Poetry 1: "Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Interpretation: In spring, it's dawn before I know it. It's the chirping birds that disturb my deep sleep. Last night, the wind and rain kept falling, and I don't know how many beautiful spring flowers were blown down.
Appreciation: The whole poem expresses Meng Haoran's love and a feeling of cherishing spring, and expresses the poet's good mood of loving and cherishing spring.
Poetry 2: "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.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Interpretation: Good rain seems to pick the season and come in the spring when everything is born. With the gentle breeze, it quietly enters the night and moistens everything on the earth in detail. Dark clouds covered the fields and paths, and only a small fire on a fishing boat by the river gave off a ray of light, which was particularly bright. When you come in the morning, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene.
Appreciation: This poem mainly describes the beauty of spring night rain moistening everything, and enthusiastically eulogizes the timely moistening of spring rain. Expressed the poet's love and praise for the selfless dedication of the spring night drizzle.
Poetry 3: "Chun Xing" Tang Wu
The willow shade is raining, and the residual flowers fall to see the warbler.
Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet dream of homesickness. In my dream, I chased the spring breeze back to my hometown.
Interpretation: In the drizzle of spring in Chu Qing, the color of willows darkens, and the residual flowers fall out, revealing the sound of warblers singing in the branches. Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet homesickness dream. In my dream, I chased the spring breeze and flew back to my hometown of Los Angeles.
Appreciation: This poem runs through the fading spring scenery, in which a sad homesickness is put in, revealing a warm and melancholy feeling.