1. Selected Poems in March
spring
Du Fu
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks.
There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe.
With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
2. Selected Poems in March
Tell the truth, Dongfeng Liuyang wants green.
Yan Shu
The east wind willows are green. Misty rain, Chu Qing. Annoyed that he was sleeping soundly in the fragrant pavilion, he stirred up a warbler's cry.
Thin eyebrows and light waist. Make up overnight. Spring is fragrant, March is like the wind, and it is human.
3. Selected Poems in March
March 3
Bai Juyi
On the third day of March, the window screen of the painting hall brushed the eaves.
Lotus seeds taste several cups of cold wine, while philosophers try spring clothes.
Looking in the mirror in front of the pool reflects flowers on every household.
Pointing to Lounan to play with the new moon, Jade Hook has two slender hands.
4. Selected Poems in March
March
Hanhe
Yi Xingang thanked Tao Wei for combing her hair and serving cold dishes.
It's four o'clock in March, and I'll be a teenager as soon as I go.
5. Selected Poems in March
Welcome to Little Swallow
Tong Yong Tian min
Spring in March, ordinary people.
In order to welcome the new year, the old curtains are not covered.
The wings were wet with light rain, and the smell of mud bloomed.
The nest grew into a chick and stayed with it for many years.
6. Selected Poems in March
Yang Chunqu.
Huruotiao
Some new apricot trees are piled up in the soil like a painting screen, and now the house is hidden on the roof.
How many days can a spring be so bright and clear? The scenery in March is intoxicating, only suitable for eyes, not for sober appreciation.
Although the flowers are quiet, the bees have made honey, and although the rain has come, Yan has used it to adjust the nest mud.
I woke up very late under the sunshade window. Who woke me up? Outside the window are warblers singing in the morning.
Falling off like curtains are withered peaches, ten Li Long, and the shadows of trees.
All the people who drank flowers once in Luoyang said goodbye. Spring has gone, and bees and bees used to be busy picking flowers.
7. Selected Poems in March
Banquet words
Wang Zhihuan
Chu Qing in the small nursery is facing the wind, and peach blossoms are fragrant hills.
Seeing flowers has nothing to do with wine, and it takes twice as long as spring.
8. Selected Poems in March
Peaches in front of the court
Wei Zhuang
Low-walled wasteland has no neighbors, and it is pink in spring.
Sitting for a long time, the wind won't cover your face, and the light rain has already touched the towel at night.
Dare to look at the vulgar blue, as if there is a sentence moving red lips.
Every day, there is no homesickness, why do you see Qin people at this time?
9. Selected Poems in March
Visit Bian Shi Garden on March 13.
Author: Han Wei
The narrow diameter is deep with bamboo, and the embankment surface is flat.
When I opened the shade, I saw a green stream.
The fish swam out of the willow root and suddenly disappeared.
There's no need to rush the restaurant, the moonlight is white.
10. Selected Poems in March
It suddenly warmed up on March 4.
Author: Fan Chengda
Sunny, windy in the evening, feeling thin and loose at first sleep.
How catkins stick to mud, as warm as Huaiyin turns to noon.