In May, the pomegranate shines brightly, grows among the branches and begins to grow.
Unfortunately, there are no horses and chariots here, and the moss is upside down.
Du Fu, a unique flower explorer by the river.
The river is annoyed by flowers, and there is nowhere to tell except madness.
Looking for a drinking buddy in the south, after ten days, I went out to drink alone in bed.
Fear of the river among flowers, fear of spring when walking in danger.
Poetry and wine can still be driven, and you don't have to take care of the white-headed people.
There are two or three quiet families in Shenjiang, with red flowers reflecting white flowers.
Enjoy the spring scenery, know where it is going, and die with wine.
Looking eastward, there are few tall buildings full of smoke and flowers.
Who can bring wine, turn on the golden lantern and call the beauty dance and embroidery feast?
Miss Huang faces the river in front of the tower, feeling lazy and sleepy in the spring breeze.
Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.
Butterflies are dancing all the time, and charming songbirds just crow.
Love flowers don't want to die, but they are afraid to spend all their years urging each other.
Branches are easy to fall, and young leaves are discussed in detail.
Yang Wanli came out from Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang off.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
He Zhang zhi Liu Yong
Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
I wonder who cut the spring breeze in February like scissors.
Zhenggu Liu Yong
Half a smoke and half a rain river bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.
You will leave people with infinite intentions, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.
Bai Juyi bid farewell to the ancient grassland.
As each season comes and goes, the endless grass on the plain
They grew taller in the spring breeze, and wildfire never completely swallowed them up.
Arriving at the crumbling gate, they are sweet and pressed on the ancient highway.
I heard them sigh behind you, oh, my friend's prince, you left again.
Han Yu became a member of the Ministry of Water Resources in early spring.
It's raining like crisp grass, but it's far away.
Most importantly, the benefits of spring are better than the emperor's eyes full of smoke and willow.
Meng Haoran Xiao Chun
In the spring morning, I woke up in a happy mood, surrounded by birds singing.
I wonder how many flowers were broken, but now I remember that night, that storm.
Su Chongchun Jiangjiaojing
Zhu Wai Tao Hua San Liang Zhi Chunjiang Water Heating Duck Prophet
Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to come up.
Lin bu shan yuan Xiao mei
All the fragrant flowers sway to the small garden, and the faint fragrance drifts away at dusk.
The frost bird wants to see first, and the butterfly likes to know each other. Fortunately, there is a whisper, not sandalwood.
Xie Fangde Huaying (Su Shi, doubt, solution)
Not even a few sweeps on the Yao platform.
Just cleaned up by the sun, but taught the moon to send it to the future.
These are basically poems, and there are some subtle sentences in the poems. I'll copy some words for you from other places, I hope it won't affect your grade (* _ _ *) hee hee. ...
Poetry is everywhere, and there is something at any time —— Ling Mei by Song Dodge.
Flowers are flying all over the sky in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty
If you break a stick of incense in your hand, there will be nothing in the world —— Wang Song Anshi's Melon Melon Song
Young poplars are lighter, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring —— Qi's Jade House in Spring
Spring can't close the garden, but an apricot can't get out of the wall —— Ye Song Shaoweng's The Duty of the Garden
Waiting to see the east wind is always spring-spring day in Song Zhuxi.
The river is red as fire at sunrise and blue as spring —— Tang Bai Juyi's memory of Jiangnan
A little green, a little red, touching spring scenery-Wang Song Anshi's Singing Pomegranate Flowers
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers —— Song Luyou's The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an
Peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain in the city, while spring is flowing —— The Partridge Sky by Qi Ji of Song Xin. Dai Fu "
Flowers don't lift the ban, and poetry is in chaos —— Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Sand
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu
There is much grass in the south of the Yangtze River in February, and it is drizzling in spring —— Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
Helpless flowers fall, familiar faces return-Shu's "Huanxisha".
It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that a hundred flowers blossom without flowers-Chrysanthemum by Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.
There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red —— Jin Yuanhao asked "Haitang has not opened in the same generation"
Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves are sweet! -Jiangnan, a folk song of Han Yuefu.
Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly was already standing on his head —— Xiao Chi in Song Yangwan's Fifty-three.
The leaves are dry and rainy in Chuyang, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke —— Su Curtain Covered by Song Zhou Bangyan.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February —— Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
There are plenty of grass in the sea —— Shi's Dead
Cicada makes the forest quiet, but Tonamiyama is more hidden. -Southern Dynasties Liang and Wang Ji "In Ruoyexi".
Birds in the river are not only white, but mountains are green and white —— Two quatrains of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
Flowers are getting more and more attractive, but shallow grass can't have horseshoes-Tang Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang
I can see butterflies deeply through the flowers, flying slowly-two Qujiang poems by Tang Du Fu