A poem describing sunny morning weather.

Yangchun song

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

In spring, Chang 'an is sunny, the poplars are curled up, and the weather is beautiful.

The flowers in front of the incense temple are red, and the hair color is embroidered in the room.

Embroidery, photograph.

Queen Yan Fei danced, and Lady Zi Gong sang a swan song.

Thirty-six thousand days, holy king, year after year.

Buddhist retreat behind the broken mountain temple

Author: Chang Jian (Tang)

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.

Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.

All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.

When I went to Jin Huashan in winter, I picked up the remains of Chen Gongxue because of my harvest.

[Tang] Du Fu

In the mountains of Fu You, the golden flowers are purple and Cui Wei. There is a blue sky in the sky, hanging down and hugging Qiongtai.

Tie the boat to the cliff, and the staff is poor and lingering. Looking around the top of the floor, the valley is open.

Sunset on the snowy ridge makes the frost heavy and sad. Burn incense and kneel down, and come in the fairy fog.

The pillars of Chen Gong Reading Hall are covered with moss. He laid hands on me very badly, which seriously hurt my talent.

enrich one's family

[Ming] Zhu Yunming

In the blue sky, there is a gloomy terrace with colorful clouds blooming at the end.

How many cows and horses can be driven by law, and you can't teach a mortal lady.

Poems about immortals (seventeen poems)

[Ming] Zhang Tai

The sea breeze gently blows the blue sky, the mountains are full of hibiscus, and the moon is full of lotus.

It's a little small for Lingbo dust socks, but most of them are ondine.

Further reading: sentences describing sunny weather

When I came to school in the morning, the sun was shining, and I already felt the sun father smiling at me and my classmates!

Because the sky is changeable and sunny, the sky is blue, sometimes it is black, and sometimes it looks like wearing white clothes.

Look at the two sky-blue petals of this little flower. Two thin stamens stand high, and the yellowish head quivers slightly, much like a dancing butterfly.

Bathed in fresh sunshine and rain, watching life flourish, my poems began to exude the fragrance of spring.

Flowers are in full bloom, red as fire, white as snow powder and colorful. Peach blossoms on the mountain look like clouds from a distance. Flowers put on a gorgeous dress for the world, very beautiful.

A row of cannas, with big red and yellow flowers with black spots, are opening their mouths and smiling at the splendid spring scenery.