What do you think are the most beautiful poems or essays about spring?

The verses describing spring are as follows:

The flowers are hidden in the twilight, and the birds are chirping. The stars are moving, and the moon is more than nine clouds. Don't sleep to listen to the golden key, because the wind thinks of Yuke.

There was a seal in the Ming Dynasty, how about the night? - Du Fu's "Spring Residence in the Left Province" wants to persuade Chunguang to live in the wind, and the spring is on Fangcao Road in the south of the city. It did not fall into the water's edge with the flow, and made a floating mud flocculent.

In the mirror, I have felt that the stars are wrong, and people live up to their conceit. Dream back to people far away and sad, only in the pear blossom wind and rain. - Xin Qiji's "Jade House Spring".

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright.

Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. - Du Fu's "Spring Night Rain" Last year, in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Cui Hu "Title Capital City Nanzhuang".

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. ——Han Yu's "Early Spring Chengshui Department Zhang Eighteen Members" red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely. ——Wang Wei's "Acacia" The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this.

Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple".

The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will be fragrant. Yang Huayu pod has no talent, but the solution is to make snow fly all over the sky. ——Han Yu's "Late Spring" Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored.

Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west. ——Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy Anxi" The ancient wood is a short canopy in the shade, and the cane helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind.

Seng Zhinan's "Quatrain".

People are idle and osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty. The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat. ——Su Shi's "Hui Chong Spring River Evening Scene" is looking for Fangsi waterfront in the sun, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring.

Zhu Xi's "Spring Day".

Beautiful verses about spring. The first thing that comes to mind is the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud. The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe.

The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.

Here is a scene of early spring full of life. A few early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallows peck the spring mud, and the writing is so interesting. The yellow warbler and the birds chirped and quarreled.

Fly up and down against the rising sun. Occupy the place where the sun is most tempered. Swallows flying from the south began to build new nests diligently.

The soil they hold contains the smell of spring. Report the breath of spring. People go green.

There is nothing better than meeting this spirit of nature. Spring in Jiangnan is already relatively warm. It can be said that it is really spring.

In the grass that has just protruded the green shoots, there are already clusters of flowers. At this time, the grass borrowed a poem: "The grass is far away, but there is nothing." "yes, I don't believe you're observing.

That's what the grass is like in early spring.

In addition to this poem, let's take a look at Han Yu's "Except for Zhang Eighteen Members of the Chengshui Department in Early Spring" (one of them).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.

Spring drizzle. It's endearing. There is no need to use an umbrella at all.

Enjoy the baptism of spring rain. There is a proverb that "spring rain is as precious as oil", and the great poet Du Fu also said, "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Zhang Zhihe also sighed when fishing under the spring rain, "Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return."

The spring rain has completely integrated man and nature. The author uses the word "crisp", which can be described as very appropriate. Let's look at the author's description of the color of the grass.

The grass in spring is just sprouting buds. They lifted a piece of land above their heads. Curiously looking at the land in front of him.

Greedily absorbing the spring rain. Constantly thriving. At first, the goose-yellow grass buds gradually turn green and become larger.

The last one, two in a row. It is best summed up by "the grass is far away but there is nothing".

There are a lot of beautiful poems about spring, such as Su Shi's Spring Festival, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy, the song pipe is thin, the swing moon falls and the night is heavy, and Bai Juyi's Dalin Temple peach blossoms, the world is full of fragrant flowers in April, the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom, and the spring is nowhere to be found, I don't know how to turn into this, as well as He Zhizhang's Yongliu, jasper makeup into a tree high, ten thousand hanging down green silk, are particularly beautiful verses.

For example, sadness and decaying sideburns, tomorrow is spring, this poem represents the meaning of more sorrow every day, so my appearance has become older, and then there is a gray situation on both sides, and a new spring is ushered in in the lamentation.

The spring breeze is ten miles of Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. The spring breeze is on the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me? Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain.

"Jiangnan Spring Quatrain" [Tang] Du Mu.

Thousands of miles of warblers cry green reflecting the river, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind. There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasty, and how many buildings are in the smoke and rain.

Spring Thoughts [Tang] Li Bai.

The swallow grass is like bisi, and the Qin mulberry has low green branches. When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks her intestines. I don't know each other in the spring breeze, what is going on?

Spring Hope" [Tang] Du Fu.

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring. When I feel the tears, I hate the birds.

The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the family letter was worth 10,000 dollars. The whitehead scratching is shorter, and the hairpin is overwhelming.

Spring Suzhou Left Province [Tang] Du Fu.

The flowers are hidden in the twilight, and the birds are chirping. The stars are moving, and the moon is more than nine clouds.

Don't sleep to listen to the golden key, because the wind thinks of Yuke. There was a seal in the Ming Dynasty, how about the night?

Spring Night Rain" [Tang] Du Fu.

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The night trail is dark, and the river boat is bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.

Endowed with the ancient grass to bid farewell" [Tang] Bai Juyi.

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.

Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city. and sent the king and grandson away, full of sadness and farewell.

Qiantang Lake Spring Trip [Tang] Bai Juyi.

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud.

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.

Acacia [Tang] Wang Wei.

Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely.

Spring Dawn" [Tang] Meng Haoran.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Spring Words [Tang] Liu Yuxi.

The new makeup should be under the Zhu Building, and the spring is deeply locked. Go to the atrium and count the flowers, and the dragonfly flies up to the jade scratching its head.

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.

In early spring, Zhang Eighteen Members of the Water Department "[Tang] Han Yu.

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.

Spring Thoughts [Tang] Huangfu Ran.

The warbler cries the swallow to report the New Year, and there are thousands of Longdui Road in Mayi. The family lives in the Hanyuan in the layered city, and the heart follows the bright moon to Hutian.

The brocade characters in the machine talk about long-term hatred, and the flowers and branches upstairs sleep alone with a smile. In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou to ride the car, when will he return to Yanran.

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river.

The verses describing spring are as follows:

Hui Chong Spring River Evening Scene Two Songs" three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the Spring River. Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat. Translation:

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest are in full bloom, and the ducks playing in the water are the first to notice the warming of the river in early spring. The river beach is covered with artemisia, the reeds are growing short shoots, and the puffer fish is about to swim up the river from the sea.

Spring Festival" Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. The sound of the song pipe building is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night. Translation:

A spring night is worth a thousand gold even a quarter of an hour. The flowers exude a faint fragrance, and the moonlight casts hazy shadows under the flowers. In the distance, on the tall buildings, the officials and nobles are still enjoying singing and dancing, and the courtyard with swings is immersed in the lonely night.

Drinking the lake after the first sunny rain" The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always appropriate to apply light makeup and heavy makeup. Translation:

Under the bright sunshine, the water of West Lake is sparkling and gorgeous, and it looks beautiful; On rainy days, under the shroud of rain, the mountains around West Lake are confused, and if there is nothing, it also looks very wonderful. If the West Lake is compared to the beauty of Xi Shi, light makeup and heavy makeup are so suitable.

Title: Xilin Wall" is seen horizontally as a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near. I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. Translation:

From the front, the side view of the Lushan Mountains is undulating, the peaks are towering, from the distance, close, high, low look are different. The reason why I can't tell the true face of Lushan is because I am in Lushan.

Gift Liu Jingwen "The lotus has no rain cover, and the chrysanthemum is still proud of the frost branches. A good year must be remembered, the most orange, yellow, orange and green. Translation:

The lotus flowers withered, and even the lotus leaves of the rain withered, and only the branches of the chrysanthemums that had broken were still proud of the frost. The best time of the year to remember is the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, when oranges are golden and oranges are green.

What are the poems that describe spring?

Poems: Yongliu, Yuanri, Spring, Chunwang, Qiantang Lake Spring Travel

Text: Ba Jin's "Autumn in Spring", Ye Shengtao's "Ni Huanzhi", Gao Xiaosheng's "Wallet", Mao Dun's "Footprints", Zhu Ziqing's "Spring".

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The remnants of snow are dripping with the ice shoots, and the New Year is stealing to the willows. From Song Zhang Lei's "Spring Day".

The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will be fragrant. From Don Hanyu's "Late Spring".

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. From Don He Zhizhang's "Song of the Willows".

The remnant clouds bring rain and snow lightly, and the tender willows are smoky and golden. From Tang Yaohe's "Confidant in the City in the Mountain Dwelling in Early Spring".

The water in the spring of the river is green and dyed, and the lotus leaves are as big as money. From Don Zhao's "Joy and Joy".

There is little frost in the late year, and the grass and trees in the world know when spring arrives. From Song Zhang's "Beginning of Spring".

The spring breeze and spring rain flowers pass through the eyes, and the water in the north and south of the river shoots the sky. From Song Huang Tingjian's "Dimensional Ming Yun Sending Son".

In spring, the grass is 10,000 miles colored, and the peony peony is red. From Song Jiang Kui's "Khitan Song".

The spring leaves are like smiling, and the autumn leaves are like weeping. From Northern Qi Liu Day's "Liu Zi Yanyuan".