Poems about spring are poetic, what is the poetry of spring, what are the good poems?

Chun Si 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?

Chunxiao (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.

Yongliu (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.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Spring night rain (Du Fu).

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.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei).

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.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Qingming (Du Mu).

During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Dalin Temple peach blossom (Bai Juyi).

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.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Late Spring (Han Yu).

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.

An ancient poem describing spring.

In early spring, Zhang 18 members of the water department (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.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Chunxing (Wu Yuanheng).

The willows are cloudy and drizzle, and the remnants of the flowers fall to see the warblers.

The spring breeze blew the dream of the countryside overnight, and chased the spring breeze to Los Angeles.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Title: Capital City Nanzhuang (Cui Hu).

Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Quatrain (Du Fu).

In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.

The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks.

An ancient poem describing spring.

Looking for flowers alone on the riverside (Du Fu).

Huang Siniang's house is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low on the branches.

The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying.

Spring resentment Kim Chang-su.

Playing the yellow warbler, Mo Jiao cried on the branches. When crying, the concubine dreamed, and did not get Liaoxi.

Spring sleep 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 night rain (Du Fu).

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.

How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Compared with Hong Zhanhui, I have too many shames and too many regrets. But from tomorrow, no, from today.

I will grow up, and I will no longer be a flower in the greenhouse, I will be a strong person in life. At this moment, I feel more fulfilled than ever.

The ancient poems of spring include: "Spring Dawn", "Two Songs of Late Spring, One of Them", "Spring Night Rain", "Spring Xing", "Visiting the Garden is Not Worthwhile", "Acacia", "Spring Words", "Early Spring Chengshui Zhang Eighteen Members", "Docking Guazhou", "Title Capital City Nanzhuang" and so on.

1, "Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran: I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I hear birds crying everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Interpretation: In the spring, I snooze and unconsciously dawn, and it is the chirping bird that disturbs my sleep. Last night, the sound of wind and rain continued, and the delicate spring flowers were blown off I don't know how much.

Theme: This poem expresses the poet's love and pity for spring, and expresses the poet's beautiful mood of loving and cherishing spring.

2, "Two Songs of Late Spring: One of Them" Tang Hanyu: The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and they will be red and purple in every way. Yang Huayu pod has no talent, but the solution is to make snow fly all over the sky.

Interpretation: Flowers and trees know that spring is about to return, and they all want to keep the footsteps of spring, and they are competing for beauty. Even the poplar flowers and elm money, which have no beautiful colors, are not willing to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snow.

Theme: This mountain poem uses anthropomorphic techniques to depict the beautiful scenery of late spring, implying the meaning that people should take advantage of the time and seize the opportunity to create something valuable.

3, "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu: 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.

Interpretation: Good rain seems to pick the season and come in the spring when all things sprout. With the wind, it quietly enters the night, which is fine and dense, moisturizing all things on the earth.

Thick dark clouds shrouded the fields and paths, and only a little fishing fire on the fishing boat by the river radiated a ray of light, which was extraordinarily bright. When the day dawns, the damp soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguan City must also be a scene of thousands of purples and reds.

Theme: This poem mainly writes about the beautiful scenery of rain and moistening all things on a spring night, and enthusiastically eulogizes the spring rain that comes in time and moistens all things. It expresses the poet's love and praise for the selfless dedication of the spring night drizzle.