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Yong Liu He Zhizhang.

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Speechless to me, his eyebrows are self-explanatory, and his eyes are still green when he is not with others.

Don't hate the silk thousands, and cut off the spring light pavilion.

The sound of the yellow oriole at the bottom of the leaf is better, and it is listened to when the smoke and rain are drunk across the stream.

Yongliu Zeng Gong.

The chaos has not yet turned yellow, and it is crazy when it leans on the east wind.

Solve the flying flowers and the sun and the moon, and I don't know that there is frost in the sky.

Liu Yong: Yulin zero.

The willow shore is full of wind and waning moon, and it should be a good day and a good time.

Yongliu willow branch words.

He Zhizhang Tang Dynasty

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

1, "New Willow".

Song Yang Wanli.

The wicker is a hundred feet away from the silver pond, and Mo Shenqing is only light yellow.

It may not be that the wicker can be dipped in water, and the willow shadow in the water leads him to grow.

2, "Cold Food".

Don Han Hong. Flowers fly everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food east wind and willow slope.

At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the five marquis.

3, "Yongliu".

Don Han. The rain drags the wind and is not self-controlled, and the whole body is weak to hang down to people.

The jade fiber is folded and given away, just like when Guanyin is in his hands.

4, "Cat Fall: Yongliu".

Ming Chen Zilong.

Nai Cheng is light and thin, and he returns to Xiaoyun. Is the sky blowing in the sky?

A river swaying and flying. It is suspected that it is still deep spring, and it is secretly shocking autumn.

1, "Yongliu" Tang He Zhizhang.

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

2, "Early Spring Chengshui Department Zhang Eighteen Members Outside (Part 1)" Tang Hanyu.

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital.

3, "Farewell Poem" Sui Anonymous.

The willows are green and drooping, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky. The wicker is broken and the flowers are flying, and the pedestrians are asked if they will return?

4, "Huaishang Farewell to Friends" Tang Zheng Gu.

Yang Liuchun at the head of the Yangtze River, Yang Huachou killed the people who crossed the river. A few bagpipes leave the pavilion late, Jun to Xiaoxiang and I to Qin.

5, "Linjiang Immortal Hanliu" Qing Nalan Xingde.

Where is the flying flotsam and flying flowers, the layers of ice and snow are devastated, and the sparse trees are even colder. Love him Mingyue is good, and haggard is also related. The most is that after the silk is shaken, it is transferred to teach people to remember Spring Mountain. The dream of the skirt is intermittently difficult.

6, "Fenghe Spring Linwei Water Response Poem" Liu Sui Dynasty.

Drink horses and throw money on the shore, and solve the fishing section. The wind silk drags the incense bait, covering the cup of nostalgia.

7, "Fenghe Late Yang Zijiang Teaching Poems" Liu Sui Dynasty.

Dajiang Metropolis, Cheung Chau has the old name. The west flows to control Minshu, and the east is full of Pengying. Before seeing the fiber movement, first listen to the sound of staring at the waves. The sky is cloudy, and the waves are watsy. If you want to know the twilight rain, watch the flying light.

8, "Fenghe Late Yang Hunger Chi Zijiang Ying Poems" Liu Sui Dynasty.

Zhu Dan golden cymbals, driving out of the city. Fresh clouds are on the cover, and the fine grass is rotten silver and plum wheels. Thousands of miles of smoke and haze, looking at the spring of the rivers and mountains.

The plum breeze blows off the stamen, and the wine rain reduces the dust. The sun is not over, and the wisdom is not one. The wind and waves rise, and the fog rolls out of the lonely sail.

The rhetoric is beautiful and the stars are high, and the light is high. Empty beauty Zou Mei couple, the end of Xie Yuanyun pen.

9, "Song of the Dead Cow Poem" Liu Sui Dynasty.

Once resigned, thousands of miles away from the Yellow River. Weep to the clothes and shout.

10, "Yangchun Song" Liu Sui Dynasty.

There are a thousand sounds of a spring bird. A cluster of spring flowers with a thousand names. The traveler sat on the eaves speechlessly. Homesickness is hard to settle. Only when the text is a wine. For the time being, we will welcome each other.

The meaning of the poem Yongliu:

The tall willow trees are dressed like jasper, and the green strands of willow branches hang down. I don't know who cut out this thin willow leaf, but the warm and cold February spring breeze is just like scissors.

There is also Yongliu: a work of "Willow Branch Words".

Jasper: Describes the color of the branches and leaves of the willow tree. This sentence says that the new willows in spring are green and swaying, like jade trees.

Makeup: decorate, dress up.

Silk tape: Ribbon. This is used to describe the softness and lightness of wicker. Tape, a rope braided with silk.

February: The second lunar month is the middle of spring.

There is also [translation of poetry, poetry].

The spring willow is like jasper, and the thousands of branches hanging down are like green silk.

Who cut this willow leaf so delicately, it turns out that the February spring breeze - it is like a dexterous pair of scissors.

Yang (Liu) Qingqing River level, hear the singing sound on the Lang River. - Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branches".

The branches (willows) blow and there is little, and there is no grass at the end of the world. - Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers".

Wet clothes want to wet apricot blossom rain, blowing face does not chill poplar (willow) wind. - Zhinan monk "Quatrain".

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

The willows are green and the river is horizontal, and the sound of singing on the shore is heard.

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

In this nocturne, I smell the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden.

The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk.

The willows are green and the river is horizontal, and the Lang River is singing, the sun rises in the east and rains in the west, but there is no sunny but sunny.

The mountains and rivers are poor and there is no way out, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

Wet clothes want to wet apricot blossom rain, blowing face does not chill poplar (willow) wind.

Weicheng is light and dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.

In this nocturne, I smell the willows, who can't afford the love of the old garden.

Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky.

In the early morning of the rain in Weicheng, the guest house is green and willow-colored.

The spring breeze knows not to be bitter, and does not send wicker green.

The willows in the west city make the spring soft, and the tears are difficult to collect.

The most ruthless is the Taicheng willow, which is still ten miles away.

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

The willows on the Hanyang River, the east branch of the visitors.

Leaning on the railing and staring, secretly worried, the willow flowers flew to take advantage of the east wind.

It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and the smoke and willows are all over the imperial capital.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village").