1. Verses about spring in the Book of Songs
"Xiaoya: The Deer Mings, Picking Wei"
Picking weeds, weeping also stops. It's said to be returned, it's said to be returned, and the years are endless. The reason why the house is too much and the family is too much is the reason. Not to mention
Qiju, because of the 玁狁.
Pick weeds, pick weeds, and the weeds will stop softly. When I say return, I say return, and my heart also stops worrying. Worry is intense, hunger and thirst are present. Our garrison has not yet been settled, and the extravagant envoys have returned to their posts.
Picking weeds, picking weeds, the weeds have just stopped. It is said to be returned, it is said to be returned, and the year is also the end of Yang. The king's affairs are extensive, and there is no need to leave the office. Worry hole
Guilty, I can’t do it!
What's up with Bill? The beauty of Wei Chang. Where is Belus? A gentleman's car. The army and chariots are driven, and the four industries are done. How dare you settle down? Three wins in January.
Driving him with four horses, four horses. Gentlemen rely on them, villains rely on them. Four male wings, like fish-killing clothes. Isn’t it
a daily precept? Acanthus acanthus!
I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing. The journey is slow and full of thirst and hunger. My heart is sad
Sad, I don’t know how sad I am! 2. What are the poems about "autumn" in the Book of Songs?
1. When the geese sing, the sun begins to rise. ——"Bei Feng: The Gourd Has Bitter Juice"
Explanation: The sky is vast and the autumn air is crisp. A group of wild geese fly over the head with their song, and the sun begins to rise slowly from the east.
2. When the mulberry leaves fall, they turn yellow and die. ——"Wei Feng Meng"
Explanation: The mulberry tree has withered and its leaves have fallen, and it is yellow and haggard.
3. The wind blows the girl. ——"The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng·箨西"
Explanation: Dead leaves, dead leaves, the wind has blown you.
4. Crickets are in the hall, and the years are getting better and better. ——"Tang Feng Cricket"
Explanation: The cricket is in the main room, and the year is almost over.
5. The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost. ——"Qin Feng Jian Jia"
Explanation: The reeds by the river are green, and the deep dew in autumn turns into frost.
6. The reality of pepper chatter and the rise of fan Yan. ——"Zheng Feng's Pepper Talk"
Explanation: The garden is full of fragrant fruits on the Zanthoxylum bungeanum tree, and when harvested they can fill up the liter.
7. The fire is flowing in July, the eighth month is still young, and the clothes are given in September. ——"Bin Feng July"
Explanation: In the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the "Fire" star moves downwards. In September, the work of making cold clothes is given to women.
8. The reality of pepper chatter is full of flavour. ——"Zheng Feng's Pepper Talk"
Explanation: The garden is full of fragrant fruits on the Zanthoxylum bungeanum tree.
9. Hongfei Zunzhu, the Duke returned to nowhere, and stayed at the female letter. ——"Binfeng Jiuyi"
Explanation: The wild geese are flying high along Zhouzhu. The master has nowhere to stay when he returns, so I will leave you here for two nights.
10. The crane cries in Jiugao, and the sound is heard in the sky. ——"The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Crane"
Explanation: Even if the crane is at a low place, its chirping can resound beyond the clouds.
11. At the turn of October, New Moon is Xinmao. There is eclipse in the sun, which is also the ugly hole. ——"The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·The Turn of October"
Explanation: In October, the Yangchun day and the moon turn, and the first day of October is Xinmao. A solar eclipse occurred again today, and the sign was really bad.
12. The water is flowing, the water is flowing. The grain is in the grain, the wheat is in the wind, and the melons are in the wind. ——"The Book of Songs·Daya·Shengmin"
Explanation: Soybeans will soon be planted, and the soybeans will grow vigorously. The tender seedlings of millet are planted, the wheat and wheat grow vigorously, and the fruits of melons are abundant. 3. Winter verses in the Book of Songs
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"The Book of Songs" writes poems about winter
"National Style: Beifeng, North Wind":
The north wind makes it cool, and the rain and snow make it cool.
The north wind blows, and the rain and snow fall.
"Bin Feng July":
On the second day, the ice is cut and washed, on the third day, it is collected in the lingyin, on the fourth day, the fleas are sacrificed, and the lambs are sacrificed to the leeks.
"Xiaoya Deer Mingzhi Shi Plucking Wei":
I left in the past, and the willows are still there. Now that I'm thinking about it, it's raining and snowing.
The journey is slow and thirsty.
"Xiaoya Valley Wind Zhixin Nanshan":
The sky is the same cloud, and the rain and snow are in the atmosphere, which is benefited by mài and mù, which is both excellent
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"Xiaoya Fish and Algae Shi Jiao Gong":
When rain and snow come out (biāo), when you see the sun (xiàn), it means disappearing.
The rain and snow are floating, and xiàn is called the stream. 4. Poems about Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter in the Book of Songs
1. Ancient poems describing spring 1. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. 2. "Remembering Jiangnan" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? 3. "Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty. There is no youth in the new year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden. 4. "Early Spring Rain" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. 5. "Late Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other.
The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. 6. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side, with its green trees and white sand embankment. 7. "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. 8. "Spring Tour on the Lake" by Xu Fu, Song Dynasty. When will the swallows fly back? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.
The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat pushes out of the willow shade. 2. Ancient poems describing summer 1. "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is reflected in the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense. 2. "Midsummer" by Fan Xun of the Tang Dynasty. In the middle of summer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.
Golden bullets hang down from oranges, and white lotuses sprout from sweet bananas. 3. "Meng Xia" by Jia Feng of the Tang Dynasty In Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River, bamboo shoots are like bamboo shoots.
The mirage is the pavilion, and the sound of frogs is the orchestra. 4. "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. 5. "The Meaning of Summer" by Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty The summer mat in the courtyard is deep and clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.
It is noon in the shade of trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream. 6. "Smell the Cicada" Leihu, Tang Dynasty There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, and the mist is thin and the wind is not even.
Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others. 7. "Six Words of Summer" by Lu You, Song Dynasty. The creek is rising, the breeze is blowing, the moon is setting, and the sky is filled with stars.
Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. 8. "What I See" Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.
I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent. 3. Ancient poems describing autumn 1. "Staying on the Jiande River" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.
The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people. 2. "Autumn Thoughts" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty. The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang city, and the writer is full of ideas.
I am afraid that I can’t explain it in a hurry, and the travelers have to open it again before leaving. 3. "Autumn Moon" by Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty A clear stream flows through the top of the green mountain, and the empty water is clear and the color of autumn is vivid.
Thirty miles away from the mortal world, white clouds and red leaves linger. 4. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
5. "Autumn" by Cheng Hao of the Song Dynasty. Take your time when you have nothing to do. When you sleep, the sun is already red outside the east window.
Everything is contented when you observe it quietly, and the joy of the four seasons is the same as that of others. The Tao connects the heaven and the earth with no visible form, and I think about the changes in the wind and clouds.
Riches and honors are not obscene and poor and lowly are happy. The man here is a hero. 6. "Autumn Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The mountains are bright and the water is clear, frost comes at night, and several trees turn deep red and turn into light yellow.
Trying to go up to a high-rise building to clear your bones, it’s not like the spring scenery that makes people crazy. 7. "Autumn Eve" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Silver candles paint the screen in the cold autumn light, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies.
The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega. 8. "Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. 4. Ancient poems describing winter 1. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the cold snow. 2. "Snowy Night" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. I was surprised that my quilt was cold and my pillow was cold, and I saw the light from the window again.
Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. 3. "Snowy Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. Plum without snow is not spiritual, and snow without poetry is vulgar.
At dusk, the sky is full of snow, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms. 4. "Snowy Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum and snow are fighting for the spring but they are not willing to fall. Sao Renge writes for the commentary.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. 5. "After the Snow in the Mountains" by Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty. When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow. The snow is clear, the clouds are pale, and the sun is cold.
There is no plum blossom jelly dripping from the eaves, a kind of loneliness but not leisure. 6. "Watching the Snow" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. Sitting and looking deep into the sky, there is a cold light at dusk.
I feel lazy when I am tired of dancing in the air, and I feel very busy when the breeze blows. Heaven will not hesitate to let all the Qiong flowers fall, sealing them as plum blossoms and jade without fragrance.
Qian who is thinly boiled into soup cakes, in exchange for the fireworks of the world. 7. "Snowy Night" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. I was surprised that my quilt was cold and my pillow was cold, and I saw the light from the window again.
Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. 8. "Baixuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital" by Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty. The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes. Dusk snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and cannot be turned over by the frost.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. 5. Poems describing summer scenery in the Book of Songs
1. "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"
Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty
After all, in the middle of June at West Lake, The scenery is different from the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
2. "Midsummer"
Fan Xun of the Tang Dynasty
In midsummer in the south of the Yangtze River, it rains like a river.
Golden bullets hang down from oranges, and white lotuses sprout from sweet bananas.
3. "Mengxia"
Tang·Jia Feng
In the summer of Mengxia in the south of the Yangtze River, bamboo shoots are like weaving.
The mirage is the pavilion, and the sound of frogs is the orchestra.
4. "Little Pond"
Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
5. "Summer Scene"
Zhu Zhanji of the Ming Dynasty
The air is refreshing and clear after the rain in the Ming Dynasty, and the jade waves are rippling and the bridge is flat.
The little swallows wearing the curtain are both good, and the gulls are all light in the water.
6. "The Meaning of Summer"
Su Shunqin of the Song Dynasty
The summer mat in the other courtyard is deep and clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.
It is noon in the shade of the trees, and I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.
7. "Smell the Cicada"
Leihu, Tang Dynasty
There is a new sound in the shadow of the green locust tree, and the mist is thin and the wind is not even.
Mo Dao always feels melancholy when he hears it. Some people are worried about others, but others are not worried about others.
8. "Six Words of Summer"
Lu You, Song Dynasty
The creek is rising, the breeze is blowing, the moon is setting, and the sky is filled with stars.
Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain.
9. "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion"
Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty
The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the tower is into the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with incense.
10. "Summer Confrontation with Rain"
Pei Du of the Tang Dynasty
Climbing up the stairs to escape the midsummer, everything is dusty.
Opposite there is a thunder tree, taking advantage of the rain in the street.
The eaves are sparse and the spider webs are heavy, and the ground is wet and the mud is fresh.
After chanting, the breeze rises, and the fragrance of lotus fills the neighborhood.
11. "What I See"
Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty
A shepherd boy rides an ox, and his singing shakes the forest.
I wanted to catch the chirping cicada, but suddenly I stood silent.
12. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons"
Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflower flowers are sparse.
No one passes the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
13. "Passing Through an Old Friend's Village"
Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.
Open a dining room and chat over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums.
14. "Inscription on the Green Holland After the Summer Rain"
Shi Jianwu of the Tang Dynasty
The monk's house is cool and the bamboo trees are new, and the first rain has washed everything. dust.
A sudden breeze blows the lotus leaves, and mercury pours out of the sapphire plate.
15. "The Event in Early Summer"
Wang Anshi of the Tang Dynasty
The thatched cottage with stone beams has a curved grate, and running water splashes across the two slopes.
On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell hot, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers.
16. "Miscellaneous Poems in Summer"
Chen Wenshu of the Qing Dynasty
The water window is low and open next to the painted railing, and the pillow is filled with sparse and sparse jade.
The sound of rain all night is so cool that I dream about it, and autumn is coming on thousands of lotus leaves.
17. "Summer Climbing the Pavilion"
Cai Que of the Song Dynasty
A paper screen with a stone pillow and a bamboo square bed, tired hands throwing books and long afternoon dreams.
Wan Rancheng smiled alone when he woke up, and several fishing flutes were heard in the waves.
18. "One of two poems about taking a nap in early summer"
Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The plums are left with sore teeth, and the bananas are divided into green and window screens.
After a long sleep, I wake up without thoughts and watch the children catching willow flowers.
19. "Wanqing"
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Living deep in Fujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear.
God's will is pity on the quiet grass, and the world will be clear at night.
Also add high pavilions and small windows.
After the bird's nest is dry, its body becomes lighter when it returns.
20. "Occasional Works in the Summer Day"
Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Nanzhou is as drunk as wine in the hot summer, and it is almost as if it is a deep sleep and the north is opened.
At noon, there was no sound left, and the mountain boy knocked on the tea mortar across the bamboo.
21. "Early Summer Quatrains"
Lu You, Song Dynasty
The red and purple colors have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoo brings the newness of summer.
After walking along endless roads, I realize that I am a man of peace.
22. "Moon on the Xijiang River: Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road"
Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
Magpies are frightened by the bright moon on the branches, and cicadas sing in the breeze in the middle of the night.
The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.
Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain.
In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned. 6. What are the poems about summer in "The Book of Songs"
1. Autumn brings taste, summer brings balance, and white peony rides strong. ——"Lu Song·Zhen Gong"
Translation: In preparation for offering sacrifices to the ancestors' gods in autumn, the horns of the cattle have been fixed since summer.
White bulls and red bullocks are arranged, and the bull-shaped wine statues collide with each other to make a crisp sound.
2. In April, there is Weixia and in June, there is summer heat. ——"Xiaoya, April"
Translation: April begins the good time of early summer in the human world, and the scorching heat of June arrives. I hate that my ancestors were not kind people, so how could they bear to let me suffer disaster?
3. Summer days, winter nights. After a hundred years of age, return to his home! Winter nights, summer days. After a hundred years of age, return to his home! ——"Guo Feng·Tang Feng·Gesheng"
Translation: Summer is suffering without you, and winter nights are so long and lonely and cold. One day I will turn into the breeze and follow you to meet you in the blue sky!
4. Kanchi beats the drum, under the hill. There is no winter and no summer, it is worth its egret feathers. Hitting the fou is the way of Wanqiu. There is no winter and no summer, just like the egret. ——"Guo Feng·Chen Feng·Wanqiu"
Translation: The sound of the fou clanging and dancing on the Wanqiu Avenue. Whether in cold winter or hot summer, heron feather ornaments are worn on the head.
5. In May, katydids move their legs, in June, partridges flutter their feathers, in July, they are in the wild, in August, they are in the house, in September, they are indoors, and in October, crickets come under my bed. ——"Guo Feng·Bin Feng·July"
Translation: In May, grasshoppers bounce their legs and cry, and in June, weavers flutter their wings. Crickets are in the fields in July and under the eaves in August. Crickets come through the door in September and crawl under my bed in October.
6. In June, we eat eucalyptus and bean sprouts, in July we eat sunflower seeds and bean sprouts, in August we peel jujubes, and in October we harvest rice. This is spring wine to promote longevity. ——"Guo Feng·Bin Feng·July"
Translation: Eat plums and grapes in June, cook sunflower and beans in July. Date harvesting begins in August, and rice harvesting begins in October. The brewed spring wine is delicious and fragrant, and brings longevity to the owner. 7. Poems about the seasons
Su Shi, Spring: Two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, ducks are prophets of the warm water in the spring river, the beetroots are high all over the ground and the reed buds are short, it is the time when pufferfish are about to come. Yang Wanli, Summer: Dayrise At night in the fields, hemp crops are harvested. In the village, each child is in charge of his or her own household. Children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons by the mulberry tree. Autumn: red candles and autumn light paint the screen, and small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies. The night on the Yao stairs is as cool as water. Sit and watch. Altair and Vega. Winter: The sun sets and the mountains are far away, the sky is cold and the white house is poor. I hear dogs barking at the firewood gate, and I return home on a snowy night. Midnight Wu Song·Spring Song (Li Bai) Luofu girl in Qin land, picking mulberries by the green water. Plain hands with green strips Above, the red makeup is fresh during the day. The silkworms are hungry and the concubine wants to go, but the five horses are not allowed to linger. Midnight Wu Ge·Xia Ge Mirror Lake is three hundred miles away, with lotus blossoms. In May, Xi Shi is picked, and people look at the narrow path. Returning to the boat does not wait for the moon. , returning to the Yue Wang family. Midnight Wu Song·Autumn Song Chang'an is full of moon, and the sound of thousands of households pounding clothes. The autumn wind can't blow, but it is always the love of the jade. When the Hulu is pacified, the beloved will stop the expedition. Midnight Wu Song·Winter Song Ming Dynasty The post sent a messenger, and the robe was collected all night long. The needles in my bare hands were so cold that they were worth a pair of scissors. The tailor sent me a long way, how many days will it take to arrive in Lintao? . 8. Poems about the seasons
Spring Ode to the Willow (He Zhizhang) Jasper makes up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. The spring night is full of rain (Du Fu) ) Good rain knows the season, when spring is here. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. The clouds on the wild paths are dark, and the fires on the river boats are only bright. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. Birds singing in the stream (Wang Wei ) People are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, the night is quiet in the spring sky. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream. Qingming (Du Mu) Rains fall heavily during Qingming, and passersby on the road want to die. I asked where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. Dalin Temple Peach Blossom (Bai Juyi) The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. I always regret that spring has nowhere to go, and I don’t know where to turn. Late spring (Han Yu) The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple compete with the fragrance. Poplar and elm pods I have no talent, but I can only explain the snow flying all over the sky. In early spring, outside Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water (Han Yu), the light rain in the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most advantageous thing about spring is that the smoke and willows are all over the emperor's capital. Spring is booming ( Wu Yuanheng) The willows are overcast and the drizzle is clear, and all the remaining flowers have fallen to see the wandering orioles. The spring breeze blows the dream of hometown all night, and it chases the spring breeze to Luocheng. Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City (Cui Hu) Last year, in this gate today, the peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red. I don’t know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. 1. "Spring Thoughts" Li Bai's swallowtail grass is like blue silk, and Qin mulberry's low green branches.
When you return home in your arms, it is the time when your concubine has a broken heart.
If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain? 2. "Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep vegetation in spring.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I hate others and scare the birds. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. 3. "Spring Stay in Zuo Province" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. Flowers are hidden behind the wall at dusk, and birds are chirping.
The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. I don't sleep listening to the golden key, because the wind misses the jade.
There is a seal in the Ming Dynasty. How about the night? 4. "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
At night, the clouds are all dark, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
5. "Acacia" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
6. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen.
7. "Spring Thoughts" by Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty The oriole crows and the swallows announce the New Year, and thousands of dragons pile up on the road in Mayi. I live in Hanyuan, next to the city, and my heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian.
The brocade in the machine talks about eternal regret, while the flowers on the branches laugh and sleep alone upstairs. In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou's chariots and horses when they will return to Zile Yanran.
8. "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland in Fu De" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. When the grass grows in the original field, it grows wither every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson off again, feeling sad and full of farewell.
9. "Spring Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. It is better to wear new makeup and go down to the Zhulou Tower to lock in the spring scenery and the sorrow in the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew up to the jade and scratched my head.
10. "Ode to the Willows" by Tang He Zhizhang The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
11. "Evening View of the Spring River in Huichong" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
12. "Boarding at Guazhou" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze comes to the south bank of the Yangtze River again. When will the bright moon shine on me again? 13. "Early Spring Presents Outside Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water" Tang Hanyu The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. 14. "Spring in the Jade House" Song and Song Dynasty Qi The east city gradually felt that the scenery was beautiful, and the corrugated ripples welcomed guests.
The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring breeze is stirring on the red apricot branches. The floating life hates the lack of entertainment, but the love of a daughter is willing to smile lightly.
I hold wine for you to welcome the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. 15. "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Orioles are singing thousands of miles away, reflecting the green river, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. 16. "A message to friends in Luozhong from the Southern Expedition in Early Spring" Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty The beauty of Chu is thousands of miles away, so why would a traveler bother to take credit?
Traveling geese are seen in the fragrant forest, and choughs are noisy in the waiting hall. When spring comes, grass grows by the river, and flowers bloom on the water.
A bottle of wine in the east wind makes me miss home alone in the new year. 17. "Spring in the Jade House" by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty. I want to persuade the spring to live before the wind, but the spring is on Fangcao Road in the south of the city.
The flowers do not drift along the waterside, but become floating catkins on the mud. The stars in the mirror are already wrong, and people live up to their spring and self-confidence.
When people return to their dreams, they are far away from their sorrows, only in the wind and rain of pear blossoms. 18. "Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty. The beautiful sun brings beauty to the shore of Si River, and the boundless sceneries suddenly become new.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. 19. "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side, where the green poplars shade the white sand embankment. 20. "Quequatrains" by Zhinan, a monk from the Song Dynasty. A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east side of the bridge.
My clothes are wet with the apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling it. 21. "Visiting the Garden Isn't Worth It" by Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty Ying Lian's teeth are stained with green moss, and the door of the small buckle firewood cannot be opened for a long time.
The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be shut in, a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. Summer Early Summer The cuckoo cries even after its blood is exhausted, and the butterfly's dream becomes even crazier. I am a person with little love in this world, and I cherish my time tenfold when I grow old.
In early summer, a golden plate of food is given to the treasure boudoir, and the black bear's paws reflect the purple camel's hooves. The Hou family was surprised to receive the favor, but how could they know that the mountain cooks worked hard? In early summer, in the southwest of the Sui family's ancient temple county, there were only two or three disabled monks in the temple.
The dust in the courtyard is full of terrestris and the Buddha is dark, and I hear drums and cymbals racing against spring silkworms. In early summer, in the east of Gudai, a remote and desolate place, Liu Gu's small temple is in the willow shade.
I put the old man and the tired old man holding the quinoa stick, and also drove the villagers to pray for a prosperous year. In early summer, an old man sells divination in the ancient city corner, and also writes the talisman of silkworm protection and wheat protection.
Every day I get money, I just buy wine. I don’t have to worry about getting drunk, but I have a son to help me. Huai Xin Da in the South Pavilion in Summer Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Enjoy the evening coolness by spreading out the air, open the pavilion and lie down in the open air. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming in the middle of the night.
"Wate Qing" Li Shangyin lives deep in Foujia City, and the spring is gone and the summer is still clear. God has mercy on the grass, but late love is common in the world.
Also add high pavilions and small windows. After the bird's nest is dry, its body becomes lighter when it returns.
"Happy Sunny" by Fan Chengda The plum blossoms are ripe and falling between the windows, and the bamboo shoots are growing under the wall. It rains continuously and I don’t know when spring is gone, but when it clears up, I feel that summer is deep.
"Summer Night Sigh" Du Fu The sun will never fade, the steaming heat poisons my intestines. The wind from thousands of miles away blows my clothes.
The bright moon comes out of Haotian, and the dense forest spreads light. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness.
In the virtual light, you can see the smallest details, and feathers and insects are also flying. No matter how big or small things are, they are suitable for you.