green? Even if the strip looks old, you have to climb up and break someone else's hand. " Liu Yong. Yu Linling-chilling and sad. Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop. All the cars are full of drinks. Nostalgic Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears.
I was speechless and choked up. Read it. A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse.
Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight. There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? Fold the willow tree. Don. The willow beside the water in Juyuan Yang is full of dust. I'll trouble you to break one at once.
Only the spring breeze knows how to cherish it best, and still holds the trunk that I have left affectionately.