Square dance with flowers and rain in the wind

The poem of the tree

1. There are many trees and rich herbs. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)

We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")

3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")

Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")

Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can: (Bai Xuege sends Tian Shuji Wu home)

6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. (Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)

7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi: "The First Meeting of Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte")

8. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be soft. (Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")

9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. (Ma Zhiyuan: "Sand cleaning? Qiu Si ")

10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu: "The Recent Flowers")

Poetry of flowers

1. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)

2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)

3. people are idle with osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)

4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water in Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")

6. The plum blossoms have lost their wax, and the garden is back to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Meet Friends at Hukou")

7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")

8. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")

9. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an)

10. Nobody saw plum blossom and bamboo, but blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "Except Night, From Stone to Lake")

Grass poem

1. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season.

2. But how much love has an inch of grass and won the third Spring Festival.

The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.

4. There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world!

5. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, Nautilus Island.

6. The wind knows the grass, but adversity sees the truth.

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

8. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree.

9. There are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.

10. The mountain reflects the water in the sunset, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the sunset.

A poem of wood

1. Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.

Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree.

Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.

There are many trees and plenty of herbs.

5. Gao Jing competes for grass and has a rest before drinking.

6. My road twists and turns through a valley covered by branches and flowers and comes to a Buddhist retreat.

7. Drive the chicken to the tree, then you can smell the firewood.

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and trees and grass turn green again.

9. Cold wind destroys trees and first frost knots.

10. Perseverance, uncompromising; Perseverance, the stone can be carved.

Poems describing clouds are:

Ling shangyun

Tang Bai Juyi

The drought in the field will dry up before the white clouds on the ridge disperse.

What can you do if you die? Can it make rain without chasing the east wind?

Xia Yun

Don

The potential energy turned into a beautiful mountain, which grew high in an instant.

Birds can't fly, but strong winds can blow them away.

One day in Wanzhou, forget the site.

If you want it to rain in summer, smell the thunder on the river first.

Xiaoyun looked at three elements in spring.

Tang Chen Shi Mu

The sun is shining in the early spring, and my heart is looking forward to Suyun. Colorful lanterns floating jade, purple gas reservoir Yuan Jun ..

Faint sky, carefree upper boundary. Luan can't climb, fairy blows away.

Courtesy to the monarch, clear training to solve disputes. When people return to the place where they want to hang, the glow is self-contained.

Is endowed with clouds and pillars.

Tangchen Xilie

This is a vast land, which is the pillar of life. It was dark under the curtain, which added light to the growing account opening.

Partial clothes make the pillow cool. If you have no intention to accompany the rain, why do you dream of King Jing?

Every Dongfeng pavilion is endowed with one thing, that is, to get a cloud on the ridge.

Tangcuihe

Standing in the distance adds meaning, and the peak is lonely. Dissolve dangerous stones, every piece must be in the evening.

Gradually, the trees dried up and the remnants flew more densely.

cloud

Tang cuitu

The road is straight for the benefit of the forest, otherwise the idle crane will forget the machine.

Go to Xiangyang platform for no reason, and send Xiang Wang back to the rain at dusk.

Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's Fishing Song.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains

Weicheng is also lighter than rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju"

The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield. -Lu You's The Storm of November 4th.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three rains in front of the mountain ―― Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"

Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind is drifting, and life experiences the rain ―― Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang.

After the rain, an empty mountain stands in the autumn night —— (Wang Wei: living in autumn)

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet —— (Wang Wei: In the Mountains)

Wu, a man from Lianjiang on a cold rainy night, and the lonely Chushan —— Wang Changling: Lotus Inn and Xin Jian Break Up.

But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in a Mountain Residence")

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

4. There is no rain on the mountain road and the clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "On the Mountain")

5. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")

6. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. (Lu You: The Storm of November 4th)

7. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. (Du Mu: "Qingming")

8. Wu, a cold rainy night person, is seeing Chu Mountain off. (Wang Changling: Breaking up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn)

9. The Acropolis is soaked in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi")

10. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. (Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake after Chu Qing")

Jiang Yu is decadent.

The hazy mountains presented a rare sight in the rain and fog.

The gale before the storm.

After the rain, the blue clouds dispersed.

When will I hear your voice again, all night in the rain?

Lying in the middle of the night, I listened to the wind and rain

The heavy rain fell on you Yan.

White rain and beads jumped into the boat.

A rainy season

But now I remember that night, that storm.

During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains two or three times in front of the mountain.

It's freezing and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and Chushan is quiet.

Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.

Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.

Spend a life covered with straw in fog and rain.

Rain or shine, I will realize my wish.

Cold and sad. For the pavilion, it was late and the shower began to rest.

The dance floor was still there, but the heroes had already gone with the passage of time.

Angry hair rushed to the crown, leaning against the railing to rest the drizzle.

Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain.

Green bamboo hat, green clothes, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.

The lanterns on the pearl screen shook my lonely heart and went home. There were two red mansions, which were hidden in the rain in the face of the cold.

The small building listens to the spring rain, and the Ming Dynasty sells apricot flowers.

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

Weicheng rainy city is clear of dust, and the guest house is green and willow.

Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; It rained when I thought of it today.

Hi Gu Feng, it's cloudy and rainy.

Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

The rain in the sky is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.

In late autumn, a thousand rains fall on the curtain, and the balcony plays the flute at sunset.

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

Yu Meiren? Listen to the rain.

Jie Jiang

Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,

The red candle is weak.

In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,

Jiang Kuoyun's Wild Goose is called West Wind.

Now listen to the rain monk,

The temple is full of stars.

Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,

Drop by drop, the next step is not started until dawn.

Just don't forget that this time, the dusk and spring rain crossed the Maple Bridge.

Wind and rain are evil, tireless thatched cottage is low.

After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant.

There were 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties. How many towers were there in the misty rain?

It was windy and rainy last night. Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat and red.

Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!

Sycamore tree, night rain. If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

The clothes are stained with apricot flowers and rain, and the face is cold. .

Thunder bursts in winter and rain and snow fall in summer.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.

Hanging down the curtain, Shuang Yan returned to the drizzle.

In Huangmei season, frogs are everywhere in the pond with rain and grass.

Tears fell from her sad white face, and pear blossoms brought spring rain.

Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. -Wang Yucheng's Little Crimson Lips

Pink butterflies are dancing on the threshold, and curtains are rolled up later in the day to drain the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qing Ping Le"

A bell ringing in the rain

Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Since ancient times, it has been awkward and cold to leave.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind. It rains when plums are yellow. .

Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already a hundred feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.

In Budze in spring, everything gives birth to brilliance-

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-"Singing Willow" by Tang and Zhang Zhi.

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. The most beneficial spring of the year is better than the smoke willow pouring into the imperial capital-Tang Hanyu presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department to Early Spring.

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. -Su Song Shi's Two Night Scenes by the Hui Chong River.

Waiting for the east wind will always be spring. -Spring in Song Zhuxi.

I want to get wet by clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, but my face doesn't feel cold. -"Jueju" Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birding Creek"

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.

Ancient poems describing summer

The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely colorful, and the lotus flowers reflect different colors in the sun ―― Yang Wanli's A Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.

In Huangmei season, it rains at home, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. -Song Zhao Shi Xiu is an invitation.

Why don't you like wheatgrass? Trees in summer are lovely. -Close My Topic in Dark March.

Red and purple turned into dust, and with the rhyme of cuckoo's land tour ringing in early summer, summer began again.

Ancient poems and famous sentences describing autumn

The setting sun is lonely, and the autumn water is the same as the sky —— Preface to Autumn Palace by Don Wang Bo

All the trees are in autumn, only the hills and mountains are shining. -Don Yewang.

Autumn geese are always accompanied by the wind, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine —— Tang Li Bai's Farewell to the Minister at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.

In August, the high wind roars, and my hair is three hairs —— Tang Du Fu's "The Cottage is Blown by the Autumn Wind"

Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a red candle and fanned a small fan to pounce on fireflies. During the day, the night is as cold as water. I lie down and watch "Morning Glory and Weaving Stars-Autumn Night" by Don Mutu.

Blue Sky, Yellow Ye Qiu Waves and Cold Smoke —— Song Fan Zhongyan's Su Curtain Covering.

Ancient poems and famous sentences describing winter

Just like the spring wind, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Sprinkle salt in the air, but not catkins because of the wind-Xie Jin's snow poem.

Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, blowing off Xuanyuan Terrace one after another —— Tang Libai's Popular in the North.

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

Who cut and carved the snow on the flat ground into this uniform smallpox? -Tang Hanyu's two poems "Li Hua".

Six flying flowers come into the room and sit and watch the bamboo become lovely branches —— On Snow by Don Gao Pian.

A poem describing "the moon"

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone".

The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking".

There is nothing to say when you go to the West Chamber alone, and the moon is like a hook —— Li Yu's Hui Huan.

The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon"

It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war. -Wang Changling's "The Embankment"

People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. -Su Shi's "Water Tune Songs"

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? —— Wang Anshi went boating in Guazhou.

Frosty night, Jiang Feng, fishing fire, worrying about sleep. -Zhang Ji spent the night near Fengqiao.

Bright Moon in the Sky, brightening the whole of heaven —— Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance by Zhang Jiuling

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

In the morning, she saw the change of her hair cloud in the mirror, but she dared the cold of moonlight with her evening song ―― Li Shangyin's untitled.

Write a poem of friendship

After all, the world is just a small place. Said to send Du out of Shu.

I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan II An Xi"

Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks? -Gao Shi "Don't move big"

Poetry with the theme of "birds"

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.

In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn".

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birding Creek"

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -Tao Yuanming's drinking.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

"Rain" poem