2, two orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the sky.
3, "Lianxinsuo" cliff hanging rock to break the soul, a lover standing on the cliff; Lock your heart with your heart and pray for closer relatives in the afterlife.
4, pine and cypress wither, knowing that pine and cypress steal cold and send warm feet.
5. The cold wind blows my bones and the frost cuts my muscles.
6, win the day to find the fragrant shore, the boundless scenery is new.
7. The Yangtze River is green in spring, and the lotus leaves are as big as Qiantang's Spring Biequ.
8. Trees and trees sing in autumn, and mountains and mountains are cool colors.
9, beautiful candles are more than spring, Qingming summer.
10, the low-winged white goose is still heavy, and the tongue is not successful. Not to mention that Jiang Nanchun is not good, he will lose his mood every year.
1 1, the sky is blue and the north wind is called withered mulberry. There is no crack in the thick ice, and there is cold light in a short day.
12, cold wind destroyed trees, first frost knot.
13, the intermittent rain, like a wisp of hazy smoke, enveloped the Huaihe River Plain stretching for thousands of miles.
14. Six flying flowers came into the room and sat watching the bamboo turn into lovely branches.
15, Jasper dressed up as a tree and hung 10,000 green silk tapestries.
16, the dark snow mountain in Changyun, Qinghai, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. The yellow sand penetrated the golden armor in hundreds of battles, but it was not returned until it broke the Loulan.
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18, every grass and tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei: beautiful flowers and plants. Late Spring by Tang Hanyu
19, "Moon Pool" looks for fragrant sand on the lotus peak, and the waves at the bottom of the well reflect rosy clouds. Spring goes without trace, and spring goes to Qiu Lai.
20, Jincheng fog grass is low, Yumen wind wood.
For example, 2 1 will be held in the west of the city this winter.
22. I dreamed that time was getting old and Tingzhou was smoking. It's hard to complain if you don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune. The Chu River is gloomy, the wind is fragrant, the rain is dark, and the blue curtain is bathed in the afternoon mirror.
23. The wind caresses the crops, sometimes bends and sometimes rises, as if the earth is breathing rhythmically, and the mature wheat is full of vitality. Where does the wind come from? There is a whisper among the wheat ears.
24, Jiangshan jathyapple thousands of miles, the world selfless jade Qian Qian.
25. Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only live in Jiangnan. Spring water is brighter than the sky, and the painting boat listens to the rain. The people on the side are like a moon, and the wrist is frozen with frost and snow. If you go back to China before you are old, you will be heartbroken.
The message is that it will be sunny in Los Angeles and the spring will be twice as good next year.
A bright moon hangs over the capital, ten thousand hammers pound the ground, and the autumn wind blows my heart and returns to Yumenguan forever and ever.
28. A glass of sparkling wine. If you want to drink pipa, you should hurry at once. I stopped laughing when I was drunk in the sand. How many wars have you fought since ancient times?
29, autumn crisp autumn chrysanthemum Ao Shuang is quite critical autumn wind blowing, autumn fruit is heavy
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
3 1, its huge height is near the city of paradise, from mountains to Haiyuan, with clouds. When I looked back, I followed closely. When I entered them, the fog disappeared. A central peak divided the wilderness, and the weather was divided into many valleys. I needed a place to spend the night. I called a woodcutter on the river and Zhong Nanshan.
32. A night of green lotus cream scissors made him lose his pearls in the autumn rain.
33. Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke and green waves.
After I said goodbye to my parents, I went to the Yellow River at dusk. I didn't hear my parents calling for a female voice, but I heard the water of the Yellow River splashing. But when I bid farewell to the Yellow River, I stayed in Montenegro at dusk. I didn't hear my parents calling for a female voice, but I heard Yanshan Hu riding a horse.
In the spring of February and March, grass and water are the same color.
36. In spring, everything is brilliant.
The forest was black, and the wind hit the grass. However, the general tried to shoot an arrow at night. The next morning, he found his white feather arrow pointing deeply at the hard rock.
38. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
39. Huang Sha won every battle in shining armor until he broke Loulan. -Wang Changling's "The Third of the Seven Songs of Joining the Army"
40. The "Huangshan Ancient Road" lingers in the sky, and tourists enjoy it; Stop the ladder and sigh, praise the magic of the plank road; The sky is floating in the clouds, and the lotus heart is misty; A hundred miles of Huangshan Mountain is a picture scroll and an ancient road.
4 1, when the autumn moon is full, we meet by chance in towns and villages for a thousand nights. In the south of the river, the doubters dreaming in the trees are frightened by the wind, and the grass is covered with cold flies, but travelers have at least wine and need not be afraid of anything-until the morning bell.
42. The quiet evening may seem a little sad. If the weather in autumn is not so light and clear, I will look at the river bank and rest on the beach with the villagers who are going home until the ferry comes back. Trees are like a row of grass on the horizon and an island by the river is like the moon. I hope you will come to see me with a basket of wine and a drunken double ninth festival.
43. A tree is born, and a hundred plants are numerous. The autumn wind is bleak, and Hongbo surges up "Looking at the Sea".
44. The cold weather makes the days short and the wind and waves calm. Beautiful poem.
45. "Huangshan Pankesong" is full of red spring flowers, and the beauty of Huangshan is expected; Gently extend your giant arm to invite guests, and then look down at the distant platform.
46. Red and purple have become dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.
47. Green fields, high rocks and white clouds in the Spring Festival Evening.
Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still.
49. Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten branches and five flowers everywhere. This is a description of the scenery during the Qingming Festival. Tang's Two Cold Foods
50, the autumn wind enters the court tree, and the lonely guest first hears.
5 1, people wake up in the middle of the night unconsciously, and the lotus leaves in the pool move in the autumn wind.
52. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why does Qiangdi blame Liu, but the spring breeze is only Yumenguan? -Wang Zhihuan (Tang) "Liangzhou Ci"
53. sadness. I can't see Jiangnan and Jiangbei. There are many fragrant trees between the smoke trees. This small building is several feet high. Fine grass and solitary clouds are oblique. It always makes sunny days. Falling flowers outside the curtain can't fly. Dongfeng has no power.
54. A misty rain blew from the east, and the wheels made a faint rumbling sound on the other side of Furong Pool: wind. Tang Li Shangyin's four untitled poems.
When the severe winter came, all the flowers disappeared.
56. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves the softness. Xiao He only showed sharp horns, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head. Song Yang Wanli's Little Pool
57. In the early morning, Miss Chun wore beautiful clothes, danced with the warm wind, came to us with a proud smile, put on new clothes for nature, and made everything show infinite vitality. A ray of golden sunshine is scattered on the grass that has just put on new clothes. The sunshine shines on the dew on the grass, crystal clear and beautiful! ……
58. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are flying high, chief Tatar is running away in the dark, and we are chasing them. The horses are lightly loaded, and there is a layer of snow on our bows and swords.
There is no distance in autumn, and it is cold to go out.
60. The clouds are all over the sky, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. It's been a hard night in my life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?