What are the poems to write about a hundred flowers blooming in spring

Verses to describe the blooming of flowers in spring:

1. Apricot by the Wanshu River, a new night wind. The garden is full of dark and light colors, shining in the green waves.

2. In February, the lake is clear, and the birds are singing in spring. The forest flowers are swept away, and the grass is still alive.

3. Wait for leisure to know the east wind side, and thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring. --Song Zhu Xi, "Spring Day".

4, the mountain flowers are burned in the dock, and the branches and branches of the trees are all fascinating--Don Qian Qi "Mountain Flowers".

5, the noisy birds cover Chunzhou, and the miscellaneous flowers are full of Fangdian - Liang Xie of the Southern Dynasty "Climbing the Three Mountains in the Evening and Looking at Jingyi".

6. The branches are easy to fall, and the tender stamen is discussed and opened carefully--Tang Du Fu's "Seven Quatrains of Seeking Flowers by the Riverside".

7. Sometimes it rains at three o'clock or two, and there are ten branches and five flowers everywhere - Tang Li Shanfu's "Two Songs of Cold Food".

8, the grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple fight Fangfei - Tang Hanyu "Late Spring".

9. Apricot by the Wanshu River, a new night wind. The garden is full of shades of color, shining in the green waves--Tang Wang Ya's "Spring Outing".

1. Looking for flowers alone on the riverside, the sixth.

Tang Dynasty: 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.

Translation: Huang Siniang's house is covered by lush flowers, and the thousands of flowers bend the branches low and low from the ground.

Affection for the fragrant flowers, the colorful butterflies are flying from time to time, and the free and soft yellow warbler is just crying happily.

2. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple.

Tang Dynasty: 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.

Translation: In April, the flowers have withered away, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple of the high mountains have just bloomed.

I often lament that the spring is gone and nowhere to be found, but I don't know that it has turned here.

3. Xinyiwu.

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei.

Hibiscus flowers, red calyx in the mountains.

The stream is lonely, and they open and fall.

The hibiscus flower at the top of the branch blooms bright red calyx in the mountains.

The mouth of the stream was silent, and there was no trace, and they all opened and fell alone.

4. The same children are endowed with unopened begonias.

Jin Chao: Yuan asked.

The new green between the branches is heavy, and the small buds hide a few reds.

Cherish your heart and don't vomit lightly, and teach the peach and plum to make a spring breeze.

Translation: The newly grown green leaves between the branches of the begonia are layered, and the small flower buds are hidden in the middle of which are slightly red.

Be sure to cherish your fragrant heart, don't bloom easily, let the peach blossoms and plums bloom in the spring breeze!

5. Crape myrtle flowers.

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu.

Dawn welcomes the autumn dew with a new branch, not accounting for the most spring in the garden.

Tao Li is speechless, smiling at the wind and the sunny people.

Translation: A crape myrtle in its first bloom is welcoming the morning light in the autumn dew, rather than competing with the crowd in early spring.

Where are the wordless peach and plum, only crape myrtle smiles at those flowers that can only bloom in the spring sun.

"A single flower is not spring, a hundred flowers compete for beauty and fragrance in the garden.

The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will fight for fragrant flowers;

Flowers. The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none.

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

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe.