Complete works of ancient poetry in May poetry

1, Tianshan five In the snow, no flowers but cold. -Tang Li Bai's "Xia Sai Qu"

In May, the mountains were still covered with snow, with only cold air and no flowers at all.

2. Tian Jia has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"

Farmers seldom have free months. When May comes, people are busier.

3. In May, pomegranate blooms brightly, and the children have begun to grow between branches. -Tang Hanyu's Liu Hua Tang Hanyu

Pomegranate flowers in full bloom in May are as red as fire, and green leaves cover the first ripe fruits.

4. In May, pomegranate blossoms are enchanting. The green poplars drooped because of the rain. -Song Ouyang Xiu, "The Fisherman is proud, and Liu Hua is enchanting in May."

May is the season when pomegranates bloom. Willow was wet with drizzle, and its branches and leaves hung low.

In May, the wheat in the south of the Yangtze River is thin, and it rains slightly in Huangmei season. -Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha May Jiangnan Wheat Thin"

In the south of the Yangtze River in May, the uncollected wheat was scattered, which coincided with the rainy season.

6. In May, it rained lightly in Mabel Miao. -Qian Qing Daxin "May"

The new green seedlings in May are as thin as needles, and it is difficult to see a few drops of rain in 20 days.

7. In May, Nantang was full of water, blowing off and carp blowing. -Qing Mao Qiling's Lotus Cup, Nantang is full in May.

Nantang is full of water in May, and the wind breaks in September.

8. Orioles peck at purple fruits and sing on mulberry branches in May. -Tang Li Bai's "Bai Ying Fei Cao Chang"

In May, yellow gulls pecked at mulberries of wood color and sang on the branches of mulberry trees.

9. Wind-driven rainstorm sprinkled the high city, and the cloud pressure was light. I don't know where the dragon went after the rain, and a pool of grass was full of frogs. -Liu Mingji's "Heavy Rain on May 19th"

The strong wind drove the rainstorm into the city, and the dark clouds squeezed each other and made a low thunder. The heavy rain has passed, and I don't know where Yulong will go. By the pond, there are lush vegetation and thousands of frogs are singing.

10, the place where songbirds sing, swayed for a day to drain the rain. The eye is flat, and the red tree is broken. There are countless furnace smoke, only the difficulty of light cold. Suddenly I saw the shadow of flowers in the west building, and it was sunny and urged dusk. -Chen Ming Zilong's "Golden Gate May Rain"

The orioles cry and fall, and it is raining all over the sky. At first glance, the grassland in Ma Pingchuan, people have left, red flowers have been hit by rain, and the trees are bright green. It takes countless stoves to smoke and bake clothes, and it is difficult to spend them only when it is a little cold. Suddenly, I saw the shadow of the flowers on the west floor, which made the weather clear and urged the arrival of dusk.