Second, Huang's "White Grass" and Wan Li's "Intimacy"-Gan's "Song of Frontier Defense"
Third, at the end of the year, a hundred flowers blow, and Gorkon cracks —— Tang Du Fu's "Singing 500 words from Beijing to Fengxian/From Beijing to Fengxian"
Fourth, it rains on a sunny day, and grass grows in summer and autumn —— Tang He Zhangzhi's "The Army of Giving People away"
5. Cover up the cold and grow new-Tang Wu's New Year
Six, Yao Caohan died, transplanted to Cangjiangbin —— Tang Li Bai's "Send the Bell"
Seven, Xing Jun grass grows in April, willow flowers and peach blossoms are half muddy —— Qing Nalan Xingde's "Send a Sun Friend"
Eight, surrender at the gates, grass Bai Rushuang, bleak and sour-Wang Songliang Yuan's "Water Dragon Hidden, Huai Jiangzhou Smells the Imperial Palace Qin in the Middle of the Night"
Nine, the rain is faint, the grass lake falls, and the flowers fall on the Huangling Temple —— The Partridge by Don Zheng Gu
Ten, a cigarette in Sichuan, the wind in the city-Song He Zhu's Jade Case Lingbo Weihengtang Road
Eleven, the east wind blows green grass, the years change, and the guest is the old Cangzhou —— Close the "Romantic Son, the East Wind Blows Green Grass"
Twelve, near the green water, the autumn grass gathers on the stage, and both women travel-Song Si Wan Yong's "Three Episodes of Qingming Reflecting Records"
Thirteen, soft grass is new after the rain, the sand is light and the road is clean-stone "Huanxisha soft grass is new after the rain"
Fourteen, green branches and fallen flowers, knowing that children and grandchildren compete for grass-Song Fan Chengda's "Pastoral Miscellanies in Spring"
Fifteen, bleeding weeds, tassels of jackals-Tang Li Bai's "Ancient Style, Man"
Sixteen, the heart sees the spring grass, fearing the past life-Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems/Three Miscellaneous Chants"
17. Spring grass is green in Wan Li, leaving home at dusk in the border town —— Spring Grass by Don Zhang Xu.
Eighteen, the sunset grass trees, ordinary lanes, humanity sent slaves to live-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Never Meet Le Jingkou Gubeiting Nostalgia"
19. The grass is tender and short, and the ice is light and the rain disappears-Early Spring by Tang Sikong.
Twenty, autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, and Qiu Guang is long —— Cao Qingxue Qin's Generation Parting, Autumn Window Rainy Night
Twenty-one, can I follow your footsteps in the autumn grass, or only the setting sun passes through the bleak Woods? -Don Liu Changqing's On Passing Changsha Jia Yi's Home
Twenty-two, the plateau water changes, and the wind grows in the battlefield-Jin Yuanhao asked "What happened after the inauguration ceremony of Renchen in December"
Twenty-three, ripe apricot warm fragrant pear leaves old, grass pointed bamboo fence lock pool mark-Tang Li He's "South Garden"
Twenty-four, idle flowers and weeds are always innovative, and the eyebrows are wrinkled and the stems are uneven-Tang Gu Yun's Two Poems on the Willow
Twenty-five, a wave of smoke, lining Yunfu-Uncle Wu Song Ji's Xiao Zhongshan's Spring Sorrow
26, the situation is getting better and better, idle flowers and weeds are still flourishing, what will happen when the wind blows cypress trees? -Ming Yuqian's "The North Wind Blows"
Twenty-seven, fragrant grass like clouds and dusk —— Song Zhu Dunru's "Su Lian Gai Pecan Empty"
Twenty-eight, fragrant grass, still remember Jiang Nanan-Song Ouyang Xiu's "Passing Hua Lian, Painting Pavilion, Spring Comes Late"
Twenty-nine, Fine Grass Soft Shaxi Road, Light Horseshoe —— Shi's "The Meaning of Nan Gezi"
Thirty, Walk in front of the mountain spring and grass fragrance —— Zhang Song Fang Shu's "Huanxisha Walk in front of the mountain spring and grass fragrance"
Thirty-one, a thousand years of exposure to weeds, the season suddenly changes-When is the bright moon, and I will sing every night, which is unknown to Han.
Thirty-two Skillful blue heart, stealing grass nails, the east wind wants to block the new warmth-Songshi Dazu's "The First Branch of the East Wind, Wing Chun Snow"
Thirty-three, Hu Hancao, Tianjiao Cu Zhongyuan —— Tang Libai's "Xie An Dun in Northwest Cheng"
Thirty-four, the sky is getting dark, and the way home has been broken —— Song Liqing took a photo of "Dianjiang Lips and Boudoir Thoughts"
At the age of 35, the king's bones have been buried. Who will sweep the floor of the golden platform again? -Tang Li Bai's poem "Three Difficult Walks"
36. Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass is boundless in the long suburbs —— Song Ouyang Xiu's Spring Tour in Fengle Pavilion
Thirty-seven, autumn grass is cold in six dynasties, flowers and rain are empty-Zhu Qingyi's Selling Flowers, Yuhuatai
Thirty-eight, wild geese fly to the west, without accompanying grass-Tang Lizhong's "Zhong Ling does not smoke"
Thirty-nine, the wind blows paper money flying in the wilderness, and the ancient tombs are green with spring grass-Tang Bai Juyi's Cold Food and Wild Hope
Forty, when it is windy and rainy in the mystery, the grass is full of water-Song Yang Wanli's In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel
Forty-one, the basin mountain can't see the sun, and the vegetation is natural-Shi's "Dragon Boat Festival Zen Words"
Forty-two, the fragrance of falling plum blossoms is green-Song Yan Dao Ji's "The fragrance of falling plum blossoms"
Forty-three, the fragrant grass falls in the sun-Song Zhu Dunru's Broken Magnolia, Eight Flowers and Fan
Forty-four, the new color of Guifeng is sent to this thatched cottage-Tang Jiadao's "Don't send one person"
Forty-five, men nest in the Han Palace tree, women play Qin-Tang Libai's "White-headed Songs"
Forty-six, a small pond full of cicadas and hay-stone "Partridge Sky, Forest Discontinuous Mountain, Hidden Bamboo Wall"
Forty-seven, when the swallows know where, the moss is deep and the grass is dark-Yan's "High Balcony West Lake Chun Qing"
Forty-eight, no grass will not die, no wood will not wither —— The pre-Qin anonymous Xiao Ya Gu Feng.
Forty-nine, the evening grass fell in the Xigong Nangong, and the red leaves piled on the steps were not swept-Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Fifty thin pine shadows brushed the outdoor pulpit, and the grass blew the fragrance into my little cave —— inscribed in the Temple of Wandering Elves in the Tang and Han Dynasties.
Fifty-one, don't be lonely in the back alley, looking at the residual smoke —— Yu Linjiang Xian Cherry Blossoms Fall in Spring
Fifty-two, Zhu Lou leans against the fence, surrounded by grass everywhere-Songshi Jiujian's "Bufu, Give Le Wan a Prostitute"
Fifty-three, plum blossom fragrance on the snowy shore, spring mud and fragrant grass-Tang Du Fu accompanied Pei Deng Yueyang Tower
Fifty-four, snobbish and careless, who will visit you alone-Tang Zhu.
Fifty-five, leaving the table in a hurry, on the way in a hurry, but also worried about the standard-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Magnolia" is slow, send Zhang Zhonggu to the Shuaixing Garden.
Fifty-six, although the cups and plates are sloppy-Song Liqing took photos of "Death of Hua Lian Shang Zhao Si"
Fifty-seven, if you know the heart of two grasses, the tide can also be measured-Tang Libai's "Ancient Meaning"
Fifty-eight, the corpse stinks and bleeds. It is Chuanyuan Dan-Tang Du Fu's "Resignation"
Fifty-nine, lonely summer leaving the palace, Dongfeng Road, fragrant grass is older-Yuan Sadula's "The Second Dongpo Rhyme of Niannujiao Deng Shi Town"
Sixty, flowers grow in the next place, and when they go, they are evil grass-Tang Nie Zhongyi's Gongzi Family/Gongzixing/Chang 'an Flower
Sixty-one, it is better to know a man in the grass and have Longquan at his waist —— Tang Libai's Banquet in the Water Army as a shogunate
Sixty-two, more comparable, the grass is growing, and the plum blossoms are late-Lu Songzu Gao's "Banquet for Du Qing in Early Spring"
Sixty-three, hate is like spring grass, and it is born further —— Qing Ping Le Bielai Spring Half by Li Yu in the Five Dynasties
Sixty-four, Jun went to Nanxu Fangcaodu —— Song Yan Zheng's Farewell to Fan Nanbo
Sixty-five, Skynet is long, but not leaking —— Sunny Night by Tang Shangyin
Sixty-six, light smoke decays grass-Zhang Song Xiaoxiang's "Huanxisha, Frosty Days, Bright Clouds, Bubble Empty"
Sixty-seven, the grass is not lost, and the weeping willows only hinder the human eye-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Man Jiang Hong, Broken Sorrow"
Sixty-eight, the plain grass withered, after the Chongyang Festival, the yellow leaves were SAO SAO —— Qing Nalan Xingde's "Romantic Childe, Autumn Suburbs are Things"
Sixty-nine, the village is cold and white, missing the baby, and grass is hanging on the ancient stone-Tang Lihe's Song of the Old Lady Picking Jade
Seventy, the vast grass is fat, and the orange peaks fly in the dusk-Tang Su's Five Poems of Xia Sai
Seventy-one, looking up to the sky, the grass is fading, and the anvil is sparse at night —— Zhu's "Red Flowers in the River"
Seventy-two, Ma Si changed grass and punched, dumbfounded-Tang Yuxi's "Beginning to Smell Autumn Wind"
Seventy-three, the grass shop is six or seven miles away from the field, and the flute makes the night wind ring three or four times-Don Lv Dongbin's "The Shepherd Boy/Make the Shepherd Boy Bell Weak Weng"
Poems about trees and grass
1, although a tree doesn't write a memorial, people understand it unless they think it can be used.
2, strong grass does not rely on high winds, and zero frost changes; Green sunflower is good at welcoming the sky, which is fascinating.
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? ?
4. A thousand branches of spring breeze are softer than gold and softer than silk.
5, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique.
6, rich grass and green grass compete for hair, and good wood and green onions are pleasant.
7. There are thousands of miscellaneous trees in Chai Men, but none in northern Gansu.
8, some peaches and plums bloom, only the green grass is full of color.
9, hate like grass, still alive.
10, the grass color invades the official road and flowers out of the garden wall.
1 1, fine grass worries about smoke, secluded flowers are ashamed, and railings are always charming.
12, with frost and slippery rain around 40, the top of which is two days in thousands of feet.
13, the court was shallow at the grass-roots level and naturally did nothing. I am depressed and dare not complain about the spring breeze.
14, Baishou replanted in Song Wan, waiting to see the frost dance in thousands of feet.
15, pine and cypress are solitary and straight, which is difficult for peaches and plums.
16, we looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
17. Flowers greet people with smiles and grass grows at will.
18, white clouds embrace secluded rocks, lush and beautiful.
19, the grass grows in Suxi Pavilion, and who leans when Dongfeng stops at 12?
20. Isn't it more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? .
2 1, long pine falls, flowers and trees are misty.
22. The grass is lush and the beautiful trees are lush and pleasant.
23. After the rain, the willow branches are heavy and loose with deep smoke.
24, the grass on the city, the roots are not high, hate the wind and frost early.
25. I began to pity you under the window of Zhushan, and I won't change my mind until I return.
On 26th, Jiang Chun refused to stay at home, and the green grass sent horseshoes.
27. It is not surprising that you dare to bully each other and go straight to Lingyun. From the root to the grave, there is no bend, only the stinging dragon knows.
28, Jasper makeup into a tree height, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry.
29. The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and it is too low in green technology.
30. The weeds are fragrant red, and the hairspring stirs the blue Luotian.
3 1, there are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
32. Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
33. Willows float with the wind and grass is cut in the rain.
34. Wanhe trees reach the sky, and azaleas crow on a thousand peaks.
35, moss stone net, fine grass is soft.
36, you can't see the clouds and pines, even if the autumn wind is helpless.
37. One paragraph after another, a thousand branches and leaves. I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
38, sit and watch the moss color, want to come to the clothes.
39. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
40. The grass shakes its head and suddenly reports, and the shawl stops a westerly wind.
4 1, the willow color is still light, and the sound of spring is gradually rising.
42, the mulberry has not fallen, Ye Mao.
43, Du Kang can be boring, day lily can forget the worry.
44. Poplar hates Taiwan, and Xiaoxiao is worried about killing people.
45. An old friend stayed at the Yellow Crane Tower in the West, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
46. Lonely and empty, spring comes late, and pear blossoms are not in bloom.
47, green hanging wind folding bamboo shoots, red bursting rain and fat plum.
48. providence pities grass, and the sun shines on earth.
49. The vegetation dies in autumn, and the pine and cypress live alone.
50. It is a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will meet your husband when the flowers fall.
5 1, petals float with the wind, far from running water.
52. Lan Qiuxiang is immortal, and the pine is late and the green is deep.
53, the grass is short and the flowers are removed first, and the moss is green and yellow.
54. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season.
55. There is water in the green hills, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
56. The old roots are strong and the sun is more cloudy.
57. The pine shadow falls into the pool, and the fine grass smells small.
58. Wild flowers smile at guests, while fragrant grass makes people idle.
59. The ducks in the wind are green and shiny, which makes the swan yellow curly.
60, the grass of flowers, quit Dan and fall; In the dead of winter, pines and cypresses flourish.
6 1, light green, soft and fragrant, with spring everywhere.
62. Jiang, the Six Dynasties were like a dream.
63. It brings indescribable rain and smoke, and spring breeze is everywhere. Everything we know in Nanpu today is learned from Wang Sun.
64. The grass by the green river and the willows in the dark garden.
65. The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered it, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
66. The grass is delicious and English is rich and colorful.
67. Flourishing birds fly on the road, and the wind is light and the flowers fall late.
But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?
69. The color is tender as blue juice, and the leaves are neat as scissors.
70. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are singing happily under the leaves.
7 1, cold and heat do not move, years do not fall, only pine and cypress.
72. Who is the main spring scene in Jingu every year? The remaining branches were scattered in the drizzle.
73. It's cold, and the grass and trees are all yellow, as you know from Qing Qingjun.
74. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
75. Pear blossoms spring again, the setting sun is everywhere, and the green smoke is old.
76. The pine trees at the bottom of the gloomy ravine are far away from the seedlings on the mountain and hundreds of feet away from the trunk.
There are many trees and many herbs.
78. The moss on the stage is green and the grass on the curtain is clear.
79. Children don't know spring and ask why the grass is green.
80. In summer, Ye Shuchun is green and the flowers are light crimson.
8 1, no cold, pine and cypress are sexual.
82. The phoenix tree is really unwilling to wither, and several leaves can still be heard in the wind.
83. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
84. Looking at the distance, Yichuan tobacco is as flat as scissors.
85. The eaves are low and small, and the streams are covered with green grass.
86. My road twists and turns, through a valley covered by branches and flowers, and comes to a Buddhist retreat.
87. The willows and flowers are blooming and the grapes are blooming.
88. Spring grass is like a green robe, and autumn moon is like a fan.
89. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
90. Wood is thriving and spring is blooming.
9 1, the breeze rippled on the grassy shore, through the night, and blew to my still high mast.
92, such as bamboo shoots, such as pine and cypress lush.
93. A clump of herbs is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of hairspring is the cross road.
94. The pines are cold, and the blue sea is wider and clearer.
95. The flowers are blooming and the willows are sleeping.
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
97. The city is full of peaches and plums, and the struggle is like weeping willows.
98. The snow on the river began to disappear, and willow trees were covered with fine smoke on warm days.
Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs.
100, the spring breeze grass does not thank glory, and the wood does not complain about autumn.
10 1, the spring is fragrant and the grass is deep in early summer.
102, peaches and plums are full of worries, and spring is at the head of the stream.
103, every grass and tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.
104. There are fewer willows blowing on the branches, and there are more fragrant grass in the end of the world.
105, led me around the bamboo, and the green vine hooked my skirt.
106, Jiaokemu is isomorphic, the east branch is gaunt and the west branch is brilliant.
107, flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
108, the sky flew up and went straight to thousands of feet.
109, micro-texture is known to be annoying with rain and dew, and I want to report spring.
1 10, the moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.
1 1 1. Spring was hard, and now it's too late.
1 12, the hay is sad all the way, and Feng Dan is full of forest red.
1 13, solitary grass grows on the side, and orioles sing on the tree.
1 14. I used to live here, but now I feel at home. The weeping willows on the bank of Fenhe River seem to know the old man. He wants to get dressed and sleep.
1 15, it's still a matter of leaving people.
1 16, the grass is full of love, and the clouds are everywhere in Gai Lou.
1 17. On the pavilion she painted, facing the red tower, the cornices are pink and green peach blossoms and willows.
1 18, the sun shines obliquely on the platform, and the mangroves bloom.
1 19, willows curl in the wind and grass is cut in the rain.
120, after a while the clouds were low on the quiet lake, and the grass closed the idle door.
The deep roots are so strong and rooted in the ground that its tall branches can withstand the weight of the wind.
122, if a tree has feelings, it will be green if it can't get them.
123, even the forester didn't realize that it was strange to be alone.
Classical Poetry Expressing Missing (73)
First, the pigeons in Guanguan are in Hezhou. Ladies make gentlemen.
Second, find a good dream, which is difficult to realize. Who knows my mood at this time? Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window.
Third, be single like a flower and take the cloud as the center! Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.
Fourth, life and death are rich, Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Fifth, hate is not as good as tide and faith, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is not deep.
Six, the beast furnace sinks hookah, the green marsh residual flower piece, writes the acacia biography line by line.
Seven, sadness is drifting away, such as spring water.
Eight, the sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them. Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart.
At nine o'clock, Zhao's harp is silent, and Shu's harp is a string of mandarin ducks.
Ten years, ten years of life and death, nothing to think about, unforgettable, lonely graves thousands of miles away, nowhere sad.
Eleven, once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever.
12. I feel your husband's love. Looking back, tears filled my eyes.
Thirteen, a lonely person who complains that the preface is always faint.
Fourteen, everlasting, everlasting; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
15. I was going to say the date of return before respecting you, but I didn't say anything about spring.
Sixteen, fear of haste, pedestrians in the hair and Kaifeng.
Seventeen, since the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
Eighteen, acacia leaks more every night, worrying about the moon, missing you and missing me.
19. Acacia has never been idle. It takes time and energy to curse you.
Twenty, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment under the moon.
Twenty-one, life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Twenty-two, who read the west wind alone cool, rustling yellow leaves close the window and reminisce about the sunset.
He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it.
Twenty-four, tears sealed, life is only difficult to die.
Twenty-five, you have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide.
Twenty-six, wine is hot, but the Japanese are thirsty for tea.
Twenty-seven, the four corners sound, and the city is closed at dusk.
Twenty-eight, also a bowl of ruthless tears, I hate not to meet before scraping.
Twenty-nine, when there is poverty in every corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
Thirty, I'm afraid of lovesickness. I've made up my mind. It's my turn to miss you, and there are traces on my eyebrows.
Thirty-one, a generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to shoot an eagle with a bow.
Thirty-two, after parting, remember to meet each other and dream of being with you several times.
Thirty-three, tears can be done in the end, nothing is difficult to send.
Thirty-four, love is afraid of thinking. Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart. It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing.
Thirty-five, I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou.
Thirty-six, this time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
Thirty-seven, two lovesickness all day long, fatigue is king, when flowers bloom.
Thirty-eight, if you teach your eyes that there is no hatred, you don't believe that there are hoary heads in the world.
39. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Forty, buttonwood, rain in the middle of the night, not bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
Forty-one, when you enter my lovesick door, you know that I am lovesick, and when I look back, I am lovesick.
Forty-two, acacia has no words, don't waste your tears on stationery.
Forty-three, thin shadow self-pity, you have to pity me and pity you.
Forty-four, only lovesickness is like spring scenery, and Jiangnan Jiangbei will send you home.
Forty-five, bonuses are easy to decline, such as Lang Yi, and the water flow is infinite.
Forty-six, this past year should be a wonderful time. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Forty-seven, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers.
48. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .
Forty-nine, lonely in the northeast dusty, wandering between the southwest world.
Fifty, people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain sticky flocculant.
Acacia has no words. Don't waste your tears on flowers.
52. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, and an inch is still inextricably linked.
Fifty-three, I miss you in a distant place. Outside the blue sky, my once sparkling eyes have become the source of tears today.
54. She sent him a word through his messenger to remind him that only their hearts know the oath.
55. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about people who travel far away.
Fifty-six, the bright moon is unfamiliar and bitter, and it wears Zhu Hu obliquely.
Fifty-seven, I have been there, Liu Yiyi. Today, I think about it. It rains and snows, and it looks at the sky and clouds at dusk. I miss you when I walk, but I miss you when I sit.
Fifty-eight, the belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it. It makes people haggard for Iraq.
Fifty-nine, tears can end, words are hard to send.
Sixty, acacia said acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy.
Sixty-one, poor Wu Ding Chunjiang bone, still dreaming of women.
Sixty-two, endless acacia blood tears throw red beans, spring flowers can not finish.
63. Ask the world what love is and teach life and death.
Sixty-four, the day is not old, love is hard to fight. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
Sixty-five words are half as heavy as paper, and thousands of people are willing to bear it.
Sixty-six, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind and dew standing in the night?
Sixty-seven, Qiang Guan is full of frost, people don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
68. If the east wind doesn't blow away, spring can make you hate for a long time.
Sixty-nine, I don't know the soul is broken, but I have a dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?
Seventy, the sky is not old, it is difficult to get rid of it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
Seventy-one, only your eyes will open all night, which is a lifelong worry in your brow.
Seventy-two, sentimental since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
Seventy-three, the bright moon building rests alone, and the wine turns into acacia tears.
Poetry about grass
1, the spring breeze grass does not thank glory, and the wood does not blame the autumn fall. Tang Li Bai's Sunrise and Moonrise
2. Leaves are green in spring, summer and flowers are light crimson. Don Li Yao's Xuan
3, the fine grass shook its head and suddenly reported it, and the shawl stopped a west wind. Song Yang Wanli's Twilight Tour of the Lotus Pond
4. Wild flowers smile at guests, while fragrant grass makes people idle. Song Ouyang Xiu's Again to Xijing
5. The grass is delicious and the English is rich and colorful. Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden in Jin Dynasty
6. Little catkins are blowing on the branches, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the world. Song Sushi's "Die Lian Hua"
7, Du Kang can be boring, and day lilies can forget their worries. Tang Bai Juyi's Dream of Daylily Reward
8. Jiang Chun refused to stay at home, and the green grass sent horseshoes. Li, the judge of Runzhou camp in Changqing.
9. Pear blossoms spring back, the setting sun is everywhere, and the emerald smoke is old. Songmeisu curtain
10, leaning against the fence, Yichuan tobacco is as flat as scissors. Song Xie Yi's Die in Hua Lian
The breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my still mast. A Night Abroad by Don Du Fu
12, grass by the green river, willow in the gloomy garden. Han Ming's Nineteen Ancient Poems on the Grass
13, the grass grows in Suxi Pavilion, and who leans when Dongfeng stops at 12? Don Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion
14, light green, soft and fragrant, with spring everywhere. Ming Yang Ji Chun Cao
15, the color is tender as blue juice, and the leaves are neat as scissors. Don Xu Kui's Grass
16, providence pities the grass, and the sun is shining on earth. Don Li Shangyin's Yi Xian
17, the basic level of the imperial court is shallow, so naturally nothing has been done. I am depressed and dare not complain about the spring breeze. Don Cao Ye's Garden Grass
18, hate like grass, still alive. Song and Qin Guan's eighty-six sons
19, who is the main spring in the golden valley every year? The remaining branches were scattered in the drizzle. Song Linbu's Little Crimson Lips
20, the grass on the city, the roots are not high, hate the wind and frost early. Liu Xu's Poetry in the Southern Song Dynasty
2 1, every grass and tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of red and purple compete for Fang Fei. Tang Hanyu's Spring Tour in the South of the City
22. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. Tang Du Fu's Shu Xiang
23. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green. Inscription of Yuxi humble room in Liu Tang
24. Wouldn't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? . Don Zhang Jiuling's "Love"
25, the grass is full of love, and there are good clouds everywhere in Gai Lou. Yin's "Mian Gu Ji Cai's Kunzhong"
26, strong grass does not die with the wind. Song Fan Zhongyan visited Europe.
27. In the rain, the grass is green. Wang Wei's Wangchuan Bie Ye
28. Flowers fade easily and grass grows easily. Su Song Shunqin's The Wall of Huashan Spring
29. Flowers greet people with smiles, and grass grows at will without knowing it. Song Li Peng's Spring with Qin Beard
30. The fine grass is like smoke, the flowers are dew, and the railing is always fascinating. Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Beach
3 1, children don't know spring and ask why the grass is green. My Five Qualities by Yuan Mei in Qing Dynasty
32. Willows float with the wind and grass is cut in the rain. Don Bai Juyi's Tianjin Bridge
33, micro-quality knows the rain and dew, and the heart finally looks forward to the spring. Song Ligang's Ode to Grass
34, rich grass and green grass compete for hair, and good wood and green onions are pleasant. Song Ouyang Xiu's Ode to Autumn Sound
35. Strong grass does not rely on high winds, and zero frost changes; Green sunflower is good at welcoming the sky, which is fascinating. Julian by Emperor Fuzhi of Qing Dynasty
36. The color of grass is near but not far. Tang Hanyu presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring.
37. Spring is full of mixed fragrance, and grass is deep in early summer. Tang Bai Juyi's The First Summer in Nanchi
38. The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse in the stream is in spring. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Fu on behalf of the partridge"
39. The grass color invades the official road and flowers out of the garden wall. Tang Zhangji's Luoyang Works
40, a peach blossom and plum blossom, only the green grass is full of color. Song Ceng Gong's South of the City
4 1, spring grass is like a green robe, and autumn moon is like a round fan. Southern Dynasties Xun's Farewell to Su Jiude
42, a clump of herbs is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of hairspring is a horizontal road. Geng Xin's Spring Fu in the Northern Dynasties and the Northern Zhou Dynasty
43. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Don Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass
44, deep court autumn grass green. Poems by Yun in Southern Dynasties