An ancient poem about spring willow 1: Xiqiao willow color
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Xu
Original text:
The Dragon Palace rests on the canal levee, clings to the shore with the spring breeze, and is connected with the willow tip.
The white road runs through the clouds, and the wild tooth red bridge runs low.
Tie the horse when selling wine to clear the shade, and leave some questions for the low threshold.
Add wax to travel to the mountains in order to seek a peaceful lake and restore the west.
An ancient poem about spring willows 2: Liu Zian, a southern song, drags smoke and green.
Dynasty: Five Dynasties
Author: Zhang Mi
Original text:
The shore willow is green with smoke and the courtyard is red. Several times, Shu proudly entered the curtain. Stunned by the dream of the blue window, the screen is empty.
Three ancient poems of spring willow: smoke willow, river bridge willow
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Mao Wenxi
Original text:
River bridge willow, accounting for Fangchun, reflecting hookah blowing the road. Climbing up several times to give it to pedestrians hurts the spirit.
When Yuefu plays the flute, it can break the intestines. It is better to transplant it to Jinmen, which is close to heaven.
Four Ancient Poems on Spring Willow: Zhongzhou Bamboo Willow
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Yu
Original text:
In the old days of hydration, few people knew about the willow trees in Hezhou.
Yan Gai Yixian Island, Bi Gan supports the sky into the phoenix pool.
Ancient trees are destined to return to pure land, and the platform has no diversity.
Always accompanied by a stirrup, always commanding Wan.
Spring willow five: the theme of planting willow play
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Liu Zongyuan
Original text:
Liuzhou willow porcelain has a long history, and it is planted beside the willow river.
Laughing and laughing is a story that continues into the past.
When you cover the ground, you will hang the curtain, and when you dry it, you will ascend to heaven.
Good at thinking of others, but shy of passing on.
An ancient poem about spring willow 6: butterfly lovers moved to Qingyang and planted it in the backyard.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Zhang Xian
Original text:
Move poplars to the backyard. Learn palace waist dance, February is still short. No more than packing. Shredded silk is everywhere on the east and west coasts.
A few small eyebrows are cold. Don't sing in the sun, the whole intestine will be broken first. Pay separately and take a closer look at it during spring break. All the rules are full of resentment.