Ancient poems about fragrant grass

The grass is lush and covered with paths.

Petals are dancing in the warm wind, and the flock is in a daze.

It also seems to understand people's feelings.

Grass in poetry,

With the mood of a poet,

Full of sadness, fatigue and carelessness,

Ten grasses, is it melancholy or joy?

Jiangnan spring

Matsuguchi Zhun

The waves are endless, Liu Yiyi.

The grass in the lonely village is far away, and the apricot flowers fly in the setting sun.

Jiang Nanchun was completely heartbroken, and Pingman Tingzhou people did not return.

Fog, weeping willows, grass everywhere, there are several huts in the distance, pieces of apricot flowers flying in the afterglow of the sunset. Spring in the south of the Yangtze River has passed, leaving people with worries. Tingzhou is full of apple blossoms, and my sweetheart hasn't returned yet.

Su Muzhe's nostalgia

Song Fan Zhongyan

Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.

The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.

Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

This is a word to describe homesickness. Poets borrow scenery to express their feelings and blend scenes. With colorful pen and ink, he described the vast and boundless scenery of the river fields with blue clouds, yellow leaves, cold waves, green smoke, fragrant grass, sunset and water, outlined a vast and distant Qiu Jingtu, and described the deep feelings of sleepless nights, high-rise buildings leaning alone, drowning their worries with wine and missing their homes.

catch sb's attention

Song Hongzikui

Cao Fang ferry village, pingsha. It was all green last year.

Up and down the hairspring, the warbler sounds one after another, which is infinitely charming.

The window is deep and secluded, people come home late, and golden ducks are warm.

Under the shadow of Haitang, in the sound of Zigui, it stands at dusk.

The word "Li" is reminiscent of a spoony girl standing on the grass across Tianjin at dusk, expecting the return of the right person. From morning till night, until dusk passes and night falls. It can be seen that thinking women are eager to return to people's mood.

Qiaojinmen Chunban

Song Zhu Shu Zhen

Spring is already halfway through, and this situation is infinite.

Twelve haggard and reclining, worrying about the sky.

Good weather and warm weather, lost to Yingying Yanyan.

The flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away.

This is a poem about spring that has always been in my heart. In this poem, the author expresses the pain of missing the right person every day but not meeting each other. Through the heroine's longing and feelings for the scene of late spring, she expressed her infinite sadness.

Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

Song Qian Wei Yan

The scenery on the city is chaotic, and the gate smoke is on the shore.

When will the bluegrass rest, the tears will be broken first.

Feelings are getting late, and the mirror is full of surprises.

I used to be disgusting and hated Fang Zun. Nowadays, Fang Zun is afraid of shallowness.

Spring is bright on the city, birds are singing, and the blue waves under the city are beating against the embankment. When does the poplar and green grass decline? My eyes are blurred and sad.

People gradually feel that their beautiful feelings are fading in their later years, and their beauty in the mirror has also changed. I used to be afraid to raise my glass because I was sick, but now I'm afraid my glass will be dissatisfied.

"Original check"

Five generations of Niu Xiji

The smoke of spring has come, and the stars in the sky are thin and small.

The waning moon has Zhang Mingliang's face, so don't cry at dawn.

Talk a lot, but I still have feelings. Looking back on Judah.