Masterpieces Ancient poems describing spring scenes

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.

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.

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.

Chunxiao 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.

The ancient poems describing the spring scenery are as follows:

The author of "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" is the Tang Dynasty writer Bai Juyi. The full text of the poem is as follows:

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.

He sent Wang Sun to go, and he was full of farewell.

The weeds on the steppe grow vigorously and go through a process of withering and flourishing every year. The wildfire could not burn it out, and when the spring breeze blew, it grew again. The scent of weeds came from afar, and in the sun, the verdant weeds led to the desolate town.

Sleepy Yu sent off his close friends again, and the lush grass was also full of parting feelings.

The author of "White Deer Cave" is the Tang Dynasty writer Wang Baizhen. The full text of his ancient poems is as follows:

Reading is not aware of the deep spring, every inch of time is golden.

It's not the Taoist who comes to laugh, Zhou Qing Kong Si is pursuing.

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We should be inspired and educated by it, knowledge is accumulated over time, and time should be cherished in order to enrich and enrich ourselves.

The author of "Spring Hope" is the Tang Dynasty writer Du Fu. The full text of the poem is as follows:

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.

Translation] The national capital has been breached, only the mountains and rivers remain, Chang'an City is full of desolation in spring, and the grass and trees are barren everywhere. When you are sad, you cry at the flowers, and you can listen to the birdsong. The war has been going on for a long time, and a letter from home is extremely precious. The gray hair became thinner and thinner, and he couldn't even insert a hairpin.

The author of "Zhang Eighteen Members of the Water Department in Early Spring" is Han Yu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of the poem is as follows:

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.

Translated by Wang Nayan].

The light rain in the imperial city moistened the earth softly, and the grass drilled out of the Dimin Hall, which looked light green from a distance, but there was nothing up close. The most beautiful thing of the year is the scenery of this early spring, which is far better than the late spring scenery of Beijing full of smoke and willows.

The poems describing the spring scenery include: "Spring Night Rain", "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake", "Spring", "Docking Guazhou", "Yongliu", "Tianjingsha Spring" and so on.

1, "Spring Night Rain".

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.

2, "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.

3, "Spring".

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.

4, "Bo Zheng Sells the Remaining Boats Guazhou".

Jingkou Guazhou is a water, Zhongshan is only separated by a few mountains. The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me.

5, "Yongliu".

Biju rolling jade makeup into a tree high, 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.

6, "Tianjingsha Spring".

The warm day of the spring mountain is matched with the wind, the curtain of the pavilion is dry, and the willow swing is in the courtyard. The warbler dances and swallows, and the small bridge is red.

The poem describing the spring scene is as follows:

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" [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.

3, "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?

4, "Spring Night Rain" [Tang] Du Fu.

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, and run the sail reputation 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, and a few branches are sent in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most lovely.

6, "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.

7, "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" [Tang] Bai Juyi.

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. The wildfires are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows and grows again. 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.