Jiang Nanchun
Du Mu
Thousands of miles away, the orioles sing and the green reflects the red,
Shui Village Mountain Guo Wine Flag Wind.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty,
How many towers are in the mist and rain.
Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran)
Spring sleeps without realizing the dawn,
I hear birds singing everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain comes at night,
How many flowers do you know about falling flowers
An ancient poem describing spring
Ode to Willows (He Zhizhang)
Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree,
Thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
An ancient poem describing spring
< p>Love the rain on a spring night (Du Fu)Good rain knows the season,
When spring happens.
Sneak into the night with the wind,
Moisturizing things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds,
The river boat fires are only bright.
Look at the red and wet places at dawn,
Flowers are heavy in Jinguancheng.
An ancient poem describing spring
Birds singing in the stream (Wang Wei)
When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall,
The night is quiet in the spring mountain sky.
The moonrise scares the mountain birds,
The time is singing in the spring stream.
Ancient poems describing spring
Qingming Festival (Du Mu)
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival.
Pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
May I ask where the restaurant is?
The shepherd boy Pointing to Xinghua Village in the distance.
An ancient poem describing spring
Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
Four months in the world are full of beauty,
Mountain Temple The peach blossoms are beginning to bloom.
Eternally regretting the return of spring, there is no place to look for.
I don’t know where to turn.
Ancient poems describing spring
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass and trees know that spring will soon return,
All kinds of red and purple compete with the beauty.
The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thought,
Only the sky is full of snow.
An ancient poem describing spring
In early spring, Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water (Han Yu)
The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp,
The color of grass can be seen from a distance, but there is nothing up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
Description of spring Ancient Poetry
Chunxing (Wu Yuanheng)
The willows are overcast and the drizzle is clear,
The remaining flowers have fallen and all the wandering orioles can be seen.
A night of spring breeze Blowing dreams of hometown,
Following the spring breeze to Luocheng.
An ancient poem describing spring
Inscribed on Nanzhuang (Cui Hu) of the capital city
Last year, today in this door,
the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color.
The human face did not know where to go,
the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze.
< p>Ancient poems describing springQuatrains (Du Fu)
Chiri River and mountains are beautiful,
The spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The mud melts and flies. Swallows,
Mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.
An ancient poem describing spring
Looking for flowers alone by the river (Du Fu)
Huang Si’s natal family The pedestals are full of flowers,
Thousands of them weigh down the branches.
The butterflies dance all the time,
The orioles are just singing.