Poetry describing late spring

Poems describing late spring

1. Infinite red leaves fly to the ground, surrounded by smoke and green trees at the head of the stream. The poplar flowers are alone in the east wind, chasing each other in the clear sky without returning. "Late Spring" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty

2. The scenery in the east city is gradually beautiful, and the wrinkled ripples welcome guests. Outside the green poplar smoke, the morning light is cold, and the red apricot branches are full of spring. The floating life hates the lack of entertainment, but the love of a daughter is willing to smile lightly. I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. Song Qi's "Spring in the Jade House"

3. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presents to Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water"

4. Red beans grow in the south, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. "Lovesickness" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

5. The orioles are singing thousands of miles away, reflecting the green river, and the wind is blowing like wine flags 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. "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty

6. Swallow grass is like blue silk, and Qin mulberry has low green branches. When you are pregnant and return home, it is the time when your concubine is heartbroken. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain? "Spring Thoughts" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

7. The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple are blooming. The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. "Late Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

8. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. At night, all the clouds are dark, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. "Spring Night Joyful Rain" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

9. The flowers are hidden behind the wall at dusk, and the birds are chirping and passing by. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. I don't sleep listening to the golden key, because the wind misses the jade. There will be a seal in the Ming Dynasty. How about the night? "Spring Stay in Zuo Province" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

10. The grass grows in the original land, and the grass dries up every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson off again, feeling sad and full of farewell. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty "Farewell with Ancient Grasses"

11. It is better to go down to the Zhulou with new makeup, and be locked in the spring scenery and worry in the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew up to the jade and scratched my head. "Spring Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

12. There are few yellow birds in the spring at the mouth of the valley, and all the flowers of Xinyi are gone, and the apricot flowers are flying. I began to pity you under the window of the Youzhu Mountain, and did not change the clear shade to wait for my return. Tang Qianqi's "Returning to the Thatched Cottage in the Hometown in Late Spring"

13. The jasper is 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. "Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty

14. A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east side of the bridge. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. "Quequatrains" by Zhinan of the Song Dynasty

15. The orioles sing to announce the new year, and thousands of dragons pile up on the road in Mayi. I live in Hanyuan, a city on the upper floor, and my heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian. The brocade in the machine talks about eternal regret, and the flowers on the branches laugh and sleep alone upstairs. In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou's chariots and horses when they will return to Zile Yanran. "Spring Thoughts" by Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty

16. Ying Lian's teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the small buckle firewood door cannot be opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" by Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty

17. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the 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 of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment. "Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

18. On the beautiful Surabaya shore, the boundless scenery is new. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors. "Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty

19. Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze has reached the south bank of the Yangtze River again. When will the bright moon shine on me again? Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty "Mooring the Boat on Guazhou"

20. I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's the Qingming Festival and cold food. In the flower path, there is a lot of wind and rain, and a lot of mess. The flowing water follows the red powder, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Counting the years, all the eryngium flowers will fall away, and it will be cold and powerless. The courtyard is quiet and empty. There is nothing to talk about, and I am extremely sad. Afraid of wandering orioles and sucklings, I learned the news. Where is Chisu now? There is still no trace of Caiyun. Slow to teach others, shy to go to the upper floors, flat Wubi. Song Xin Qiji's "The River is Red in Late Spring"

21. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep vegetation in spring. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.

"Spring Outlook" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

22. There are few yellow birds in spring at the mouth of the valley, and all the Xinyi flowers are gone, and the apricot flowers are flying. I began to pity you under the window of the Youzhu Mountain, and did not change the clear shade to wait for me to return. Qian Qi's "Returning to the Thatched Cottage of Hometown Mountain in Late Spring"

23. I was lying sick and crowded in the gorge, and the Xiaoxiang Dongting was empty. It rains constantly in Chutian all year round, and winds often blow thousands of miles from Wu Gorge. The willows in the thatched pavilion on the sand are new and dark, and the lotus in the wild pond beside the city is red. In late spring, mandarin herons stand in Zhouzhu, flying back to a clump with their cubs in hand. "Late Spring" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

24. Thousands of peach trees are blooming red in the rain, and thousands of willows are swaying green in the wind. May I ask who is in charge of the spring scenery? A pair of butterflies cross the bridge. Ming Yuqian's "The Scene of the Guest House in Late Spring"

25. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet 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. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong"

26. Sleeping in spring without realizing the dawn, you can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

27. The beauty of Chu is thousands of miles away, so why would a traveler bother to take credit? Traveling geese meet in the fragrant forest, and choughs are noisy in the waiting hall. In spring, the grass along the river is blooming, and the flowers are blooming on the water. A bottle of wine in the east wind makes me miss home alone in the new year. Song Ouyang Xiu's "Early Spring Southern Expedition Sends to Friends in Luozhong"

28. The flowers are hidden in the wall at dusk, and the birds are chirping and passing by. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. I don't sleep to listen to the golden key, because the wind misses the jade. There will be a seal in the Ming Dynasty. How about the night? Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty's "Spring Stay in Zuo Province" The Highest Building·Late Spring

Xue Angfu The Highest Building Late Spring

The flowers are tight, and there are twenty-four sorrows. It's the fifth watch of the storm. If the moss invades the steps, it is better to wear socks and moisten your clothes with plum blossoms to try the incense camp. The green window is idle, people are dreaming and sleeping, and the birds are singing quietly. Press the Yin Zheng and learn to play the Acacia tune. Write about the secret love and hate to kill the few close friends. Wherever you go, talk about romance. A trace of willow and a thousand traces of hatred, three parts of spring beauty and two parts of rest. In the falling flowers, in the flowing water, the two are leisurely.

Appreciation

Xue Angfu (12671359) was a Sanqu master in the Yuan Dynasty. Hui people. His original name was Xue Chaowu, with the first character as his surname. His ancestors moved inland and lived on Huaimeng Road (the seat of governance is now Qinyang, Henan). Both his ancestors and father were granted the title of Duke of Qin. The Chinese surname is Ma, and also has the courtesy name Jiugao, so it is also called Ma Angfu and Ma Jiugao. According to Zhao Mengfu's "Preface to the Collected Poems of Xue Angfu" ("Song Xuezhai Collected Works"), he once served as a disciple to Liu Chenweng (1234~1297), and it can be inferred that he was born between the beginning and the first year of the Yuan Dynasty. He has served as an official of the Jiangxi Provincial Order and History, a minister of the Dianrui Academy, the general manager of Taiping Road, and the general manager of Quzhou Road. Xue Angfu was good at seal script and was famous for his poems, but his collection of poems has been lost. The poems are included in "Huang Yuan Feng Ya Hou Collection", "Selected Poems of Yuan Dynasty" and other collections. Qingming · Qingming late spring

Sun Changyin Qingming late spring

Qingming late spring, looking at the northern mountain frontier.

The flint fire blooms new flames, and the tung blossoms sprout old branches.

Shen Ming is ashamed of his new year's gifts, and banishes his friends from the feast.

Not as good as the birds in the forest, they move around and feather their feathers.

Translation and annotations

During the Qingming Festival, people can’t go home to visit graves, but they are alone on the road in a foreign land. It’s already uncomfortable; besides, the weather is not good either. With a gloomy face, the drizzle fell one after another, the eyes were hazy, and the spring shirt was wet. Poet, my soul is almost broken! Find a hotel to take shelter from the rain, warm yourself up, and relieve your worries. But where is the hotel? The poet thought about it and asked the shepherd boy on the roadside. The little shepherd boy riding on the back of the cow pointed in the distance with his hand - Oh, in that village full of apricot flowers, a hotel was raised up in front of it, attracting pedestrians!

1. Qingming: my country’s traditional tomb-sweeping festival, which falls around April 5th in the Gregorian calendar.

2. To be separated from the soul: to describe the deep sadness, as if the soul is about to be separated from the body.

3. Just a question: Excuse me.

Appreciation

This day is the Qingming Festival. Xiao Du happened to be caught in the rain while walking. Although Qingming is a time of bright spring flowers and green flowers, it is also a time when the climate is prone to changes and the weather is often troubled. As far back as the Liang Dynasty, someone recorded that during the Cold Food Festival two days before Qingming, there were often strong winds and even rain. If it rains on the Qingming Festival, it is also called the Fire Rain.

The poet Du Mu encountered exactly such a day.

The poet used the word "Fan" to describe the fire and rain that day, which was really good. How can you see that? One after another, if it describes snow, it should be heavy snow. The so-called "one after another" refers to a heavy snowfall. But when it comes to rain, the situation is exactly the opposite. What makes people feel confused is not heavy rain, but drizzle. This drizzle is exactly the characteristic of spring rain. The drizzle is the kind of light rain that moistens the streets. It is different from the torrential rain in summer, and it is definitely not the same as the pattering autumn rain. This continuous rain captures the spirit of throwing fire and rain during the Qingming Festival, and conveys the melancholy and beautiful state of being cold and bullying flowers, trapping smoke in willows.

The words here are undoubtedly describing the artistic conception of the spring rain; but it is more than that, it also has a special function, that is, it actually describes the person. The mood of a traveler in the rain. Manjianghong late spring

Xin Qiji Manjianghong late spring

I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and it’s time to eat cold food during the Qingming festival. In the flower path, there is a lot of wind and rain, and a lot of mess. The red and pink darkness drifts away with the flowing water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Counting the years, all the eryngium flowers will fall away, and it will be cold and powerless.

The courtyard is quiet and empty. There is nowhere to talk, it is extremely idle. Afraid of wandering orioles and sucklings, I learned the news. Where is Chisu now? There is still no trace of the colorful clouds. If you are embarrassed to teach people, you will go up to the upper floor to be flat and flat.

Appreciation

Jiaxuan's poetry is known for its boldness, but there are also some chapters that are subtle and subtle. Great writers don't just have one pen and ink. They can fill in words based on the content and the needs of expression, and change them, just like the so-called Fu Cai of the Six Methods of Painting. According to the lyrics score, "Manjianghong" uses oblique rhyme and is often interspersed with three-character short sentences. Therefore, its tone is complex and ups and downs, suitable for expressing impassioned emotions. Bold and unrestrained poets are also willing to use it. Yue Wumu's angry and furious poem can be used as a model specimen. However, He Fanghui had already used this tune to fill in the lyrics titled "Shangchunqu" to express the deep and gentle feelings of the song. However, it was Xin Jiaxuan who inherited the tradition.

This word expresses the sorrow of missing spring and regretting other things. It is the most common content in Song poetry: the upper column focuses on describing the scenery, and the lower column focuses on lyricism. It is also the most commonly used composition in long tunes. Although it is common and commonly used, it is easy to fall into stereotypes, but if you understand the word carefully, it is neither clichéd nor clichéd, but also has new characteristics. It is euphemistic but not soft; delicate but not flat. To achieve this step, it all depends on the strength of the bones. Specifically speaking, every sentence has its bones. The bones are words with profound meaning and heavy weight that are eye-catching. The strength generated from the bones is enough to support each sentence and cheer up the whole article. I live in Jiangnan. , and after that, the Qingming Festival is cold food. In this sentence, the word "Jiangnan" means "bone". When these two words are connected with the title, it can trigger rich associations in readers: In the early spring in the south of the Yangtze River, the scenery is beautiful, orioles are singing thousands of miles away, red and green contrast, water villages and mountain peaks, wine flags are flying in the wind, and in late spring in March, flowers are blooming, trees are growing, and grass is growing. The long oriole flies. In addition to causing reproduction, another function of bones is to show their power, which can be seen in the wind and rain and the mess in the flower path. The word "wolf" in this sentence refers to its bones. From these two words, the reader seems to feel a violent and violent force. In comparison, Meng Haoran's so-called sound of wind and rain at night, and how many flowers have fallen, seem ordinary. Li Qingzhao's so-called "know it or not" should be green, fat, red and thin, which is only mild, and here the rich bones of the word "Land" are clearly visible in red, pink and dark colors. As the water flows away, the trees in the garden gradually feel clear and dense, and their bones are in the dark and gradually aware places. In these two places, the bones show their strength and toughness and function as tendons. The author developed the scene of green, fat, red and thin into a fourteen-character couplet, eliminating statements and establishing new ideas. Therefore, he deliberately focused on the turning points and connections to surpass the predecessors. Follow secretly, without noticing it; gradually become aware of it, already. It can be said that it is unique and ingenious to express the passage of time and seasons through people's cognitive process. Count the years

The following few words, pick out the flower of Erythrina to supplement, change the general theory into a practical statement. The three characters "Han Weili" are quite new and eye-catching, as they naturally represent the bones. Cold means flowers are thin and weak. Therefore, there is no way to attach the branches, so they have to drift down with the wind. Instead of the clear green leaves, they can shine brightly on the branches. The comparison between cold flowers and dense leaves can also make people think that if it can be combined with the author's situation and mood to say that it implies the failure of a gentleman and the gain of a villain, it seems not unreasonable.

As far as composition is concerned, the metaphor implicit here is the transition from the description of scenery in the upper column to the lyrical expression in the lower column. It is only implicit but can be hidden, so it is particularly thought-provoking.

Xia Qiu, pretending not to be able to meet the beauty he misses, to express his inner sorrow. The courtyard is quiet and empty. There is nothing to say about the four short sentences of Xianchou, which are just to highlight the word Xianchou. Xianchou is the most common word in Song poetry, and its meaning is also the most uncertain. It is a vague concept. Poets often refer to extremely deep feelings and indescribable melancholy as leisurely sorrow. If readers want to explore its specific meaning and make its ambiguity clear, they must investigate it in conjunction with the historical background, the author's life, and other relevant information, and they can almost make reasonable inferences. The so-called idle sorrow in this poem of the author should be due to the political frustration caused by the fact that he was not reused by the Southern Song Dynasty court, could not fulfill his ambition of rejuvenating the country, and was hated and excluded by the capitulationists. By derivation from this, he is afraid of wandering orioles and sucklings, and when he learns the news, he hates the rumors and gossips of traitors, which are meant to add insult to injury. The combination of pure elements and green clouds, symbolized by beauty, expresses the desire and pursuit of ideals. However, the information does not come, there is no trace, there is only a glimmer of hope, and the heart is still full of worries, and the ending of Ping Wu Bi is logical and logical. Flexible, here is close to the word Hun, which means simple and true. Pingwu is green, which can be compared with Ouyang Xiu's words. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians can even look outside the spring mountains. This means that even if you go up to a high building and look far away, what you see is probably a river full of green grass. There is a sentence in Jiaxuan's "Moyu'er" about the end of the world with no way back, which means that the way back has been blocked by Pingwu, and ultimately you will not be able to meet the one you love.

Bixing sustenance is a tradition of coquettishness. Most of the lyrics written by people in the Song Dynasty inherited this tradition. This is the case with this poem. However, the poet's writing style always conveys his meaning in a vague and ambiguous way, which results in the works being ambiguous.

This kind of ambiguity not only does not damage the artistry of poetry, but sometimes becomes a factor that constitutes the artistic charm of poetry. The more vague and uncertain it is, the more intriguing it is. This seemingly strange phenomenon is a major feature of the art of poetry. As far as readers are concerned, if they can get a rough idea, they should stop at the right time; if they think too deeply, seek too realistically, and refuse to let go of every word or sentence, they will conclude that there are hidden things everywhere, and it is inevitable to catch the wind and catch the shadow. Far-fetched.