We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran passes by the old village)
Peach is full of rain and willow green is full of smoke. (Wang Wei's pastoral music)
Fishing in Green Bay in spring and apricot blossom in spring. (Chu Guangxi Yuwan)
I know that spring is blooming tonight, and insects are singing through the green screen window. (Liu Yueye)
Red fragrant green bamboo shoots are the only way, even if there are crying apes, it is quiet. (Dai Shulun sent someone to visit Lingnan)
Jinjiang West is green with smoke, and Xinyu Shantou is ripe with litchi. (Jill Zhang Chengdu Qu)
The evening drizzle fell on the village by the river, and the vendors in the green forest knew about it at night (Li Jieren greeted the night walkers in the sand house at the well site).
Thousands of miles of Ti Ying are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags. (Du Mu Jiang Nanchun)
The trees grow dark in summer, and the balcony reflects the pond. (Summer Gao Pian Mountain Pavilion)
Zhangji in Chengdu District
In full of green, a large area of water west of Jinjiang, litchi on the hillside ripens after rain.
There are many restaurants near Wan Li Bridge. Who do tourists like to stay in?
Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good,
The scenery used to be familiar.
At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
In spring, the river is as green as blue.
Can you not remember Jiangnan?
Duchunmu Jiangnan
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.
In autumn, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sand is nameless.
The lonely village is in the setting sun, and the old tree is in the west of Western jackdaw.
Under the small Fei Ying, there are green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Untitled Chen jiamou
There used to be people in front of Shishi Mountain, and the Wu Palace has been rebuilt several times.
In recent years, there has been a moon near Lushu village, and I have been dreaming of Qingxi in the middle of the night.
The hay falls with the eyebrows, and the flying flowers chase the cuckoo.
Where is Xixia? Bai Zhu is bright, and Roche is nearby.
Farewell to Wang Wei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
Spring grass is green every year, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Yong' e Wang Luobin
Goose, goose, goose
Xiang Tiange.
White hair floating green water,
The red palm clears the waves.
Caisang folk songs
Silkworms are born in March and spring mulberry is full of green.
Daughter picks spring mulberry, and the song is blown as spring music.
Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
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.
Send Guo Sicang to Wang Changling.
On the spring night, the Huaihe River helped each other and loved each other. I kept Guo Sicang coming again and again.
The bright moon follows the rafters, and the spring tide is deep every night.
Juyuan Yang in early spring is in the east of the city.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out.
Beginning of spring occasionally became Zhang Shi.
There is little frost at the end of the year, and the vegetation knows spring.
I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven.
From Jinling to Du with Lu Cheng in early spring.
Only those who are far away from home are particularly sensitive to the change of natural phenology.
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving.
I saw an oriole flying in the warm air and the clear light turned green.
Suddenly I heard that simple melody you sang, which made people cry.
Wang Wan, the next berth of Beibao Mountain.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Beishan Wang Anshi
Beishan lost its green and rose to the horizontal pool, and went straight to the pool.
Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late.
Cao Xi in the spring dusk
In the late spring, no one has asked about the fallen flowers on the road, only the shade is boundless and boundless.
The orioles in the Woods stopped crying, but came to the pond covered with grass alone to listen to the frogs.
Weng Juan in April in the countryside.
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
Wanghuanshan scenic spot
Sanqing Gaoling is located in the east and west, and the scenery on the ridge is panoramic.
Thousands of hectares of green land are as flat as palms, and spring rains move and spring ploughs.
Wanghuanshan scenic spot
Sanqing Gaoling is located in the east and west, and the scenery on the ridge is panoramic.
Thousands of hectares of green land are as flat as palms, and spring rains move and spring ploughs.