Write the spring poem "beginning of spring on the seventh day of the first month".
Tangluoyin
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten thousand trees sprouted today.
In the distant sky, the geese flew away, and the fish swam near the water and froze.
The first sentence consists of seven numbers. It not only implies that the seventh day of the first month is a human day, but also expresses the poet's feeling as if he were counting with his fingers, expecting and cheering the arrival of beginning of spring. Popular and lively, unique.
Beginning of Spring
Tangweizhuang
Di Qing from the East arrived late, and the warm smoke was gently blown up by the breeze.
I felt it before the robe-wearing childe, but I didn't know it until the beauty in brocade account dreamed.
At first, red cabbage, colorful flags and poplars were opened in the snow garden.
Earnestly compose Yichun music, the topic is the notes embroidered on flowers.
Spring comes to the world as a prophet of vegetation, and the spring breeze warms the smoke and dreams lightly, and the porch drinks songs in spring.
Spring snow
Tang hanyu
The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds.
Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.
People can still wait for the late spring scenery, which can be seen from the grass buds in February, but Snow White can't wait any longer and has become a scene of spring scenery.
Snow in beginning of spring begins in the morning.
Don Zhang Jiuling
Suddenly, it snowed in Lin Ting and Hua Yao blossomed everywhere.
This year's welcome began, and last night was accompanied by spring return.
Bamboo in front of the window and plum in the yard.
In the eastern suburbs, you should see the Five Gods.
Beginning of spring is covered with snow, plum and bamboo, like jade and flowers, and it has a special taste.
When beginning of spring was an ancient man, he had a habit of offering sacrifices to five gods. The "Five Gods" in the poem refer to Gou Mang, Zhu Rong, Hou Di, Ru Shou and Xuan Ming, with Hou Di in the middle and the other four gods in charge of spring, summer, autumn and winter respectively.
The system of offering peace and holy colored flowers in the inner hall of the spring banquet.
Tang Shangguan Waner
Dense leaves spit because of cutting, and new flowers are relaxing.
Although climbing the bar is correct, the pick is empty.
Spring comes from the sun, and autumn is not willing to be sparse.
Excuse me, Tao Li, what is chaos?
This poem was written after Shangguan Waner became a woman in Li Xian. One early spring, Wan'er accompanied Wu Zetian in a parade in the garden. Wu Zetian, who had not seen for a long time, was puzzled by the vibrant scene in the garden. He asked Wan'er to write a poem to cater to this scene. When hearing Wan'er's lyric poems, Wu Zetian never imagined that the brilliant spring scenery, crystal green and soft catkins in Wan'er's eyes had lost their poetry.
Writing Prose on Spring When the distant mountain faded golden yellow overnight and put on a green coat, a voice kept echoing in my ear: winter slowly left, and spring came quietly.
The yellow river two days ago, after the intermittent spring rain, the ice slag gradually melted and quietly turned into shiny jade; The willows by the river, swept by the breeze, are more like plump women, washing and combing the green silk tapestries.
The twelfth lunar month is almost over, and spring will come soon. The warm sunshine falls on everyone, which makes people feel very warm and seems to drive away all the cold. This is the first month, and the weather is getting warmer and warmer. According to the Book of Changes, the first month is a Thai hexagram, and there are three yang in the hexagram words, which means that winter goes and spring comes, which means auspiciousness, so there is a saying that the three yang in the first month opens Thailand.
In the first month, a thin piece of rice skin is rolled with sweet wormwood, leek, green vegetables, houttuynia cordata, vermicelli, bean curd skin, fried soybeans, shallots, peppers, soy sauce, sour vinegar and other foods and seasonings to make a flavor snack called Spring Roll. Folk eating spring rolls means biting spring, which means welcoming spring. Lu You's poem Spring Festival is New is about the folk custom of eating spring rolls to welcome spring. People give spring a beautiful meaning, which is not only a wish, but also a green mood in spring. The first month in my hometown was sunny, unlike the snow in the north. In the warmth, the idea of embracing spring arises spontaneously: I want to see if the vegetation on the mountain is green and the flowers are in bloom.
I like it all year round, but I have a soft spot for spring. Many literati's works vividly depict spring.
Spring is an ice beauty who has been sleeping for a long time. The ice and snow on the earth gradually melted, the dry soil was moistened by the ice and snow that melted into water, and the grass crept out of the soil quietly. Trees will also spit out bright green from dead branches when you are not paying attention. In spring, the first thing that catches your eye is plum blossom, pear flower and magnolia flower covered with branches like snowflakes. As white as jade, it often reminds you of the past winter, and even suspects that it is snow-white given. Maybe it's the memory of winter. Often the first flowers are mostly white. Perhaps after experiencing the cold test and the baptism of ice and snow, they can appear more elegant in the warm spring breeze.
It's good to wear a court tree as a flying flower when the snow comes in late spring. It is after this deep sleep of ice and snow that spring becomes more charming and unique in Leng Yan. She is not like a woman with heavy makeup, she can be seen everywhere; But you have to look carefully to find it.
Loving and embracing spring is not wishful thinking, but a mind seeking peace in impetuous prosperity. Isn't it? Spring is like an orchid, quietly blooming in a quiet valley. Even if no one knows it, we should fully show its most beautiful side and add a touch of charm to nature. It is more like an ice-breaking gurgling stream, which has crossed many gullies and bumps, just to moisten the withered and yellow plants and make them wither as soon as possible and change into the green of life. If flowers are the color of spring, then the sounds of birds, the whispers of the wind and the whispers of insects are the sounds of spring. In order to embrace spring, beginning of spring later bought a birdcage with voice-activated birds in the flower and bird market. As long as there is sound, there will be all kinds of bird songs: larks sing like melodious songs, cuckoos sing like women in boudoir who are too low to come out for a long time, and cuckoos sing as tears to prove their singleness. ...
Although it is an electronic bird's song, it occasionally calls the birds passing by on the roof to respond to the electronic bird and makes one or two light and leisurely ticks.
There must be flowers in the sound of birds; And flowers, of course, there are bees buzzing nectar, as well as dancing butterflies, flapping sound, trivial, slender. If you are lucky enough to linger in the green hills where springs are flowing, you can lean against an old tree that just spit green, sit on the carpet-like lawn, touch the grass, rub a stone on the side of the mountain, and smell the long-lost underwater sound, rustling wind and squeaking insects ... Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. People often say that spring rain is like cow hair, like a filament, like a silver needle. I think it is more like a melody that can be seen and touched.
Isn't it? You see, the misty rain outside the window is dancing in pieces. All this is like a beautiful note lingering in the air, more like a soft melody in the bass area, as if telling the idea of spring in silence. And the spring rain in front of me, like the gentle notes in the alto, swayed on the computer keyboard, and my heart followed this gentle melody to this quiet and cool spring.
The spring rain coming from the face seems to be a note that touches the heartstrings in the high-pitched area, or a gully and floating clouds that gather and disperse. You are intoxicated in the distance and let a helpless farewell song flow from the fingertips of silent love. A person walking in the continuous drizzle, let the drizzle gently kiss your cheeks and lips and caress your neck, just like a delicate and gentle melody stretching longer and longer in the spring rain, like water-like smooth notes pouring down from the sky, or quietly elegant and deep, or mellow and distant, lightly and smartly infiltrating into the spring sky, touching your deep feelings and attachment.
The ancient bright moon washed by the spring rain in front of the window is like an elderly loving mother calling for a long-lost wanderer; Look at the budding flowers, moistened by spring rain and morning dew, just like a newly married young woman missing her long-lost husband.
The continuous spring rain, like a smooth and elegant melody, is filled with quiet and peaceful thoughts, crosses time and space and national boundaries, interacts with the soul, and rises from the bottom of my heart with ripples of tenderness and relief. "Spring Breeze" is a poem that once slept among the people, played labor songs and folk songs, and was fortunate enough to step into the Book of Songs. It walks through Huanggang in winter and brings the message of spring fragrance. Therefore, in the spirit level, the spring breeze is rising from morning till night, and the green day is getting deeper and deeper. Spring breeze blows away the cold in the north of Saibei, blows green the withered and yellow branches in the south of the Yangtze River, softens the stiff branches, reads all the mountains and rivers, green grass and flowers, and expresses calligraphy and painting:
Winter goes and spring comes, willow green and river wind wrinkles. Light steps come to the world, peach blossoms and apricot blossoms are branches.
The spring breeze warms Chun Xue like a loving mother's hand.
The long grass warbler flies a kite, and a piece of plain paper is green.
The considerate woman's spring breeze not only dispels the cold, but also warms all the residual ice, whitens the skin tanned by the summer sun, soothes the soul frightened by Xia Lei, smoothes the heart cooled by the autumn frost, and brings the fragrance of spring flowers and the smell of earth. Chunfeng is a selfless fairy who comes from nine days away. When the spring is chilly, the beautiful fairy first smiles shyly, beats plum blossoms in the ice, and then makes pears, plums, apricots and peach blossoms full of branches.
In the fertile soil surrounded by green hills in the distance, spinach, leeks, onions, garlic, ginger, cabbage, and those oily early rice ears in the field dotted with clear water are all whispering happily: the spring breeze hugged me and kissed me!
The little girl who watched her parents working in the fields also sang happily in the spring breeze: Where is spring? Where is spring? Spring is in the green mountains. There are red flowers here, green grass here, and little orioles who can sing ... winter goes and spring comes, and there is a trace of heart shadow, as rare as white bamboo shoots, and the spring rhyme of forest and rain is full of ears. I know that this is the heart language that embraces spring, the sweetness in my heart, the echo of the never-ending bell, and even more.
Embrace spring, just like the first blush of dawn. Early in the morning, the early birds, which are out of reach, twitter and flap their wings on the green branches, adding poetic reverie to spring, which is a quiet and complicated beauty. This beauty is a gift from autumn and winter to spring. ...