Can you tell me about the ancient poems about spring?

An ancient poem describing spring.

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.

An ancient poem describing spring.

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 dawn. 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.

1, "Spring Thoughts" [Tang] Li Baiyan's grass is like green silk, and Qin Sang 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?

5, "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

In early spring, the water department Zhang 18 members outside".

Don 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.

This is a little poem in praise of early spring. The sentence "The grass has been seen from afar but there is none" is the swan song of the whole article. In early spring and February, the earth returns in spring, Vientiane is renewed, and after the moistening of spring rain, the buds of spring grass gradually sprout.

The grass is already green in the distance through the thin curtain of rain, but when you look closer, it is not so obvious. Isn't this a characteristic of the early spring grass? The poet's superb poetic pen is like a camera, which captures this extremely difficult color by taking pictures of both distance and near.

It's really a painting, although it is not a painting, but it is better than a painting.

Spring. Song · Zhu Xi.

Shengri seeks the Fangsi waterfront, and the boundless scenery is new.

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring.

Spring night rain. Don 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.

I have read some ancient poems in spring, such as He Zhizhang's Yongliu Jasper made into a tree high, and ten thousand hanging down green silk. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors, and I think it's really wonderful to write spring so full of vitality. Another example is Zhu Xi's spring day, Shengri Xunfang, Surabaya waterfront, boundless scenery, and a new scene.

The ancients said well: the plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning. Spring mornings are fresh and time is precious.

People get up early, some go to the playground to exercise, and some read along the tree-lined paths. In the spring, people go out on outings and sketch in the suburbs. The footprints of the Spring Maiden are left in the morning again!

With a brisk step, dressed in a beautiful white gauze dress, holding a wand in his hand, with a golden angel ring on his head, and wearing embroidered shoes, he danced on the earth. The wind heard it and hurried over to accompaniment; The rain heard it and rushed over to dance. Under the call of the Spring Maiden, the earth is pregnant with green life, breaking the death-like silence of winter, tender green grass, delicate petals ......These messengers of spring brought songs and laughter to the earth and left the footprints of the spring girl.

Ancient poems about spring include: Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts", Du Fu's "Spring Hope", Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrain", Ouyang Xiu's "Early Spring Southern Expedition to Luozhong Friends", Zhu Xi's "Spring Day", Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake", Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Not Worth Visiting", and Han Yu's "Early Spring Chengshui Zhang Eighteen Members".

Ancient poems about spring.

1, "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?

2, "Spring Hope".

Don 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.

3, "Spring Suzhou Left Province".

Don 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?

4, "Spring Night Rain".

Don 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.

5, "Acacia".

Tang] Wang Wei Red beans are born in the south of the country, and a few branches are sent in spring.

May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely

6, "Spring Dawn".

Tang] Meng Haoran is not aware of spring sleep, and he smells birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Yongliu Tang Dynasty 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.

Spring trip to Qiantang Lake.

Tang Dynasty 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.

The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

Two yellow orioles chirped green willows and a line of egrets went up to the sky.

There are many ancient verses of spring, to name a few:

1. Spring sleep is not aware, and there are problems everywhere.

2. Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring.

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

4. The tide of the Spring River is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

5. 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.

6. Spring is at the end of the world, and the end of the world is oblique.

7. Win the Fangsi Coast, and the side scenery is new.

8. Yangchun Budeze, all things are brilliant.

9. In February, the lake is clear, and every house sings in spring.

10. Xiaolou listened to the spring rain overnight, and sold apricot blossoms in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley.

Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud.

1, "Spring Thoughts" [Tang] Li Baiyan's grass is like green silk, and Qin Sang 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?

5, "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

When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?

Li Yu "When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon".

1, "Spring Thoughts" [Tang] Li Baiyan's grass is like green silk, and Qin Sang 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?

5, "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

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are near.

Everything looked like he had just woken up, and he opened his eyes happily, and the mountains were moistened. The waters rose, and the sun's face flushed.

The grass crept out of the soil, in the yard, in the field, and behold, there were a lot of them, sitting and lying down, playing two rolls, kicking a few kicks, running a few times, catching a few hides, the wind was quiet, and the grass was soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you don't let me, I don't let you all bloom full of flowers, red like fire, pink like xia, white like snow, flowers with sweetness, closed eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, pears, under the flowers hundreds of bees buzzing, butterflies of all sizes, wild flowers everywhere: miscellaneous, named, nameless, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, and blinking.