Beautiful poem about willow 1. Beautiful poems about willow trees
1, Liu Yong Tang Dynasty: He Zhangzhi
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.
Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently. Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors.
2. "Jueju Gumuyin Middle School Short Tent" Song Dynasty: Zhinan
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
I tied the boat in the shade of a tall old tree; Crossing the bridge with crutches, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery. The drizzle won't wet my clothes; It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant. The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.
3. "Die Lian Hua Chun Jing" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are plenty of fish in the sea!
Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. The laughter died away, and so did the sound. Affectionate but heartless chagrin.
Spring is coming to an end, flowers are dying, and green fruits have grown on apricot trees. Swallows fly across the sky, and clear rivers surround the villagers. The catkins on the willow branches are blown less and less. Don't worry, there is lush grass everywhere.
Inside the fence, there is a girl playing on the swing. The girl gave a beautiful laugh, which could be heard by pedestrians outside the wall. Slowly, the laughter in the fence stopped, and pedestrians were at a loss, as if they were deeply hurt by a heartless girl.
4, "Country House" Qing Dynasty: Gao Ding
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
In February of the lunar calendar, the grass around the village has gradually sprouted and grown, and orioles are flying around. Willow covered with long green branches, swaying in the wind, as if gently stroking the bank. The evaporated water vapor between Shui Ze and vegetation condenses into smoke. Willow seems to be intoxicated with this beautiful scenery. After school, the children in the village hurried home and flew kites in the blue sky when the east wind blew.
5, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Dynasty: Zhang
The city walls are thin willows, and the roads are lush.
Carrying a basket, forgetting to pick leaves, I dreamed of Yu Yang last night.
There are willows beside the city wall, and the roadside is green and smooth. I forgot to pick leaves with a basket, and I dreamed of Yuyang again last night.
2. Beautiful sentences about willows, not poems.
The spring rain came to the willow again and said, "willow, willow, I'm going to slip." Spring rain is really naughty! It rained in May. I don't know when the wind became cool and soft, and the rain faded its last charm. The melody is so beautiful and the rhythm is so euphemistic, slow and orderly.
Sentences describing willows
A line of willows is half immersed in the water, as if a group of girls lifted their skirts and stood in the moonlight washing their long hair.
Willow freely hangs its slender and soft branches, just like a girl who has just washed her hair without braiding her long hair.
Rain and fog swirl on willow leaves, rustling sand, like a girl stroking strings, and like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.
The willows on both sides of the river changed from light green to dark green, swaying new soft branches and reflecting them on the river, making the river green, like an emerald river running eastward. Lost the scaly bark of green willows, like wrinkles on the face of a silent old man.
Walking on the road, the flying sheep often surround you from left to right, or touch your clothes or face, entangled. This will remind people of the ancient poem "When geese fly, there is love", and the willow tip hangs weakly, as if to get into the ground and avoid the hot sun.
Rows of rotten willows hang like hair, stripped of their leaves and swaying in the cold wind.
The branches of willow trees have sprouted yellow buds, which are like the small mouths of chickens.
The drizzle is like dust, and the willows by the lake are dripping with crystal water, like the hair of a girl who has just taken a shower.
Willow trees on both sides of the dam, some like white-haired old people, some like girls with long hair shawls, are long dams, blocked into a corridor with beaded curtains.
3. Beautiful willow poems
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
"Two orioles sing on the top of green willows, and egrets are in the sky." On a rainy morning in Weicheng, the guest room was green and willow-colored.
Spring breeze knows not to be bitter, but not to send willow green. Willow in Xicheng makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, and tears are hard to collect. The most ruthless is Taicheng willow, which is still a smoke cage and a ten-mile embankment. Today, when I think about it, it's raining on the Hanyang River, looking at the east branch, gloomy and melancholy. The east wind flying willows is the most favorable, full of smoke willows.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. Today, when I think about it, it's raining, willows are hanging on the ground and flowers are flying all over the sky.
Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back? Drink for the time being to pass away boredom, so don't worry about frowning and waisting. Before you die, there is only farewell, and the spring breeze strives to cherish the long strip. Outside the city, the wind is full of wine flags, pedestrians are waving west, Chang 'an is on an infinite tree, and only weeping willows are leaving.
After 40 years of broken incense dreams, the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton. As a mountain, it is still hanging. (Lu you. Shen Yuan) (He) Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. -Qin Guan's ruthlessness is a Taicheng willow or a smoke cage.
-Wei Zhuang Yesterday, I was gone, and the willows said goodbye. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
-"The Book of Songs" is a willow on the Hanyang River, and the guests hope to lead the east branch. -Li Bai leaned against the bar and stared, feeling gloomy. Liu Hua flew in the east wind.
-Ouyang Jiong.
4. Liu Shi
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
On a rainy morning in Weicheng, the guest house was green and willow-colored.
Spring breeze knows not to be bitter, but not to send willow green.
Willow in Xicheng makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect.
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch.
Staring at the railing, dark and melancholy, Liu Hua flies with the east wind.
The most important benefit is that in the spring of the year, the smoke and willows in the imperial city are fragrant.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back?
For the time being, drown your sorrows in wine, don't frown and narrow your waist, there is only parting before you die.
Spring breeze strives to cherish the long street.
Outside the city, the wind is full of wine flags, pedestrians are waving west, Chang 'an is on an infinite tree, and only weeping willows are leaving.
Forty years after the dream of breaking incense, Mr. Liu in Shenyuan stopped blowing cotton and walked like a mountain, but he still died. (Lu you. Shen Yuan)
Liu Yong (He)
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.
Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. -Qin Guan
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. -Wei Zhuang
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. -The Book of Songs
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch. -Li Bai
Staring at the railing, I am gloomy, and Liu Hua is flying in the east wind. —— Ouyang Jiong
5. Beautiful sentences describing willows
Like a young and versatile poet, Liu wrote a string of happy or sad words with enthusiastic branches and leaves.
Liu, a graceful girl, "petals like a face, willow leaves like eyebrows", is graceful in the middle, and her light hair caresses her face, which is fascinating.
Willow, like a bride bathed in the morning sunshine, is full of endless vitality and happiness. And that little delicate green is the lace on her holy wedding dress.
Willow, sometimes warm, sometimes gentle; Sometimes free and easy, sometimes shy and silent.
And he is more like an elf who lives in youth forever, dancing the vitality and charm of youth all the time.
6. Beautiful words to describe willow trees
Wing Willow Author: He Biyu dressed up as a tapestry of thousands of strands of moss.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Author Liu: Luo Yin came to see off the sunny shore, and spring can't depend on each other.
I'm still hesitating about my own flight, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by. Author Liu: Li Shangyin once danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden. How can I be willing to go to clear autumn, accompanied by sunset and cicada singing! From the Book of Songs and "I have gone far away, Liu Yiyi", Liu has formed an indissoluble bond with China's poems.
Only in the places where poets live in concentrated communities in Li Shangyin's Collection, there are nearly twenty poems with Wei Liu's proposition. There are also "Listen to An Wanshan to play the flute, and the flowers are bright and spring", Wang Wei's "Song of Luoyang Girls", the pavilions and pavilions in the paintings, the peach blossoms and the green willows, Du's "Walking in the Early Spring", and "Changzhou Land", etc., Yunkai Haishu, Liu Mei Chunjiang Crossing, Cen Can's "Daming Palace Morning" work "With Jia Zhishe People", flowers meet swords and Wei's Eastern Suburb and Liu Diao Feng Qing are full of personal emotional experience and life experience of poets in past dynasties.
7. Beautiful poems about willows
Yuanbao Liu He Jasper is decorated as a tree high, hanging a moss tapestry for thousands of years.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Yang Liuzhi Ci by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty: "A tree is tender as gold and soft as silk.
Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this? "Zhou Bangyan's" Heroes Lanling Willow "Liu Yin straight, a little bit of smoke. On the Sui Dyke, I have seen it several times, and the water fluttered and the cotton was sent away.
Visit the old country. Who knows that jinghua is tired? Changting Road, which came last year, should be flexible across thousands of feet.
Looking for old traces, drinking and mourning strings, leaving a watch and light. Pear blossom and elm fire urge cold food.
Worry about an arrow, the wind is fast, and half a wave is warm. I can count posts as soon as I turn around, hoping that people are at the ends of the earth. The accumulation of sadness and hatred.
Gradually leaving pu haunts, Tianjin is silent. Sunset, Ran Ran, endless spring.
Holding hands, I miss the moon and the pavilion, smell the flute on the bridge, and miss the past, like tears in a dream.
8. Beautiful sentences about willows
A line of willows is half immersed in the water, as if a group of girls lifted their skirts and stood in the moonlight washing their long hair.
Willow freely hangs its slender and soft branches, just like a girl who has just washed her hair without braiding her long hair. Rain and fog swirl on willow leaves, rustling sand, like a girl stroking strings, and like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.
The willows on both sides of the river changed from light green to dark green, swaying new soft branches and reflecting them on the river, making the river green, like an emerald river running eastward. Lost the scaly bark of green willows, like wrinkles on the face of a silent old man.
Walking on the road, the flying sheep often surround you from left to right, or touch your clothes or face, entangled. This will remind people of the ancient poem "Even when a wild goose flies, it also has feelings"
The willows hung feebly, as if to get into the ground and avoid the hot sun. Rows of rotten willows hang like hair, stripped of their leaves and swaying in the cold wind.
The branches of willow trees have grown yellow buds, which are like the mouths of chickens. The drizzle is like dust, and the willows by the lake are dripping with crystal water, like the hair of a girl who has just taken a shower.
Willow trees on both sides of the dam, some like white-haired old people, some like girls with long hair shawls, are long dams, blocked into a corridor with beaded curtains.
9. Beautiful sentences describing willows (with works and authors)
1, spring has come, and the willow tree has put on brand-new green jewelry. Willow stems are straight, brown in color and rough in bark, but the branches droop smoothly, and each branch is smooth. The branches are covered with green leaves, which are like undulating boats. A breeze blew, the branches swayed gently, and the leaves danced lightly on the branches, like a boat.
2. The stem of willow is straight, the color is brown, the bark is rough, but the branches droop smoothly, and every branch is smooth. The branches are covered with green leaves, which are like undulating boats. A breeze blew, the branches swayed gently, and the leaves danced lightly on the branches, like a boat.
3. After the rain, the wind stopped, the sun came out and the willows quieted down. They bent down and looked at the river, as if combing their hair in front of a mirror. The golden sun shines on the willow tree, and the dew on the tree shines brightly and slowly flows down the willow tree's "long hair". Under the sunlight, the colors of branches and leaves are varied, including green, dark green and dark green.
4. It's raining in Mao Mao, and the willows "look up" in the fog, as if washing their hair with rain. And those branches, some of them are dancing and climbing the branches happily; Some lean together, as if whispering!
Willow is the messenger of spring. Whenever spring returns to the earth and everything is still asleep, the willow tree first perceives the message of spring. Look carefully, the dark green wicker slowly changes from stiff and simple to turquoise, slowly stretches upward, and can slowly swing into various charming postures. At this time, the river has obviously warmed up, and the oncoming wind has a damp smell. Look at the willow branches again. I don't know when it started, but they are no longer tired in the severe winter. There are tiny blue buds on the branches.
6. I like willow, not only because of its light and soft charm, but also because of its indomitable character. The skin of willow is gray, the trunk bends upward and grows, and the branches are especially green. It doesn't need seeds, as long as the branches are inserted into the soil and nobody cares, it will grow silently. It's really "unintentional"!
Willows in the distance hang down their twigs like silk. When the spring breeze blows, they look like clouds of smoke dancing in the wind from a distance. When the spring breeze blows, the wicker turns green and ten thousand branches are dense. Looking from a distance, like a piece of green smoke swimming slightly in the Cui Yun; At close range, it looks like green pearls strung into curtains; If you go in, it's like being in a prostitute's green hair.
8. Willow leaves are not only beautiful in appearance, but also simple and tough in character. Willow branches picked at random live where they are inserted, and they are never picky about the growth environment. Just fulfilled the old saying-intentional flowers don't bloom, unintentional willows become a shade. Isn't willow's perseverance worth learning?
9. In early spring, the willows sprouted, and the delicate willows looked like shy little girls. I didn't want to look out for a long time, and I hid my bright green body very well. Although George W. Liu Ye didn't want to come out at first, as time went on, George W. Liu Ye was no longer shy and showed his beautiful side to everyone. Her green body is much fuller. They looked at the magical world curiously like small eyes. Willow leaves have grown into tall willows and lovely willows!
10, willow trees are inextricably linked, which is quite different from the tall and straight style of pine and cypress. In addition, it is both rigid and flexible, and both rigid and flexible. You see, by the pond, the willows are drooping and graceful; You see, in the pond, willow shadows are swaying and dancing in the wind. Willow moves with the shadow, like a girl dressing in front of a mirror, and like a fairy with dancing sleeves.