Poems about spring? What are some poems that describe spring?

1, "Spring Sleep".

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei.

The peach color contains the rain, and the willow green is more with spring smoke.

The flowers are not swept away, and the warblers are sleeping.

Translation: The petals of the peach blossom still have last night's raindrops on them. After the rain, the willow trees are green and shrouded in morning smoke. The garden was sprinkled with petals from the rain, and the children had not yet cleaned it. The yellow warbler is crying, and the mountain guests are still asleep.

2, "Summer Scene".

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.

The bamboo master sleeps, and the water pavilion wild guest climbs wildly.

Outside the curtain, the wind and swallows are singing, and the green trees in front of the court are singing.

Translation: There are tall people sleeping on bamboo mats, dusty people climbing in the pavilion by the water, breeze and gentle bird chirping outside the curtain, and cicadas chirping in the green trees in front of the courtyard in summer.

3, "Self-Adaptation Lee".

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei.

The south of the mountain is covered by its shelter, and the forest returns to my first service.

Rather bend your waist for five buckets, how can you be like a full belly.

Translation: I built a hut in the south of the mountain, put on cloth clothes in the forest, and everyone was bending their waists for five buckets of rice, and they worked hard, but in fact, as long as there was a scoop of rice every day, it was enough.

4, "Tiaoxi Reward Liang Geng Farewell to See You Later".

Tang Dynasty: Liu Changqing.

The white clouds are thousands of miles away, and the stream before the bright moon is back.

The melancholy Changsha is gone, and the grass in the river is green.

Translation: The clouds in the sky are drifting for thousands of miles, the bright moon shines on the front stream and the back stream, and the grass by the river is sad for friends in Changsha Tiaoxi.

5, "Mountain Walk".

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu.

He lives in the north of Baiyun Mountain, east of Bishui Bridge.

Short hair is dashing and twilight rain, and the long placket falls in the autumn wind.

Translation: My family lives in the north of Baiyun Mountain, but I got lost in the east of Bishui Bridge. The short hair was exposed to the light rain at night, and the long shirt on his body was blown by the autumn wind.

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind. Zhinan's "Quatrain".

Jiangnan has nothing, talk about giving a spring. Lu Kai's "Gift to Fan Ye's Poems".

The spring breeze is ten miles of Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. Du Mu's "Farewell".

Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. Wang Wei "Acacia".

Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river. Su Shi "Hui Chong Spring River Evening Scene Hui Chong Spring River Dawn Scene".

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Barbarian, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good".

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. Han Yu, "Early Spring, Chengshui Department, Zhang Eighteen Members, Early Spring Light Rain, Early Spring".

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind face to face the excitement, Wanli serves the bright purple and red is always spring. Zhu Xi's "Spring Day".

The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moon Limb Wide Night".

In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. Du Fu's "Two Quatrains".

The green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are in spring. Song Qi "Jade Mansion Spring, Spring Scene".

The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water. Feng Yansi's "The Golden Gate: The Wind Rises".

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. Wei Yingwu "Chuzhou West Stream".

The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. Gao Ding's "Village House".

The flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. Su Shi "Butterfly Love Flowers: Spring Scene".

The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

1, "The Spring Girl is Coming".

The Spring Girl is here.

Qingqing Cihu water.

The frozen earth thawed.

The dry branches woke up.

The ice on the doors and windows melted.

Mai Miao woke up from a dream in the snow quilt.

The pear blossoms on the branches in front of the village are blooming.

Vientiane is renewing the Spring Girl.

The creek arch breaks the hardness of the ice.

The stream is babbling.

Singing beautiful songs.

Willow branches stretch the lazy waist in winter.

The branches are covered with pimple buds.

Spit out an emerald green smile.

The fields opened their eyes lazily.

Grow a childish innocence.

Tell the country to dress up the earth.

Magpies chirp in the big tree in front of the door.

Singing the natural sound of spring.

Appreciate the joy and joy of spring.

Look up at the clear blue sky.

The white clouds dance lightly.

Danced a long pigeon whistle.

Overlooking the endless wilderness.

A variety of flowers, trees and trees.

Graceful and colorful, hanging all over the branches.

Hold a wisp of spring breeze and cover your chest.

Blooming. Stirring up the romance of poetry.

Dip a stream of spring water to soak the singing voice.

Clear string rhythm. Watering the tender green seedlings.

The spring breeze blows the spring trails and the song is melodious.

The bright spring light is smiling heartily.

The old spring mother played to her heart's content and took off the child's winter clothes.

Happy hugs. That colorful dress.

In the bright sun.

Flutter and flutter. The stream is babbling.

Singing beautiful songs.

Willow branches stretch the lazy waist in winter.

It's beautiful when spring comes.

2, the spring girl is here.

Heavy snow blocked every mountain road, covering the pine towers all over the mountain, and Chazhou opened it.

The north wind was raging, and it was a desolation.

The spring girl couldn't help but see it, climbing the frozen branches and knocking down the mountains of Qionghua.

She called the cuckoo to cry enthusiastically, invited the red on the tree, and raised the burning torch.

She also told the cuckoo to chirp in a low voice, urging the primroses under the canopy to quietly cover the snow for the winter.

With the sound of the cuckoo, the life of hibernation woke up, and the mountains and fields sounded whispered love words again.

Following the voice of the cuckoo, the spring girl ran all over Pingchuan, smearing a colorful glow all over the mountains.

1, "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night, how much do you know about the flowers?

Translation: I woke up in the spring and realized that it was already dawn, and the crisp calls of birds were everywhere.

Thinking back to the gusts of wind and rain last night, how many fragrant spring flowers were blown off.

2, "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.

Translation: The rivers and mountains are bathed in spring, how beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Swallows are busy building their nests in the wet mud, and pairs of mandarin ducks are sleeping on the warm sand.

3, Spring Night Joy Rain Du Fu.

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wild loss is dark, and the river boat is unique.

Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.

Translation: Good rain seems to pick the hour and come in the spring when all things sprout.

With the Japanese wind, it crept into the night.

Fine and dense, it moistens all things on the earth.

Thick dark clouds, shrouded the fields and paths, lit up the lights, and flashed the fishing boats on the Xinshuo River.

Look at the dewy flowers tomorrow morning, and the city of Chengdu will be full of flowers.

4, remembering Jiangnan Bai Juyi.

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old: the sunrise river flowers are red. In spring, the river is as green as blue, can you not remember the south of the Yangtze River?

Translation: The scenery of Jiangnan is so beautiful that it has been familiar for a long time: when spring comes, the sun rises over the river, illuminating the flowers on the riverside redder than the fiery red, and the turquoise water is greener than the blue grass. How can people not miss holding the empty wheel Jiangnan?

5. Cold Food: Han Hong.

Flowers fly everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food east wind and willow slope.

At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the five marquis.

Translation: In the late spring of Chang'an, poplars are dancing in the sky, and the east wind of the Cold Food Festival skews the willow trees in the palace.

At dusk, new candles are given in the palace, and they are the first to rise in the palace of the royal nobles.

1) In early spring, Zhang 18 members of the water department were outside Tang 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 good socks in the spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

2) Late Spring Tang 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.

3) Dalin Temple Peach Blossom Tang 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.

4) Qiantang Lake Spring Tour 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.

5) Remembering Jiangnan Tang Bai Juyi.

The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is old. The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Jiangnan recalls, the most memorable is Hangzhou. Looking for Guizi in the middle of the month in the mountain temple, the county pavilion pillow looks at the tide. When will you visit again?

Jiangnan recalls, followed by Wu Palace. Wu wine a glass of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa double dance drunk Fu years old. Sooner or later, we will meet again.

6) Quatrain Tang 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.

7) Looking for flowers on the riverside alone (one of them) Tang Du Fu.

In front of the Yellow Master Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring is lazy and leaning on the breeze.

The peach blossoms bloom in clusters, and the lovely crimson loves light red.

Xiangque Jiba) Riverside alone looking for flowers (second) Tang 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.

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind. Zhinan's "Quatrain".

The night moon is a dream, and the spring breeze is tender. Qin Guan "Eight Six Sons, Yiwei Pavilion".

The streamer is easy to throw people, red cherries, green plantains. Jiang Jie's "A Cut of Plums, Boat Crossing the Wujiang River".

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple".

The river is more than white, and the mountains are blue and flowery. Du Fu's "Two Quatrains".

The spring breeze is ten miles of Yangzhou Road, and it is better to roll up the bead curtain. Du Mu's "Farewell".

Red beans are born in the south, and a few branches are sent in spring. Wang Wei "Acacia".

There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the plumbing duck in the spring river plays Kaizhi first. Su Shi "Hui Chong Spring River Evening Scene Hui Chong Spring River Dawn Scene".

The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Barbarian, Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good".

The light rain in the sky street is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is none. Han Yu, "Early Spring, Chengshui Department, Zhang Eighteen Members, Early Spring Light Rain, Early Spring".

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind side, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring. Zhu Xi's "Spring Day".

The tide of the spring river is even the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is the same as the tide hall. Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".

In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. Du Fu's "Two Quatrains".

The green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are in spring. Song Qi "Jade Mansion Spring, Spring Scene".

The wind suddenly blows a pool of spring water. Feng Yansi's "The Golden Gate: The Wind Rises".

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. Wei Yingwu "Chuzhou West Stream".

The grass warbler flies and the wisdom is pure in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. Gao Ding's "Village House".