Imitate ancient styles/art forms
When it rained in mid-spring, it began to thunder in the east corner.
Everyone is lurking, and everything is suitable.
Yan, the new arrival, both of them came into my house.
The first nest is still there, and Xiang will return to his former residence.
That door has been abandoned since we broke up.
My heart is steadfast. What about your mood?
【 Northern Zhou Dynasty 】 ① Yuxin
Chinese plum
In the twelfth month and a half, I already feel the plum blossoms.
I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.
The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold.
If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list.
[Tang] 1 Song He
willow
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.
[Tang] Meng Haoran 1 Song
Spring Morning
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
[Tang] Wang Wei 1 first
Niaomingjian
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
[Tang] Two Poems by Li Bai
It is not a good thing to visit Taoist priests in Daitianshan Mountain.
In the barking of dogs, peach blossoms are thick.
See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't ring the bell at noon.
Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks.
No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose.
Yellow Crane Tower —— Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
[Tang] Two Poems by Du Fu
Quatrain
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
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.
[Tang] 1 Song Hanyu
Early Spring in the Capital: Arriving at Zhangji
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
[Tang] 1 Liu Yuxi
Heiweipai
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
[Tang] Two Poems by Bai Juyi
Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
A few early warblers compete for warm trees. Who believes that swallows peck at spring mud?
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Say goodbye to the ancient grassland
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.
[Tang] Liu Zongyuan 1 first
Even on the fallen leaves of February figs in Liuzhou.
The official feeling is full of sadness, and spring and a half turn into autumn mystery.
The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.
[Tang] 1 Li Hequ
Nanyuan
The village faces the path, and the smoke grows wet at night.
Liu Hua surprised the snow pool, and the wheat rain rose to the stream field.
The ancient temples are sparse, and the distant haze breaks the moon.
The sand head knocks on Shi Huo, and the bamboo pole burns the fishing boat.
[Tang] Two Poems by Du Mu
Jiangnanchun
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Qingming Festival
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
[Northern Song Dynasty] 2 poems by Ouyang Xiu
Play with Yuan Zhen.
There is no doubt that there are no flowers in the mountain city in February.
There are oranges in the residual snow, and the freezing thunder scared the bamboo shoots to sprout.
Homesick at night, disgusting during the New Year.
I used to be a guest in Luoyang, but Ye Fang didn't have to be late.
Fengle Pavilion has spring.
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
[Northern Song Dynasty] 2 poems by Wang Anshi
The first day of the lunar month
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
Boarded Guazhou
Guazhou is at the mouth of Beijing, separated by several mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
[Northern Song Dynasty] Cheng Hao 1 first
Occasionally in spring
There were faint clouds in the sky, and the wind blew on my face. At this time, it was noon, and I walked through the flowers and along the green willows, and unconsciously came to the river.
At that time, people didn't understand my inner happiness at this moment, thinking that I was learning from young people and taking advantage of the good opportunity to steal.
Two poems by Su Shi in Northern Song Dynasty
Hui Chong Chunjiang Xiaojing
Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are two or three, and the spring water warms the duck prophet.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
Xincheng daozhong
Dongfeng knew that I was going hiking and blew away the rain accumulated between the eaves.
Clouds on the ridge are covered with floc hats, and bronze finches are hung on the trees on the first day.
Wild peaches and bamboo hedges are short, and streams and willows shake sand and clear water.
Xiqiao people should be the happiest, cooking sunflower and burning bamboo shoots for spring ploughing.
【 Southern Song Dynasty 】 ① Lu You
Youshan west village
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.
[Southern Song Dynasty] Fan Chengda 1 first
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
The earth paste is constantly urged by the rain, and thousands of flowers bloom a day.
Out of the house, the boundary is still green and beautiful, and the neighbor's whip bamboo shoots come over the wall.
[Southern Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli 1 first
Su Xinshi xugong branch
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
【 Southern Song Dynasty 】 ① Zhu
spring
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
[Southern Song Dynasty] 1 a song by Dai Fugu
Huaicun village Hou Bing
Momo flowers have no owner, and tobacco has no night crow.
Several old wells are surrounded by ruins and have always been people.
[Yuan] Yuan Haowen 1 Song
The same generation has not yet opened Haitang.
Layers of leaves grow between the new branches of begonia, and the little buds hidden in them glow a little red.
Cherish your heart and don't spit lightly. Call peaches and plums spring breeze.