What are the poems describing willow trees in spring?

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 &; lt； Liangzhou Ci))

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.

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"

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")

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)

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")

2. What are the poems describing "Spring Willow" wet clothes, wanting to wet apricot flowers and rain, and blowing cold willows? _ _ _ _ Zhinan's quatrains

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand

I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's heart is bitter, and the willow returns to the pond

Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are many fish in the sea. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.

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

Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's Taicheng

Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Pick the EU"

People say that blowing like this and calling like this will make people and young people handsome. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Spring Dream

A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing

The city walls are thin willows, and the roads are lush. _ _ _ _ Zhang's "Thinking of Spring Ladies"

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. _ _ _ _ Gaoding Country House

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. _ _ _ _ He's Willow Poems

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 Yi's Cold Food/Cold Food Festival is a Thing'

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs/Early Spring Rain/Early Spring"

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Cheng Wei Qu/Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi

The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton. _ _ _ _ Two Shen Yuan Poems by Lu You

3. Poems describing spring include Willow 1 and "Chanting Willow"-Tang and Zhang Zhi.

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 early spring, eighteen members of Zhang Water Affairs Bureau appeared-Tang Hanyu.

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

3. Spring outing in Qiantang River-Tang Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

4, "weeping willows"-Tang

No feelings for the spring breeze, who dares to underestimate the enemy in the world? The king of Chu planted seeds on the river bank for no reason, and he was so hungry that he lost his waist.

5, "Liu"-Luo Yin

It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.

6, "Spring Willow"-Yong

The ancient embankment curled up and a tree smoked. If the silk does not stop, keep the boat.

4. Sentences describing willow trees in spring After a spring rain, the willow trees that had been sleeping for a winter woke up, and the long thin branches were covered with a new layer of green. Those sprouting hair buds yawned, looked around and stretched themselves. There are many branches on the willow branches, and the soft branches hang down like a thick hair. If the trunk is the pier of life, then these dense branches are the bridge of life that delivers nutrition to the leaves. A spring breeze blows. It began to perk up and dance happily! The green leaves on the tree also smile in the sun, which makes people shine at the moment and is very lively.

Willow is the messenger of spring. Whenever spring returns to the earth and everything is still asleep, the willow tree first perceives the message of spring. Look carefully, the dark green wicker slowly changes from stiff and simple to turquoise, slowly stretches upward, and can slowly swing into various charming postures. At this time, the river has obviously warmed up, and the oncoming wind has a damp smell. Look at the willow branches again. I don't know when it started, but they are no longer tired in the severe winter. There are tiny blue buds on the branches. In two or three days, new green leaves will grow on the branches, and in a few days, the newly grown willow leaves will shake out the shape of spring breeze. People can't help wondering, is this the one from the other day? Yes, the change of willow is so magical.

5. What are the sentences describing willow trees in spring? 1. "I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors." I can't help reciting this poem. In midsummer, willow branches appear longer, greener and softer. This season, it is like a grown-up girl, wearing long green hair, standing quietly with her head down and a smile. As if waiting, as if in meditation. Naughty children often break the soft branches of willows and wrap them around their heads to be heroic "PLA", not to mention how energetic they are.

Second, the spring breeze blows, and the twigs shake and flutter in the wind. Birds are also flying around the branches, twittering, as if they are really playing a spring tune.

Third, in the golden autumn, the naughty autumn sister is like a magician, making the willow tree colorful and more and more beautiful, just like a girl's braid, slim and graceful.

Fourth, the river bank changed from light green to dark green, swaying new soft branches, reflecting on the river surface, making the river also dyed green, like a jade river running eastward.

Five, the cold winter, the kind winter grandpa blew a few breaths, willow leaves turned out the old ash, willow trees could not resist the cold, like a sad old man.

What impressed me the most was that the roots of the willow were deeply rooted in the soil, so it looked vigorous and powerful, as if to stand its body firmly there. Some roots are intricately intertwined and stand out. They protrude high from the ground, as if to trip people up. When the spring rain comes, willows will grow yellow buds, and then catkins like dandelions will grow. A gust of wind blew, and catkins floated with the warm spring breeze, like snowflakes flying all over the sky. Really beautiful!

6. What ancient poems describe "spring"? Ancient poems describing homesickness 1. You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei: Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent does not change. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? (He: Homecoming Letter) 3. Yin Shu beyond the ridge, winter goes and spring comes.

The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. (Song Wenzhi's Crossing the Han River) 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.

Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... the night now gives way to the ocean of the sun, and Jiang Chunren was in the old year.

I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan: a berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain) 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng: Everyday Homecoming). The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: Silent Night Thinking) 7. The sound of the darkness of the flute flying into the spring wind filled Los Angeles.

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. (Li Bai: "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. In the guest house and Bingzhou, it is already ten first frost, and I miss Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Traveling North") 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing.

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.

Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlight Night") In the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's "Yang Liuzhi Ci" is an ancient poem describing "Liu", which has thousands of spring breeze, tender as gold and soft as silk.

Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this? Bai Juyi, a tree in Qingmen Liutang, was heartbroken and once fell into the hatred of several people. Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.

Suzhou Liutang Baijuyi Jingu Garden is yellow and graceful, and Qujiang Pavilion is swaying. Old people parade everywhere, unlike Suzhou, where there are the most willows.

Floccules on baldness touch your face, leaving you helpless in spring. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.

The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.

I want to break one and go back to this morning. In May, the roots of Liu Tang and Cuihu by the water are elegant and the shadows are shallow.

Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer. The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered.

Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew. A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised.

Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.

If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.

My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. Cui Zhang in Liu Xin Tang Dynasty is ruthless and soft, and spring comes to urge him, as if he can't stand the wind and lean on the ancient platform.

What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK. On the levee, Liu Tang and Dai Shulun weaved farewell to Spring.

Pedestrians climb high, when my concubine heartbroken. It is endowed with Changting Willow and Dai Shulun Willow in the Tang Dynasty.

The rain grinds the gold thread thin and the smoke soft. Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past.

Give more and take more, and you will get late autumn. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where shadows dance.

Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.

It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu, the only willow in the Tang Dynasty, contains willow with smoke and blows the ground for a long time.

The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.

The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.

More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. An ancient poem describing "spring" 1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere.

(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. But how much affection does an inch of grass have? (Meng Jiao: Ode to a Wanderer) 3. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia) 4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass)) 6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn.

(Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 7. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

(Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai Miscellaneous History) 9. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He: Singing Willow) 10. Spring garden can't be closed, an apricot goes out of the wall.

(Ye Shaoweng: "Not Worth Visiting the Garden") Li Longji, an ancient poem describing "The Yellow River": "The Xiaoyao Building in Dengzhou" is full of bonfires. Buzheng toured nine Luo and exhibited three Qin Dynasties.

In the past, it was a place where dragons were hidden, but today is an era of truth. Shi Ping took the platform to chat and celebrate the Spring Festival.

The Yellow River divides into several parts and flows to Tianjin. A glimpse of South Korea is like a god for thousands of years.

Qian Liu: Give a piece of land to a willing heart. The Yellow River believes that there will be a day of clarification, and it should be difficult for future generations to inherit this talent.

It is said that the Dragon King merged with Shuifu, and Qiantang borrowed money to build a money market. Li Bai: Song of Harmony: Gong Wudu Crossing the River The Yellow River came to Xiding Kunlun, and Wan Li roared and touched Longmen.

The stormy waves, Yao asked, Dayu cares about the rivers, and his children cry but don't peep at home. Killing the raging flood, Kyushu began to silkworm hemp.

Its harm is to go. Lost in the sand, I am crazy and stupid.

The morning runoff is ridiculous, others stop at their wives, and men don't cross the river. Tigers can fight, rivers can't rely on them, male fruit drowns into the sea, and long whales have white teeth like snow-capped mountains.

When it is made public, the bones are hanging in the meantime, and it' s sad to not return. Text: The Yellow River rages in the sky, sounding like Lei Yin.

Dragon waves dare not drive away the wind, rivers spray snow, Cui Weigao. I love you so much, please don't come back from Li Pei.

There was a crazy jiaozi saw at the bottom, and the cracked sail cut off the frosted teeth. The magic cone chisels stones to plug the magic pool, and the white horse [*] [*] rises to the world of mortals.

It's almost like prancing a horse with a jade whip, and it's not high hoof. Gao Shi: "Nine Songs and Three Songs" Guo Xu has never been to a temple, nor has he been on the battlefield for several years.

General sealed in the sky, wang xing on the censorate. Riding for songs, singing and dancing for thousands of times.

It's always peaceful to meet people anywhere. Iron-blooded warriors run wild in Tieling Head, and the West sees its logic and takes its seal.

Qinghai only drinks horses today, and the Yellow River doesn't need to take more precautions against autumn. An ancient poem describing "Farewell" 1 and-Wang's "Give someone a piece of water" Don't leave yan dan here, a strong man will break his wrist.

No one was there at that time, and the water is still cold today. Sent to Sichuan, separated by the wall of Sanqin, separated by the fog of five rivers.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.

Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. The second part of Two Farewells on a Moonlight in Jiangting is a chaotic smoke cage, flying south.

Silence.

7. Sentences describing willow trees in spring 1. Spring has come, and the willow tree has put on brand-new green jewelry. Willow stems are straight, brown in color and rough in bark, but the branches are drooping and each branch is smooth. The branches are covered with green leaves, which are like undulating boats. A breeze blew, the branches swayed gently, and the leaves floated lightly on the branches.

2. The stem of willow is straight, the color is brown, the bark is rough, but the branches droop smoothly, and every branch is smooth. The branches are covered with green leaves, which are like undulating boats. A breeze blew, the branches swayed gently, and the leaves danced lightly on the branches, like a boat.