Ancient poems about gardens

1. (Tang), an ancient poem about the beauty of the garden, Du Fu knows when it rains and when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. The quatrains (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu has beautiful mountains and rivers, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Jiang Nanchun (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu's thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Looking for flowers by the river (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu was lazy and sleepy in spring in front of Huangshi Tower.

Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red. Su Shi, the late scene of Hui Chong's riverside (Song Dynasty), was a duck prophet with three peach blossoms outside the bamboo.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. In the spring (Song) year, Zhu Shengtian, looking for the fragrance of Surabaya, the vast scene was new for a while.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. It's not worth going to the park (Song Dynasty). Ye Shaoweng should pity ivory to seal green silk, but Xiao Kou Chai Fei won't open for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. The grass in the village (Qing) grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. Recalling Jiangnan (Tang) Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar.

At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? On New Year's Day (Song Dynasty), Wang Anshi's one-year-old firecrackers sounded, and the spring breeze entered Tu Su in send warm. The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

In Tomb-Sweeping Day (Tang Dynasty), there was abundant rain, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Koike (Song) Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. Xiao-he just showed his horns, and there were dragonflies early.

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu knew when it was rainy, and when it was spring, it happened. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

The quatrains (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu has beautiful mountains and rivers, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

Jiang Nanchun (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu's thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Looking for flowers by the river (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu was lazy and sleepy in spring in front of Huangshi Tower. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.

Su Shi, the late scene of Hui Chong's riverside (Song Dynasty), was a duck prophet with three peach blossoms outside the bamboo. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

In the spring (Song) year, Zhu Shengtian, looking for the fragrance of Surabaya, the vast scene was new for a while. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

It's not worth going to the park (Song Dynasty). Ye Shaoweng should pity ivory to seal green silk, but Xiao Kou Chai Fei won't open for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

The grass in the village (Qing) grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

Recalling Jiangnan (Tang) Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar. At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? On New Year's Day (Song Dynasty), Wang Anshi's one-year-old firecrackers sounded, and the spring breeze entered Tu Su in send warm.

The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old. In Tomb-Sweeping Day (Tang Dynasty), there was abundant rain, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die.

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. Koike (Song) Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. On June 27, Wang Hulou was drunk (Song). Su Shi's dark clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountain, and the white rain jumped off the boat.

Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. It rained after the lake drank Chu Qing (Song Dynasty). Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. Four Seasons and Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory (Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda's performances during the day and night were all hemp, and the children in the village were in charge.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. Mountain Tour (Tang Dynasty) Du Muyuan lived in Bai Yunsheng.

Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

2. Poems describing courtyards, books delivered in the Yuan and Eight Dynasties. Bai Juyi entered the pavilion for worship and retired to the porch.

Back in Zhao, people lay on horseback and rested on their saddles. But I slept until noon, and I sat up in awe.

When the weather is fine, it will be fine after the rain. Persimmons are lush, and the Wangs' courtyard is spacious.

Huxian bottled wine, Nanshan on the wall. Sleep alone or sit alone, and the wind will open ahead.

The Zen monk and the poet met for the second time. If you want to talk all night, you must sleep all day.

There is nothing to do but pay tribute to the court. Long health, officials and the poor are safe.

Fortunately, there is no urgent illness, and it is neither bitter nor hungry. From then on, speak appropriately, but not on the outside.

Only those who should be quiet believe it, while those who move are hard to speak. Yuan in Taichung served the imperial court and became a Langguan sooner or later.

No official, no one is idle. Playing with the trees in the new court is easy to make the Tang Dynasty foggy. At the beginning of April, the new leaves became cloudy.

Shake the beautiful scenery and build a deep courtyard. There are people who have nothing to do, but I'm looking here.

You can only play with things at that time, but you can also open your eyes. Talk to a Taoist or listen to a poet.

Spring is full of fragrance, and nightingales abound. I live a leisurely life, so I forget the worldly thoughts.

People who know the truth before they know it are not necessarily in the mountains. Sixty rhymes in spring and Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.

As soon as you open your mouth, you will weave shells and cut onions. Drunk and charming, two bright pupils overflow in the water wave.

But if you enjoy infinite happiness, you will know how to hate it. The bridal chamber is leisurely and graceful, and the courtyard is lush.

The Tang past in Langtaosha is only sad, but it is difficult to arrange the scenery. Moss invaded the courtyard in the autumn wind.

The bead curtain is idle. Who comes all day long? The golden lock has been buried and is extremely strong. On a cool night, the moonlight blooms.

I got the shadow of Lou Yu Yaodian, and I took a photo of Qinhuai. Yu Meiren Song Sushi's courtyard is deep and clear, and peaches and plums are in full bloom.

Willow silk covered with Yushu, drizzling outside the curtain, light cold. The terrace of yat sen villa is getting brighter and brighter, and I am drunk before I can spell flowers.

It's quieter to invade the corridor, walking around alone, thinking. Nian Nujiao Song Liqing took a look at the depression hospital, and it was windy and drizzling, so the heavy door had to be closed.

Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather. Writing a poem is a leisurely taste.

When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries. It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides. The jade fence was dry and careless.

Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad. The morning dew is clear, and the new tung is introduced at the beginning, which is more or less spring! The sky is crisp and the smoke is rolling. Is it sunny today? Li Qingzhao's courtyard in Song Xian, Linjiang is deep, and the Spring Festival Evening with clouds and fog pavilions is gaunt and harmful to everyone.

Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi. Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing.

Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat. Shasong in Huanxi, Li Qingzhao's bun hurts spring, and the wind falls in the courtyard at the beginning and evening of May, and the clouds are light and sparse.

Jade duck smoked the brain, Zhu Ying covered the tassel, and rhinoceros also relieved the cold. The water dragon sings, and Lu Youzun looks for spring at the bottom of the flower in front of him, sighing that his mood is completely reduced.

A suit of ping mail, drunkenness is not about wine, beauty is far away. This year, malodorous, rainy, Yelang River.

Leaning on the floor, playing the flute, looking at the mirror by the window, crying all over. Flowers fall on the moon and the courtyard is bright.

Silence, heartbreak. Hand in hand side by side, it worked at that time, drawing Liang Qiyan.

Meet new people, net dust, dance shirt fans. I am ashamed and haggard, and I am careless about my own path, for fear that Yinger will see me.

Zhaojun complained that Song Lu traveled in the yard all day, and people were tired and didn't bother to shake their fans. Xiao Jing writes about Xiaoxiang, which is cool from birth.

Shuangyan is blooming outside the curtain, and someone is watching it under the curtain. Bao Zhuan dismantled the official and burned incense.

How deep is Liang Zhusong Ouyang Xiu's yard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

Walking slowly on the beach, Ouyang Xiu walked to Song Guzhou alone, his eyes blocked by danger. I finally made a sunset rain, but it was gone.

Cold leaves are messy. The crescent moon is bright and the clear waves are shallow.

Tonight, it is hard to get rid of boredom and separation. Strong to the pillow, light residual leakage forever, close your eyes and miss your eyes.

I clearly dreamed that I was like a flower. According to the former, the old hospital.

New moon photo, curtain hanging, bead curtain rolling. Gradually dawn, pulse condition is Jue Yuan to the horizon.

Liu Yong, Linjiang Song Xian, dreamed of a small yard, with a cold wind and drizzle. Outside the window, autumn leaves fall wildly.

My heart is shaking. Nai cold leaks forever, lonely and sad, tears and candles burn empty.

For no reason, it's just an embroidered pillow and a leisurely night. Depression.

Love is hate, try to be young and tolerant. Chueh-hsin came here haggard with an old weather vane.

The soul disappeared. Thinking about pleasure, smoke and waves hinder, Fang Yuan.

It's boring to ask how to live a taboo life after 18 years old. Queqiao New Hetang, Qinghuayuan, the rain broke outside the eaves.

There are two noisy frogs. Why does it sound like singing songbirds? The scenery is flowing, tourists are sweating, and Mo Wen's sideburns are very long.

Drink drunken songs, save half and worry half. Ugly slaves are slow/picking mulberry seeds is slow. Song Panfen is worried about spring, but it is still sunny.

Under the thick green shade, Yan language warblers are singing. Counting the new lotus cymbals, lightly flooding the pool.

It's sunny and rainy after a curtain of wind, May Huang Shi. Remember that time, Jade Man was so sleepy that he tried to get dressed for the first time.

* * * Hand in hand, red window embroidery, painting fan poems. How can it be today? Half the bed is full of bright moon.

Where is Zhangtai? For me, frown. In Song Dynasty, Jiang Kui's Xiang Lian fell into a dispute, the trees were sparse and green, and the courtyard was dark and rainy.

There is no reason to embrace the shadow, but also see that the walls of Shinohara are dark and the steps of moss are cut. He bid farewell to Fujian and asked who played the water pipa.

Unfortunately, it is a piece of land, which has always been paid to thrush. Long hate each other never had to pay, now what's the matter, and farewell to the west wind.

Cold and smoky, moving people far away, sailing like leaves. Miss Wen Jun for a long time, leaning on bamboo and worrying about life.

After returning, Cui Zun took two sips, took off the bead curtain and looked at the moon delicately.

3. Ask the ancients to describe the poem of the courtyard ~ "Sangmei Villa"

Shake the whole river,

The birds sang in unison.

The mountain wind slowly lifted the velvet quilt,

Xi Yu Xi Xi Shi ma

The old woman by the window wove a magnificent picture.

The old man in the hospital is busy playing chess.

Brain power flies half the sky,

Work hard for three points.

Resentment in spring

[Liu]

The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.

The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

Han's five-character poem "Lazy Up"

A hundred tongues are asleep, and spring is like a heartbeat. The pillow marks are slightly lighter, and the tears are like jade.

Embroidered smoke rests in the cage, and candlelight still exists in Pingshan. Warm socks are too narrow and thin clothes are too wide.

It rained last night, and it's very cold now. Is the begonia flower there? Lie on your side and look at the shutter.

Mao slandered "Ansha cold food place Qingdongtang for wine"

At the beginning of light rain, butterflies make balls, and the wind gently dries the mud. The swing yard is very cold.

Don't chase after it for the sake of Qing Zun, but also urge the new fire to continue. A spring is full of listlessness.

He Zhu's Jiang Miao Xian

Get drunk at noon, wake up tired at night, and Yuanyang's spring dream is the first surprise. Idle in the deep courtyard, listening to Yingge. If the sunset is intentional, it is often bright in the small window. Don't cherish the past, mountains and rivers are vertical and horizontal. Many lovers are heartless. Leisure and worry are repeated, and the corresponding two tides are born.

4. What are the poems about "Garden"? 1, gold is reluctant to buy youth; Bald head is the owner of the garden.

(Tang Yong Tao's "Persuade People to Be Happy") 2. Looking at the Gardens in Jinping (The Wind and Spring Days Reflected in Wang Xing's Spring Palace by Don Li Shishi) 3. Gardens should be lost (Snow by Wang Tang) 4. There are a lot of stars in the garden (Song Dynasty's "Song of the Wind" is like a bed of jasmine garden (the sky is partridge, and it is carefree and prosperous). Who doesn't borrow the garden to see (Tang Zhangji, assistant minister Fang Die) 8. Share the apricot garden (Tang, Yuan) He can't give it to the official for five years, and he will be fined. The bald head is the master of the garden, and the drunken flower is someone else.

"Looking at the Spring Palace in Spring" Time: Tang Author: Li Shishi Jade, gold and sky, the garden looks around the screen. Light silk half brush cinnabar, fine valerian covered with painted plum.

Butterflies are flying on the throne, and songbirds are bending over the fairy cup. The sacred words are full of glory, and the autumn wind in Mo Daocai is the mainstay.

The original snow in Wang Lie's Snow flies like a dream butterfly, and its expression is breathtaking. At dawn in the middle of the night, Wan Shuchun.

The garden is getting lost, and the White House suddenly becomes a neighbor. Scattered into the fairy kitchen, still like mica dust.

5. The ancient poem describing the courtyard garden is 1. There is a pile of smoke in the courtyard, and there is no heavy curtain outside the curtain. Dead Hua Lian by Ouyang Xiu, a writer in the Song Dynasty, is a sentence.

2。 I have no choice but to let the flowers fall, but I feel familiar with the geese, and the small garden fragrant path lingers alone. Huanxisha written by Yan Shu, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, is also a word.

3。 A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. Meditation after breaking the mountain temple is often written by poets in the Tang Dynasty, and it is a poem.

4。 The old lady didn't sweep the flower path for the guests. Today, it's only for you. Chai Men hasn't opened it for you yet, but it will open it for you today. Du Fu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem "Guests Arrive".

5。 Silently alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard. Li Yu, a famous poet of the Five Dynasties emperors, was the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

1. Humanism I live in the city, and I am suspected to be in the mountains. (Yuan, The Scene of the Lion Forest).

I have no mercy on people, I believe there are mountains and forests in the city. (Wen Zhiming, "Ode to the Humble Administrator's Garden, Ruoshutang").

I don't know that there are mountains and forests in the city, and Xie Gongshan Valley should be blameless. (Song "Autumn Visit to Zhou Huaiyun Pavilion". Huaiyunge is now the northern half garden of Suzhou).

3. Cut off the dialect in the west of the city, and seclusion is definitely like a wild family. (10,000 "Rethinking Jiang's Art Garden").

Who says that today is not what it used to be, we know that there are mountains and forests in the city. (Qing Qianlong's "The Sentence of the Lion Forest").

5. Where can the laity find high marks? There are mountains and forests in the city. (Wang Qing Geng Yan's trip to the Lion Forest).

6. Sentences describing ancient courtyards have withstood the test of ice and snow at the end of winter every year, and plum blossoms are in bud. In early spring and February, the earth has not fully recovered, but plum blossoms are in full bloom and red buds and green calyx are covered with branches. The scenery is beautiful, and Leng Xiang is refreshing.

Between plum trees, a flower path paved with white stones winds to the front of the building. The small building is made of white stone, green vines hang from the balcony on the second floor, the winding corridor fence at the bottom is accompanied by begonia and peach blossoms, the windowsill of the ice lattice window is painted light blue, and the cotton paper stuck on the window is as white as snow, which looks like a fairyland from a distance.

At this time, the night is already deep, the moonlight is weak and the stars are sparse. In this silent night, early winter, with the fragrance of plum blossoms, the silver lamp shines brightly on the snow-like white window paper, revealing two infinitely beautiful shadows, one sitting and the other standing.

Go to the end along the corridor of the main building of Zhuyuan, and you can enter the peak of Qiushan, a Yellowstone rockery with red stones. Only this color will give birth to autumn. The appropriateness of this mountain lies in its echo with the peaks other than the main peak, and in the consistency of its mountain landscape.

It is better to say that the bamboo garden is stacked with autumn mountains than to say that it is released. It is so stable and comfortable, in line with the laws of nature and pleasing to the eye. Only a few stones and a few bamboos are enough to make people linger in a gap in that mountain. Looking back, the cornice at the corner of Qiu Ge at the top of the mountain and the jade overpass that can be crossed only one step away from the mountainside remind people that they are in a rockery.