1. Words, poems or mottos praising the selfless tree.

1. The spring silkworms will not run out until they die, and the wax torch will shed tears before it dries up. (Li Shangyin's "Untitled")

2. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai")

3. With a cold eyebrow, he points his finger at a thousand men, bowing his head and willing to be a Ruzi Niu. (Lu Xun)

4. Dedicate yourself to death. (Zhuge Liang)

5. The roots buried in the ground make the branches produce fruits, but they do not ask for anything in return. (Tagore)

6. Lying in a lonely village, I don’t feel sorry for myself, but I still think of guarding the Luntai for the country. (Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th")

7. Come with a heart and leave without half a blade of grass. (Tao Xingzhi)

8. If you want to eliminate evil things for the sake of sage, you are willing to cherish your remaining years. (Han Yu's "Moving to the Left to Languan to Show His Nephew Xiang")

9. After collecting hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for. (Bee) 2. Sentences praising the silent dedication of trees

1. There is poetry everywhere and beauty of things at any time - "Lingmei" by Zhang Daoqia of the Song Dynasty

2. Spring is everywhere Flying Flowers - Tang Dynasty. Han Hong's "Cold Food"

3. A stick of incense is broken in the hand, which should not be found in the world - Song Dynasty. Wang Anshi's "Song of Manna"

4. Green The dawn outside the poplar smoke is light and cold, and the spring is full of red apricot branches--Song Qi's "Spring in the Jade House"

5. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall--Ye Shaoweng, Song Dynasty "It's Not Worth It to Visit the Garden"

6. It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors - Zhu Xi's "Spring Day" of the Song Dynasty

7. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are redder than the fire, and when spring comes, the river water Green as blue--"Recalling Jiangnan" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

8. Thousands of thick green branches with a little red do not need to be too much to move the spring scenery--"Ode to Pomegranate Flowers" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty

9. Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, apricot flowers were sold in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alleys - "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty

10. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk - "Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden" by Lin Bu of the Song Dynasty

11. The peach and plum blossoms in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse flowers are in the spring at the head of the stream - "The Partridge Sky" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty. "Ode of Generations"

12. The spring breeze does not release the poplar flowers, and the mist blows at the faces of passersby - Song Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha"

13. In February and March of spring, grass and Water is of the same color - Jin. Ancient Yuefu poem "Meng Zhu"

14. There are many fragrant grasses in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and spring is in the drizzle - Song Dynasty. Shi Zhongshu's "Quequatrains"

< p> 15. The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red when reflecting the sun - Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple"

16. Helpless, the flowers fall away, and the swallows return, as if they were familiar before - - "Huanxi Sand" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty

17. Chrysanthemums are not preferred among flowers, but there will be no flowers when they are in full bloom - Tang Dynasty. "Chrysanthemums" by Yuan Zhen

18. A new green in the forest Heavy, Xiaolei hides a few reds in her heart - Jin Yuanhao asked "Tonger Generation Fu Unopened Begonia"

19. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again? --Song Dynasty. Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou"

20. Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves! --Han Yuefu folk song "Jiangnan"

21. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it--"Little Pond" by Yang Wan, Song Dynasty 53.

22 .On the leaves, the sun is dry and the rain is falling, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts each load - Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu Zhe"

23. I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors -- "Ode to the Willows" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty

24. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February -- "Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

25. End of the World Where are there no fragrant grasses - "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

26. The wildfires will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow them again - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty "Farewell to the Ancient Grasses"

< p> 27. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of the grass looks far away but there is no trace - Han Yu's "Early Spring Rain" of the Tang Dynasty

28. When you sleep in spring, you can't wake up to dawn, and you can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers have fallen! --Tang. Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

29. The noisy cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is more secluded. -- "Entering Ruoye Creek" by Wang Ji of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties

30. The green birds on the river are more than white, and the blue flowers on the mountains are about to bloom -- "Two Quatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

31. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Hui Chong 78. Evening Scene on the Spring River"

32. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only in Asakusa can there be no horseshoes - Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

33. Butterflies can be seen deeply through the flowers, and dragonflies are flying in the water - "Two Poems on Qujiang" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

34. A crane flies over the clouds in the clear sky, bringing poetry to the blue night - Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Poems" of the Tang Dynasty 3. Poems about the selfless dedication of the poplar tree

Songs of Xianghe.

Dan Ge Xing Tang Jiaoran If the ancients did not die, how could I feel sad. On the nine plains in the mist and rain, who is buried among the poplars and green pines?

Nobility and lowliness are the same world, life and death are the same finger. Life is like this in this world, so different from floating clouds and flowing water.

Tanka line, tanka endless day has fallen. The Liang Garden in Ye Palace is only famous, but the spring grass and autumn wind hurt my feelings.

Why don’t you learn from the Golden Immortal Couple? Once you realize that King Kong has no life or death. Ancient meaning: Tang Dynasty. Chang Jian: There is an ancient road for herding horses, and there are many ancient tombs along the road.

Depression kills people, cicadas sing in poplar trees. Looking back at the capital, there is dust and mist in Heda.

Wealth and prosperity can last forever, return and keep virginity Chapter 1: Poplar Tree Author: Wang Shui's original green dress was fried into golden by the seasonal wind. Once upon a time, the murmur of swallows and the singing of warblers were in the air. There is no sound among the branches. The sparse leaves seem to be quietly telling the vicissitudes of the years. In the spring, you entrusted your hope to Guihong. From the south of the Yangtze River with small bridges and flowing water to the Mobei with colorful peaches and plums, countless dreams are nurtured in the summer. You have woven your passion into your clothes, turning the shade of a tree into a paradise for birds and a hotbed for chirping cicadas. In autumn, you have twisted your thoughts into lines of poetry, and looked at the pale moon to express the desolation and tragedy of the season. In the winter of farewell, you once scattered all the flowers on the tree. Facing the snow-filled sky, you were happy to be covered in snow and filled with fragrance. Now you let the afternoon sun wander around. You shake off the dead leaves and merge them into the quiet Bianshui River to flow together.

Chapter 2: Poplar Trees in Winter Author: Liu Hengwu Poplar trees in winter, in the cold wind, welcome the first ray of morning glow in winter. No strong makeup, no hypocritical appearance; just a straight heart.

In the season of snow, the land in the north is covered with white snow. In the cold wind, the poplar trees stand out with their strong backbone.

He raised his strong head, looked in the direction of Mount Tai, and let out the cry in his heart. Any snowstorm.

Cannot block the road ahead. A poplar tree in winter is still strong in the ice and snow! Chapter 3: Poplar Tree Author: Baifentiandi The poplar tree has very dense leaves today. What I am talking about is that I saw the poplar tree today. Yesterday of the poplar tree was a trick of the magician. It is difficult to know the next moment. One of the poplar trees sticks out from one eye. It is not impossible to collect all the leaves by hand and put them into the trunk. The mirror is smooth and clean, and the hands are stretched out. Not to mention the mysterious pattern on the bark of the poplar tree. The trunk is suspiciously plump. This tree is much thicker than last year. Chapter 4: Poplar euphratica tree! Poplar euphratica Author: moqingli Born in the Northwest, grew up in the Northwest, firmly settled in the Northwest, reproduced future generations, and continued a race! The poplar tree looks at you from the photo. The image of fighting against the wind and sand. The tragic scene caught my attention. The white bones caught my attention. Ah! Populus euphratica tree, immortal for three thousand years, immortal for three thousand years, immortal for three thousand years, aren't you just "Long Live", your breath roars from the leaves, you are the great man in the tree, you are the emperor in the tree, ah! Populus euphratica is dressed in a decent golden-orange color and a yellow robe and mandarin jacket. It is the most beautiful and beautiful dress in your life... Ah! Poplar tree Ah! Populus euphratica Chapter 5: Populus euphratica Author: gcq2009 If you are lucky enough to see a piece of green in the vast desert dominated by wind and sand, it will be the most luxurious sight. At this time, Populus euphratica often plays the role of the protagonist, swaying horizontally and vertically. The desolate background creates a visually stunning and chaotic figure. Even if it lasts for thousands of years, it will live and die without falling down and become immortal. This rock-like life is simple in appearance but exquisite, with a strength, forbearance and tranquility that is beyond the reach of all living beings. It stands upright and becomes a stiff backbone - a vicissitudes of scenery carefully carved by wind and frost and hung on the branches heavy with years.

So a name is lonely in the dust, and a strong character is strong in the prosperity. Chapter 6: Poplar euphratica. Author: Jiren. The poplar euphratica tree with a long history of 130 million years ago can be beautiful under the flames of the scorching sun. Being able to stand tall on the freezing cold ice, dancing in the wind and sand of the desert, holding out a piece of green in spring, offering a piece of golden color in autumn, swallowing salt and alkali three times a day, and turning tears into people's wealth. Chapter 7: Poplar Tree Author: He Xinyu With a high attitude, you record the shape of the north wind. Silently, silently facing the rising sun.

Although growing up on a deserted plateau, it is covered in frost. The new branches always represent spring.

You have witnessed my growth, and I admire your uprightness and dignity. If the cold wind comes as expected, I will still look at you.

The morning glow dyes your smiling face red, and the evening dew soaks your clothes. You embrace the bright moon and bathe in the starlight.

You absorb the nourishment from the depths of this plateau, and stretch your arms to the sky to fly. Following your green invitation, my thoughts soar in the vast sky.

Chapter 8: Under the Poplar Tree Author: Lu Yan There is another earth bag under the poplar tree. Buried in the earth bag is the old man who has just left. In the white song of mourning, I listen to what the old man tells. The joys and sorrows of the past and the separation of children cannot be known forever. There is still a soil bag buried under the poplar tree, a soil bag left behind by an old man who just left. The poplar listens to the heart of the old man, but the heart of the old man listens to the love of his children.

4. A poem describing the strong, unyielding and selfless dedication of a tree

What a big tree

With a sky above its head

A piece of earth under its feet

You hold your head high in the wind and rain

The ice and snow cannot bear the pressure

What a big tree

Let the wind blow as you wish

How much is left in the green leaves Story

There is joy and pain

You don’t laugh when you are happy

You don’t cry when you are in pain

How much green shade is spread on the earth

That is the note of love

The wind is your song

The clouds are your steps

No matter day or night

All for the benefit of mankind

What a big tree

Green blessings

Your mind is in the blue sky

Deep love hides fertile soil 5. Famous verses praising big trees

"Poems of Willow Branches" written by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty: "One tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as tender as gold and as soft as silk. In the deserted garden in the west corner of Yongfeng, no one belongs to it every day. Who is that? "

Zhou Bangyan's "The King of Lanling·Liu"

The willows are straight, and the smoke is silky and green.

On the Sui Embankment, I have seen several times that the water is floating in the water to see off people.

Climb to see your homeland. Who knows Jinghua’s tired guests?

Changting Road should have more than a thousand feet of flexible strips every year.

Choose two of your own~~~~~~~~~~~

Looking for old traces leisurely, drinking while mourning, and leaving the table with the lights shining.

Pear blossoms and elm fire encourage cold food.

I am worried that the wind is fast with an arrow, and the waves are warm with half a pole. I turn around and count the posts after a long journey, looking at the people in the north.

Sadness and hatred piled up.

Farewell to Pudu, Tianjin is silent.

The setting sun slowly makes spring infinite.

Holding hands while thinking about the moon and pavilions, listening to the flute on the exposed bridge, thinking about the past, it’s like crying in a dream.

"Poems of Willow Branches" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

One tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as tender as gold and as soft as silk.

In the deserted garden at the west corner of Yongfeng, who does it belong to when no one belongs to it all day long?

Green Gate Willow

Tang Bai Juyi

The green tree looks sad, and has been part of the hatred of several people.

In order to say goodbye to many people near the capital, the long strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze.

Suzhou Willow

Tang Bai Juyi

The yellow and graceful beauty in Jingu Garden, the whirling green beside Qujiang Pavilion.

Laolai travels everywhere, unlike Suzhou where willows are the most common.

The fluffy white hair is blowing across your face, leaving you with no idea what to do.

Chang'an New Willows

Tang Chenguang

The clouds in Jiumo are beginning to rise, and the willows in Huangqu are already new. Different Tianyuan scenery, spring comes first.

The color is light and slightly revealing, and the silk is light and not dusty. A branch is about to be broken, and it will be morning when it returns.

Willows by the water in May

Tang Cuihu

The roots are tall and tall, and the hanging shadow covers the clear sky. My sleeping face is still cold, and my lazy waist is even softer.

Shake the air bar and it is heavy, and the water belt will unfold. It seems like the drunken smoke condenses on the scene, like the sorrowful moon with dew.

The long silken fish are mistakenly frightened, and the weak branches are frightened by birds. How sentimental is the long separation, and the spring is full of joy.

Willow

Tang Cui Oar

The wind is slow and the sun is late, dragging smoke across the water. Provoke the hatred of thousands of generals, tie it to short and long branches.

A man with weak bones is thin, and a woman with a light waist is hungry. I still miss my hometown without returning home.

Xinliu

Cui oar of Tang Dynasty

Ruthless and tender, let the spring urge, as if leaning against the ancient platform in the wind.

How much I hated last year and today, the color of Yugou comes from Dongting.

Willows on the Embankment

Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty

Tens of thousands of weeping willow threads weave farewell in spring. At the place where passers-by climb and break, the concubine has her heart broken.

Endowed with a willow tree in a long pavilion

Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty

The willow trees in the pavilion are swayed, and the shade is connected to the water flow. The rain rubs the golden strands thinly, and the smoke is soft and green.

Seeing off guests brings new regrets, and listening to orioles reminisce about old travels. If you give as a gift and get more as a gift, you will get late autumn.

Ti Liu

Tang Dihuan

In the south and north, shadows are whirling here. There is no end to the emerald green, and there is more to it than love.

The lingering rain lingers on the Ba Bank, and the mist envelopes the Sui River. He has a good reputation, can Qin Song succeed him?

Lonely Willow

Du Mu of Tang Dynasty

A willow tree containing smoke will sway in the wind for a long time.

The beautiful woman couldn't bear to be broken and looked back at her delicate hands with regret.

Willow Quatrains

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Several trees have newly bloomed and their green shadows are in full bloom, leaning against the wind and being fascinated by the spring.

I hate my hometown Fanchuan, half covering the village bridge and half brushing the stream.

Xinliu

Tang Dumu

Unable to shake the wind and the dawn, the beauty is new, and the thin waist is often jealous.

The green shade has not covered the water of the long embankment, and the golden ears are the first to welcome the spring in the garden.

A few sad memories of the long journey, a branch and the rain send the dust off.

There are many farewells outside the east gate, and people are worried about killing people day and night.

Willows in Yugou

Xunhe in Tang Dynasty

Spring comes in Yugou, and the willows beside the ditch are new in color. The thin cage penetrates the forbidden water and gently brushes the people entering the court.

The sun is approaching, the time is early, and the sky is low and the sky is even. The warbler's perch in the valley is not stable, and the painting of the palace maid is difficult to be realistic.

The Chu Kingdom is shaking with waves, while the Sui Dynasty embankment is secretly stirring up dust. In the Imperial City, Longjin must be conquered first.

Willow

Tang Fangqian

Swaying in the wind, softer than silk near the embankment. Who knows if the attitude is strong? If the strength is weak, it will be difficult to maintain it.

Learn to dance with branches, turn your sleeves, and spread your eyebrows like leaves. How to climb up and down, Huaiyou wrote poems again.

Liu

Han Xie of the Tang Dynasty

A cage of golden thread brushed against the curved bridge, and the waist was almost damaged by children.

Unfortunately, Linghe Biaoge is still there, but the spring is still long and thin.

Two Songs of Willows

Tang Guyun

The dew and smoke hang down everywhere, and the yellow blossoms are yellow and the green is tender.

The long embankment has not seen the wind floating catkins, and the vast road is the first to pity the sun reflecting the silk.

Sneaking by the painted banquet to steal the dance, lowering oneself to the makeup pavilion to imitate frowning.

If you don’t leave the pavilion until late spring, you will fold all the thousands of branches on the eaves. 6. Words, poems or mottos praising the selfless trees

On this magical land, everything has its own style. Trees are famous for their beauty inside and green outside. They don’t stand tall like mountains, nor like rivers. Running thousands of miles like that. He is a calm man, a calm gentleman, and a stalwart husband. He is not arrogant or boastful. He plays a supporting role in all things in nature and becomes an indispensable green embellishment in human life. I praise the trees. , because trees have various styles. In Fudan University, there are tall and handsome metasequoias, plump ginkgo, gorgeous and elegant red maples, graceful willows, fresh and tough bamboos, tall and simple poplars, graceful and luxurious trees. Phoebe trees, lush and green pines and cypresses, ancient and solemn locust trees, fragrant camphor trees, old-fashioned banyan trees, majestic neem trees, etc. Countless well-known and unknown trees make up the green lines in Fudan Garden The landscape... 7. Poems about praising trees

"Tree"

Fairies come down to earth to plant trees

Trees bloom with peach blossoms

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This is the person who loves trees

Under the tree there are four seasons changing with the wind

Becoming a flower

Becoming a leaf

Became withered

Like a selfless spirit implanted in the earth

Devoting oneself

Giving beauty to others

My life comes from the love of trees

No

Then why is it so silent

Creating space for human survival

No Speak more languages

Just use your life to tell

Tell the original care 8. Ask for modern poems praising the tree

"Youth White Poplar" Hymn

Pang Qingsong

In the northeast of Enshi,

stands a towering white poplar.

The upper part receives the spiritual energy from the sky,

The lower part receives the nutrition from the earth’s core.

Spread the sunshine,

Smile against the wind and frost,

Don’t be whirling, don’t be charming,

Just have the strength to stand upright.

He has a thick and straight shaft,

emitting light cyan light.

Conveys maturity and stalwarts,

The branches always point upward,

Each leaf embodies the imagination of life.

Cheer in the wind,

Sing to the rain,

Talk to the stars,

Dreams connect the blue sky and the moon.

In people's hearts,

A tall poplar tree stands erect,

A majestic body stands in the wilderness.

People write poems and paintings under the trees,

draw the waves of wheat,

draw the golden color of rapeseed,

draw the style Nanlidu,

Draw the good pasture of Baimatang,

Draw the sea of ??ten thousand acres of tea,

Draw the orchards of fruits,

Draw new villages,

Draw the happy roads of thousands of families,

Write thousands of lines of fresh and elegant poems,

Write a new chapter of Youth Baiyang.

Beside the people,

stood a majestic poplar tree.

People are sowing hope under the trees,

The girl is singing in the sea of ??tea,

The boy is busy on the hillside,

Ancient The lantern opera sings about happiness,

People look forward to the future under the poplar trees,

Learn the rules and gather strength,

One call and a hundred people respond to the front with one heart.

People waved enthusiastically under the poplar trees,

Welcoming merchants from all over the world.

The streets are long and the river is winding,

The river where poplar trees get off is a sea of ??people,

The dream of new poplar has set sail...

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