Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died.

Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.

2. Juyuan Yang's "Fu Liu Bie Zheng Wai"

Willow is full of smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year. Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust.

3. Dai Shulun's "Ford Field Ting Liu"

Willow in the long pavilion, flowing clouds. Rain is thin and smoke is soft. Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. How can I get late autumn with more discounts?

4. Yang Liuzhi of Liu Yuxi.

Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.

5. Yang Liuzhi, Zhou Dehua

Qingjiang Qianliu was the Boss Bridge twenty years ago. I once said goodbye to my lover's bridge, but I haven't heard from him since.

6. Li Bai's Grandma Pavilion

The saddest place in the world is this farewell acie law. Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green.

7. Luo Yin's Liu

It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.

2. With regard to Liu's ancient poems, there is no way for mountains and rivers to be suspicious, and there is another village. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan's "Jueju"

"Two orioles sing on the top of a green willow, and egrets reach the sky" —— Du Fu's quatrains

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. -Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! -Wang Zhihuan's Two Poems on Liangzhou.

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow

In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. -Ouyang Xiu "How Deep is the Courtyard"

The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows. -Nalan Xingde's "Linjiang Xian Liu Han"

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Gao Ding's "Country House"

At dusk, crows crow in the courtyard. Remember that man, Pear Blossom and Moon Bright. -The Little Mermaid by the cat, the east wind is swaying and the clouds are light.

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. -Han Yi's Cold Food

Hearts also contain fresh rain overnight, green willows and a touch of spring smoke. -Wang Wei's "Seven Pastoral Music Six"

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf -Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"

Rustling clothes towel falling jujube flowers, village south village north ring car, cattle clothes ancient willow selling cucumbers. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha, rustling clothes and towels falling jujube flowers"

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. -Han Yu, "Early Spring is Zhang Shiba, the Minister of Water Resources"

In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"

We danced and sang heartily, exhausted, and shook the peach fan feebly, from the late-night dance of Liushao Moon until the roof outside the house fell in the middle of the night. -Yan Dao Ji's "Partridge Sky, Colorful Sleeves, Diligent Jade Bell"

3. It is a long-standing farewell custom in China to use Bahe willow as a farewell poem and fold willow to bid farewell, which began in the Han Dynasty.

According to "Sanfu Huang Tu Bridge", "Baqiao Bridge is in Chang 'an East, crossing the water is the bridge, and the Han people send guests to this bridge, and the willow is folded to see them off". Outside the east gate of Chang 'an, the capital, there is a Baqiao, and willows are arranged on both sides of the Bahe River. Known by the world as baqiao willow and willow smoke spring, it is climbed by pedestrians every year.

Seeing off relatives and friends who left Chang 'an eastbound, they often stopped at Baqiao to say goodbye. Here, willows are lined up on the shore, and the silk is swaying. Farewell takes the homonym of "willow" and "stay", and folding the willow to bid farewell not only expresses the feeling of reluctance, but also implies that people are going to other places, just like willow trees are beaming and thriving.

During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was more popular to fold willows to bid farewell, and this custom was also described in many literary works. The poem "Farewell" in the Sui Dynasty wrote: "The willow is more important than the ground, the flowers of the sun fly in the sky, the wicker is broken and the flowers fly out, so please don't return."

It vividly describes the feeling of giving away the willow. I don't know how many parting feelings the Eight Bridges bid farewell to. Over time, Baqiao was renamed as "Bridge of Love" and "Bridge of Broken Hearts".

1 Baling willow is harmless every year. How many things are immersed in mourning for Qin E? Why do wuyue beauties wander thousands of miles in the land of Qin? Moonlight reflects weeping willows, its rustling sound lingers in the boudoir, and the remnants of the Han family's mausoleum are drowned in the historical dusk due to the suffering of the west wind. At this time, on the bank of Bahe River, only the farewell willow branches swayed with the wind, and the snow in Baling reminded us of countless stories of standing on the bank of Bahe River and folding willows and looking back at the sky in Chang 'an. The drizzle fell from Li Bai's words, and an umbrella passed by me. I feel lost. No one walked with me, and no one folded a willow tree for me to say goodbye. I went back to Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi Ci in the Tang Dynasty along the original road, with thousands of spring breeze, tender as gold and soft as silk. Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this? Bai Juyi, a tree in Liutang, Qingmen, is sad and has been complained by several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. Suzhou Liutang Baijuyi Jingu Garden is yellow and graceful, and Qujiang Pavilion is swaying.

Old people parade everywhere, unlike Suzhou, where there are the most willows. Floccules on baldness touch your face, leaving you helpless in spring.

Chen Guangjiu in Xinliutang, Chang 'an, is at the beginning of the cloud, and the yellow willow is new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.

The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.

In May, the roots of Liutang Cuihu Lake near the water are very elegant and the shadow is very shallow. Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer.

The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered. Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew.

A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised. Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring.

Liu Tang, the wind is slow, dragging smoke and brushing water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.

Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.

In new Liu Tang, Cui Mi is ruthless and soft, and spring comes to urge her, as if she can't stand the wind and lean on the ancient platform. What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.

On the levee, Liu Tang and Dai Shulun weaved farewell to Spring. Pedestrians climb high, when my concubine heartbroken.

The unique Liuting, the Liuting of Dai Shulun in Tang Dynasty, and the flowing water in the shade of trees. The rain grinds the gold thread thin and the smoke soft.

Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. Give more and take more, and you will get late autumn.

The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where shadows dance. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.

Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.

Du Mu, the only willow in the Tang Dynasty, smoked a willow and shook it for a long time. The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.

Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring. Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.

New Liu Tang Du Mu is unable to shake the wind and dawn the new color, and his waist is like jealousy. The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.

A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust. More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.

From Du Xunhe's "Fishing Gully Flowing Pond Method" to Yugou Spring, the color of willow beside the ditch is new. The cage passed through the forbidden water and gently blew to North Korea.

The sun is near, the sun is early, and the sky is low. Gu Ying's habitat is unstable, so it is difficult for maids to draw.

Chu shook the waves in the air, and the Sui dike darkened the dust. How to get to the imperial city, you must first cover the golden dragon.

Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.

Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.

A cage of gold thread bent a bridge in Liutang Hanwo, and several children hurt her waist. But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.

Tang Gu Yun's two poems about Liu Yong are full of dew and smoke, yellow, green and white. There is no wind floating in the long beach, and the wide stranger begins to pity the sun.

Draw a feast and steal a dance, and learn to frown in the dressing cabinet. Stay in the pavilion, don't let go of the spring dusk, and fold a thousand branches.

Idle flowers and weeds are always innovative, and their eyebrows are wrinkled and their stems are uneven. Begging for the strength of the east wind will not waste a spring.

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Du Fu (Tang) was heartbroken. Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms chase water.

But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? ? Who can't get homesick when they hear that there is another village in the serenade? Yang Liuan, the morning breeze and the waning moon! The willows brushed their faces. I was gone in the past, but now I think about it. Rain and snow are falling, willows are hanging on the ground, and flowers are flying all over the sky.

The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I wonder if pedestrians will come back. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves by the breeze of the waning moon, and their flutes danced in the dark and scattered all over the room.

In this serenade, I heard that the willow tree was broken. Who doesn't remember the withered skin of Bai Juyi, an old willow beside the road in Zhou Bei? That short strip should be broken frequently. But I don't know who the first seed is when I see half the failure.

Snowflakes are getting less and less every year, and tobacco leaves are sparse and new. Don't say that old plants are less fragrant, and spring is not as good as spring.

[Tang] He Biyu dressed up as a tapestry with thousands of strands of hair hanging from a tree (tāo). I wonder who cut the thin leaves.

4. The ancient poems about "Liu" adopt Wei's The Book of Songs.

Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

[Note] The Book of Songs, Xiaoya and Cai Wei, describes the feelings of soldiers who went to defend their country and missed their loved ones and hometown. This is the earliest poem in China's ancient poetry with willow as its image. The general idea is: when fighting, willows fall; Now that we are back, it is raining and snowing all over the sky.

Liu Yong [Song] Ceng Gong

Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind.

I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth.

[Note] This poem, entitled "Chanting Willow", actually refers to something. Through the description of willow "leaning on the east wind to make it crazy" and "flying flowers cover the sun and the moon", the madness of those little people when they succeed is written; And warned them that "there is frost in heaven and earth" will not come to a good end, nor will it escape the fate of extinction.

Dream of Red Mansions

Is it embroidered velvet and residual vomit, rolling up a half-curtain of fragrant fog, and hand-picking it, which makes cuckoo crow and envy?

Live, live! Don't let spring go.

This word was written by Shi Xiangyun, a character in A Dream of Red Mansions written by Cao Xueqin. It is very interesting to read.

Partridges sing willows.

have nothing to do

After the rain, it will clear up, may will clear up, and it will clear up for a while.

The smoke in the cage is delicate and charming, and occasionally butterflies dance.

The waist is thin and the eyebrows are happy. Hand in hand and rub shoulders.

People used to complain about their feelings, but today I turned it into a fascinating article.

[Note] This is the word "Liu Yong" written by a netizen, which has the legacy of the ancients and the innovation of the times.

An ancient poem with willows: flowers are flying all over the sky in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique.

There is no way to go after heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village [land patrol]

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Willows don't hide the spring scenery, but an apricot goes out of the wall. Lu You is going to work soon.

Willow with the east wind has always been oblique, chun yin covered others. Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten five flowers everywhere. Wanjing Loutai is suspected of embroidered paintings, and Jiuyuan pearls are like smoke. Who asked that every year today, I lie alone in Chang 'an and cry at the age of China?

5. About Liu's ancient poem "Watching the rain on the Acropolis, the guest color is green and the color is new"-Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)-"Song of the Acropolis"

"Willow green Jiang Shuiping, Langjiang song heard" —— Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) —— Zhi Zhu's Ci

"I love the lake and don't travel eastward, and the white sand embankment is green and sunny" —— Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) —— Spring Tour of Qiantang River

Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind. I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. -Ceng Gong [Song]-"Chanting Willow"

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He (Tang)-"Singing Willow"

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The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun.

Tang Du Shen Yan and Lu Cheng's Early Spring Journey in Jinling.

The snow color invading the mausoleum is still day lily, and there are wickers in spring.

La Ri by Tang Du Fu

The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.

Early Spring in the East of the City by Tang Dynasty

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the emperor.

Tang Hanyu's Early Spring is Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs.

When will Luoyang Dongfeng come and Liu Chunquan return to Sichuan Boan?

Five Spring Poems by Tang Hanyu

I can't feel the spring breeze changing the wicker.

Tang Han Lian's Dark Days Presented to Judges

Smoke and water are sold at the beginning, and the east wind blows willow.

Tang Dougong's "Xiangyang Cold Food Send Yu Wenji"

The east wind enters the courtyard and thousands of willows go west.

Tang Liu's "Generation of Spring Complaints"

Falling flowers in Man Chun, sparse willows reflect the new pond.

Don Chu Guang ——Xi's Answer to Wang Shiwei

The wind is weak and the willows are urging, and Lin Qingjue is waiting for flowers.

Don Lu Yi's "Back to Taiwan at the end of the year, city of hope becomes a slogan, give it to your loved ones first"

One thousand weak willows and one apricot tree, including half spring rain and half drooping silk.

Tang Wen Fan Ting's "The Original Meaning of the King"

Residual snow dripped with ice bamboo shoots and sneaked back to willow tips in spring.

Zhang Song Ryder's Spring

Dongfeng has a letter that no one has read, revealing a little meaning, lace on willow branches.

Shi's "A bouquet of flowers"

The weather is warm, sunny and windy. Liu Yanmei's cheek has already felt the heartbeat of spring.

Song Liqingzhao's "Relaxing Love Flowers"

The willow does not cover the spring scenery, and an almond goes out of the wall.

Song immediately put down his work.

Spring is clear and beautiful.

Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xie Di 'en for Fan Shoushou"

Spring is sultry, flowers are like fans, and willow smoke is arrayed.

Yi's Palace of Eternal Life.

"Weicheng is lightly dusty in the rain, and the guest color is green and willow color is new"-Wei Wei (Tang Dynasty)-Weicheng Qu

"Willow green Jiang Shuiping, Langjiang song heard" —— Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) —— Zhi Zhu's Ci

"I love the lake and don't travel eastward, and the white sand embankment is green and sunny" —— Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) —— Spring Tour of Qiantang River

Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind. I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. -Ceng Gong [Song]-"Chanting Willow"

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He (Tang)-"Singing Willow"

6. Li Bai wrote an ancient poem about willow. In this serenade, I heard that the willow tree was broken. No one can afford to be homesick. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"

A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. -Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing

Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green. -Li Bai's Old Laoting

Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. -Li Bai's "Stuffed Six Songs, the First Song"

The old garden is barren and willow is new, and Lingge sings endlessly in spring. -Li Bai's "Tai Su's Visit to Ancient Times"

What is the most important thing? Five-body and hundred-door willow -Li Bai's "Yang Rebel"

The willow is golden and tender, and the pear flower is fragrant with snow. -Li Bai's Eight Poems of Gong Xing Le (Part Two)

Climb the fence to fold the spring scenery and send it to Long Ting. -Li Bai's "Folding Willow"

The weeping willows brush the green water, shaking the east wind year. -Li Bai's "Folding Willow"

Autumn frost suddenly invaded Liu Pu at any cost. -Li Bai's "Long Songs"

You've really gone from wave to wave, planting five willows virtually. -Li Bai's "Mocking Wang Liyang for Refusing to Drink"

Flowers and jade shut off the snow, leaves warm the golden window smoke. -Li Bai's "Folding Willow"

The beauty thought for a long time and felt very sad. -Li Bai's "Folding Willow"

Last night, the east wind entered Wuyang, and the willow was bright. -Li Bai's "Sending Wang Hanyang in Early Spring"

Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. -Li Bai's Qin Yi E Xiao Shengyan

7. Poems about Baling and Baggio, as well as historical allusions about Baling and the Mausoleum of Emperor Wen of Han Dynasty, sometimes writing Baling.

Ba, that is, Ba River. Baling is named after its proximity to Bahe River.

Located in the northeast corner of Bailuyuan in the eastern suburb of Xi City, which is the west of Maoxi Village, Wang Xi Sub-district Office in Baqiao District, the locals call it "Phoenix Mouth". Baling Bridge in Xi 'an in Tang Dynasty was the only place for people to leave Chang 'an when they went to all parts of the country, and both sides of Baling Bridge were shaded by willows, which became a famous place for the ancients to fold willows to bid farewell.

Famous poems include: Li Bai who remembers Qin E and Xiao Sheng's pharynx, and Qin E's dream of breaking Qin Louyue. Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died.

Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.

Ba Lingxing bid farewell to Li Bai and sent you to Ba Lingting, where the water is colorful. There are no flowers in the ancient trees on the shore, but there are sad spring grass and lush tung trees on the shore.

I asked the local people the way, and he said, "This is an ancient road going south." . The winding path of the ancient road, Chang 'an City, and Ziyun in the Purple Palace rose to cover the red sun.

Just as my heart is broken tonight, the oriole will never bear to listen. Another: "Ancient Baling Fu" genre: Four-line Dynasty: Tang Tang Author: Hu Ceng original "Sunset with snow clouds, still let the rabbit chase".

The situation is that there is no movement in all directions. Who knows the old general of Baling? .