What are the poems about spring?

Poems about writing spring are:

1, Chunxiao

Tang Meng Hao ran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep. It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?

2. "Liu Yong"

Tang He 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.

Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willow branches hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently. Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors. 3. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Don du fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

Good rain seems to have picked a season, and spring is coming when everything is born. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths, and only a little fishing fire from a fishing boat by the river emitted a ray of light, which was particularly bright. When the morning comes, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene.

4. Late spring

Tang hanyu

Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.

Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.

Flowers and trees know that they are going home in spring, and they all want to keep the pace of spring and compete for beauty. Even the beautiful flowers of Huayang and Yu Qian are unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into flying snow.

5. Bailudong

Tang Wang Bai Zhen

Concentrate on reading, I know that spring has passed, and every inch of time is as precious as an inch of gold.

It is not Taoism that mocks, but the teachings of Duke Zhou are devoted to the study of Confucius.

Concentrate on reading, before you know it, spring will pass, and every inch of time is like gold. If the Taoist priest hadn't teased me, I would still be immersed in studying the essence of the thoughts of Duke Zhou and Confucius.