What are the poems that begin with the word leaf?

1. About the poems starting with the word 叶

About the poems starting with the word 叶1. What are the poems starting with the word 叶

1. The bottom of the leaf The oriole sings once or twice, and the flying catkins are light as the sun grows longer. —— Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Spring Scenery"

Translation: The song of the oriole lingers on the branches and leaves of the tree, and only the catkins are flying.

2. The early sun on the leaves dries up the rain, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by one. ——Song Dynasty Zhou Bangyan's "Su Muzhe·Liao Agarwood"

Translation: The first sunshine on the lotus leaves dried up last night's rain, and the lotus flowers on the water were clear and round, and each lotus leaf stood upright. Out of the water.

3. The leaves are communicating with each other, and there are two birds in the middle. They call themselves mandarin ducks. They raise their heads and sing to each other, reaching the fifth watch every night. ——Han·Anonymous "Peacock Flying Southeast/An Ancient Poetry Written by Jiao Zhongqing's Wife"

Translation: Various leaves are connected, and there is a pair of flying birds in the middle. The name of the bird is originally called Mandarin Duck, and they raise their heads. Come and chirp, and chirp every night until the fifth watch.

4. The sound of leaves falling is like rain, and the moonlight is as white as frost. —— "Autumn Evening" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Translation: The night wind blows, the leaves fall one after another like the sound of rain breaking into the ears, and the bright moonlight covers the earth like frost.

5. The leaves are moist, the forest pond is dense, and the clothes are dry and the mat is clear. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Two Poems on the Water Threshold to Heart"

Translation: The flowers and leaves are wet from the rain, the woods are densely covered with puddles, and my clothes and pillow mat are also dry.

2. What are the poems containing the word "leaf"

1. Poems: A sound of Wuye leaves and a sound of autumn, a bit of banana and a bit of sadness, after the third watch, I return to my dream.

From: "Water Fairy Night Rain" by Xu Zaisi of the Yuan Dynasty

Interpretation: Every drop of rain on the leaves of the phoenix tree makes people feel the strong autumn. Every drop of rain on the banana leaves makes people feel deeply sad. The sweet dream of returning home that I had at night lasted until after the third watch.

2. Poetry: Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, where there are fields of lotus leaves, and fish play among the lotus leaves.

From: An anonymous "Jiangnan" in the Han Dynasty

Explanation: You can pick lotus on the water in the south of the Yangtze River. The lotus leaves are so lush and the fish are playing among the lotus leaves.

3. Poetry: Fallen leaves from foreign trees, people alone at night under cold lights.

From: "Autumn Residence in Bashang" by Ma Dai of the Tang Dynasty

Definition: Facing the fallen leaves of the trees in a foreign country, the lonely lamp on the cold night shines on me alone.

4. Poetry: The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

From: Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple"

Interpretation: The dense layers of lotus leaves spread out and connect with the blue sky, creating an endless expanse of verdant green. The graceful lotus buds are in full bloom, looking particularly bright and red under the sunlight.

5. Verse: Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.

From: "Mountain Travel" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Definition: I stopped the car because I liked the evening view of the maple forest in late autumn. The maple leaves, stained by autumn frost, are more beautiful than the spring flowers in February.

3. Poems and famous aphorisms containing the word "leaf"

One leaf falls and the world knows autumn. Intoxicated by the red leaves. Tang Bai Juyi. The autumn trees are blown by the wind, and people drink wine for a long time.

The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, they are not spring. Cold dew is seen on the leaves of the phoenix tree on a moonlit night. Tang Dai Cha On the leaves of the Xiaoshu tung tree, the white dew of the moon has just begun to appear.

The drops of bitumen are full of light, and the colors are bright and cold. The wind shakes the jade pendant, and the branches move with pity.

The air is cold and I am suspicious of the autumn evening, and the sound is faint and it is late at night. The congealed sky flows all over the place, and the moistening things are pure and suitable for viewing.

Don’t be tired of looking at the tiredness, it will be even harder to gather Xi. Title of Tong Ye by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty Last year, the tung tree fell on the old stream, and the leaf was attributed to Yan Shi.

Jianglou returns to Yan today, which is exactly when the leaves were written last year. It's a pity that the leaves have fallen and the swallows have returned, and the mysterious hair has flowed eastward without a deadline.

The laughter at the feast and singing turns into melancholy, and the bright moon and clear breeze make us see farewell. Zhuang Sou and Peng Shang were in the same dream, and Tao Qian's life experiences were left behind.

One pill and five colors are just empty words, and there is no doubt about the broken stone and loose fuel. If you are extravagant and effortless, your writing is like a piece of brocade. Why should you make progress like a cone?

The God of Money makes you invincible, and the Holy Spirit of Wine makes me a commoner. The autumn light on the riverside is reflected in the Toad Pavilion mirror, and the mountains in front of the threshold are lush with mausoleum eyebrows.

The fragrance of the bottle spreads lightly over several branches of chrysanthemums, and the shadow of the eaves slants into half of the chess game. Don't criticize officials for being clumsy in their opinions. They only pray to gods for their foolishness.

Three Wu smoke levels create thoughts, and I would rather go to the place of idleness. Fallen leaves send Chen Yu by Han Yu, Tang Dynasty. Fallen leaves never change, and their broken canes never come back.

The fluttering winds are different from each other in the end, and they are temporarily dependent on each other when they meet by chance. Quiet late night words, long and cold moonlight.

Who said that when young people say goodbye, everyone sheds tears and stains their clothes. Hearing the blowing of poplar leaves by Tang Lang Shiyuan The wonderful blowing of poplar leaves stirs up sorrow, and the horses in the wind start to hate credit.

If it is a cold moonlit night in Yanmen, all the shocking sand should be rolled up at this time. Lotus Leaf by Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty The root is jade in the mud, and the heart is full of dew.

Plant in Juntang and bury Ren Chunpu. Inscribed on the osmanthus leaf in front of the palace, Tang Luxun. The osmanthus tree grows in the South China Sea, and its fragrance spreads across the Chu Mountain.

See you in the sky today, I suspect it will be in the middle of the moon. Red Leaves by Tang Luoyin I am helpless by the deserted city, which is shining in the evening.

The clear fields are green with frost, and the mountains are red with cold rain. Wandering on Baling Road, the beauty Chang Xin Palace.

Waiting for the end of the year, there is endless hope. Fallen Leaves by Tang Qiji It’s also late in autumn, and I can see my neighbors outside the window.

No one in the world is shocked. I am alone in the forest. Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning.

Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing. Smell the Fallen Leaves by Tang Qiji After the snow cleared on the trees, the evening breeze rustled.

Because I miss my homeland at night, there are a few empty trees near the water. The tea is boiled and burned, and the moss turns red when stepped on.

I won’t leave here until next year, and I’ll still see green trees. Title: Fallen Leaves, Tang Dynasty Sikong Shu. The frost has threatened the leaves, and now the trees are half empty.

The hometown is different in depression, but the scattered travelers are the same. Cold water floats on the rustling shore, and night insects crowd along the steps.

Sui Feng is enviable and gets Luoyang Palace. Fallen Leaves by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty The old green leaves are in different directions, and the first red ones have overlapped.

The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree. Fallen Leaves by King Zhou of Tang Dynasty Su Lushuo is brittle, and the young girl is jealous and thin.

The wind blows on a cold day, and the leaves are dry and red. Fallen Leaves Tang Wuwu Winding around the alley, there are red streams, and depression chases the north wind.

Don’t miss the lost birds in the forest, and float on the water carrying song insects. The little stones are buried, but the branches are still growing and falling.

Bring a frosty book with you, and read leisurely among the white clouds. Red leaves by Tang Wurong The dew-stained frost-dried flakes are light, and they turn bright in the setting sun.

The harmonious smoke falls in the nine-autumn colors, and the love spreads thousands of miles along with the waves. How many nights are the shadows of birds hidden in the moonlight, and the sound of cicadas is heard in every family?

For a moment, I didn’t feel much regret, watching the breeze cut the flowers. The leaves fall by Tang Wurong. The red shadow floats and the green shadow is faint. After saying a word, Lin Biao does not know where to go.

The colorless smoke of sorrow is still there, and the hatred has turned into crying. If you follow the water and travel thousands of miles, don't fly alone just because of the wind.

Thousands of trees in the suburbs of Chu are rustling with the sound of autumn, and at dusk they are attracting guests. Fallen Leaves Tang Xiumu The rain has passed over the idle fields, and the fallen leaves are red.

Thinking about spring, I believe there is an autumn breeze. The water flows in several places, and the dusk sky is chaotic by the river.

You should only stand on your own feet and not be the same as the king. Banana Leaves by Xu Yin of the Tang Dynasty The green and green loom of a newly-cut loom is swaying in the wind and the shadows of the sun are falling away.

Just because the Qing Emperor is traveling in spring, he is leaning against the Zhuocui flag on the east wall. Looking at the yellow leaves in Yuezhou, Tang Zhang said: "Looking at the yellow leaves with a white head, the beauty of the face is complex."

Under the empty Tangtang tree, there is no political song. Lotus leaves by Zhenggu of the Tang Dynasty The water splashing on the boat is different from green, leaning against the sill and the wind is shaking the handle with fragrance.

Thank you to the people of Huanxi for staying there despite the rain. Huatangchun by Zhang Xian of the Song Dynasty The lotus seeds in the outer tide vary in length.

Gulls fly in the green areas of Jishan Mountain. The water and sky are rippling and the painting is late.

The silhouette of the person moves in the middle. The peach leaves sing in a low voice, and the apricot red and dark clothes are light.

The small lotus barrier avoids the slanting sunlight. Get the green shade to return.

Butterfly Love Flower, Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty. In spring, a pole fills the water. Fragrant grass and geese fill the shore with green breeze.

The painted boat turns hundreds of times in Yiyu Bay. Hengtang Tower is closer to the front and farther away.

It is cold in Jiang State and it is late for farming. To the north of the village and to the south of the village, the fields are plowed all over during the Grain Rain.

Show the wheat and the mulberry leaves are cheap. Take a look and try to harvest new cocoons.

The Resentful King and Sun Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty The wind blows on the lake, and the waves are vast. Autumn is already late, and there are few reds and few fragrances. The scenery of the water, the mountains, and the intimacy with people are so wonderful.

The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with green dew and apple blossoms. The gulls and herons sleeping in the sand do not look back, and they seem to hate that people return early.

Huanxisha Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty The leaves are green with apricots hanging down. The branches are thin and willowy.

The evening orioles sing in the deep courtyard. It's a shame that romance turns into a bad luck, and there's no news about my return date.

He held his chin up and was speechless, his green eyebrows low. Qingpingle Song Yanshu Autumn light towards the evening.

The first banquet was held in the small pavilion. The leaves of the forest are still bright red.

After the rain, the courtyard is covered with moss. Madam Xiao persuaded me to go to Jinxi.

Yinqin sings new lyrics. Dusk goes and morning comes and we grow old, what is life if we don’t drink.

4. Ancient poems with the word "leaf"

1. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.

——"Mountain Travel" by Du Mu·Tang Definition: I stopped the car because I love to admire the evening view of the maple forest. The frosted maple leaves are even redder than the flowers in February. 2. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus slit to both sides of the face.

——"Lotus Picking Song" Wang Changling·Tang Definition: A group of girls picking lotus. Their skirts are as green as lotus leaves, and their rosy cheeks complement the blooming lotus. 3. The blue sky, the yellow leaves on the ground, the autumn colors are rolling, and the cold smoke is green on the waves.

——"Su Muzhe" Fan Zhongyan·Song Dynasty Definition: The sky is filled with white clouds and yellow leaves are everywhere. The autumn scenery is reflected in the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are covered with cold smoke and green.

4. Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. ——"Ding Fengbo·Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest" Su Shi·Song Dynasty Interpretation: Don't pay attention to the sound of rain beating leaves through the forest, you might as well walk leisurely while chanting and whistling.

5. The arrowhead leaves have rotted and she has left Xiwan, and the lotus seeds have not returned in bloom. ——"Journey to the South of the Yangtze River" Zhang Chao·Tang Interpretation: I bid farewell to the old wild rice leaves in Xiwan when the leaves are rotten. Now the lotus flowers are in full bloom, but the people I look forward to have not returned home yet. 6. The lotus leaves are infinitely green and reflect the sky. Japanese lotus flowers are uniquely red.

——"Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn" Yang Wanli·Song Definition: The endless lotus leaves connecting with the sky are green, and the lotus flowers that complement the sun are particularly red.

7. I don’t know who cuts the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

——"Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang·Tang Dynasty Interpretation: I don't know who cut out those tiny willow leaves. It turns out that the spring breeze in February is like the scissors in the hands of a skilled craftsman. 8. You see, a boat is in and out of the storm.

——"Look at the small fishing boat, appearing and disappearing in the storm" Fan Zhongyan·Song Dynasty Interpretation: Please look at the small fishing boat, disappearing and appearing in the roaring wind and waves. 9. The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain.

——"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi·Tang Definition: When the spring breeze blows, the peach and plum blossoms will bloom. When the autumn rain comes, the sycamore trees will lose their leaves.

10. Orchid leaves are lush in spring, and Osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn. ——"Feelings" Zhang Jiuling·Tang Dynasty Interpretation: Orchid grows particularly prosperously in spring, and sweet-scented osmanthus blooms brightly in autumn.

5. Poems about the word leaf

Lotus under the steps

---Bai Juyi

The shadow of the leaf is like building a moon, and the flowers are blooming The fragrance spreads into the curtain wind.

It is better to plant it on Tianchi than to grow in wild water.

Residence in the Mountain

---Cao Ye

Sweeping leaves, making tea and picking leaves, books, my mind is idle and dreamless at night, and the window is empty.

If only I should be light and graceful at night, how can I be a strict king who loves fishing?

Dawn comes out with pure kindness. Lin Zifang

---Yang Wanli

After all, in June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun. A different kind of red.

Farewell at night in Wuzhong

---Bao Rong

Chu Ke thinks about the yellow leaves in autumn, and Wu Ji sings at night to stop the blue clouds.< /p>

Everyone sheds tears in front of the lamp, the water and the sky are cold, and the geese leave the flock.

Mountain hike

--- Du Mu

Far up the cold mountain The stone path is slanted, and there are people living where the white clouds grow.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February.

The stranger has not returned home after receiving the favor, and the frost leaves are rustling. Manchaiguan.---Guan Xiu's "Sent to Feng Shijun of Tongjiang in Late Autumn"

The frosty leaves fall without wind, and the autumn clouds are empty without rain.---Lu Lun's "Sending Wanju" < /p>

The red leaves and moss fields are unbearable, and it is a cool windy and rainy day. --- Bai Juyi's "Gift of Yuan Jiu in the Autumn Rain"

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

6. Poems with the word "leaf" O (∩

On a mountain walk, Du Mu was far up the cold mountain. The stone path was slanted, and there were people deep in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. The pole is tilted. "Autumn Morning" Farewell to Gengyu, in the dark night filled with stars and frost, I have suffered the sin that cannot be washed away by holy water. You have stepped on my back. Welcome, Dongshu, you have been resurrected! In this last moment, I opened my eyes and hugged the sun's feet, watching the leaves trembling, the flowers dancing, and listening to the sounds of the city, until I shed tears of joy! "Huhang Car" Xu Zhimo Hurry! A roll of cigarettes! , a mountain, a few cloud shadows, a stream of water, a bridge, the sound of an oar, a forest of pine trees, a clump of bamboo, and red leaves: colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, clear, blurred, and faded like a dream ,——Urgent! Is it the wheel or the time? It makes autumn look older, and it makes life older! The mountains are clear and the water is clear, and the frost comes at night, and the trees are dark red and light yellow (referring to the leaves) "Two Autumn Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty When one wakes up from drinking, one cannot wake up to the movement of autumn wind in the pond full of lotus leaves;

"Autumn Evening" by Dou Gong of the Tang Dynasty, the sky is blue, the yellow leaves are on the ground, the autumn colors are rolling, and the cold smoke is green on the waves. ·Fan Zhongyan's "Su Mu Zhe" The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright in autumn. It is a festival to enjoy this business.

Who knows that those who live in the forest have their own hearts to listen to the wind and sit with each other? Looking for a beauty? ___Zhang Jiuling> One leaf falls and the world is drunk with red leaves. Tang Bai Juyi is in the wind and the autumn trees are drunk.

The drunken leaves are like frost, although they are red, they are not spring. On a moonlit night, there is cold dew on the sycamore leaves. The white dew on the leaves of Tang Dynasty is full of clear light. The wind shakes the jade pendants, and the branches move with pity.

The air is cold and it is late in the night, and the sound is faint. The water is flowing all over, and it is good to look at the moist things.

It is more difficult to gather the tung leaves when you are tired. Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty wrote a poem about the leaves falling on the old stream last year.

Jianglou sent the leaves back to Yan last year. It was a pity that the leaves fell to Yan and died. .

The laughter at the banquet and the singing are melancholy, the bright moon and the clear breeze see the farewell. Don't doubt it anymore. If you are extravagant and unreliable, you will be as sharp as a cone.

The god of money knows that you are invincible. The sage of wine is like me. Maolingmei.

The fragrance of the bottle is light, and the shadow of the eaves is slanting into half of the chess game. I only pray to the gods stupidly.

The level of thinking is peaceful, and I would rather send Chen Yu and Tang Han Yu away. The fallen leaves never change, and they will never come back again.

We meet each other quietly in the late night, and the moon is long and cold. Hui.