1. Poems about leaves
Poems about leaves 1. What are the poems about "leaves"
1. "Youth Travel·Double Ninth Festival" "After"
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
After the Double Ninth Festival, the west wind becomes stronger and the leaves in the garden are in full bloom. Zhu Lan Xiangxiao, the hibiscus is charming, especially fighting for beauty.
Before the frost and under the moon, the slanting red and light stamens are bright and want to rejuvenate. Don't divide the calyx easily. Give it to your loved one.
2. "Playing with the new garden tree, chanting the feelings"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
In early April, the new leaves become overcast. The shaking scenery is beautiful and the covered courtyard is deep.
Is there anyone here who has nothing to do? Not only can you play with things, but you can also relax your clothes.
Sometimes I talk to Taoists, or listen to poets. The spring is full of fragrance and there are many singing birds at night.
Occasionally find a quiet and leisurely place, and then forget the worldly mind. To realize that the true hermit does not need to be in the mountains and forests.
3. "Two Poems of Autumn Thoughts"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Ya
The coolness of the Internet Xuan blows the light clothes, and the jade leaks are heard even longer at night.
The Tianhe River becomes wet every month, and magpies are startled by the frequent flying of autumn leaves.
Gonglian Taiye sees Cangbo, and the heat of summer is slightly reduced, but the mood of autumn is more.
The breeze picked up all night, and the dewdrops filled the lotus pond.
4. "Tong Li Yi Shang Qiu"
Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun
When old, the head is white, and in autumn, the leaves are yellow.
I scratch my head towards the yellow leaves and feel sad with you.
5. "Sending a Friend in the Autumn Twilight"
Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao
The lonely Guanhe River is at dusk, and the leaves are low in the frost wind.
Far away from the sky, the cold sun sets on the west peak.
Aspirations are lost in the mist, but time is lost in homelessness.
Qingxiao talks about Baige, which has been lost for ten years.
6. "Cool Night in the Front Garden"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The color of the dew mat is like jade, and the shadow of the wind is like waves.
Sitting there and worrying about the falling leaves, there are many bright moons in the courtyard.
2. Poems about green leaves
The peach is young, its leaves are pure. - The Book of Songs
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. - Fan Chengda
I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. - He Zhizhang
The willow leaves are green and dark, and the lotus flowers are red in the sunset. -Wang Anshi
The lotus leaf skirt has been cut, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling
The lotus flowers are still sad and hot at dusk: the lower surface is hidden deep in the green umbrella. -Yang Wanli
The rice flowers and water chestnut leaves are full of flowing waves, and the autumn colors are like the sunset. -Zhao Zhixin
In early autumn, the leaves fall in shock, and they drift like the hearts of guests.
Under the autumn forest, a leaf suddenly leaves.
The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, it is not spring.
On the leaves of Xiaoshutong, the moon is white and the dew has just begun.
The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in autumn.
This is medieval, ancient times
There are also authors:
Era: Yuan Dynasty
Author: Xu Zaisi
Work: Water Fairy Night Rain
Content:
The sound of Wuye leaves and the sound of autumn,
A little banana and a little sadness,
The third update returns to the dream after the third update.
The lanterns and chess pieces have not been collected yet,
I sigh that the people in Xinfeng Gutuan are left behind.
Ten years of things have happened on my pillow,
The worries of the two elders in Jiangnan,
are all in my heart.
Era: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Yang Wanli
Work: Xiaochu Jingci Sends Lin Zifang
Content:
< p> After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
Era: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Wu Wenying
Work: Gao Balcony
Content:
Gong Fen Carving marks, fairy clouds falling shadows, deserted wild water and deserted bay.
The incense is buried in the west stone, and the clavicle is connected with the golden sand.
Nanlou doesn’t hate playing the transverse flute, but hates the dawn wind thousands of miles away from the mountains.
Half drifting, dusk in the court, the moon is cold and dry.
Shouyang Kongli Chouluan asked who mixed the chalcedony to secretly mend fragrant scars?
The drizzle returns, and the lonely mountain is infinitely cold in spring.
It’s hard to find a clear soul after leaving the soul, and the dreamy silk clothes are undressed by the stream.
The most melancholy, the singing birds are clear and the bottoms of the leaves are clear and round.
Era: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Jiang Kui
Work: Miscellaneous Odes of Living on the Lake
Content:
The walls of the garden are curved with willow trees.
People are quiet and a light is visible in the sky.
The lotus leaves are fragrant like clouds,
The boat is swaying into Xiling.
3. What are the poems praising leaves?
1. The sound of Wuye leaves and the sound of autumn, the sound of bananas and the sound of sadness, the third watch returns to the dream after the third watch. ——Xu Zaisi's "Water Fairy Night Rain"
2. Fallen leaves of foreign trees, people alone at night under cold lights. ——Ma Dai's "Autumn Residence in Bashang"
3. The endless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in. ——Du Fu's "Ascend the High"
4. Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. ——Anonymous "Jiangnan"
5. The swaying Wu leaves send out the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river stirs up the guest sentiment. ——Ye Shaoweng's "What I See in a Night Book"
6. Who thinks that the west wind is cold alone, the rustling yellow leaves are closed and the windows are closed, and the setting sun is setting in front of meditating on the past. ——Nalan Xingde "Huanxisha·Who wants the west wind to be cool alone"
7. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. ——Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn"
8. The lotus leaves connecting to the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple"
9. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February. ——Du Mu's "Mountain Travel"
10. It rains on the sycamore leaves at midnight, and the sound of the leaves is parting. ——Zhou Zizhi's "Partridge Sky: When the remaining red is about to run out"
11. The sound of rain all night cooled my dreams, and autumn came on thousands of lotus leaves. ——Chen Wenshu's "Summer Poems"
12. When the lotus leaves are growing, spring hates them, and when the lotus leaves wither, autumn hates them. ——Li Shangyin's "Wandering Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn"
13. The sun is shining on the leaves and the rain is falling, the water is clear and round, and the wind is lifting each one. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Su Muzhe · Burning Agarwood"
14. The tall buildings are full of dusk, and the sycamore leaves are swaying and raining. ——Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha·Blue Sea without Waves"
15. The fallen leaves gathered and scattered, and the jackdaws were frightened again. ——Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"
16. The water breeze is gentle, the apple blossoms are getting older, the moon dew is cold, and the phoenix leaves are floating yellow. ——Liu Yong's "Jade Butterfly·Looking forward to the rain and gathering clouds"
4. What are the poems describing leaves
Du Mu's guest house in early autumn
The wind blows With just one leaf, everything is already startling autumn.
I shed tears alone at night in a foreign country, and worry about the guests every year.
Where do we end up leaving? How long will it last?
Not as good as the old man from Fenxi, he is free and free.
Fallen Leaves Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the leaves fall, falling like a guest’s heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
He Du Lu's "Red Leaves" by Bai Juyi
On the first day of October in Hanshan, the frost leaves are new for a while.
It seems to be burning but not due to fire, like a flower that does not wait for spring.
Red curtains are arranged in rows, and red scarves are cut randomly.
When Xie Zhanyu looked at it, there were only two people in front of the wind.
One Leaf Falls by Bai Juyi
The heat and depression have not subsided, but the coolness has already arisen.
Cold and temperature, as well as the rise and fall, are related to the exterior and interior.
Under the autumn forest, a leaf suddenly leaves.
Don’t say it’s falling, it’s starting from now on.
Admire the red leaves while drunk Bai Juyi
The autumn trees stand in the wind, and the wine lasts for many years.
The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, it is not spring.
Sophora japonica leaves are harvested coldly by Du Fu
Green and tall locust leaves are harvested and sent to the Chinese chef. New noodles come to the market, and they are all delicious.
If you are too mature to enter the capital, you will have no desire to add a meal. The fresh green vegetables all shine on the chopsticks, and the fragrant rice and bracts are included.
The meridian teeth are as cold as snow, so I urge people to cast this bead. I am willing to follow the gold and gold, and leave the brocade and Tusu.
The road is far away and the thought is afraid of mud, but the excitement is deep and will never change. The celery is small and the algae are bright.
In the dew-cold palace thousands of miles away, a jade pot of pure ice is opened. The king enjoys the cool night, so this taste is also needed.
On a moonlit night, cold dew can be seen on the leaves of the sycamore tree Dai Cha
On the leaves of the sycamore tree, the white dew of the moon has just begun to appear. The drops of bitumen are full of clear light, and the colors are bright and cold.
The wind shakes the jade pendant, and the branches move with pity. The air is cold and I am suspicious of the autumn evening, and the sound is faint and it is late at night.
The congealed sky flows everywhere, and the moistening things are pure and suitable for viewing. Don't be tired of looking at the approaching tiredness, it will be even harder to gather Xi.
One leaf fell, Li Cunzhen
One leaf fell, and the pearls and foil were wiped.
At this time, the scenery was desolate.
The moonlight in the painting building is cold, and the west wind blows the curtain.
Blowing the curtain, thinking about the past.
Lotus Leaf Li Qunyu
The root is jade in the mud, and the heart is full of dew.
Plant in Juntang and bury Ren Chunpu.
The banyan leaves in Liuzhou in February have all fallen off. Liu Zongyuan
The official affairs and thoughts are desolate, half-spring turns like autumn.
After the rain in the mountain city, all the flowers are gone, and the courtyard is full of banyan leaves and orioles are singing.
Red Leaves Luo Yin
But beside the deserted city, the evening light shines brightly.
The clear fields are green with frost, and the mountains are red with cold rain.
Wandering on Baling Road, beauty Changxin Palace.
Waiting for the end of the year, there is endless hope.
Fallen leaves Qi Ji
It is late in autumn, and you can see your neighbors outside the window.
No one in the world is shocked. I am alone in the forest.
Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning.
Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing.
Fallen Leaves Wang Jian
The old green is in different directions, and the first red has overlapped.
The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.
Red Leaves Wu Rong
The dew-stained frost dries lightly, and turns bright in the setting sun.
The harmonious smoke falls in the nine-autumn colors, and the love spreads thousands of miles along with the waves.
There are shadows of birds hidden in the moon for several nights, and the sound of crickets is heard in every family.
For a moment, I didn’t feel much regret, watching the breeze cut the flowers.
Looking at the yellow leaves in Yuezhou, Zhang said
Looking at the yellow leaves with a white head, the faces are complex and geometric.
Under the empty Tangtang tree, there is no political song.
Frost leaves fly thousands of miles away
The clouds hang down to the ground, the smoke from the embankment is heavy, and Yan Hong sets out on the river for the first time. The dew lotus leaves, the wind and the willows are sparse, and the terraces and pavilions are still quiet. Hate pulse pulse, separation love resentment dawn. Lovesick soul dreams on a small screen. The tired guest collects his clothes, dust flies all over him, and the jade mirror shines shamefully. Infinitely quiet streets and secluded streets, pursuing pleasure and seeking rewards, arriving first before others leave behind. The young man's thoughts turned empty, and Kuang Lao came to embrace him. All the green leaves and red flowers have passed. The sound of separation was relaxed and tidy at that time. Ask about beauty, how much does it look like to be handsome, from being haggard, to reducing waistline?
5. Ancient poems about leaves
There are too many poems about leaves! ! ! Take a few at random:
The Book of Songs Gourd Leaves
Gourd leaves with flags and flags, pick them and prosper. A gentleman has wine, so he can taste it.
If there is a rabbit with a head, burn it with a cannon; if a gentleman has wine, he can offer it with his words.
If there is a rabbit's head, burn it. If a gentleman has wine, drink it with your words.
If there is a rabbit with a head, it can be fired with a cannon; if a gentleman has wine, he can reward him with words.
The Book of Songs: There are bitter leaves on the stalks
There are bitter leaves on the stalks, and the benefits are profound. Deep is severe, shallow is exposed.
There are rivers and rivers flowing, and there are pheasants and pheasants singing. The track is not wet when the economy is full, and the pheasants cry in search of their mates.
The geese are singing and the sun is rising. If a scholar returns to his wife, the ice has not yet melted.
Recruiting boats, people are involved. Whether a person is involved or not, he must be my friend.
Early Autumn Guest House Du Mu
When the wind blows a leaf, everything is startled by autumn.
I shed tears alone at night in a foreign country, and worry about the guests every year.
Where do we end up leaving? How long will it last?
Not as good as the old man from Fenxi, he is free and free.
Fallen Leaves Kong Shaoan
In early autumn, the leaves fall, falling like a guest’s heart.
Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest.
He Du Lu Shi Titled Red Leaves by Bai Juyi
On the first day of October in Hanshan, the frost leaves are new.
It seems to be burning but not due to fire, like a flower that does not wait for spring.
Red curtains are arranged in rows, and red scarves are cut randomly.
When Xie Zhanyu looked at it, there were only two people in front of the wind.
One Leaf Falls by Bai Juyi
The heat and depression have not subsided, but the coolness has already arisen.
Cold and temperature, as well as the rise and fall, are related to the exterior and interior.
Under the autumn forest, a leaf suddenly leaves.
Don’t say it’s falling, it’s starting from now on.
Admire the red leaves while drunk Bai Juyi
The autumn trees stand in the wind, and the wine lasts for many years.
The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, it is not spring.
Sophora japonica leaves are harvested coldly by Du Fu
Green and tall locust leaves are harvested and sent to the Chinese chef. New noodles come to the market, and they are all delicious.
If you are too mature to enter the capital, you will have no desire to add a meal. The fresh green vegetables all shine on the chopsticks, and the fragrant rice and bracts are included.
The meridian teeth are as cold as snow, so I urge people to cast this bead. I am willing to follow the gold and gold, and leave the brocade and Tusu.
The road is far away and the thought is afraid of mud, but the excitement is deep and will never change. The celery is small and the algae are bright.
In the dew-cold palace thousands of miles away, a jade pot of pure ice is opened. The king enjoys the cool night, so this taste is also needed.
On a moonlit night, cold dew can be seen on the leaves of the sycamore tree Dai Cha
On the leaves of the sycamore tree, the white dew of the moon has just begun to appear. The drops of bitumen are full of clear light, and the colors are bright and cold.
The wind shakes the jade pendant, and the branches move with pity. The air is cold and I am suspicious of the autumn evening, and the sound is faint and it is late at night.
The congealed sky flows everywhere, and the moistening things are pure and suitable for viewing. Don't be tired of looking at the approaching tiredness, it will be even harder to gather Xi.
One leaf falls, Li Cunzhen
One leaf falls, and the beads are on the foil.
At this time, the scenery was desolate.
The moonlight in the painting building is cold, and the west wind blows the curtain.
Blowing the curtain, thinking about the past.
Lotus Leaf Li Qunyu
The root is jade in the mud, and the heart is full of dew.
Plant in Juntang and bury Ren Chunpu.
The banyan leaves in Liuzhou in February have all fallen off. Liu Zongyuan
The thoughts of official affairs are so sad, half-spring turns like autumn.
After the rain in the mountain city, all the flowers are gone, and the banyan leaves fill the courtyard with the cries of orioles.
Red Leaves Luo Yin
But beside the deserted city, the evening light shines brightly.
The clear fields are green with frost, and the mountains are red with cold rain.
Wandering on Baling Road, beauty Changxin Palace.
Waiting for the end of the year, there is endless hope.
Fallen leaves, Qi Ji
It is late in autumn, and you can see your neighbors outside the window.
No one in the world is shocked. I am alone in the forest.
Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning.
Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing.
Fallen Leaves Wang Jian
The old green is in different directions, and the first red has overlapped.
The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree.
Red Leaves Wu Rong
The dew-stained frost-dried flakes are light and become bright in the setting sun.
The harmonious smoke falls in the nine-autumn colors, and the love spreads thousands of miles along with the waves.
There are shadows of birds hidden in the moon for several nights, and the sound of crickets is heard in every family.
For a moment, I didn’t feel much regret, watching the breeze cut the flowers.
Looking at the yellow leaves in Yuezhou, Zhang said
Looking at the yellow leaves with a white head, the colors are complex and geometric.
Under the empty Tangtang tree, there is no political song.
Frost leaves fly thousands of miles away
The clouds hang down to the ground, the smoke from the embankment is heavy, and Yan Hong makes his first trip to the river. The dew lotus leaves, the wind and the willows are sparse, and the terraces and pavilions are still quiet. Hate pulse pulse, separation love resentment dawn. Lovesick soul dreams on a small screen. The tired guest collects his clothes, dust flies all over him, and the jade mirror shines shamefully. Infinitely quiet streets and secluded streets, pursuing pleasure and seeking rewards, arriving first before others leave behind. The young man's thoughts turned empty, and Kuang Lao came to embrace him. All the green leaves and red flowers have passed. The sound of separation was relaxed and tidy at that time. Ask about the beauty, from being haggard, to reducing the waistline, how much like a man.
6. Poems about leaves
Poems about leaves
Cool night in the front yard (Bai Juyi)
The color of the dew is like jade, The wind creates shadows like waves.
Sitting there and worrying about the falling leaves, there are many bright moons in the courtyard.
Answering the dream of receiving a letter from me in autumn (Bai Juyi)
I was spared a serious illness, and I am willing to do my duty.
The dim light makes you feel the best, and the thin waist brings the prophet.
On a day when the leaves are red with frost and the mustache is white as snow.
I am sad because I want to grow old, but I am not sad when I am old.
Playing with the Xinting Tree (Bai Juyi)
In early April, the new leaves become overcast. The shaking scenery is beautiful and the covered courtyard is deep.
Is there anyone here who has nothing to do? Not only can you play with things, but you can also relax your clothes.
Sometimes I talk to Taoists, or listen to poets. The spring is full of fragrance and there are many singing birds at night.
Occasionally find a quiet and leisurely place, and then forget the worldly mind. To realize that the true hermit does not need to be in the mountains and forests.
7. Poems with the word "leaf"
1) The lotus leaves connecting the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"
2) Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. ——Su Shi's "Defending the Storm? March 7th"
3) I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. —— He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willows"
4) The world is a big dream, how many autumns are there in life? At night, the wind leaves are already singing. —— Su Shi's "Moon over the Xijiang River? A Big Dream in the World"
5) These little officials in Caozhou County are always concerned with love, every branch and leaf. ——Zheng Xie's "Weixian County Administration Painting Bamboo Presenting Nianbo Bao Dachengkuo"
6) Who thinks of the west wind and the coolness alone, the rustling yellow leaves behind closed windows, meditating on the past and the setting sun. ——Nalan Xingde's "Huanxi Sand? Who cares about the west wind cooling alone"
7) The early sun on the leaves is drying up and the rain is falling, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind is lifting each one. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu Zhe? Burning Agarwood"
8) There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole calls at the bottom of the leaves. ——Yan Shu's "Broken Arrangement? Spring Scene"
9) The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the green waves are rising in the west wind. ——Li Jing "Breaking through the sand of Huanxi? The fragrance of lotus leaves is sold out"
10) The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face. ——Wang Changling's "Two Lotus Plucking Songs"
1. Ode to Willows (He Zhizhang)
Jasper is made up into a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I wonder who cuts out the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
2. Mountain Walk (Du Mu)
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
3. Red leaves (Gao Qi)
The forest is dyed red with frost, and the sunset shines in the dim sky. It was used to write down the resentments of autumn and flowed out of Shangyang Palace.
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8. Poems about leaves
1 In September, the cold rootstock urges the leaves, ten years Recall Liaoyang during the expedition. ——Tang Dynasty Shen Quanqi's "Ancient Meaning"
2 I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors - Tang Dynasty He Zhizhang's "Ode to Willows"
3 Orchid leaves are blooming in spring, The sweet-scented osmanthus is bright and clear in autumn. ——"Feelings" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
4 The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus splayed to both sides of the face. ——Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty, "Lotus Picking Song"
5 The forest is full of new green, and Xiaolei hides a few red spots deep in it. ——Jin Yuanhaowen, "Tonger Generation Fu Unopened Begonia"
6 The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it - Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" The early sun on the leaves has dried up the rain, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts the lotuses one by one - Song Dynasty "Zhou Bangyan" "Su Mu Zhe"
7 The three autumn leaves have fallen, and the February flowers can bloom. (Li Qiao's "Wind")
8 There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and luxuriant grass in Parrot Island. ——Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty
9 I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will wither.
("Han Yuefu·Long Song Xing")
10 Sparse shadows slant across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlit dusk - "Small Plum in the Mountain Garden" by Lin Bu of the Song Dynasty
11 Thousands of thick green branches are a little red, and the moving spring scenery does not need to be too much - Song Dynasty Wang Anshi's "Ode to Pomegranate Flowers"
12 The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring is full of red apricot branches - Song Dynasty Qi "Spring in the Jade House"
13 Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves! ——Han Yuefu Folk Song "Jiangnan"
14 In the early morning of the morning rain in Weicheng, the guest house is green and the willows are new. ——"Weicheng Song" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
15 The grass does not thank the spring breeze, and the tree does not complain when it falls in the autumn. ——Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Sunrise and Entry"
16 I heard the broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "The Song of the Fortress"
17 The desert is poor and the fortress grass is declining in autumn, and the lonely city is fighting at sunset with few soldiers. ——Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty, "Yan Ge Xing"
The 18th exam asked the person behind the curtain, but the begonia remained the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin. ——Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream"
19 There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Visiting Shanxi Village"
20 The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red in the sun. ——Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty, "Leaving Jingci Temple to See Off Lin Zifang at Dawn"
21 The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow again. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to the Ancient Grass Grass"
22 The flowers gradually become more charming, and only the Asakusa has no horse hooves. ——"Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
9. Poems about leaves
1. "Sighing Flowers/Poem of Sorrow" by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty
Since it is late to go to school in search of spring, there is no need to be melancholy and resentful.
The strong wind shed all the crimson color, and the green leaves turned into shades and covered the branches.
Translation: It is too late to look for the beauty of spring, so that the flowers fade at the end of spring. There is no need to complain that the flowers bloom too early. The wind and rain changes in nature cause the flowers to wither. Spring has passed. The green leaves are luxuriant and the fruits are abundant. It is almost the harvest season.
2. "The Banyan Leaves Fallen in February in Liuzhou" written by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
The official affairs and thoughts are desolate, half-spring turns like autumn.
After the rain in the mountain city, all the flowers are gone, and the banyan leaves fill the courtyard with the cries of orioles.
Translation: The frustration in the officialdom and the worries of living in a foreign country came to my heart together. The scene in February seemed to be in the cold autumn, which made me feel sad. After the rain in the mountain city, the flowers withered. Banyan leaves fell all over the courtyard, and the cries of orioles seemed very noisy.
3. "Wild Walking" by Zhao Yi of the Qing Dynasty
The cold weather prompts me to change my kapok fur, and I lean on my stick to travel near the original work in the suburbs.
The autumn wind is nosy, red maple leaves and white hair.
Translation: The cold wind forced me to put on thick clothes and go to play in the nearby suburban wilderness. The autumn wind likes to be nosy. When it comes, it not only turns the maple leaves red, but also turns people's hair white.
4. "Lotus Plucking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face.
You can't see anyone entering the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song.
Translation: The green skirt of the lotus-picking girl blends into the fields of lotus leaves, as if one color, and the girl's face is hidden among the blooming lotus flowers, reflecting each other. He disappeared into the lotus pond and only realized someone was coming when he heard singing.
5. "For Farmers" by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty
Outside the smoke and dust in Jinli, there are eighty-nine families in Jiangcun.
The round lotus has small floating leaves, and the thin wheat has fallen light flowers.
Bu Zhai is from his old age, and he goes to the country on credit for farming.
I am ashamed to have missed the order, and I am not allowed to ask about cinnabar.
Translation: Jinguan City is outside the war, and there are eight or nine families in Jiangcun. The round new lotus leaves float quietly on the water, and the tender green wheat is already blooming gently. I really want to find a house where I can live my whole life and work in the fields far away from Chang'an. I feel ashamed that I cannot be like Ge Hong, who abandons all worldly things and seeks immortality and medicine.