Poems praising, praising, hurting and cherishing spring

Wing Chun: Xiao Chunchun's morning, when I woke up, I was in a happy mood, and birds were singing all around, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. . . . . . . . Liu Yong (He)

Jasper dressed up as a tree,

Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)

When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,

The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.

The moon is full of surprises,

It rings in the spring stream.

. . . . . . . . Jueju (Du Fu)

Later that day, Jiang,

Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.

Muddy swallows,

The sand warms the sleeping mandarin duck.

. . . . . . . . . Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu)

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

The charming warbler chirps.

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The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,

The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.

The biggest advantage is that one spring,

It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city. . . . . . . . . . Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)

Good rain knows its correct time;

When spring comes.

The wind blows its mouth at night;

Moisturize things silently.

Dark clouds filled the wild lane;

The fire of a river boat is unique.

Dawn sees saturated red;

Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.

. . . . . . . Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)

The world in April is full of beauty,

Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,

I don't know how it got like this. . . . . . . . . . Injury to spring: rainy and sunny

Before it rains, flowers appear first, and after it rains, there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves.

Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door. . . . . . . . . . . . . Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)

On this day last year, in this door,

Peach blossoms set each other off in red.

People don't know where to go,

Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

. . . . . . . . . Maoliu

A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. . . . . . . . . . . willow

When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.

Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Liu Xin

The wind can't shake, the color is new, and the waist is envious.

The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.

A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.

More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . Xichun: Witch hazel

I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth. When the flowers should be folded, we should fold them quickly, and don't wait for the flowers to wither before folding one. . . . . . . . willow

I used to chase the east wind, just like a dancer dancing at a banquet. It was a spring full of flowers, and people were playing in Leyuan Scenic Area.

How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene.