Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
Suzhou willow tree
Tang Bai Juyi
Jinguyuan is graceful 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.
Chang 'an Liu Xin
Don
At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are 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.
Willow beside the water in May
Tang cuihu
The roots are elegant and the shadows are 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.
willow
Sugar crisp rice
When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows 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.
Liu Xin
Sugar crisp rice
Ruthless and soft, I was urged by the spring, as if I could not stand the wind and leaned against the ancient platform.
What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.
Poplar hates Taiwan, and rustling worries about killing people.
Rustle: the wind. Worried about killing: worried about it.
Han Anonymous, Nineteen Ancient Poems: "The ancient tomb plows the fields, and the pine and cypress ruin the salary. There are many poplar trees in Hengtai, and Mix is worried about killing people. "
The willows and flowers are about to bloom, and the grapes are beginning to bloom.
Tang Shen's all-in-one "Looking at the Spring Palace in Spring"
Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
Jasper: turquoise jade, which is used here to describe the new green of wicker. Silk tapestry: Ribbon made of silk.
The Singing Willow by Tang He Zhang Zhi
After the rain, the willow branches are heavy and loose with deep smoke.
Smoke: fog.
Zhang Tang said, "The banquet is in the south hall of the county."
I revisited my old place, as if I had returned home from the wild. Pity Liu Shangfen, but also reluctant to meet each other.
Tang Cen Can's topic "Willow beside Fenqiao Bridge in Pan Yang"
In the city, peaches and plums are exhausted for a while, and the struggle is like weeping willows indefinitely.
A moment: Right away. Controversy: how.
Liu Tang Yuxi's Nine Poems of Yang Liuzhi
The willow color is still light, and the sound of spring is gradually rising.
Tang Zhangji's Early Spring Reward for the Twenty-two Scheerers in Qujiang
A tree in the spring breeze has thousands of branches, softer than gold and softer than silk.
Tang Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi Ci
Wickers curled up in the wind and grass bundles were cut in the rain.
Curly: slender and weak. Reeling: reeling and spinning. Grass wisp: tender grass is like a thread. Rongrong: The appearance is soft and delicate.
Tianjin Bridge of Don Bai Juyi
The ducks in the wind flashed green light and rolled down the yellow sun.
Duck green: refers to the color of streams in spring. Sparkling: clear as water. Goose yellow: pale yellow, referring to green wicker. Cyclone: a way of swaying with the wind. The previous sentence said that green water makes waves in the spring breeze; In spring, the delicate willows sway gently.
Wang Song Anshi Nanpu
Mountain flowers burn and willows lie under the water.
Burning: described as extremely red.
Sun Beaver Crossing the Road in Qingming Festival by Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty
The snow on the river began to disappear. On warm days, the sun was shining and the smoke was wicker.
Song Wuyi's Nanxiangzi
Tomorrow, this is a bad day, but today is haggard and late.
Another day: the past. Difference pool: uneven. Chi Chunyan's shadow: refers to swallows flying among spring willows. The withered smoke mark in the evening: it means that the wicker is withered and looks bleak in the evening. Willow in autumn loses its vitality in spring.
Autumn Willow by Wang Qingshizhen
2. The willow tree described in ancient poetry, Qingmen Liutang is a sad tree, which once entered the hatred of 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.
At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been 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 Liu Tang and Cuihu by the water are elegant and the shadows are 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.
When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown. 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.
Cui Zhang in Liu Xin Tang Dynasty is ruthless and soft, and spring comes to urge him, as if he 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.
There are many poplars in Hengtai, and Mix is worried that it will kill people. Mix: The wind. Worried about killing: worried about it.
Han Anonymous, Nineteen Ancient Poems: "The ancient tomb plows the fields, and the pine and cypress ruin the salary. There are many poplar trees in Hengtai, and Mix is worried about killing people. "
Willows and flowers are in full bloom, and grapes are blooming. Tang Quanqi's "Wind and Spring, Tianxing, Wang Chun, Palace Shadow" Jasper is decorated with tall trees and ten thousand pieces of green silk hang down: turquoise jade, which is used here to describe the new green of wicker. Silk tapestry: Ribbon made of silk.
After the rain, the willow branches are heavy and the loose smoke is deep smoke: fog. Zhang Tang said that the "Xiannan Pavilion Banquet" once lived here, but now it is like returning home.
Pity the willow and go to Fen. It's a brief encounter. Don Cen Can's On the Willow Tree by Fenqiao in Pan Yang County: The peaches and plums in the city are exhausted for a while, and they struggle like tears for a while: for a while. Controversy: how.
Tang Yuxi's "Nine Poems of Yang Liuzhi" is still shallow in willow color, with more and more spring sounds. Tang Zhangji's "Appreciation of Twenty-two Sherens in Qujiang in Early Spring" has a thousand branches of spring breeze, which is softer than gold and silk. The willow in Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi poem was swept out by the wind, and the grass was swept up by the rain: it looked slender and weak. Reeling: reeling and spinning.
Grass wisp: tender grass is like a thread. Rongrong: The appearance is soft and delicate.
Tang Bai Juyi's "Tianjin Bridge" contains wind, duck green and sun yellow duck green: it refers to the color of spring flow. Sparkling: clear as water.
Goose yellow: pale yellow, referring to green wicker. Cyclone: a way of swaying with the wind.
The previous sentence said that green water makes waves in the spring breeze; In spring, the delicate willows sway gently. In Nanpu, Anshi, Wang Song, the flowers in the mountains are burning and the willows in the water are burning: it's a smash hit.
Song Fan Chengda's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Beaver Crossing the Road" The snow on the river began to disappear, and the warm sunshine made wicker. Wu Song Yi's Nanxiangzi is another day, a shadow of spring, but today it is haggard and dying, and the smoke marks another day: the past. Difference pool: uneven.
Chi Chunyan's shadow: refers to swallows flying among spring willows. The withered smoke mark in the evening: it means that the wicker is withered and looks bleak in the evening.
Willow in autumn loses its vitality in spring. Wang Qingshi's autumn willow.
3. The poem about willow is 1, a quatrain, a short canopy under the shadow of ancient trees.
The author supported the Southern Dynasties and the Song Dynasty.
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.
Vernacular translation:
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.
2. Two Liangzhou Ci Poems
Author Wang Zhihuan, Tang Dynasty.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Khan looked at the clouds in the north and killed the altar of Madden several times.
The son of the Han family is now in SHEN WOO, and he refuses to go home with his relatives.
Vernacular translation:
Looking around, the Yellow River is drifting away, as if it were running in the middle of winding white clouds, on the high mountain of Wan Ren in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, an isolated city, Yumenguan, stands tall and isolated. Why do you want to use Qiangdi to play sad willow songs to complain that spring has not come? It turns out that the spring breeze around Yumenguan can't blow!
Turkic leaders came to the Central Plains to find relatives, set their sights on their own territory in the north, saw the Fuyundui shrine in the north of the border, recalled that they had killed horses here many times in the past, and then attacked the Tang Dynasty with great pride. But now SHEN WOO, the son of heaven in the Tang Dynasty, is aloof and unwilling to kiss the Turks, so this trip to the Central Plains had to come in vain.
3. Always in my heart
Author Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty.
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
Vernacular translation:
Young women in boudoir never have the worry of lovesickness and parting. On a bright spring day, she dressed herself up and climbed a tall building.
Suddenly, when I saw the spring scenery of willows on the roadside, I felt blue. She regretted that she shouldn't have let her husband join the army.
4. Partridges and colorful sleeves hold jade clocks diligently.
Author Yan Song,
Multicolored sleeves hold jade clocks diligently. Those days, I was drunk and red. Dance low and sing peach blossom fan.
Remember to meet each other after parting. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
Vernacular translation:
When I first met you, I was so gentle, beautiful, affectionate and drunk. At night, when the willow branches are opposite to the moon, we begin to dance. We dance and sing heartily until the roof falls from the treetops outside the building at night. We are too tired to shake the peach blossom fan any more.
Since that parting, I have always missed that wonderful meeting. How many times have I hugged you in my dream? Tonight, I hold up the silver lamp and look at you carefully. I'm afraid this meeting will appear in my dream again.
5. Visit Shanxi Village
Author Lu You, Song Dynasty
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Vernacular translation:
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In Fengshou Island, hospitality dishes are very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.
4. The description of willow in ancient poetry is based on the past and the past, and willow is reluctant to part. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. Li Bai recalled Qin E's throat, and Qin E dreamed of breaking Qin Louyue. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The sound of dust is gone, the west wind is still shining, the willow in Hanjialing is farewell, the flowers are flying all over the sky, the wicker is broken and the pedestrians are not returning. Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Now, in Weizhuang, the rain is among the rivers and grasses, and in the Six Dynasties, birds sing like dreams. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. Zhu He. The sapphire case is a smoke willow, and there is no reason to live in Lanzhou. Zhou Zizhi. Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the setting sun is there, and the future is bright. Xin Qiji. Touching the fish seems to be not a flower, but a little tears. Su Shi. Shuilongyin is cold and sad. Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop. All the cars are full of drinks. Nostalgia Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears. I was speechless and choked up. Read it. A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse. Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight. There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong. One spring night, I heard the flute and Li Bai's flute in Los Angeles. Their flutes were flying secretly and scattered in the spring breeze. In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home! 4, Hou Tangmei, the bridge is thin. The grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. Inch by inch, my heart ached, and my eyes were full of tears. The height of the building is not near the dangerous fence. Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside. -Ouyang Xiu's "Treading on the Sand" 5. How deep is the yard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's The Recent Flowers.
5. Collect ancient poems describing willows, five poems that suddenly saw the color of willows, and regret teaching my husband to find infinite trees in Hou Changan. Only Tao Yuanming's "On the back eaves of elm Liu Yin, Li Tao falls in tang qian", He Zhangzhi's "I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors", Liu Yuxi's "Willow Green and Jiang Shuiping Singing on the Langjiang River" and Han Yu's "The Most Important One".
The Book of Songs: I have gone in the past, and willow is covered with smoke in spring, climbing for pedestrians every year. "Willow color every year, bridge injury every year." I sawed off many doors near the city, and the strips were folded to reduce the spring breeze. "It's raining and dusty in Weicheng, and the guest house is pale. Where did Liu Yong wake up tonight? In Xiao Feng's Canyue, the trees on Baling Bridge smoke alternately, and the scenery is extremely exhausted. Yang Jialiu declined, climbed up several times, and the gaunt waist of Chu Palace "Zhao Meng? #92; "Wild shop peach blossom powder appearance, strange willow smoke.
I don't know if I'm going to see Fujian in Dongcheng, and I don't know if it's spring. "Joji's" Thin Horse Carrying Poems "is far away, and the tired birds call several villages. Flying willows add flowers to people's temples ""refers to green willows, and it is also a gentle climb.
When you move in the dark, you will know when it will be. "The willows in the west side are gentle. Tears can't be collected when you are away from troubles.
I still remember my affection. I was lost in the sky for the sake of "Liuwai Building". Du Yusheng couldn't bear to hear the rain and light dust in Weicheng. The guest heard "folding willow" in the new flute of Qingqingliu, but I didn't see Zhangtailiu in the spring scenery. In the past, Qingqing was old and Wuyuan was late in spring. In February, the weeping willows hang weakly, and the willow tips brush the ground. I hope I can be nice to you in dark days.
6. The ancient poem "The Book of Songs Picking Wei" describes Yangliu: "I have been there, and Yangliu Yiyi.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon. -"Lin Yuling"
Zhang Ji's "Ji Bei Lu Si": "The willow outside the guest pavilion turns south."
Zhou Bangyan's Brave Lanling: "The willow shade is straight and the smoke is beautiful. On the Sui Dyke, I have seen it several times, and the water fluttered and the cotton was sent away. ... Changting Road, in the coming year, it should be thousands of feet Cross. "
Li Bai's "Smelling the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night": "Whose flute flies in the dark and the spring breeze fills Los Angeles. In this serenade, I heard the willows, and no one can stand the nostalgia. "
Li Bai recalled Qin E: "Xiao Shengyan, the dream is broken. Qin Louyue, Liuse every year, Fuling is injured. "
Li Bai's "Nanjing Hotel Parting": "A gust of wind came, catkins were fragrant, and a girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink with her. Comrades from my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him. "
Zheng Gu's "Farewell to Friends in Huai": "The Yangtze River is the head of the Yangtze River, crossing the river with worry and murder. Some bagpipes leave the pavilion late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I will go to Qin. " "Huayang" is catkin. Su Shi has "Huayang Ci")
Wu Wenying's Wind Into the Pine: "The dark green in front of the building leads the way, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness."
Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Sky: Jade Flower is sad out of Fengcheng, and Liu Qingqing is downstairs, singing the fifth journey after Yangguan. Looking for a beautiful dream, the dream is difficult to realize, who knows my mood at this time. Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window.
7. The ancients wrote a poem about willow: Bai Juyi in Qingmen Liutang is a tree green and a tree sad, and he hates it several times. In order to bid farewell to the close-by Doumen, the long strips were folded to reduce the spring breeze. Chen Guangjiu, the new willow pond in Chang 'an, is in the first place, and the yellow willow is new. Different days and gardens won the first spring. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light and not dusty. One branch is about to break and return to the morning. There is rain and smoke, and there are deep branches. Where hometown leads dreams, other countries will see prosperity and decline twice. The grass color in Tingzhou is the same, and everyone knows how far to kill. When the wind is slow in Liu Tang, when the smoke blows over the water, it will arouse a lot of hatred and tie it to the short branches. Bones are soft, Zhang Lang is thin, waist is light, and women are hungry. My hometown has not returned, and it hurts a little. Liu Tang's topic is that Di Huan is far away in the north. How did Qin Song succeed? Du Mu in New Liu Tang was unable to shake the wind and see the new color, and his waist seemed to be full of jealousy. The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden ear greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sorrows are far away, and another rain saws off the dust. Leave more outside the east gate, fearing to kill people who are there sooner or later. Liu Jue said that several trees were newly opened in the Tang Dynasty, and they were fascinated by spring. They can't bear to hate their hometown, Fan Chuan, which is half covered with village bridges and half brushed with streams. Makeup leaves show eyebrows. How to climb high, bosom friends write poems again. A cage of gold thread brushed the bridge in Liutang Hanwo, and the waist was slightly damaged by children. But the spirit and standards are there, and spring is still long. The jade belt in Liu Tang and Han Yan's "Willow Songs" moved to the Golden Temple to plant blue clouds. Shang Yang's ladies-in-waiting were sent away with voices, and returned to dancing waist without anger and self-respect. The snow in Liutang and Han irrigated all the green. However, pedestrians give few gifts. Han wo can't resist the drag of rain and wind, and he is weak and hangs down to people. When the jade fiber is folded, it is like the hand of Guanyin. His jasper was decorated as a tree in Tang Dynasty, with 10,000 green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liutang Liqiao Liu Yang is dense and the golden embankment is evergreen. Graceful and curvy. The courtiers all hang down to the ground, and the fairy clothes bring the wind. Seven sages are good at bamboo, frugal and loose. Heartbroken temple and jade seat are empty first. In Liu Tang, Li Shangyin disappeared in the south of the Yangtze River, and the desert was yellow, which made it tender. The shore has climbed the guest's hand, and the Chu Palace dances its waist first. It's rainy in Qingming, and the night wind blows. I brought the sunset and cicadas. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands. Flowers are not bright, but there is love in softness. The moon is caught by the shore and the wind shakes the wild warbler. Suidi is at dusk in March, and birds want to fly freely. A bunch of green smoke locked the Jade Building in Luo Yin and Liutang. There will be new ones next year, and the spring breeze has never stopped. Liu, you are counting on you now. By the wind and rain, I stayed in a wandering warbler. The lingering of Emperor Yangdi's levee led to a big blow in the music scene at that time. Liu Tangshi, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and brushed the dust low, and Baqiao climbed a product. Think about it as a heartless tree. It doesn't know how to welcome people, but only gives them away. Liu Tang was a land of warblers and did not teach flowers as a medium. He responded carefully to the rain, but only loved the wind. He brushes brocade to step on obstacles, does not build a bronze sparrow terrace, and does not chase flowers in the evening. Birds chirping cicadas can make you look disappointed. It's up to you to dance and shake the water. After passing through five famous pottery factories, you can see that those who respect species are rare. Singing willows and Tang Xue are eager to hurt themselves when they are weak, and they are thinking beautifully at dusk. On one occasion, they floated to contend with each other in Zi Mo, daring to draw a short stroke of Zhu Lan. They began to dance and beat the pool like ice and snow. Don't make the strange road climb frequently, and gradually plan to hang in the shade. Leaving is even more heartbreaking. Love is beautiful in spring, but not in autumn wind. The smoke from the kitchen in Liutang County hangs on the ground, and the buildings on the edge of the city are full of spring. Please take a closer look at the romantic feelings, which did not reduce the spirit and time in the temple. Zheng Gu in Liutang County is half smoke and half rain, and apricot trees are reflected on Taoshan Road. It will leave people with infinite meaning and make the spring breeze. Li Bai in the Han family mausoleum is full of willow green, flowers are flying all over the sky, wicker is broken, and pedestrians don't return. Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why does Qiangdi blame the willow, and the spring breeze is not enough? In Weizhuang, Jinling, the grass is raining, and birds are singing in the Six Dynasties. The most ruthless is Taicheng Willow or Shilidi. Yichuan smoke, city wind, plum yellow rain. He Zhu, the jade case, a stream of smoke and willow drooping, there is no reason to live in Lanzhou. Zhou Zizhi, Tasha's leisure worries are the most bitter, so don't lean on the dangerous fence, and the sun sets. Xin Qiji. Looking at this fish, it seems that it is not Huayang. One thing is tearful parting. Su Shi, the waterspout is cold and sad. It's late at night and I have no intention of drinking in Changting. The shower began to stop. I miss this place. The blue boat urged me. I held my hand and looked at me with tearful eyes. I am speechless. I miss it. Thousands of miles of smoke and waves. The dusk is very deep. I have been sentimental and sad since ancient times. It is even more comparable. I am indifferent to Tomb-Sweeping Day. Where do I wake up tonight? Yang Liuan-Liu Yong. On the spring night in Yulin Ridge, I heard the flute in Los Angeles. Li Bai's Yu Di was secretly flying and scattered in the spring breeze all over Los Angeles. In this serenade, I heard the willows bend over, and no one can miss my hometown! He Biyu decorated willows into trees and tapestries hung down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Ceng Gong's messy stripes in the willows are still yellow, and they go crazy when they lean against the east wind. I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. The weak plants in the willows were frightened by the wind, and they thought beautifully in the dusk. I once floated with the purple stranger, and dared to caress Zhu Lan for short and long. Afraid to fly back at first sight. Gradually, I plan to hang the hood in the painting hall. Singing the song of Liu Hua Can Xue, floating around, the sheep floating around. Whose tree does it come from and fly to the single courtyard in spring? The face is lingering and the shadow hangs over the neighbors. The butterflies in the palace are full of chaos, and people are chaotic. With the waves, they should go to the seaside, get wet in the rain or rely on dust. They will be kind to this day and face this body gently. Two poems about Liu Guyun are full of smoke and dew.
8. Ancient and modern willow poems suddenly saw strange willow colors and regretted teaching my husband to find a seal.
Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows are responsible for parting.
Tao Yuanming's "Liu Yu Yin's back eaves, Luo tang qian's peaches and plums", He's "I don't know who cut the thin leaves, it looks like scissors in February", Liu Yuxi's "Yangliuqing, Singing on the Wenlang River", Han Yu's "The most beneficial thing in spring is the smoke of the capital", Gao Ding's "Grass grows in February, and willow is drunk in spring", Mao Zedong.
The Book of Songs: In the past, I was gone, Liu Yiyi.
Willow contains smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year. "
"Willow color every year, Baqiao hurts."
Seeing off near Doumen, long strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze. "
The acropolis is drizzling and dusty, and the guest house is slightly new.
Liu Yong's "Where Do You Wake Up Tonight?" Yang Liuan, the wind is dying. "
"Baling Bridge staggered smoke tree, scenery power. Weeping willows, after several climbs, gaunt Chu Palace waist. "
Zhao Mengfu's "Wild Shop peach blossom powder's Appearance, Strange Head Willow Smoke". I don't want to go to Dongcheng, Fujian, but I don't know the spring scenery. "
George's poem "A thin horse carries a poem far away, and there are several villages where birds are tired and sad." Head flying willow flowers, with people add sideburns. "
"Refers to the green willow, and light climbing. When you pass out, you will know when it will be. "
"Xicheng willow is soft. Tears can't be collected when you are away from troubles. I still remember my affection and once returned to the boat for the department. "
Outside the building, the sky is high, and Du Yu's voice is unbearable.
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I have heard of "folding willow" in the flute, but I have never seen it in spring.
Zhang Taiyan, Zhang Taiyan, was the past green?
The spring scenery in Wuyuan is old and late, and the weeping willows are not hung in February.
Weak willows hang down to the ground, and good spirits rise in the dark sky.
9. In the Book of Songs, the sentence about willow is gone, and willow is Yi Yi; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
Recall that when I went out, Yangliuyiyi blew with the wind; Now on the way back, the snow is flying all over the sky.
Yesterday: Point out the time.
Yiyi: A lush appearance. Say, attachment to appearance.
Thinking: suffix particles.
Feifei: The snow looks great.
The old me is gone, and now I'm thinking about rain and snow.
This is a famous sentence in the Book of Songs, which, like a painting, expresses the feelings of a traveler who is away from home to the fullest.
It was spring when I went out, the willows were dancing, and it was rainy and snowy winter when I came back. At this time of year, everything he has experienced is self-evident.