Poems praising spring

1, Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

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.

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The timely rain seems to know the season. Spring has come, it comes quietly at night with the spring breeze, silently moistening everything. The sky in the field path is dark, and only a little fishing fire on the fishing boat by the river emits a ray of light, which is 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.

2, "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

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How lush the long grass is. It is thick in autumn and winter every year. Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green.

Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey. I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

3. What is "Liu Yong"

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.

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Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows 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.