Poems containing willows

1, "Xicheng Yangliu is soft in spring, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect."

Jiangchengzi Xicheng Liuyang agricultural pure meat

Song dynasty: Qin Guan

Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. I still remember that deep feeling, returning to the boat for the department. In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain.

Young people don't stay for teenagers, but when do they rest? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. Then Chunjiang burst into tears, endless and full of sorrow.

Explanation:

The willows in Xicheng haunt the tenderness of spring, reminding me of the sadness when I left, and my tears are hard to take back. Remember when you helped me tie the boat. Green Yuan Ye, red bridge, was our parting scene at that time. But now that you are gone, only the water is flowing alone.

Beautiful youth does not stay as a teenager, when will the bitterness of parting end? Catkin flying, when I boarded The Upper Terrace, the flowers fell all over the floor. Even if the river turns into tears, it will never stop flowing, and there is still sadness in my heart.

2. "The willow tree goes to the pond, and the mandarin duck goes out of the pond."

Bitter-hearted willow returns to the pond

Song Dynasty: He Zhu

Liugui pond, Yuanyang from Pu. Lv Ping got up and broke the lotus boat road. No bees and butterflies yearn for fragrance. ?

Return to the light to welcome the tide, clouds bring rain. Yiyi seems to be talking to a poet. I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason.

Explanation:

Willow trees surround the winding pond, and by the remote canal, dense duckweeds block the lotus girl. There are no bees and butterflies to appreciate my fragrance. Lotus is getting old and has a bitter heart.

Tide with sunset, rushed into the lotus pond, clouds with raindrops, ruthlessly hit the lotus. Swaying with the wind, she seems to be telling the poet her sadness: she refused to open in spring, but now she is suffering from desolation in the autumn wind for no reason.

"Under the shade of willow trees, there are colorful trees."

Huanxi sand is hidden in colorful Beijing.

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

Under the shade of willows, there is a colorful scene. In the fragrance of lotus, advise today. The sound of small words flowing into orchestral music.

Don't just hate yourself for being drunk, and you don't have to go home every night. Rain belt tobacco leaves are human feelings.

Explanation:

Under the shade of willow trees, colorful flags are flying and the air is filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers. The host politely suggested that the guests drink more and enjoy the singer's gentle singing in melodious music.

Only singing in drunkenness can soothe the hearts of parting and hatred, and don't rush home early and late. It's drizzling and willow leaves are smoky, all of which seem to be inseparable from people.

4. "willow soft smoke weaves sorrow."

Eye-catching, wicker is gentle

Song Dynasty: Wang Pei

There is a breeze in the wind, and the fans of smoke float into thousands of spring worries. Begonia has not been wet by the rain, pear blossoms are like snow, but it's a pity that spring is half over.

Now the past is hard to recall, and the soul in the dream walks around the boudoir building where you lived. Deep acacia is now only on the fragrant lilac branches and the beautiful nutmeg buds.

Explanation:

The willows play softly in the wind, and the smoke weaves into thousands of spring worries. Begonia was not wet by drizzle, but pear blossoms were like snow. It's a pity that spring is already halfway over.

It's hard to recall the past now, and the dream soul returns to the boudoir where you lived. Deep-rooted acacia is now only on the fragrant lilac branches and the beautiful cardamom tips.

5. "Thousands of willows send horseshoes, geese fly north and return south."

"Huanxisha, Liu Qian pieces send horseshoes."

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Thousands of willows send horseshoes, and geese fly from north to south. Who among the guests will change into spring clothes?

At the end of my life, I return to the sunset, and I dream of wandering in a spring. I just said goodbye to you for a long time.

Explanation:

In the season when willows are lingering, I rode a good horse to travel far away. Last spring, all the geese from the north went to the south for the winter. They changed their seasons by themselves. Who will pack my things and dress me in spring clothes?

Since ancient times, leisure can only be pinned on the afterglow of the sunset. This spring, my dream is to chase spider silk floating in the air. I just sent a letter home saying that I have been away from home for too long.