An ancient poem describing March 65438 +0 March 3.
Author: 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.
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.
On March 3rd, there were four West Lake Third Bridge.
Author: Fang Hui
In the first month, Qiaoxi sells restaurants, and the grass is sprouting at the beginning of the willow.
Once again, red and purple will follow the wind and rain, and there will still be wild yellow camellias.
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.
Walk to Xingting Pavilion on March 13th.
Author: Huang Yanping
I don't know who the meditation room is for, but this bamboo path runs through Hua Die.
Looking at the mountain coldly, the tree is full of thoughts.
The breeze is better than the sky.
Why are countless branches separated from the flute and drum after watching the world of mortals pollute people?
In March, 14 came to pay salt township, long live, and searched for rice hidden tax home for dinner.
Author: Huang Tingjian
The beauty of the secluded bush can be picked up, and the cake chrysanthemum seedlings are deeply filled with soup.
Since ancient times, drinking ice and eating tillers, the fragrance of spring grass is pervasive.
March is a dark day.
Author: Jiang Hui
One year, I believe the rain will kill me, but what about this?
Leaning on the threshold suddenly surprised the new green and dark, sweeping the porch is more precious than falling red.
When spring comes back, only birds can feel it. After enough sleep, the sun will cast a shadow from the canal.
Spare time is useful, but no idle guest is willing to spend it.
On March 1 day, I went to Nanshan Taoyuan with my kindness of nowhere to escape.
Author: Lu Wengui
White clouds rise from Nanshan, follow me to the brook garden.
The gardener is hoeing the ground, and the seasonal girl answers the door.
Picking springs for fragrant teas and sweeping stones for leisure.
People are still singing, and spring is blooming.
The moth eyebrow reflects the bamboo, and the mask is charming.
I am close to Baiyun, so I dare not visit Taoyuan.
On a dark day in March
Author: Qin Guan
Festivals promote each other's new ideas, and spoony children keep spring.
Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Mu is cute.
On March 3rd, the rain made me feel bored.
Author: Yang Wanli
There are no flowers in the village, and if there are flowers, we are only worried about them.
It is better to lie down and listen to the spring rain, which is noisy and sparse.
An ancient poem describing March 2nd 1: The short eaves were covered with ancient trees, and the wooden sticks helped me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -"Jueju" by Monk Zhinan
On the way to the white clouds, by the spring of the bluest river.
3. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo in the sun are three or two, and duck prophets in spring water heating. -Su Shi
4: When will the swallow fly back? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. When the spring rain breaks, people can't cross the bridge, but the boat supports Liu Yin. -Xu Fu's Spring Tour on the Lake
Figure 5: Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
6. Spring is a season full of vitality, and it is also a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.
7: The weather is sunny and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints"
8: Spring brings rain and flowers, and spring brings flowers to move mountains. I went deep into the stream, and countless orioles were singing. -Qin Guan's "Many Things Grind in Dreams"
9: A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, lovely deep red loves light red?
10: Spring grass grows in the pond, and garden willows turn into songbirds. Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Pool Upstairs" in Southern Song Dynasty
1 1: Their embroidered silk robes sparkle in the spring sun, and they are a golden peacock and a silver unicorn. Du Fu in Spring
12: Susu tidbits are late and Feifei lycopene is light. In spring, the days are long and the males are far away. -Tang Du Fu's Spring Festival travel rush Fever
13: Every grass and tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.
14: Fang Hangyan, waiting for the pavilion to make trouble.
15: At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Recalling Jiangnan")
16: Let those lovers walk on me.
17: Cloud Ran Ran sends Chunhua, but I'm afraid it will be cold in spring and the setting sun. How much rain can you hear overnight? All the flowers will fall in the morning.
18: Listen to the sound of the waves and look up at 60 poems describing the spring of March.
19: the east wind enters the courtyard from time to time, and thousands of willows go west.
20: Alone, grass grows on the shore, and orioles sing on the trees. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.
2 1: The flowers in the forest have been swept down and the grass is still growing.
22: Xianyang February and March, Gong Liu Jinzhi
23: Grandpa sent away the cold of the earth in winter, and Miss Spring came to the world with light steps. The scenery in spring is very beautiful, just like a vivid painting.
24: This is a description of the scenery in the Qingming Festival.
25: Spring tides bring rain late and come in a hurry, and there is no boat to cross the wild. -Wei
26: Jianghan spring breeze, the frost has been removed last night.
On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off.
In the spring of February and March, grass is the same color as water. Yu Zhu, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu.
29: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. -Du Fu's quatrains
The flowers in the forest are swept away, but the grass is still alive.
3 1: Spring grass grows in a long pond, and garden willows become songbirds. -Xie Lingyun's Climbing the Pool Upstairs in Southern Song Dynasty
32: The grass tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples beat Fang Fei. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. -Han Yu's Late Spring
On the third day of March, the weather was fine, and many beautiful women were walking along the Chang 'an River.
34: The gray head will be sad for the fallen flowers, and Yun Lan will be jealous of the cheerful birds. -Don Cen Can's news review Du Fu in his office in the left court.
35: "Climbing the Pool Upstairs" Xie Lingyun in Southern Song Dynasty
36: It was a fine night, and 10,000 new flowers were planted.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts touch peace in the pond. -Chang Jian's "Zen State after Broken Mountain Temple"
38: Jiang Caoqi, the Six Dynasties was like a dream and a bird was crying in the air. -Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng"
39. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches (Wang Wei's acacia).
40: Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. (Zhang "Yu Gezi")
The ancient poem describing March is 3 1. Clouds need clothes, flowers need capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show wealth. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Yi
2, singing and dancing swallows, red on the bridge. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Bai Pu's Jing Tian Sha Chun
3. I don't know the West Lake in a spring. The source of ancient poetry —— Xu Yi's backyard flower, I don't know the West Lake in a spring.
4. Always have your own spring breeze. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Wang Anshi's "The Fisherman is Proud and the Bridge is Safe"
5, the spring breeze knows that it is not bitter, and it is not green. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Li Bai's Old Laoting
6, the night rain even the water plants in the second spring, the charming clouds are warm and bright. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Su Shunqin's Journey to Canglang Pavilion in the Qing Dynasty
7. Who is as shallow as the spring breeze? The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Yan's Young Beauty Land
8. The east wind returns with the spring and sends me flowers on the branches. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Li Bai's Memories of Sunset in the Mountains
9. Draw a flying swallow in the shadow of the building. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Xie Yi's Butterfly Lovers, Cardamom and Koharu
The grass turns green again in spring, but ah, my friend's prince, what about you? ? The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Wang Wei's Farewell
An ancient poem describing March: 4 1, fragrant trees fall without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Li Hua's Spring Tour
2. In mid-spring in Nanyuan, the wind is very strong and it smells like Ma Si. The source of ancient poetry-Ruan Langgui by Ouyang Xiu and Spring Tour by Nanyuan.
My friend's prince, spring has passed, but you are still here. What does it matter? . The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
4. Nature may be intentional. On the Origin of Ancient Poems —— Li Qingzhao's "Fisherman is proud of snow, knowing the truth in spring"
5, longer than the spring dream, like autumn clouds. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Yan Shu's "After Magnolia and Hongyan, Orioles Return"
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Du Fu's Spring Hope
7. Who will accompany you on the levee? Spring mud is half a flower. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Gong Dou's "Xiangyang Cold Food Sent to Yu Wenji"
8. This spring has passed again. When is the year of return? The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Du Fu's two quatrains
9. Rest near Xiaogan, and the sunset is infinite. On the Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Bodhisattva Man, Spring Clouds Blow away the Rain in Hunan Curtain by Nalan Xingde
The ancient poem describing March is 5 1. The wind returns to the courtyard, and the willow eyes continue to spring. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Li Yu's Feng Wu Lv
2. Flying in pairs, meeting strangers? Stir up spring worries like catkins. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Where to Go in a Few Days by Feng Yansi
3. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to come up. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Su Shi's Spring Flowers in Hui Chong
4, the face of the waning moon is bright, don't cry. The Source of Ancient Poems —— Niu Xiji's "I want to collect the smoke in the spring"
At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Bai Juyi's Three Memories of Jiangnan
6. Swallow and fly, where is Wen Chun? Only the pond is beautiful. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Huang Liu, Empty City, Small Corner by Jiang Kui
7. When will you go back to Zhejiang Chao? No one knows how many bridges you have crossed on the cherry blossoms. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Two Selected Poems of Su Shi's Talented Person
8. Xiaofeng urged me to hang the sail, and the green rose and the shore was flat in spring. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Cha Shen Xing's Little Orchard Lake
9. The old hatred in Chunjiang keeps flowing, and the new hatred in Yunshan is a thousand times. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Xin Qiji's Niannujiao Liu Shudong Village Wall
10, I swam to Mingyuan, and I quickly reported it to Chunzhi. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Wu Zetian's La Ri Xuan Zhao Xing Shang Yuan
The ancient poems describe March 6th 1, Chunshu in Weibei and sunset glow in Jiangdong. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Du Fu's Spring Memories of Li Bai
2, acacia does not look at each other, who will come in spring. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— A Couple of Flowers in the Tang Dynasty by Nalan Xingde
Goose and duck don't know that spring is over, and running water competes for peach blossoms. The Origin of Ancient Poems —— Chao Chongzhi's Spring, Yinyinxi, Curved Green.
On March 30th, it was occupied. After all, spring is back. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Zhuang Kun's Dingfengbo: Follow Me for Books
5, the beast furnace sinks hookah, and the green marsh is broken. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong Chun Qing
6. The spring waters in Jinqiao flooded Xia Hong, and the breeze blew on the shore. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Tao Yong's "Looking at Spring in Tianjin Bridge"
7. The setting sun on the city draws a corner of sorrow, and the Shen Garden is not a pool. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, which used to be a stunning photo. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Lu You's Two Gods
8. Butterflies wear threshold dances, and curtains are rolled up at night to drain the rain. The Origin of Ancient Poetry —— Mao Xizhen's "Twilight in a Pure and Wide World"
9. The wind wakes up in the corner of the building. The Source of Ancient Poetry —— Zhang Xian's Spring Thoughts
10, the spring breeze is ten miles in Yangzhou Road, so it's best to roll up the bead curtain. The source of ancient poems-more than thirteen farewell poems by Du Mu.
An ancient poem describing Liang Zhu Song Ouyang Xiu on March 7th.
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March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Mulan tree
Qingyang grass Changting road, easy to walk when young.
The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the Way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
How deep is the patio? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
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