Yuji

Spring, I remember you.

Recall your warm breath

Recall your touching smile.

In spring, all life comes back to life.

The earth emits another kind of light.

It shines on people in every village.

It hides hope and sweat.

In spring, flowers bloom.

They are whispering quietly.

Looking forward to the arrival of childhood

Looking forward to the rain and dew.

Spring, I remember you.

Recall the beauty of spring

Recall the story of spring.

The footsteps of the past

Former poet

It used to be a dream.

Stay in the arms of spring

In spring, the winter jasmine is swaying with the wind.

She welcomes everyone who enters the spring.

Old people, children, happy lovers

In spring, every poem of mine

Every song of mine

give you

My spring

The miracle of my heaven

In spring, I think of my mother.

She is still working hard in the field.

Please listen to my heart in spring.

Please give all mothers a ray of warm sunshine.

Spring, I remember you.

Recall yesterday's history

Recall the traces of passing away

Recall an innocent poet

Recall the beauty of spring.

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Impression of spring

Yao bi Xiao LAN

The footsteps of spring have just entered the threshold.

New buds have sprouted on the branches.

Sparsely dotted with mountains and forests

Vilen is covered with mottled green.

Spring breeze, spring sunshine.

The earth is drunk into a green face.

Spotted wildflower

Smile and dance in the green waves

Gray clouds in the sky

The hands of spring breeze are red and crisp.

Pull into a yarn

Weaving rain curtain

Hanging between heaven and earth

Yaner is busy building a love nest after marriage.

Thrushcross, lark, spring warbler

Practice singing new songs in spring.

Starling, parrots use the language of birds.

Sing a new poem in spring

Violets and butterflies are whispering in the grass.

Jasminum nudiflorum whispered to bees in the bushes.

The blue grass flowers by the stream smile at the fish.

The rosy clouds in spring dyed the peach forest red.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the fat is fragrant.

Dewdrops on petals can make wine.

Wait for Miss Chun to come and have a good drink.

Listen to the birds recite spring poems.

The goddess of spring opened the curtain of spring.

A symphony of spring is playing.

Flowers and birds are singing.

New world:

Vilen is full of green and red.

The sky reflects the neon of the road.

The vast sea of flowers in spring

Spring surges like the tide.

Spring is a naughty little girl.

Sprinkle coke on people

Yesterday was full of smiles.

Today is tears again and again.

Spring girl is following the rhythm of spring.

Look at the flowers and caress the willows all the way

Clouds floating in the sky

irascibility

I don't know when.

Still crying.

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First, the small forest effect in cities.

Green again, my grove.

Ants and flying insects in the Woods

These humble lives come with spring.

Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.

Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head

I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.

Waving his long beard and bleating.

Shook my youth and soul.

A black goat came to me leisurely.

Tears of happiness hung on his face.

Second, open the door of spring.

I hear birds chirping.

In the city, there are several spring birds.

They are afraid to go into town.

Just cheering and jumping outside the classroom.

They are as simple as farmers in the countryside.

Let me sprout a sense of closeness.

They are my friends.

Like a relative I met by chance.

They are looking for unknown bugs.

Make a friendly voice to one's companion

After school, I fell in love with birdsong.

In the debate about birds,

I pushed open the door of spring.

Third, this spring

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Think for a moment about some tombstones.

Think of my childhood for a while.

My heart is at sixes and sevens this spring.

Poetry in spring is written in spring.

My poems are the leaves of grass and crowns in spring.

This spring,

What else can I do?

Who else can I embrace spring and time with?

Rain passes through my chest.

A sound

Tick tock tick tock

Run down from a very high place

Like a long-haired girl shawl and a black waterfall.

Hurry up

That's why I became

In the endless rain curtain

A dizzy elf

I can't tell who it is.

That's really unstoppable.

desire

Raindrops are flying in the air.

Floating slowly in the sky.

Gather strength from

Untouched clouds

Infiltrate quietly

My broad chest

So my breasts fluctuate.

Stir up ripples

Flapping on the rocks of feelings

Wave after wave of breathing.

With a drop of rain

Moisten each other

A drop of rain like this.

Go deep into my heart

Mixed with my thoughts.

And then through the narrow space in my heart

Clean everything.

And a ray of sunshine

Seize the opportunity to travel through time and space

Reach my clear sky

2004-2-23

Looking at a snow in spring

Catch the spring train.

along with

Sword of the season

Scrape mercilessly

A restless bud

Let the ice crack all winter.

extend

Holding a hunting flag

pursue

A snow in spring

Step on it

The equator in spring

A heavy snow will be precious.

Dialogue between Spring and Snow

Inclined chamber

Flowing wantonly

Snowflakes float in six directions.

Give instructions

Send a wet message.

In fact, spring has nothing to do with a snow.

Very suddenly

Abnormal cold weather in early spring

Grab everyone's love

look into the sky

The connection between heaven and earth

Intense and pure

be on the decline

Head-on is waiting

2004-2-3

Step on the threshold of spring

The last snow

And the top of the tree outside the window

look into the future

The branches droop and sigh.

spray

Fall into a longing for spring

A quietly arched.

Tender buds of frozen soil

Tap on the earth's door

The sparrow that walks freely.

Make a squeak

Disappear behind the cracked trunk.

Enjoy love

Lightweight kites in the suburbs

Sail a boat in the season

Lyric all the way

Reach the territory of spring

The road is still muddy.

Occasionally there are pedestrians

Raise one's collar

Shut out the cold.

At the door of spring

merry

2004-2-5

go on an outing

weekend

Meet a kite

Go to the top of the suburb.

Let your son fly.

Joy in winter

One flew in from a distance.

Floating leaves

Saw-saw

Come and go with your son

The wife is lying down.

Kiss intimately

Achnatherum splendens with wet body.

The whole afternoon.

I am restless.

Really want to

Take your son away

Homework in the bag

Help him sweep it off.

2004-3-9

Lenovo (brand name of computer)

An old buffalo

Eating between buildings

A lawn full of wild flowers

Then spread happiness like a shepherd boy.

"moo"

Cattle and sheep hoof basin beads

Wake up the ears of spring from the river.

Next to it are seedlings that grow wildly in spring.

Leaves on the ridge of the field

When a person falls down,

Imagine not long ago.

Right here in this land.

This is the old buffalo.

Rumble, mambo

Push

The pace of progress this season

An empty philosopher holding hands.

Make all kinds of gestures

Through the cold eyes of the season

Put warm colors on the earth.

Turn it over one by one

Will be a cool classical figure.

Tilt heavily in mud waves

Pull and urge

Shares in hand

Against the old farmer

2004-03-09

Who hunted the feathers of spring?

The last season to collect feathers

After experiencing that kind of abundant vitality

Hiding in the twilight of spring

Under the wings of the day

Quiet and elegant serenade

Living in the wind

Lick it gently and keep sailing.

The sails of the sea of four seasons

who is it?

After harvesting love,

Fall out of favor again under the eaves of love

Refuse to pray

Once romantic passion

Wet a tear quietly.

Swimming in spring

Xia Yunzheng Wade Space Yuan Ye

See the fading light.

In the tempering of clouds

have a bath

Haitian Chu

Control the heat of beautiful feathers

The endless journey beyond the smoke lock is impossible.

Silently promised again.

Raise the pious prayer flag

Go far away

who is it?

Hunting for spring feathers

But I can't find the soaring sky

Collect feathers on the branches of feelings

2004-03-08

Waiting for the sunshine to come.

I guess

On a spring afternoon

Maybe there are many things.

Will be bored

Leaning against the windowsill

Look at the clouds in the distant sky.

It's crowded downstairs

Pedestrians passing by in a hurry

They all look serious.

Witness someone else's

act alone

On one side, the sky is clear.

Lyrical pigeons have beautiful feathers.

Take a pigeon whistle

Sneak in unscrupulously

Between the kite and the breeze

Cast under the awning

A powerful shadow

move

Only irregular strokes are selected.

Traces of thinking

stand someone up

Open feather channel

A bridge in the distance

Wait for a pile

Preferably a bunch.

Return to the sun

check again

Then hug them heartily.

2004-2-2

weekend

bicycle; cycling

teeter

Tired of noise

Go to the target

(of troops) move forward.

Boiling liquid

silent

When rape blossoms are in full bloom in spring.

A swarm of bees

As the host

Come in the peak season

Lying smartly in the stamens

From the gap between petals

see with one's own eyes

Dance in the wind

spread

Exhale the depression in the chest

Put ease and comfort.

Stop at

Lailu road

outside the window

Red apricots

Naughtily

Follow the drawn curtains

Break through the wall

A strong fragrance

Mix with brewed wine

Kaori fainted a busload of people.

Classical poetry

Tang Du Mu's Poem "Jiangnan Spring"

Thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflects the river, water town, mountain country and wine flag wind.

"Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai

The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into moss. You finally want to go home. Now when my heart is almost the broken wind in spring, since I dare not know you, why do you separate the silk curtains beside my bed? ?

The Hope of Spring Tang Du Fu

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist. In spring, green trees and grasslands return, petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows.

After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold, and I caressed my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.

Night Tour in Zuogong Tang Du Fu

The flowers are dark and the palace is dark, the birds crow in the sky and the windows are bright, and the nine clouds are bright.

While I was waiting for the golden lock to turn, I heard the jade pendant jingling in the wind. I had a petition to submit in the morning, and I was asking what time it was all night.

"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Farewell to Ancient Grass Tang Bai Juyi

The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow tall again in the spring breeze.

Sweet, they crowded on the ancient avenue and reached the crumbling gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you left again, full of sadness.

Spring outing in Qiantang River Tang Bai Juyi

Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, with a flat water surface and low cloud feet.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. I like the lack of eastbound lake, and I like the white sand embankment under the shade of Populus davidiana.

Xiangsitang Wangwei

When those red berries come in spring, they bloom in your southern branches. Take them home for me as a symbol of our love.

"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran

This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.

Poetry in Spring Yuxi, Liu Tang

New makeup should be placed downstairs, and spring scenery should be locked in a courtyard.

Liu Yong Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper adorns trees, 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.

In early spring, it was presented to Zhang and other eighteen members of the Ministry of Water Resources, Tang Hanyu.

The rain in Sky Street is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke and willows everywhere in the imperial city.

Chun si Tang Huang fu ran

Que Yin and Yan Yin tell about the New Year, but so far it is Ma Town and Longqiu. I live in a city on the first floor near Hanyuan, and the moon brings my heart to the sky of Tatar.

I wove endless sad words in the frame, but now this petal branch is smiling in my lonely sleep. Fight for the fight, and his victory will be engraved on the rock! .

Song Sushi, Hui Chong Riverside Night Scene.

Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.

"Dengguazhou" An Shi of Wang Song

Guazhou is located at the mouth of Beijing, separated from Zhongshan by several mountains. When the Spring Breeze arrives in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?

"Spring" Song Zhuxi

Winning the day to find the fragrance of Surabaya, the boundless scenery is new for a while. Wait a minute and you will know that the east wind is always spring.

Jueju: The South of the Song Monks

Ancient trees covered with short eaves in the shade, wooden sticks and quinoa helped me cross the east of the bridge.

"The garden is worthless" Ye Songshao Weng

You have to pity the dog's teeth and print your hair, but Chai Fei won't open for a long time. Spring flowers can't shut the garden, but an almond goes out of the wall.

Spring in the Jade Building

The scenery in Dongcheng has become better, wrinkled and welcoming. Populus davidiana is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.

Gone with the wind grows up hating less happiness, but willing to love thousands of women and smile.

Song Ouyang Xiu sent friends to Luo Zhong in the early spring of "A Journey to the South"

Chu is thousands of miles away. Why should pedestrians take credit? Fang traveled to yan zhen and waited for the pavilion to make noise.

Spring comes to the riverside grass, flowers bloom on the water, Dongfeng drinks alone and misses home for the New Year.

Lou Yu, Song Chun, Xin Qiji

Before the wind blows, I want to persuade Chunguang to stay. Chunguang is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city.

The mirror feels that the stars are wrong, and people are not conceited in spring. Dreaming that people are far from sorrow, only in the pear blossom wind and rain.

Hope to help you, hope to adopt!