Poetry about red flowers in spring

1. Poems about spring flowers, ancient poems

The rain beats the pear blossoms behind closed doors, forgetting youth, missing youth. ——Tang Yin's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·The Pear Blossoms Close the Door Deeply in the Rain"

The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. ——Cui Hu's "Inscription on Nanzhuang of the Capital City"

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. ——Zhinan's "Quequatrains"

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. ——Lu You's "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·Red Crispy Hands"

Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, apricot flowers are sold in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. ——Lu You's "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an"

The green birds on the river are more than white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to burn. ——Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"

The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. ——Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple"

A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. ——Su Shi's "Evening Scenery on the Spring River in Huichong/Dawn Scenery on the Spring River in Huichong"

The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, and the spring breeze is blowing the threshold and the dew is thick. ——Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao·Part 1"

The flowers fall on the flowing water and the spring goes away, leaving heaven and earth. ——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"

Spring is late in the lonely empty court, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and the door is closed. ——Liu Fangping's "Spring Resentment"

The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. ——Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan·Jiangnan is Good"

The flowers gradually become more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horseshoes. ——Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake"

The dawn outside the green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are full of spring. ——Song Qi's "Jade House Spring·Spring Scene"

If you go to the forest and the flowers are blooming, you will be a flower-gaze when you go out. ——Yang Juyuan's "Early Spring in the East of the City"

Chiri rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. ——Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"

The flowers have faded and become red, green and apricots are small. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. ——Su Shi's "Butterfly Love Flower·Spring Scene"

The loving peony contains spring tears, and the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch. ——Qin Guan's "Spring Day"

The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. ——Ye Shaoweng's "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It"

Yanghuayupod has no talent and thoughts, but it can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. ——Han Yu's "Late Spring"

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. ——Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"

Before the rain on the crabapples, the pear blossoms first snowed, half of the spring break. ——Wang Yu's "Eye of Mei·Willow Silk Plays Softly"

The Yangliu Spring at the head of the Yangtze River, the Yanghuachou kills the people crossing the river. ——Zheng Gu's "Farewell to Friends on the Huai River"

The garden trees don't know where the people are gone, but the old flowers still bloom when spring comes. ——Cen Shen's "Two Spring Poems in the Mountain House"

The plantains do not show their lilac knots, but they are all worried about the same spring breeze. ——Li Shangyin's "One of Two Gifts"

It's late in spring when the swallows don't return, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the mist and rain. ——Dai Shulun's "Su Xi Pavilion" 2. What are the poems describing "red flowers"

1. The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow.

"Bamboo Branch Poems: The Mountains Are Full of Red Flowers" Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow.

The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.

Definition:

Translation

In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are in full bloom, and the water of the Shu River laps at the cliffs nearby. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was like the peach blossoms, and her infinite sorrow was like the endless river.

2. There are two or three houses in the deep river and quiet bamboos, and the troubled red flowers reflect the white flowers.

"Seven Quatrains of Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The river is deep and the bamboos are quiet for two or three houses, and the busy red flowers reflect the white flowers.

To repay the spring sunshine, you should spend your life with fine wine.

Definition:

There are two or three families living in the quiet bamboo forest on the bank of the Shenjiang River, with the provocative red flowers set off against the white flowers.

I have a place to repay the kindness of spring, and the oars in the hotel can send my years away.

3. Hundreds of chirps and thousands of sounds move at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.

"Thrush" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Hundreds of thousands of chirps move at will, the mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.

I just realized that listening to the lock in a golden cage is not as good as the free cry in the forest.

Definition:

The blackbird sings thousands of times, flying in the forest according to its own thoughts, and shuttles freely among the branches full of red and purple mountain flowers. . Only now do I know: The cry of the thrush locked in the golden cage I heard before is far inferior to the free singing when wandering in the forest.

4. As the road enters Nanzhong, the palm leaves are dark and the polygonum flowers are red.

"Nanxiangzi·The Road Enters Nanzhong" Five Dynasties: Ouyang Jiong

As the road enters Nanzhong, the palm leaves are dark and the polygonum flowers are red. People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are harvesting red beans after a light rain, and their bare hands are raised under the trees.

Definition:

As the road enters the hinterland of Lingnan, the purple polygonum flowers beside the water reflect the dark green of the palm leaves. After a light rain, every family gathered red beans. Their slender hands were spread under the trees, and they were as white as jade.

5. Ye Cui originally has shy eyebrows, but the blush is as strong as the cheeks.

"Song of Lotus Picking" Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo

Returning from picking lotuses, dressed in green water and hibiscus. The autumn wind stirs the waves and the geese fly. The osmanthus and orchids are under the Changpu River, and the oars are gently swayed by the jade wrists in the skirts.

The Yeyu flower pool is extremely flat, and the river is full of lovesickness. Lovesickness is painful, and good times cannot last.

The soldiers outside the Great Wall have not yet returned, and it is already dusk picking lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. It's dusk now, I'm picking lotus flowers.

Qu will definitely be a prostitute now. The mulberry leaves in the south of the official road are like picking lotus flowers on the river.

The lotus is a lotus, and the flowers and leaves are so dense. Ye Cui's eyebrows are shy, but the blush is as strong as her cheeks.

The beauty is no longer here, and I look forward to separation. Pull the flowers to pity the stems, break the lotus roots and love the silk threads.

Old feelings have nowhere to go, and new things come from China. I don't hesitate to pay tribute to Xijin, but I am ashamed of Beihaiyan's late writing.

There are rhythms in the lotus-picking songs, and the lotus-picking night does not stop. It is the time when the wind is rising over the mighty river, and the moon is rising over the wandering river.

Wandering around Lianpu and meeting each other at night, Wu Ji Yue’s daughter is so beautiful! ***Ask Hanjiang thousands of miles away, how heavy is the Zhengkeguan Mountain Road?

Definition:

Returning from lotus picking, the lotus flowers are as lush as clothes and covered with green water, the autumn wind blows the waves, and wild ducks and geese fly. She rowed a lotus boat to the shore, wearing a silk skirt and gently rocking the oar with her jade wrist. Looking from a distance, there are lotus leaves and lotus flowers between the island and the deep pool, and Jiangnan folk songs are heard, adding to the pain of lovesickness. The longing for lovesickness is painful, and the days of meeting each other cannot be kept. The expedition outside the Great Wall still hasn't returned, and it's already dusk again to collect lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. It is already sunset, picking lotus flowers.

They may not all be prostitutes. How can picking mulberry leaves on Chengnan Avenue compare with picking lotus flowers on the river? Lotus, there is a lotus, the flowers and leaves are so dense and overlapping. Although the lotus leaves are green, they are shy compared to the eyebrows. The red lotus flowers are barely comparable to the beautiful cheeks. The person I miss is not here, and I look forward to the time of separation. If you touch the flower, you will love and pity its two pedicles; if you break the lotus root, you will love and pity its silk threads.

The joy of the past is nowhere to be found, and the lotus flowers in front of me are in vain. I don't care about the gift of Xijin, but I am still worried that Beihai Yanshu is too late. The lotus-picking song has a rhythm, and the lotus-picking does not stop all night long. Just when the river wind is blowing, the river moon is lingering. The moon shadow moves slowly, Lianpu meets each other at night, and there are so many Wu Ji and Yue girls. They asked each other about the journey to Guanshan, thousands of miles away from Hanjiang River, and news about their husbands.

6. Sit down and take a look around, you will see red flowers and green willows and orioles singing randomly, and thousands of houses and wells are connected to the stream.

"Send Li Sima off in the West Pavilion" Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen

To the west of Gao Gao Pavilion's county city, it rises thousands of feet straight up to the level of the clouds. Try climbing up the edge of the cliff, and the mountains will fly downward.

My five horses are neighing for half a day, and the silk rope and jade pot are carried for you. Sitting there, I could see nothing but red flowers and green willows and warblers singing, and thousands of houses and wells connected back to the stream.

When I was still drunk at the wine shop, I heard about the chicken in the evening, so I wrote and wrote the paper for you. I am sorry to explain it to you. The grass is luxuriant and there are no horseshoes.

Interpretation:

The high pavilion is located to the west of the county town, rising thousands of feet up to the level of the floating clouds. Climbing along the cliff towards the top of the mountain, the birds feel lower when looking down from the mountains. The horses neighed in the sky for half a day, and the wine was played for friends.

Sitting on the pavilion, you can see the endless horizon. Red flowers and green willows are everywhere, warblers are singing, and thousands of households are connected to the winding creek. When I was still drunk, I heard the rooster crow in the evening. I picked up a pen and wrote a poem to say goodbye to my friend. I wrote a poem for you. I am sad to see you apart. The spring grass is luxuriant and there are no horse hooves. 3. Poems about spring flowers

Ode to Plum Blossoms (Wang Anshi) There are several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone; I know from a distance that it is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

Hibiscus on Qian's Pond (Wen Zhengming) In September, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are off, and the hibiscus is wandering in Zhongzhou. The beauty smiles across the water, and the setting sun still makes me sad. The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows. Autumn brings Jincheng. Looking at each other without using them hurts the old age. There is a unique kind of tranquility in the pond. Ode to Furong in the Southern Dynasties·Liang·Shen Yue The breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew blows in the red house. The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red. Ancient style Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, the green lotus grows in the secluded spring, the morning sun is bright and fresh. The autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and the dense leaves are covered with green smoke. The color and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. Lu You's Plum Blossom Quatrains I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning wind, and the snow piles are all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?

Early Plum Blossoms Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky. The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.

I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors?

Red Plums Su Shi Every year the red plum blossoms are blooming, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send spring with straightness and roots.

Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin I will stay at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most hated, often used as last year's flowers.

Newly Planted Plum Blossoms by Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom. Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.

Exploring Plum Blossoms by Yang Wanli It’s amazing to take a walk in the mountains, it’s late at night and light twilight. A plum blossom blooms one by one, but annoyingly it is on the highest branch. I am on the top of a thousand mountains, and the deep cracks in the rock are filled with delicious fragrance.

It is not without the floating clouds under our feet. We don’t know each other when we come and we don’t stay when we go. ——Banqiao, Zheng, Qing Dynasty. If there is no breeze blowing, for whom will the fresh air come? ——Li Bai, Tang Dynasty. Spring orchids are like beauties, they offer them to themselves without shame.

Sometimes I smell the fragrance of wind and dew, but I can’t see the deep wormwood. ——The story of Su Dongpolan: In the Song Dynasty, there was also a famous painter Zheng Sixiao (1239-1316) who painted orchids instead of soil to protest against the Yuan Dynasty's seizure of Song soil. Take it with taxes and servitude.

He said angrily: You can get the head, but you can't get the orchid. "Zheng Sixiao's arrogance shocked the other party, and he "released it out of curiosity."

This kind of consistency between the work and the author's personality is indeed commendable. Unfortunately, this soilless spring orchid scroll is currently in the collection of the Freer Gallery in Washington, USA, and its roots are indeed gone.

I have nine acres of orchids and a hundred acres of cypress trees. ——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao" About orchids: Chinese scholar-officials of all dynasties liked three plants the most: pine, bamboo, and plum, calling them the "Three Friends of Suihan".

The pine is evergreen all year round, the bamboo is upright and knotty, and the plum is proud of frost and snow, making these three plants a symbol of personality. However, since the publication of "Qun Fang Qing Wan", the author believes that "the world is called the three friends, bamboo has knots but no flowers, plum has flowers but no leaves, pine has leaves but no fragrance, only orchids have them." The fragrance of the tour is far away, The grass and roots are fragrant.

——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty Orchids shine on the spring water for ten miles, and mountain birds are silent and fragrant. Autumn orchids are dusty, Luo Sheng is under the hall, green leaves are on plain branches, and they are fluffy and fluffy~~~~~~~~~~~Qu Yuan's room is so elegant, why is the fragrance of flowers not stealing light green flowers on the snowy path, the ice The roots spit out small red buds.

—— Yang Wanli's "Orchid" Confucius said: Making friends with good people is like entering a house of orchids, and if you don't smell their fragrance for a long time, they will both be transformed. Confucius said: Don't be fragrant because there is no one around, don't be dull because of the cold.

The spirit that is like an orchid will never change, and the ambition that is like an orchid will never change.

The ancients said that orchid "Although it is not as beautiful as a beautiful girl, it has its own fragrance, like a virtuous man, like the shadow of Wen Jun's spring hair, and as clear as ice and snow, like an immortal.

The king should be promoted based on his style. Not only is the fragrance enough to convey . ——Pan Tianshou "The orchid stone picture suddenly has a fragrance that cannot be found. The orchids bloom on the back of the stone and are regarded as orchids, and the trees are regarded as pine.

The fragrance of orchids is far away, and the pine cold does not change its appearance. . ——Li Bai of Tang Dynasty. 4. Poems about Spring Flowers

Ode to Plum Blossoms (Wang Anshi)

There are several plum blossoms in the corner,

Ling Han blooms alone;

I know it’s not snow from a distance,

I come to sing plum blossoms because of the subtle fragrance (Wang Anshi)

Qian’s Hibiscus on the Pond

(Wen Zhengming)

In September, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River come to an end.

The hibiscus lingers in Zhongzhou.

The beauty smiles across the flowing water.

The setting sun is still alive. Sorrow.

The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold,

The wind blows the golden city in autumn.

Looking at each other in vain hurts the old age,

There is a kind of tranquility like a pond.

Ode to Hibiscus

Liang Shen Yue of the Southern Dynasties

The breeze shakes the purple leaves,

Light dew blows in the red house.

The middle pool is so green,

Wait for me to glow red.

Ancient style

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The green lotus grows in the secluded spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.

The autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and the dense leaves are surrounded by green smoke.

The color and pink are peerless, and the fragrance is so fragrant. For a biography?

Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. 5. Poems about spring flowers

The flowers fall from the fragrant trees without anyone, and the birds sing all the way along the spring mountain.

"Spring Journey Improvisation"

"Spring Journey Improvisation" is a work by the poet Li Hua of the Tang Dynasty. This is a short poem that describes the scenery of the poet. The late spring scenery that can be seen at Yangshi is filled with the poet's sentimental and sad mood in the description of the scenery. Each line of this poem contains emotions and scenes, and the four lines of the poem are like four pictures, depicting the spring wilderness. The exuberant vitality expresses the poet's endless interest in the desolate grass, gurgling water, falling flowers and fragrant trees, and the empty mountains. At the same time, it contains the sense of vicissitudes of the chaotic and chaotic scenery in the times, and the beauty of it is that it does not involve human affairs in the literal sense. , but the poet reflected the social turmoil by describing the natural scenery. It is precisely because this poem has the characteristics of being sentimental, seeing the big in the small, and having an implicit artistic conception, that it has been recited throughout the ages.

Full text:

An impromptu spring trip

The grass is luxuriant under the city of Yiyang, and the stream flows eastward and westward.

There are no flowers on the fragrant trees, and the birds are empty all the way to the spring mountain. Cry.

Appreciation:

This is a short poem about scenery. "The grass is luxuriant under Yiyang City." The author stood at the top of the city to admire the scenery. He saw a large area of ??land barren and covered with lush weeds everywhere. Then, one stroke brought people's attention to the Lianchang Palace and Nuji Mountain area: "The stream flows eastward and then westward." During the Taiping Period, boarding the "Yuzhen Road" that Empress Wu and Xuanzong once walked, not only You can watch the beautiful scenery of "the sound of flowing water and the smiling flowers on the trees", and you can also see thousands of hectares of fertile fields irrigated by farmers using stream water. However, at this time, no one is irrigating the clear mountain springs here. It "flows eastward and then flows westward". In the past, the fragrant bamboos, ancient willows, strange cypresses, and green pines here attracted many tourists everywhere; now, not to mention those, even the beautiful spring flowers have long been appreciated by no one.

"The fragrant tree has no one and the flowers will fall." The emphasis on the word "no one" here expresses the poet's feelings about the times. It shows that after the Anshi Rebellion, no one came here to watch it anymore, and he could only let it go. It opened and fell by itself.

"Birds are singing in the sky all the way to Spring Mountain". Along the way to Chun Mountain, it is a beautiful scene with blooming mountain flowers and birdsong. However, the word "Crying in the sky" has become a way of describing sadness with music and using noise to contrast the silence, which fully shows the charm of the mountain road. Lonely; not only will there not be so many tourists and poets here anymore, but even the farmers, woodcutter, and village girls have disappeared. "Self-falling" and "empty cry" echo each other, describing the poet's infinite loneliness when facing the great mountains and rivers.

This poem has similarities with some poems. The first sentence is the same as "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, but the spring vegetation is deep in the city" in Du Fu's "Spring Outlook" and "Ten miles after the spring breeze, all the shepherds and wheat are green" in Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow·Huaizuo Famous Capital" both show the characteristics of desolation. The third and fourth sentences both show the characteristics of desolation and desolation as in Du Fu's "The Prime Minister of Shu" "The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole's sound is heard in the sky through the leaves." The functions of the two words "自" and "empty" in these last two sentences are the same as those in Du Fu's "The Prime Minister of Shu". The spring scenery is beautiful, but no one appreciates it. In fact, it is written with "Le Jing" It is sadness, showing the tranquility in the mountains, with a hint of sadness and desolation. In addition, "from" and "fall" can be related to Li Qingzhao's poem in "A Cut of Plum Blossoms and the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and the Remaining Jade Mat in Autumn" where he lamented that the spring scenery is infinitely beautiful, but things and people are different, and the eyes are full of desolate scenes: "The flowers drift by themselves and the water flows by itself." The whole poem expresses the author's sentiments and sadness when faced with the desolate and sparsely populated city.

Li Yu's "Peeping Ci Guan Jian" says: "Although the word "scene" does not contain the word "scene", the two words are also divided into subject and object, with emotion as the main subject and scene as the guest. To talk about scene is to express feelings, not to borrow things to convey feelings. "Huai" refers to people and things. There is no hint of affection in the whole poem, but the actual sentences are emotional and every word is related to emotion. "The expression techniques of poetry and lyrics are consistent. Although this poem cannot be said to have achieved "no emotion at all", the description of the scene and the emotion in each sentence are quite outstanding. What is particularly worth mentioning is that although the poem describes green grass, fragrant trees, mountain springs, and birdsong, which are all pleasant scenes, they constitute a scene of late spring and exaggerate a feeling of loneliness, desolation, sorrow, and sigh. These scenery all serve to set off the poet's desolate state of mind, which fully shows the poet's deep lamentation for the times.

/view/651806.htm 6. 50 ancient poems describing spring

1. Happy rain on a spring night in the Tang Dynasty Du Fu Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. 2. Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side, where the green poplars shade the white sand embankment. 3. Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty in Spring. The beautiful sun brings beauty to the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. 4. Boating at Guazhou, Song Dynasty Wang Anshi Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou.

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? 5. Ode to the Willow Tang He Zhizhang The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

6. Tian Jing Sha·Chun Yuan Bai Pu The warm sun and gentle wind in the spring mountains, the curtains of the tall pavilions, and the willow swings in the courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red.

7. Night Moon Tang Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is slanting towards the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

8. Spring River in the Tang Dynasty on a Flowery Moonlit Night by Zhang Ruoxu The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! The river flows gently around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes; frost flies in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace cannot be seen.

The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon and river look alike every year.

I don’t know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.

Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror.

The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil.

At this time, we are looking at each other but not hearing each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water.

Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless. I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.

9. Birdsong Stream Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

10. Spring Snow Tang Dynasty Han Yu There is no youth in the New Year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February. The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

11. Jiangnan Spring, Tang Dynasty, Du Mu. The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water villages. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

12. Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are prophets of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.

13. Storm·March 7 Su Shi of the Song Dynasty On March 7, it rained in the Shahu Road. The rain gear went away first, and everyone in the group was in a panic. I didn't realize it, but it was already sunny, so I wrote this word for it.

Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not just scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.

The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.

14. Village Dwelling, Qing Dynasty, Gao Ding The grass is growing and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.

15. A visit to the garden is not worth it. Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty should be pity for the green moss on the teeth of the clogs, and the small buckle of firewood will not open for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

16. In early spring, the Eighteenth Member of the Ministry of Water, Zhang Wai Tang, Han Yu, the light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away, but there is no grass up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

17. Quatrains by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

18. Three Poems Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me in the past; when the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, I remember Hangzhou the most; looking for osmanthus seeds in the mountain temple in the middle of the moon, watching the tide on my pillow in the county pavilion.

Will we visit again someday! Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River, and then recalling the palace of Wu; A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu girls dancing with drunken hibiscus. See you again sooner or later! 19. Poppy·The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green. The Five Dynasties Li Yu The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green. Willow eyes continue to spring.

I was silent for half a day, but the sound of bamboo and the crescent moon were still the same as before. The music and songs have not yet dispersed, but Zun Lei is still there, and the ice on the pond is beginning to melt.

20. Po Zhenzi · Spring Scenery of the Song Dynasty Yan Shu When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival.

There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole calls at the bottom of the leaves. The day is long and the catkins are light.

The charmingly smiling female companion from the east neighbor greets her on the mulberry picking path. I wonder if I had a good spring dream last night, but I will win the grass fight today.

Smiling comes from both faces. 21. Xin Lei, Qing Dynasty, Zhang Weiping. Creation is speechless but has feelings. Every time the cold comes, spring is born.

Thousands of red and purple arrangements are waiting for the first sound of new thunder. 22. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River·Transcendent Stage Work by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The spring is not yet old, the wind is gentle and the willow trees are slanting.

Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city of flowers. Thousands of homes are covered in mist and rain.

After eating cold food, I wake up and sigh. Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire.

Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. 23. The first spring rain in Lin'an Lu You, Song Dynasty The world is as thin as gauze over the years, who makes people ride in Beijing.

Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. Low paper is laid out diagonally, grass is being made leisurely, and tea is served with fine breasts under the clear window.

Don’t sigh in plain clothes because of the dust, you will still be home at the Qingming Festival. 24. Late Spring, Tang Dynasty, Han Yu. The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple compete with each other.

The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky.

25. Early spring in Nanhu, Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi. The wind returns, the clouds stop, the rain begins to clear, and the sun returns to the lakeside, which is warm and bright again.

The red mountain apricot hair is randomly scattered, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed.

I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. 26. Die Lian Hua·The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the freeze. Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the freeze. Willow eyes and plum blossom cheeks have already felt the heartbeat of spring.

Who has sex with drunken poetry? Tears melt and the remaining pink flowers are heavy. At first try, the gold thread seam of the shirt is worn, and the mountain pillow is tilted, and the hairpin head and phoenix are damaged.

There are no good dreams when I am alone and full of sorrow. It is still late at night and there are still lights and flowers. 27. Spring Night, Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi. The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold.

The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing. 28. Spring Thoughts by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty The swallow grass is like bisi, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low.

When you return home in your arms, it’s time for my concubine to lose her heart. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?

29. Boudoir's Grudge by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty The young woman in her boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with her makeup in the spring. Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title.

30. Spring Occasionally Cheng Hao, Song Dynasty The clouds are light and the wind is light. It is almost noon, and the flowers and willows are crossing the Qianchuan. At that time, people did not know Yu Xixin's joy, and they would be called young people who took leisure time to study.

31. Wang Sunyou traveled to the south. 7. Verses about spring flowers Ancient Poems

1. Numerous branches tend to fall off one after another, but the young stamens bloom carefully.

——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Seven Quatrains on Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" 2. A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner, the lovely deep red reflects the light red. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Seven Quatrains Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers" 3. There is leisure on the shore of the wild island, and the old trees have flowers but no ugly branches.

——"Dongxi" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty 4. Thousands of apricot trees grow by the river, and the wind blows all night. The garden is full of dark and light colors, shining in the green waves.

5. The mountain flowers illuminate the Wu Shaoxing River, and the branches of the trees can be confusing. ——"Mountain Flowers" by Qian Qi of the Tang Dynasty 6. The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temples are beginning to bloom.

(Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple") 7. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, but it is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me! (Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun") 8. The peach blossoms chase the poplar flowers and fall, and the yellow birds sometimes fly. (Du Fu's "Qujiang Wine") 9. The grass is green and the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are fragrant.

(Jia Zhi's "Spring Thoughts") 10. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are fat to mandarin fish. (Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song") 11. The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. Where is the hole in the clear stream? (Zhang Xu's "Peach Blossom Stream") 12. The peach red contains the lingering rain, and the willow green contains the spring smoke.

(Wang Wei's "Pastoral") 13. Last year on this day, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don’t know where the human face has gone, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.

(Cui Hu's "Ti Capital Nanzhuang") 14. The peach blossoms and flowing water (yǎo) disappeared, and there was no other world than this world. (Li Bai's "Questions and Answers in the Mountains") 15. Where peaches and plums compete for fragrance, only old plum blossoms are at peace.

(Ming Dynasty Wang Mian's "Inscribed on Plum Blossoms").

8. What are some poems about flowers in spring?

The orioles sing and the swallows dance, the flowing water on the small bridge is red and red: the petals are flying. Yuan·Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Spring" The green window spring comes late, Who wakes up, the morning orioles outside the window crow and wake up: wake up. Hu Zhiyun of the Yuan Dynasty, "Yangchun Song·Spring Scene", the clear silk blows to the courtyard, shaking the spring like threads. Curly: floating indefinitely. Clear silk: vomited by insects Silk, spring floats in the air every day. Ming Dynasty Tang Xianzu's "The Peony Pavilion·Dreams" Spring comes and everything in the world is bright. Feng Menglong's "Warning Words·Wang Jiao Writes a Hundred Years of Hate" There is no need to go to the eastern suburbs, spring is in thousands of doors Hu Zhongqing·Lu Daoyue's "Welcome to Spring" The spring scenery is sultry, I love flowers, the wind is like a fan, and the willow smoke forms a formation Qing·Hong Yi's "Eternal Life Palace·Yuyou" An ancient poem describing spring Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran) I sleep in spring without waking up, and I hear cries everywhere Birds. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers have fallen. An ancient poem that describes spring, "Ode to Willows" (He Zhizhang). Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. An ancient poem that describes spring, "Chun" Night Joyful Rain (Du Fu) Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. The wind sneaks into the night, moistening things silently. The clouds are all dark on the wild paths, and the fire on the river boats is only bright. Look at the red wet place at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. Describe spring Ancient poem about birds singing in the stream (Wang Wei) People are idle, osmanthus flowers are falling, and the spring mountain sky is quiet at night. The moonrise scares the birds, and they are singing in the spring stream. An ancient poem describing spring in the Qingming Festival (Du Mu) During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to lose their souls. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. The ancient poem describing spring is "The Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple" (Bai Juyi). The fragrance of April is gone in the world, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. I have always regretted the spring and can't find a place to return. I don't know where to turn. Describe spring An ancient poem about late spring (Han Yu) The grass and trees will know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will fight against the beauty. The poplars and elm pods have no talent to think about, but the sky is full of snow. An ancient poem describing spring. Crisp, the color of the grass looks far away but invisible. The most beautiful thing about spring is that the willows are full of smoke. The ancient poem describing spring, Chunxing (Wu Yuanheng), willows are overcast with drizzle and clear rain, and all the remaining flowers can be seen wandering orioles. The spring breeze blows the dream of hometown all night, Chasing the spring breeze again to Luocheng. An ancient poem describing spring titled Nanzhuang of the Capital City (Cui Hu) Last year, in this gate, the peach blossoms on the human face reflected each other's red color. The human face did not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smiled at the spring breeze. An ancient poem describing spring (Du Fu) In Chiri, the river and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant. Swallows fly in the mud, and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand. An ancient poem describing spring, walking alone by the river looking for flowers (Du Fu) Huang Si's mother's house is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. They linger and play with butterflies all the time. Dance, the oriole crows freely. You choose the one that suits you.