Spring News Hit the seven word Tang poem, is spring a seven word poem?

Spring Day, Southern Song Dynasty, Zhu Xi.

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

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind is always spring.

Early Spring in the East of the City" Tang Dynasty poet. The word Jingshan, later renamed Geoje Yang Juyuan.

The poet Qingjing is in the New Year, and the green willows are only yellow and half uneven.

If you stay in the forest, you will be a flower watcher.

Yangchun Budeze, all things are brilliant.

The ancient words of Han Yuefu "Long Song Xing".

Long Song Xing" Qingqing Garden in the sunflower, morning dew waiting for the sun

Yangchun Budeze, all things are brilliant.

Often afraid of the autumn festival, the yellow leaves of the yellow flower decline.

Hundreds of rivers from the east to the sea, when to return to the west.

The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Tang He Zhizhang "Yongliu".

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.

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.

Tang Han, "Early Spring Chengshui Department Zhang Eighteen Members".

Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

Song Dynasty (Northern Song Dynasty) Su Shi "Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene Two Songs".

Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

The wilted artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat.

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind is always spring.

Southern Song Dynasty of China Zhu Xi "Spring Day".

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

Waiting for leisure to know the east wind is always spring.

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind.

Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk "Quatrain".

The ancient wood is tied with a short canopy in the shade, and the cane helps me across the east of the bridge.

The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind.

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

Bai Juyi's "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake".

Gushan Temple, North Jia Tingxi, the water surface is flat at the beginning, and the clouds are low.

A few early warblers compete for warm trees, whose new swallows peck at the spring mud.

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

The favorite lake eastward is not enough, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade.

The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings.

Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream".

People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty.

The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings.

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled.

Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty of China "Chuzhou West Stream".

The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled.

"Spring Day" is not a seven-character poem, "Spring Day" is a seven-character quatrain.

The seven-character quatrain of "Spring Day" was written by Zhu Xi in the Song Dynasty.

This poem superficially depicts the beautiful scenery of spring, but in fact it is a philosophical poem, expressing the poet's good wish to pursue the path of the saint in the troubled times.

Original text of the work. Spring.

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

When you know the east wind, it is always spring[1].

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1. Spring: Spring.

2. Victory day: A good day when the weather is clear, and you can also see people's good mood.

3. Looking for Fang: Traveling in spring, stepping into the green.

4. Surabaya: the name of the river, in Shandong Province.

5. Shore: waterside, riverside.

6. Scenery: scenery and scenery.

7. Waiting: usual, easy. "Idleness" is an easily recognizable meaning.

8. East wind: spring breeze.

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The wind and the sun are beautiful and the spring is on the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is renewed. Anyone can see the appearance of spring, the spring breeze blows the flowers open, thousands of purples and thousands of reds, and there are spring scenery everywhere.

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It is generally believed that this poem is the author's impression of spring travel created during a spring outing, and according to the author's life era, it can be seen that the land of Surabaya was already occupied by the Jin people when the poem was written, and the author did not go north to reach the land of Surabaya.

The peach blossoms in the spring are still smiling in the spring breeze, and the light is shallow. The affectionate new swallow is elegant, and the fragrance is dark.

Invite the cup to cherish each other, and the interpretation is different. The poetry is good, and the dream is endless.

Sighing that the dream of red dust in the past spring has failed, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. The willow branches are green through the field, and Du Yusheng urges Mo to put on the green onions.

The scenery hides the taste in the poem, and people invite the moon to get drunk and hazy. A few glasses of turbid wine are free, and how much affectionate and lonely ends.

Cutting Chun saw Dongjun's new green again, and he woke up in shock. The peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze, and the willows on the shore are like poems and lingering moon dreams.

Blindly cheerful and lightly invited, three lives remember the good words. Finely cut fireworks to dye Danxia, enjoy the warmth and tranquility of the heart.

About Chunyan wears willow waves to invite guests, and half an acre of poetry is waiting for rhyme. The jade girl is idle and chasing the past, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Red, fat, green, thin smoke and dust, drunk and dreamy. The small courtyard leans against the window and sings the grand scene, and the Zen tea is good for practice.

The spring warbler sings and dances deep and longitudinal, and the light and shadow of the idle window are frequently sent. The shallow smile is lonely, and the infatuation is red and dusty.

The peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze, and Liu Mengcheng is a poem to welcome the moon. The rhyme washes the lead and comforts the old body, and the long note spreads the Sanyang realm.

Cherish the most beautiful spring leaning on the window to watch the sunset, Sanyang has handed over the glory of the world. The swallow lifts the willow curtain and the clarity, and the green dyes the mulberry field and increases charmingly.

The flowing water passes through the scenery of Yage, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Accompany who to go through the good time, live up to the red dust and the years.

Tanchun stole a leisurely tour of the beautiful scenery, and Xiaochen has gone to clear the cold. A few lines of weak willows cut the heart dust, and a touch of incense leads to dreams.

Appreciating the clouds and smoke is new, obsessed with brocade poetry. The peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze, but there are bosom friends working together.

Bang Chun patrols the mountains and waters to pay Linqiong, and is in a hurry for Bang Fangying. The rhyme and streamer are poetic and drunk, and the ink is sparse and splendid.

Prosperity is full of lovesick sentences, and memories are left in the lonely pavilion. The people in the dream lock smoke building have gone, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.