Composition material: A poem describing Spring Willow _500 words.

My lead: This is the composition material of a poem describing Spring Willow. Spring has come to us, and the willow trees in the park have hung green silk tapestries. What are the ancient poems about spring willow? More poems describing spring willows are available.

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. (Han Xiong's cold food)

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. (Zhinan: "Jueju")

Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei (sent to Yuan Ershi Anxi))

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets sky-high" (Du Fu: (quatrains))

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)

The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: (Zhi Zhu Ci))

Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. (Lu You: "Hairpin Phoenix")

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)

Willow Green, Langjiang Song —— Liu Yuxi (Tang) —— Zhuzhi Ci

I love the little trip to the east of the lake, and I love the white sand embankment under the shadow of Qingyang-Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)-spring trip to Qiantang River.

Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind.

I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. -Ceng Gong [Song]-"Chanting Willow"