Poems about the scene in February

1. Poems describing February

1. The official affairs and thoughts are desolate, half-spring turns like autumn. ——"Occasional Title on the Fall of the Banyan Leaves in February in Liuzhou" Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

Translation: The frustration in the officialdom and the worries of living in a foreign land came to my heart together, and the scene in February also seemed to be in the cold autumn. Same, it's heartbreaking.

2. After the rain in the mountain city, all the flowers are gone, and the banyan leaves fill the courtyard with the cries of orioles. ——"The title of "Liuzhou's February banyan leaves have fallen off" Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

Translation: After the rain in the mountain city, the flowers withered. Banyan leaves fell all over the courtyard, and the cries of orioles seemed very noisy.

3. On February 2nd, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sun was blowing. ——"February 2nd" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

Translation: On February 2nd, I went to the river for a spring outing. The spring breeze and sunshine brought warmth and melodious music.

4. The beards and willow eyes are all rogue, and the purple butterflies and wasps all have feelings. ——"February 2nd" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

The stamens are like whiskers, the willow buds are as graceful as eyes, and the purple butterflies and wasps are circling and dancing with more affection.

5. Tangli flowers are blooming, the wine is strong, and the drums are blowing in the south village and north village. ——"Written on February 24th" Song Dynasty: Lu You

Translation: The Tangli flowers are in bloom, the wine has been brewed thickly, and the sound of drums is everywhere in the surrounding villages. 2. Poems about describing the scenery of early spring

When will the bright moon shine back on me? Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows?

2. In early spring, when all the poplar flowers have fallen, the poplars crow. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" 3. The color of grass can be seen from a distance, but there is nothing up close. You can hear the singing of birds everywhere. Fall.

——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand" 6. Whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. The poems describing the scenery of early spring are: An old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, the spring scenery of Jinjiang River comes to heaven and earth, the spring breeze in February is like scissors, the garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be closed, the spring river tide reaches the sea level, it seems familiar, the swallow returns: I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves: Tianjie The light rain moistens the cake.

——He Zhizhang's "Yong Willow" 7. ——Ye Shaoweng's "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It" 5.

——Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" 9. Early spring. ——Wang Anshi's "Mooring Boats and Melon Boats" 12. Before dawn, a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. The spring breeze doubles on the south bank of the green river. The floating clouds on the jade barrier change from ancient times to modern times.

——Li Bai "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biaoyuan sent this message" 111. ——Du Fu's "Climbing the Tower" 4.

——Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" 8. ——Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" 10.

The most advantageous thing about spring is that the color of grass looks far away, but there is no grass up close. In early spring, Zhang Shiba of the Water Department, Han Yu, and the sky street are moistened by light rain: several early orioles compete to warm the trees. 3. Poems describing February

1. On February 2nd, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sun was blowing.

--Translation of "February 2nd" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty: On February 2nd, I took a spring outing to the river, and the spring breeze and sunshine brought warmth and melodious music. 2. It rained and cleared on February 2nd, and sprouts sprouted for a while.

--Translation of "February 2nd" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: On February 2nd, the new rain began to fall, and the grass and vegetables in the fields all sprouted buds, creating a scene full of spring. 3. I don’t know who cuts the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

--Translation of "Ode to Willows/Willow Branches" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty: Whose skillful hands cut these thin young leaves? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February, like a pair of dexterous scissors. 4. There is no youth in the New Year, and we are surprised to see grass buds in early February.

--Translation of "Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty: The New Year has arrived, but there are no fragrant flowers yet. In February, I was pleasantly surprised to find new shoots of grass sprouting. 5. It has three autumn leaves and can bloom February flowers.

-- Translation of "Wind" by Li Qiao of Tang Dynasty: It can blow down the golden leaves in autumn and open the beautiful flowers in spring. 6. Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February.

-- Translation of "Two Farewell Poems" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty: Beautiful posture and light demeanor are exactly the thirteenth year, just like a cardamom flower in bud in early February. 7. In February, the branches in the south of the Yangtze River are full of flowers, and the cold food in a foreign country is far too sad.

-- Translation of "Cold Food" by Meng Yunqing of the Tang Dynasty: The branches of Jiangnan flowers are in full bloom in February. It is sad enough to celebrate the Cold Food Festival in a foreign country. 4. What are some lyrical sentences about the scenery in February?

Sentence 1: Standing by the window in February, snowflakes are dancing, and the sound of wind is coming, one after another, making me feel cold and eroding to the bones. Heart. Concentrate and sigh, am I being too pretentious? On the occasion of the arrival of the New Year, on this day that should have been joyful, I allowed myself to feel depressed and lazy without any restraint. In my ears, there is a song, "Until my vision becomes blurred, until I can't breathe, let us be inseparable; if I can give up the whole world, at least I still have you..." The fine particles follow the beat of the music, light and Graceful; the magnetic and enchanting voice of the female singer shakes the heart.

Sentence 2 In February, the spring buds are growing quietly, the clouds have become gentle, the wind is not so cold, and the sunshine has become warmer. The Spring Festival holiday has just passed quietly amidst the excitement of the Lantern Festival, and the sunshine of early spring has quietly come with its lively notes. The moving sound of the flute floats in early spring in February, the beautiful scenery is clear and charming, and the stretched paper smiles. In the air, the aroma of lemons is noble and electric. February's slender fingers wave the guzheng and xylophone in the bamboo forest, cooling the world. In February, I held up the stream water and wiped my face, and the elegant warm wind blew over my face.

In the third sentence, I took over the affection conveyed by the soft wind and smiled at the firecrackers lit by the boy. The soft wind in February was particularly joyful. Perhaps there is a pair of poet's hands that take over the passion accumulated in winter. The soft wind, with its elegant gentleness, lightly brushes between the eyebrows. The boundless soul is carried by the soft wind to a far away place, where the deep feelings of my longing are rippling. The mountain curves, the water stretches, and a candlelight emits a beautiful light in the soft wind. Zhaoxia liked the color of the water, so she jumped into the mountain lake and swam naked in the beautiful lake light one after another. The soft wind held a rootless flower in its mouth, meditating on the quiet blue, and awakened a girl from a dream. The wind is so soft and soft, blowing through February. 5. The poems describing the scenery of a moonlit night include:

Li Bai's "Gu Lang Yue Xing" I don't know the moon when I'm young, I call it a white jade plate.

I also doubt that the Yao Tai Mirror is flying in the blue clouds. The immortal has his legs hanging down, and the osmanthus tree is not round.

The white rabbit pounded the medicine and asked who he wanted to eat with? The toad has eroded its round shadow, and the bright night has faded away. Yi fell from the Nine Crows in the past, and the heavens and humans were clear and peaceful.

The yin essence has fallen into confusion, and it is not enough to see if it goes away. What's wrong with it? The sadness is heartbreaking.

Moon Poem 1. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Li Bai 2. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown.

Li Bai 3. Flying mirror under the moon, clouds forming sea towers. Li Bai 4. Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.

Li Bai 5. Chang'an is covered with a moon, and the sound of thousands of households banging their clothes is heard. Li Bai 6. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

Li Bai 7. The drunken moon often makes the saints, and the flowers are not the king's fault. Li Bai 8. But I lowered the crystal curtain and gazed at the exquisite autumn moon.

Li Bai's "Shuitou Songtou" Author: Su Shi Bingchen was in the Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking happily until the end of the day, and was very drunk. I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son. When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.

I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.

When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.

Explanation of the poem A bright moon rises on the sea. People far away in the world look at the moon like me and miss each other. Passionate people complain about the long nights and miss their loved ones throughout the night.

I extinguished the candles and loved the moonlight in the room. I put on my clothes and felt the dew getting heavier. I can’t give you this hand full of moonlight, so I’d better go back to sleep and hope to meet you in my dreams.

Word explanation distant night: long night. Jing Xi: stay up all night. Phi Yi: means leaving home.

Luzi: Wetting with dew. Return to bed: Go back to the bedroom and sleep again.

Poetry Appreciation This is a poem about looking at the moon and cherishing people. Looking at the moon caused lovesickness, so I stayed up all night. The moonlight was both the cause and the witness of lovesickness.

The poet expresses the protagonist's inner emotions by writing his actions. The artistic conception of the whole poem is powerful and quiet, the language and images are real, the emotions and scenery are organically blended together, gentle and lingering, and endless aftertaste.

Zhang Jiuling (678-740), courtesy name Zishou, was born in Qujiang, Shaozhou (now Shaoguan, Guangdong). He was a famous prime minister and important poet during the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. He was upright and wise, and his poetry style was simple and powerful. He contributed to reversing the trend of poetry in the early Tang Dynasty.

Later generations often refer to him as Chen Ziang. His twelve poems "Ganyu" are mainly expressive, allegorical about current affairs, and have profound thoughts.

There is "Zhang Qujiang Collection". Answered by: suisha - Xiucai Level 2 3-5 15:24 ---------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------- Drinking Li Bai alone under the moon in the flower room A pot of wine, drinking alone without any blind date; raising a glass to invite the bright moon, facing each other into three people.

The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow only follows my body; for a while, the moon will cast its shadow, and my entertainment must last until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered; we make love together when we are awake, but we are separated when we are drunk.

We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan. Answered by: zgsnzj - Juren Level 4 3-5 15:25 ---------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------- Shui Tiao Songtou Author: Su Shi wrote this article on the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, when he was drunk until the end of the day and was pregnant with his son.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.

How can it be like being in the human world when you dance to clear your shadow? Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life. Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night. When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give away gifts, but I still have a good night’s sleep. There are also Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts", "Looking up at the bright moon, bowing down to think about my hometown." and his "Drinking alone under the moon, the team of three people", and Du Fu's "My hometown is bright in the moonlight". 6. What are some lyrical sentences about the scenery in February?

Sentence 1: Standing by the window in February, snowflakes are dancing, and the sound of wind is coming, one after another, making me feel cold and eroding to the bones. Heart.

Concentrate and sigh, am I being too pretentious? On the occasion of the arrival of the New Year, on this day that should have been joyful, I allowed myself to feel depressed and lazy without any restraint. In my ears, there is a song, "Until my vision becomes blurred, until I can't breathe, let us be inseparable; if I can give up the whole world, at least I still have you..." The fine particles follow the beat of the music, light and Graceful; the magnetic and enchanting voice of the female singer shakes the heart.

The moving flute sounds came in early spring in February, the beautiful scenery was clear and charming, and the stretched paper smiled. In the air, the aroma of lemons is noble and electric. February's slender fingers wave the guzheng and xylophone in the bamboo forest, cooling the world.

In February, I held up the stream water and wiped my face, and the elegant warm wind blew across my face. The third sentence takes over the affection conveyed by the soft wind and smiles at the firecrackers lit by the boy. The soft wind in February is particularly joyful.

Perhaps there is a pair of poet's hands, taking over the passion accumulated in winter. The soft wind, with its elegant gentleness, lightly brushes between the eyebrows. The boundless soul is carried by the soft wind to a far away place, where the deep feelings of my longing are rippling.

The mountains are curved, the water is flowing, and a candlelight emits a beautiful light in the soft wind. Zhaoxia liked the color of the water, so she jumped into the mountain lake and swam naked in the beautiful lake light one after another.

The soft wind held a rootless flower in its mouth, meditating on the quiet blue, and awakened a girl from a dream. The wind is so soft and soft, blowing through February.

7. Poems about seasonal scenery

Spring: Spring Poems Liu Yuxi's new makeup makes it appropriate to go down to the Zhulou Tower, deeply locked in the spring scenery and melancholy in the courtyard. Walking to the atrium to count the flowers, dragonflies fly up to the jade and scratch his head. Spring rain Li Shangyin is melancholy. Lying in white robes during the New Year, the white door is sparse and the feeling is so strange. The red building looks cold to each other through the rain, and the pearl foil is floating. Deng returns alone. Thinking of spring, plum blossoms, swallowtail grass is like green silk, Qin mulberry leaves are low and green branches. When you return home, I am my concubine. When the heart is broken, the spring breeze does not recognize me, why should I enter the Luo curtain? Spring resentment Liu Fangping's screen window is getting dusk as the sun sets, and no one can see the traces of tears in the golden house. Spring is getting late in the lonely empty courtyard, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground, but the door is not open. Spring resentment Jin Changxu beats up the oriole, don't teach it to crow on the branches. When it crows, I frighten my concubine in my dream, and I can't get it. Western Liaoning. Spring dawn. Meng Haoran sleeps in the spring without waking up. He hears the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen. Looking at the mountains and rivers of Du Fu's country in spring, the spring vegetation in the city is deep. Feeling the flowers splashing with tears, hating the birds to leave and frightening. The beacon fires. In March, letters from home are worth tens of thousands of gold. The hairpins are shorter when the white hair is scratched, and the hairpin is full of lust. Last night the wind opened the peach blossoms in the spring palace of Wang Changling, and the moon in the front hall of Weiyang was high. Pingyang sang and danced with new favors, and the spring cold outside the curtain gave him a brocade robe. The spring palace resentment Du Xunhe had long been mistaken by Chanjuan, and wanted to return to the mirror. The grace was not in appearance, but in teaching the concubine, the wind was warm and the sound of birds was broken, and the sun was high and the shadows of flowers were heavy. Women crossed the stream every year, recalling each other and picking hibiscus. In spring, they stayed in Zuo Province, Du Fu The flowers are hidden in the wall at dusk, and birds are chirping. Stars are moving in thousands of houses, and the moon is near the sky. I don't sleep listening to the golden key, because the wind is thinking of jade. There is a seal in the Ming Dynasty, and I ask how the night is? Prime Minister Lu and Prime Minister Lu visited the Jinling Mausoleum in early spring to visit Du Shenyan. Unique eunuch tourists were surprised by the new phenology. The clouds appeared over the sea at dawn, and plum willows crossed the river in spring. The sweet air urged the yellow birds, and the clear light turned to green apples. Suddenly I heard the ancient tune of the song, and I thought about it. Want to touch your lapel. Beauties travel to Du Fu. The weather is new on March 3rd, and there are many beauties by the waterside in Chang'an. Their postures are rich and meaningful, and their texture is delicate and even flesh and bones. The embroidered clothes shine in the late spring, and the golden peacocks and silver unicorns are frowning. Reminiscent of Bai Juyi in the south of the Yangtze River - Tang Dynasty Jiangnan is wonderful, and the scenery is familiar to me in the past. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. How can we not remember Jiangnan? When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, the most memorable one is Hangzhou. Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temples, watching the tide on my pillow in the county pavilion. When will I visit again? Jiangnan Yi, followed by Wu Palace. A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu children danced drunk with hibiscus. They meet again sooner or later. A visit to the garden is not worth it. Unable to shut it down, a branch of red apricot came out of the wall. In early spring, Zhang Shiba of the Water Ministry was outside [Tang Dynasty] Han Yu. Thousands of apricot trees bloomed by the river, and the wind bloomed all night. The garden was full of dark and light colors, shining in the green waves. A happy rain on a spring night [Tang Dynasty] ] Du Fu knows the season when it rains well, and when spring comes, it sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. Quatrains [Tang] Du Fu Chi Ri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts, and the swallows fly, and the sand is warm and the mandarin ducks sleep. Ode to the Willows [Tang] He Zhizhang's jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. In spring [Song Dynasty], Zhu Xi found the beauty of the Si River shore, and the boundless scenery was new for a while. I can easily recognize the east wind, It's always spring when it's colorful. The boat is parked in Guazhou [Song Dynasty] Wang Anshi Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? In the Yuan Dynasty [Song Dynasty] Wang Anshi passed away a year old amidst the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brought warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches. Quatrains [Song Dynasty] Monk Zhinan tied a short canopy and a staff in the shade of an ancient tree Quinoa helped me cross the east side of the bridge. My clothes were wet with apricot blossom rain, and the wind from the willows was not cold on my face. The poet Yang Juyuan of the Tang Dynasty "Early Spring in the East of the City" has a clear scene. In the New Year, the green willows are only half yellow. It looks like flowers in the forest. Brocade, people are looking at flowers when they go out. Summer: Bai Juyi on the pond in early summer, the water accumulates in the spring pond, late in the summer, and the trees are thick in the shade. The boats are like wild ferries, and the fences are like river villages. Quiet music and beds are played, and the fragrance of wine opens the door. It is leisurely. Nothing happened, and I was busy with my little grandson. It was sunny and rainy in April in Sima Guang in the early summer, and the weather in Nanshan was clear. There were no catkins due to the wind, only sunflowers were sunny. Yang Wanli left Jingci Temple at dawn, after all, it was June in the West Lake. In the middle, the scenery is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Chaos, the water turns beautiful again. The words in the window are full of glowing lights. In summer, Wei Yingwu has said that his heart is sad, how can it last forever. No one does not sleep in the day, sitting alone in the mountains in silence. When he is enlightened, he will let go of his worries and learn in vain. The legacy of the common people. Accumulated customs are easy to intrude, but sorrow is difficult to recover. In summer, the mountain pavilion is tall and green, the trees are dense and the summer is long, and the balcony is reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves in the breeze, and the roses are full of roses in the courtyard. Summer is fragrant. Boarding the carriage covered pavilion, Cai Que's paper screen, stone road, bamboo square bed, tired hands throwing books, long afternoon dreams. When I fell asleep, I smiled alone, and several fishing flutes played in the waves. Xijiang Moon, Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road, Xin Qiji, the bright moon, parting branches, startled magpies , cicadas chirp in the breeze in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Seven or eight stars in the sky

Outside, it rains at two or three o'clock in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodianshe, I suddenly saw the bridge over the creek. Autumn: "Autumn Thoughts" Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang City, and he wanted to be a writer with countless thoughts. He was afraid that he could not explain it all in a hurry, and pedestrians I wrote a poem about autumn in Kaifeng: "Mountain Residence in the Dark Autumn" by King Weikong of the Tang Dynasty. After the new rain in the mountains, autumn weather comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs flow up the rocks. The bamboos return to the Huannu, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson You can stay. "Autumn Night Song" by Tang Dynasty King Wei Guipo's new born Autumn dew, the light ruffles are already thin and have not changed clothes. The silver kite has been played diligently all night long, and the heart is timid and can't bear to return to the empty room. "Midnight Autumn Song" Tang Li Bai Chang'an is under a moon, and thousands of households are pounding The sound of clothes. The autumn wind cannot blow away, but it is always the love of the Jade Pass. When will the Hulu be pacified, the beloved will stop the expedition. "Autumn Climbing Xuancheng Xie overlooking the North Tower" Tang Li Baijiang City is like a painting, the mountain is dawn and the clear sky is visible. The rain is caught in the mirror, and the two A rainbow falls over the bridge. The crowds are cold and the oranges and pomeloes are in the air. The old sycamores are in the autumn colors. Who misses the North Tower and feels grateful to the Duke in the wind. "Staying on the Jiande River" Tang Meng Haoran moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new things. The wild sky was low and the trees were clear, and the river was clear. The moon is approaching. In the autumn, I ascended the Orchid Mountain and sent a picture to Meng Haoran of the Five Tang Dynasty. In the white clouds of the northern mountain, the hidden person feels happy. Looking at each other, I start to climb high, and my heart flies away with the wild geese. I am worried because it rises in the dusk, and it is the beginning of autumn. When I see people returning to the village, I see the sand. We were walking across the ferry to rest. The trees on the horizon were like shepherd's purses, and the islands by the river were like the moon. Why should we bring wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival. "Autumn Evening" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, silver candles painted the screen with cold autumn light, and small fans fluttered at the flowing fireflies. The sky was as cool as water at night, Sit and watch the Altair and Vega. "Ascending" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The wind is strong and the sky is high. The ape whistles in mourning, and the white bird flies back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustle under the sky, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in. The sad autumn of thousands of miles is often a guest, and the one who has been sick for hundreds of years appears on the stage alone. Difficulty and bitterness hate the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass is turbid. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi, Song Dynasty Bai Juyi's clear light for thousands of miles is unimaginable, adding sorrow and hatred to the end of the world. Who has been garrisoning outside Long for a long time? Where can we say goodbye in front of the court? The old concubine who had fallen out of favor came back to the hospital at night, and when the old general Wufan went upstairs, he looked at her heartbrokenly, and the Jade Rabbit and the Silver Toad were far away. Words describing autumn: "Su Mu Zhe" Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty painted a blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, autumn colors in waves, ripples It's cold and green. The mountains reflect the setting sun and the sky connects to the water. The fragrant grass is ruthless, and even outside the setting sun. The soul of the country is dark and chasing.

8. The poems about the beauty of the moonlit night are

1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai

There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown.

2. "Resentment on the Jade Steps" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

White dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time at night. But under the crystal curtain, you can look at the autumn moon exquisitely.

3. " "Thirteenth Song of Qiupu" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The Lu River is clear and the moon is clear, and the moon is clear and the egrets are flying. The man listens to the girl picking water chestnuts and returns home with a night song.

4. "Under the Moon" Drinking Alone" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. I raise my glass to invite the bright moon, and we make three people's shadows.

The moon does not know how to drink, and the shadow follows me . Temporarily accompanied by the shadow of the moon, we must have fun until spring.

I sing to the moon and wander around, and my dancing shadows are scattered. When we are awake, we have sex together, and when we are drunk, we are separated.

We will travel without mercy forever. , Phased with Miao Yunhan.

5. "Moon over Guanshan" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.

The Han Dynasty descended to the white road, and Hu glanced at the Qinghai Bay. From the battlefield, no one was seen returning.

The garrison looked at the side, thinking about returning with a sad face. The tall building was like this night, and it was not easy to sigh.

6. "Ask the Moon about Wine" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

When will the moon come to the blue sky? I will stop drinking today and ask: People cannot reach the bright moon if they climb it, but the moon travels with people. ?

As bright as a flying mirror, the green smoke extinguishes all the bright hair? But seeing the night coming from the sea, would Ning know if Xiang Yunjian is there?

The white rabbit makes medicine and autumn returns to spring. Who is Chang'e living alone next to? Today's people cannot see the moon in ancient times, but today's moon once shone on the ancients.

People in ancient times and today can see the bright moon just like running water. I only hope that when singing and drinking, the moonlight will always shine in the golden bottle.

7. "Staying on the Jiande River" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk. The fields are open and the sky is low with trees, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.

8. "Moon" by Tang Xue Tao

The soul is as small as a hook, fanning the Han Dynasty. The thin shadow will be round, how many places in the world can you see it?

9. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty

The bright moon rises on the sea, the end of the world *** At this time, lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.

Destruction The candles are full of light, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give them away, but I still have a good night's sleep.

10. "Moonlight Night Remembering My Brother" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Guarding drums to cut off people's walking, There is a sound of wild geese on the edge of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.

My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about my life and death. The letter I sent has not been delivered, and the army has not stopped.

< p> 11. "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs and rocks flow up.

The bamboo noises return to Huannu, and the lotus flowers Get off the fishing boat and rest in the spring fragrance at will, and the king and grandson can stay.

12. "Traveler" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty The wild geese sleep in sorrow.

A distant dream returns to invade the dawn, and a letter from home arrives the next year. The Cangjiang River is full of smoke and moonlight, and the door is connected to a fishing boat.

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There are nine Chinese figures outside the sword, and the title is in the jade capital. When it is opened, there is a slight moonlight, and the sound of the spring is everywhere.

The monks arrive in the middle of the night, and they chant to the moon. The blue is sinking. Xia feet are broken, and the fragrance is as light as milk flowers.

The six bowels are asleep, and the poems are clear for several dynasties. I dare not waste more than one month, and leave them with elbow calligraphy. 9. What poems have February in them?

The stone path of Du Muyuan on the mountain is sloping up the Hanshan Mountain, and there are people living in the white clouds.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. 1. He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willow": I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

2. Du Mu's poem "Farewell": Pingping has been curling up for more than thirteen years, and the cardamom leaves are full of spring in February. Liangzhou Ling, Chao Buzhi, Song Dynasty, February spring is still shallow.

Last year the cherries were in bloom. This year's spring is strangely late, the red plum blossoms are often early, and the rouge face is not exposed.

Dongjun sent spring to slow down. It seems to meet people's deep wishes.

The flat peaches are newly carved, and the two lamps are in phase, as if this spring will last forever. Magnolia/Yulouchun Yan Shu Song Dynasty Ci The red curtain is halfway down the incense seal.

The east wind in February urges Liu Xin. The lute is by the side and I am thinking. The parrot is in front of me and I don’t want to ask questions.

After the death of Jinghong, there will be separation and hatred. The long red sun makes you sleepy due to wine.

I don’t know where my heart is, and I can’t express myself with tears. Linjiang Fairy, Ge Shengzhong, Song Dynasty, the scenery in February is as thick as wine, and the small buildings are green and red with fresh wetness.

The green glaze reflects the peaks. He even brought some gold chiseled down to enjoy the brocade-scented cage.

On the first day of the lunar month, this flower is clear, soft and slender. The beauty of Lanhui has not yet faded.

The red lantern is elegant and beautiful, and the green curtain protects the fragrant bushes. The Legend of the River by Sima Chang, Song Dynasty, The Milky Way Ripples.

The tung tree flies out of the dew well, and the poor people fight against the tent. Dreams of fragrant grass make people feel melancholy when they recall the Tang Dynasty.

Feeling sad about separation is a very serious situation. The spring breeze brings waves of peach blossoms in February.

The flat boat marched to the river and crossed the Wujiang River. When people go and the geese come back, they look at each other thousands of miles away.

The Yijiang Tower is doubly sad. Before the customs examination, Yao Qian, a Jinshi, was sent down to Nanyang. Cao Ye, Tang Dynasty, Qi Jue. The horse neighed as the sun faded, and the east wind came home in February.

Don’t envy those who enjoy spring in Chang’an. Next year we will see flowers from our hometown. Xiaochong Mountain, Li Bi, Song Dynasty, The sparrow breeze is light on a February day.

Where is home? There are flowers and no one cares about them.

If you are afraid of being born, you will not be happy for the elderly. Meidai embraces Lianjuan.

When I am in high spirits, I drink wine and sit by the wild goose lake. Slightly uncarved and natural.

The new poetry is good, and the quality is of Zhu Xian. Grudges from a Friend Zhou Zai in the Ming Dynasty. In February in the south of the Yangtze River, Luo Yi was tried, and the snow in Yanshan Mountain was still flying after the spring.

It should be that Zigui couldn’t cry, and although his hometown was nice, he didn’t want to go back. Picking Mulberries Wu Yuanke Song Dynasty The spring in the south of the Yangtze River is deep and shallow in February. When the grass is green, the swallows arrive late.

Jianjian is cold and dissatisfied with clothes. It's late at night, but I still can't sleep, Gu Ying frowns.

Put all your thought into it. The same east wind blows in two different ways.

Bu Suanzi, Xinliu, Nalan Xingde, Qing Dynasty, soft and delicate, so thin and timid that it is forbidden to dance. In troubled years, the wind in February brings out goose-yellow threads.

A kind of pitiful life, sunset and misty rain. There are long and short strips in front of Su Xiaomen, which is where you gradually lose your way.

Miscellaneous Poems on the Lake, Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty The flowers in Ge Ling bloom in February, and tourists come and go talking about gods. My heart is different from that of tourists. I don't envy gods and young men.

Sending Yang Xingyuan off to the imperial examination, Liu Shang, Tang Dynasty, Qi Jue, I crossed Hangou at night and regretted leaving, and gradually saw that the beacon fire was too late. Where can the critical moment pierce the poplar leaves, and in February Chang'an break the cinnamon branches.

Dielianhua, Shi Dazu, Song Dynasty, the east wind blows the guests away in February. In front of Su Xiaomen, willow trees are as thin as a waist.

Hu Die knows people and travels around the country. The flowers have not yet bloomed in the old places.

For several nights, the lake and mountains were full of dreams. Commenting on the lake and looking for fragrance, I am afraid of the cold spring.

The Qingming Festival is here. Lovesickness comes first and splashes water on skirts.

Shangchun Mengjiao Tang Qigu The spring grass and sea water in the two rivers are clear, but the city walls are fishy after ten years of fighting. The rebel soldiers killed the sons, generals and daughters, and the flowers were everywhere in February and March.

There is no one for thousands of miles, and the whirlwind rises, and the orioles sing and the swallows sing in the deserted city. The spring scenery does not pick up the trees next to the tomb, and the beauty and beauty fade away by spring.

When spring comes, it is known that people today look at the ancient tombs with flowers, which makes people melancholy. The Immediate Event of Spring Wang Mian Yuan Qilu On February 3rd, the rain did not stop, and the peach and apricot blossoms were blown into the mud.

The pitiful flying swallows are suffering due to the built-up base, and the cuckoo cries helplessly in the spring. The wind and clouds in Guanhe River are changing, and the frontier fortress is full of beacons and grass and trees.

The old me is sparse and crazy about sword dancing, and I don’t wait for the chicken at midnight when I am excited. Qingpingle, Zhao Yanduan, Song Dynasty, peach roots and peach leaves.

A tree is connected with fragrance. Spring arrives in March and February in Jiangnan.

Lose the host butterfly. Diligently step on Qingyang.

The flowers are blooming before the wind. I share the same gardenia with you, and repay you with a hundred knots of lilacs.

Traveling is Difficult Cui Hao Tang Dynasty Yuefu Don't you see the golden branches in Jianzhang Palace, thousands of long branches hanging down to the ground. In February and March, the flowers are like sleet, and you can't see the nine layers of darkness.

The colorful palace contains the four treasures, and the fragrant wind enters the palace of clouds. The palace maids of the Han Dynasty love this fragrance and watch it in the morning and evening.

It seems that you will never forget what you have seen and will be placed on the mirror stand. Both pairs cannot be cut with bare hands, but two pairs of red makeup smile at each other.

Jianzhang The spring breeze blew last night, and a flower flew down to Changxin Palace. The beautiful lady who has long believed in me weeps when she sees the flowers. How can I sigh when I recall this precious tree?

When I was in Zhaoyang, I climbed the jade peak in the morning and evening. I just say that we are in love with each other year after year, but we don’t realize that we miss each other from afar.

In the rain, the begonias in the wine court are not thanked by the rain. Chen Yuyi, Song Dynasty. In the second month of Baling, guests add more clothes, and they rush to drink wine. I hate being drunk too late. The swallows can't help but rain all night, and the begonias are still waiting for my poem.

The spring scenery is turned upside down, and the child with chipped teeth is consecrated. In front of the white bamboo fence, the lake and the sea are vast, and the vastness of my life experience makes me miserable.

Bee, Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty, Qilu, Xiaoyuan Huachi is full of rotten water, and the back door and the front threshold have endless thoughts. Concubine Mi's waist is thin enough to be exposed, while Zhao Hou's body is as light as leaning against the wind.

The red wall is lonely and the cliff is full of honey, and the green curtain is far away and the mist is empty. The pink butterflies in Qingling are separated from their hatred, and they will meet again in mid-February.

After the fall, it appeared in the same year, Yang Zhizhi, Tang Dynasty, Qilu, Origin: Liang Yan and Ming Hong, not in harmony, danced towards the blue sky. The cold valley is full of Zou's law, and the wind of Song Dynasty is encountered alone for a long time.

Although the feeling of weeping at jade is different at this time, the same thing will happen in the future. The spring light of February is swaying, and I am drunk in the apricot orchard for no reason.

Send to Jiang Twenty-Four Tang Yanqian Tang Qilu Dai Jian The birds are chirping and the bees are flying day by day, and the travelers are regretful and thoughtful. The Zen sect is dull and unintentional, and the world is unfamiliar and makes me want to face the wall.

In February, the clouds and smoke are blurring the willow color, and the terroir of Jiuqu is fragrant with flowers. I know that the wise men are forbidden to worry about silence. They try to lean on the railings and don't break their hearts.

A gift to a friend to quit his job and go to seek a new life. Du Xunhe, Tang Dynasty, Qilu. A flood from the sky flooded Wudong, and ten sails flew in the February wind. The good scenery is thrown into the poems, and don't drive the worries into the wine glass.

The willow trees are surrounded by round shadows as they lean on the bank, and the birds play warm red beside the rocks. It's not that the cassia tree won't last forever, it's because he was young and wanted to join the army.

The waves should not be like two streams, and the divisions should be as long as the February sky.

If the floaters are allowed to open their fields, the fishermen should be exempted from the tax. Not all previous sages can be learned from, so don’t read the chapter about returning at that time.

Although the map of the county is like arriving at the county, the five journeys are like entering the east of Jinyun. The pavilions and roads in the mountains are at the bottom of the rocks, and the solitary peaks in the sea are in the waves.

It is not known that the etiquette and law are different from the Han system, and the local Yi is mostly said to be like the Wu style. If a calligrapher uses extraordinary skills, he will achieve success in just ten seconds.

Reflections on Jinqiao Wu Rong Tang Qilu The snow is stacked in Taihang and the sky is clear, and the spring breeze is still blowing in the spring suburbs in February. I've heard that drinking horses are approaching Weibei, and shooting eagles is about to cross Shandong now.

For a hundred years there was only Yichuan sigh, and in Wulining there was no Wei Jianggong. At dusk, the long pavilion is in deep sorrow, and a mournful song is sung amidst the smoke.

Water Xu Wei Tang Qilu The nature of fire is as soft as the nature of water. When it comes from the west and comes out from the east, it will rest. Don't say that if you open the sea, you can open the Han Dynasty. Even if you untie the floating boat, it will also capsize it.

The twilight in Xiangpu is filled with the resentment of Yao's daughter, and the Fenhe River is full of sorrow for the emperor of Han Dynasty in autumn. Wherever the torrential waves return, peach blossoms fill your eyes in February.

Village Dwelling, Han Xie, Tang Dynasty, Qilu In February and March, it rains and clears at the beginning, and the south of the house and the north of the house are flat and flat. The joy in front of me is full of hatred, and the beautiful scenery is not the same as the heart.

The sound of pecking wood in the Rizhao Temple is heard, and the wind carrying the tree is called a teapot. Look at the pear frost at dawn and evening, and there is still a cold mountain that hurts the wine. 10. Poems about the scenery of a moonlit night

1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai

There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, which is suspected to be frost on the ground. I look up at the moon and look down at my hometown.