Verses praising the obscurity of grass

1. Verses about praising the obscurity of the grass

Verses about praising the obscurity of the grass 1. Verses about the obscurity of the grass

Modern times: I praise you -Xiaocao, you are nameless, ordinary, ordinary, but you have strong vitality.

On the top of the mountain, on the edge of the cliff, in the crevices of rocks, and beside the creek, your figure is everywhere. No matter the height of the terrain, the quality of the conditions, or the quality of the environment, you are always there. You can grow tenaciously, fully demonstrating your unyielding character. I praise you - Xiaocao, I praise your character.

You are unknown and unpretentious. You never compete with trees or compete with flowers for beauty. You never ask for anything or crave for anything. As long as there is a little rain and dew, you will be satisfied. With a little sunshine, you will be brilliant, you will inspire the world with your spirit, and you will repay the earth with your life. I praise you, Xiaocao, I praise your spirit.

You let people's footsteps trample you, let the storm blow you, let the sun burn you into sparks, you always bear the humiliation and never turn back. In spring, you dress the earth with the green of life; in summer, you use your delicate body to resist the scorching sun; in autumn, you support the withered face with your immortal heart; in winter, you use the soil to breed new life and hope.

Ancient times: The sunset in an isolated village, the jackdaws in the old trees with light smoke, and the shadow of a flying dragon. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

In the third spring, the vegetation in South Garden is new. There are no fish in the river, the water is clear by itself, and the wind is strong and the grass is famous.

The Buddha's head is short and covered with dung, and he is happy when people come from afar. Even though I didn't have the chance to visit Fan Gongting in person, I still remembered the famous sayings and mottos.

Who can lean on the bright moon alone when the tower is high? You are worried about the green grass in the world. After giving the meteors to the colorful clouds, the fragrant weeds are also diligent.

Last year, I was still shy and could not recite any new poems. The drizzle wets the light, the grass grows year by year, and the color of the grass grows. Looking close, but there is no song of swallows. Hongfei is not interrupted. The herds herds are green. Remember the green skirts. Everywhere is pity for the grass. The spring grass will be green next year. The princes and grandchildren will not return to the moss. There are traces of green on the steps, and the color of grass enters the curtain. There are few willow cotton blowing on the green branches. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world. The grass on the original grass is withered and flourished every year.

The wildfires will not burn out, the spring breeze will blow again, and the sunny day will bring warm wind and wheat will grow. When the grass is green and shaded, the flowers will be better than the flowers. When the rain is drizzling on the wall, the wind will return to the clusters of flowers. Who can say an inch of grass? The heart will be rewarded three times. The spring light blows in the wind, the grass is low, and the wild flowers of cattle and sheep are gradually charming the eyes. The shallow grass is as green as the horseshoe grass. It is near the water. The white hair is white, the flowers are shining, the toads are shining, the cold-soaked Qihuayao grass is thick with trees, and the grass is luxuriant and the orioles are flying. In February, the sky is gray and the fields are vast. Cows and sheep are visible on the windblown grass. There are few willows blowing on the branches. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world. The clear rivers pass by Hanyang trees, and the fragrant grass is desolate. Parrot Island. The strong wind recognizes the strong grass, and the true love is praised in adversity. Poems or famous sayings about the tenacious vitality of grass insist that the green hills will not relax, and their roots are still in the broken rocks. It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

11 Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Farewell [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi Li Liyuan grows grass, withering and growing every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson away again, full of love.

Two poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring (Part 1) Han Yu The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most wonderful thing about spring is that the emperor's capital is filled with smoke and willows. Three Ouyang Xiu poems for a spring outing in Fengle Pavilion. The green trees are mixed with the cries of mountain birds, and the clear wind ripples and falls flowers.

The prefect is drunk with singing birds and dancing flowers. Tomorrow he will sober up and spring has returned. The spring clouds are faint, the sun is shining brightly, and the grass is moving and the catkins are fluttering on the clothes.

When I walked to the pavilion, I met the eunuch, who returned drunk from the basket and arranged flowers. The sun is setting over the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endlessly green.

Visitors, regardless of the fact that spring is coming to an end, step on fallen flowers in front of the pavilion. Chile Song [Northern Dynasties] Folk Song Chile River, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.

Wuyi Lane [Tang Dynasty] Liu Yuxi Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.

In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

6Yoke [Song Dynasty] Zhao Shixiu It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment. I knocked on the chess pieces and dropped the lanterns. 1. The sky was clear, and the grass was blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep could be seen.

("Chile Song") 2. The grass grows in the original land, and the grass dries up every year. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" 3. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring grass and trees.

(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 5. The grass in the dark forest is trembling with the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.

(Lu Lun: "Song of the Past") 6. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields") 7. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

(Tao Yuanming: (Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields)) 8. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. (Wei Yingwu: (Xijian, Chuzhou)) 9. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, only the Asakusa has no horse hooves.

(Bai Juyi: (Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake)) 10. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. (Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring") 11. The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.

(Xin Qiji: "Qingpingle Village Dwelling") 12. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. (Li Shutong: "Farewell") 13. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and the orioles sing in the deep trees.

(Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream") 14. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. (Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba Yuanwai Lang of the Ministry of Water") 15. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.

(Liu Yuxi's "Black Clothes Lane") 16. The grass in the dark forest is trembling with wind, and the general draws his bow at night. (Lu Lun's "Song under the Sai") "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The grass in Liliyuan grows wither and withers every year. Wildfires cannot burn it out, but the spring breeze blows and grows again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, the clear green meets the deserted city, and sends the king and grandson away, full of farewell love. "Early Spring" The light rain on Yutian Street in the Tang Dynasty is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but there is no grass up close. The most advantage of spring is that it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital. .

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. "West Stream in Chuzhou" by Wei Yingwu There is only pity for the quiet grass growing beside the stream, with orioles chirping in the deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. Thank you, this is all I know. If it is correct, please don't forget to accept it.

2. Poems describing the obscurity of Xiaocao

Modern times: I praise you - Xiaocao, you are nameless, ordinary, ordinary, but you have strong vitality .

On the top of the mountain, on the edge of the cliff, in the crevices of the rocks, and beside the creek, your figure is everywhere. No matter the height of the terrain, the quality of the conditions, or the quality of the environment, you are everywhere. You can grow tenaciously, fully demonstrating your unyielding character. I praise you - Xiaocao, I praise your character.

You are unknown and unpretentious. You never compete with trees or compete with flowers for beauty. You never ask for anything or desire anything. As long as there is a little rain and dew, you will be satisfied. With a little sunshine, you will be brilliant, you will inspire the world with your spirit, and you will repay the earth with your life. I praise you, Xiaocao, I praise your spirit.

You let people's footsteps trample you, let the storm blow you, let the sun burn you into sparks, you always bear the humiliation and never turn back. In spring, you dress the earth with the green of life; in summer, you use your delicate body to resist the scorching sun; in autumn, you support your withered face with your immortal heart; in winter, you use the soil to breed new life and hope.

Ancient times: The sunset in an isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws in the old trees, and the shadow of a flying dragon. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

In the third spring, the vegetation in South Garden is new. There are no fish in the river, the water is clear by itself, and the wind is strong and the grass is famous.

Last year, I was still shy and could not recite any new poems. The drizzle wets the light, the grass grows year by year, and the color of the grass grows. Seen from afar, but there is no song of swallows. Hongfei is not stopped, the herds are hissing, the grass is green, remember the green skirts, the grass is pity for the spring, the grass will be green next year, the kings and grandchildren will not return to the moss There are traces of green on the steps, and the color of grass enters the curtain. There are few willow cotton blowing on the green branches. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world. The grass on the original grass fades every year.

The wildfires will not burn out, the spring breeze will blow again, and the sunny day will bring warm wind and wheat will grow. When the grass is green and shaded, the grass will be more beautiful than the flowers. When the grass on the wall is drizzled, the wind will return to the water and the flowers will gather. Who can say an inch of grass? The heart will be rewarded three times. The spring light blows in the wind, the grass is low, and the wild flowers of cattle and sheep are gradually charming. The shallow grass is as green as the horseshoe grass, and the waterfront is green. The flowers are white and the toads are shining. The cold-soaked Qihua Yao grass is thick with trees, and the grass is lush and the orioles are flying. In February, the sky is gray and the fields are vast. Cows and sheep are seen on the windblown grass. There are few willows blowing on the branches. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world. Clear rivers and Hanyang trees. The fragrant grass is desolate. Parrot Island. The strong wind recognizes the strong grass, and the true love is praised in adversity. Poems or famous sayings about the tenacious vitality of grass insist that the green hills will not relax, and their roots are still in the broken rocks. It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

11 Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Farewell [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi Li Liyuan grows grass, withering and growing every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love.

The prefect is drunk with the singing of birds and dancing of flowers. Tomorrow he will sober up and spring has returned. The spring clouds are faint, the sun is shining brightly, and the grass is moving and the catkins are fluttering on the clothes.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.

Wuyi Lane [Tang Dynasty] Liu Yuxi Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

(Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream") 14. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. (Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Water") 15. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side, where the green poplars shade the white sand embankment. "West Stream in Chuzhou" by Wei Yingwu There is only pity for the quiet grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. Thank you, this is all I know. If it is correct, please don't forget to accept it.

3. Poems describing the obscurity of grass

Farewell to the ancient grassland

[Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi

Liliyuan Shangcao , one year old and one prosperous.

Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.

I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of love.

Two poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring (Part 1)

Han Yu

The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The most advantageous thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

3. The country is surrounded by mountains and rivers,

The city is covered with deep vegetation in spring.

(Du Fu: "Spring Hope")

4. Whoever says nothing about grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song"))

5. The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind,

The general draws his bow at night.

(Lu Lun: "Song of the Past")

6. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain.

The grass is rich and the bean seedlings are sparse.

(Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")

7. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long,

The evening dew touches my clothes.

(Tao Yuanming: (Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields))

8. The lonely grass grows beside the stream,

There are orioles singing in the deep trees.

(Wei Yingwu: (Chuzhou Xijian))

9. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes,

Only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

(Bai Juyi: (Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake))

10. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp,

The color of grass looks far away but not up close.

(Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring")

11. The eaves are low,

The grass on the stream is green.

(Xin Qiji: "Qingpingle·Village Dwelling")

12. Outside the long pavilion,

Beside the ancient road,

The green grass is green For days.

(Li Shutong: "Farewell")

13. The lonely grass grows beside the stream,

There are orioles singing in the deep trees.

(Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream")

14. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp,

The color of grass looks far away but not up close.

(Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba, a Foreign Minister of the Ministry of Water")

15. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge,

The setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.

(Liu Yuxi's "Black Clothes Lane")

16. The grass in the dark forest is trembling with the wind,

The general draws his bow at night.

(Lu Lun's "Song of the Past")

"Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

When the grass grows in the original land, it grows wither every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, the clear green connects the deserted city, and sends the king and grandson away, full of farewell love.

"Early Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close, the most advantageous thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the emperor's capital

"Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi

North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.

The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side, where the green poplars shade the white sand embankment.

"Chuzhou West Stream" Wei Yingwu

The lonely grass grows beside the stream,

There are orioles singing in the deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain that comes late,

No one can cross the wild crossing.

4. Verses praising the unknown grass

The grass is green near the water, and the people with white hair see the flowers.

The toad light is dazzling, and the Qihua Yao grass is soaked in cold water. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.

There is grass in the Changxin Palace, and you are worried about your virginity every year. Therefore, it invades the traces of beads and prevents the jade steps from moving.

The spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will never return. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

The setting sun in the isolated village is covered with light smoke and jackdaws in the old trees, under the shadow of a flying red bird. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

There are no fish in the river and the water is clear. The wind is strong and the grass is famous. During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall. Remember the green skirt, pity the fragrant grass everywhere.

The dark grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, but only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. The rain is drizzling on the wall, and the grass is hanging down, and the wind blows back the flowers on the water surface.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. In spring, the vegetation in South Garden is new.

Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, fragrant grass and miserable Parrot Island. On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green shade and quiet grass are better than the flowers.

There are many trees and lush grass. Whoever says that the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

The upper steps of the moss marks are green, and the grass color enters the curtain green. The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.

The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The drizzle wets the flowing light, and the fragrant grass grows with hatred every year.

There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world. At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, the grass is rich and the bean seedlings are sparse.

There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.

5. Poems praising the unknown grass

The grass is green near the water, and the people with white hair see the flowers.

The toad light is dazzling, and the Qihua Yao grass is soaked in cold water.

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky.

There is grass in the Changxin Palace, and you are worried about your virginity every year. Therefore, it invades the traces of beads and prevents the jade steps from moving.

The spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will never return.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat on the wild crossing.

There are no fish in the river and the water is clear. The wind is strong and the grass is famous.

During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I just knocked the chess pieces and let the lights fall.

Remember the green skirt and the green grass everywhere.

The dark grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.

The wild flowers gradually become charming, only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.

The drizzle of rain on the wall makes the grass weep down, and the wind blows back the flowers on the water surface.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. In spring, the vegetation in South Garden is new.

Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, fragrant grass and miserable Parrot Island.

On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green grass is more beautiful than the flowers.

There are many trees and lush grass.

Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

The upper steps of the moss marks are green, and the grass color is green into the curtain.

The sky is green, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.

The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The drizzle wets the light, and the fragrant grass grows year by year.

There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world.

At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, there are few bean seedlings in the grass.

There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.

6. What are the poems praising Xiaocao?

Xiaocao's poems The sunset in the isolated village, the jackdaws on the old trees in the light smoke, and under the shadow of a flying dragon.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. In spring, the vegetation in South Garden is new.

There are no fish in the river and the water is clear. The wind is strong and the grass is famous. The Buddha's head is short and covered with dung, and he is angry when people come from near and far.

Even if I don’t have the opportunity to visit Fan Gongting in person, I will also remember the famous mottos. Who can lean on the moonlight tower alone? You are worried about the green grass in the world.

After giving up the shooting stars and giving them colorful clouds, the leisurely and fragrant weeds are also diligent. Last year, I was still shy about my beauty, and I didn’t sing any new poems.

The drizzle wets the light, the grass grows year by year, and hates the color of the grass. Looking at it from a distance, but there are no swallows, the song is not broken. The herds are green, remember the green skirts, and the grass is pity for the spring grass next year. Green, the moss marks on the upper steps are green, the color of grass enters the curtain, and there are few willow cotton blowing on the green branches. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world. The grass on the original grass is withered every year. The wild fires will not burn out, the spring breeze blows again, and the warm wind brings out the wheat. The grass is green and shaded, and the flowers are more beautiful. When the rain drizzles on the wall, the slender grass hangs down. The wind returns to the water and the flowers gather together. Who can tell the heart of the grass, and the three spring lights are rewarded. The wind blows the grass and the cows are seen. The wild flowers of the sheep are becoming more and more charming, and the grass in the shallows is as green as the horseshoe grass. The land is green and the water is white. The flowers are white and the toads are shining. The cold-soaked Qihuayao grass is thick with trees. The grass is lush and the warblers are flying. In February, the sky is blue and the wildness is vast. , the wind blows the grass low and sees the cattle and sheep. There are few willows blowing on the branches. There are no fragrant grasses in the clear river at the end of the world. The Hanyang trees are fragrant. The fragrant grass is desolate in Parrot Island. The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the true love is seen in adversity. Poems or poems praising the tenacious vitality of the grass. The famous saying insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. 11 Fu De Gu Yuan Cao Farewell [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi Li Li Yuan grows grass, withered and prosperous every year.

Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.

I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of love. Two poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in early spring (Part 1) Han Yu The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The most beautiful thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital with smoke. Three Ouyang Xiu poems for a spring outing in Fengle Pavilion. The green trees are mixed with the cries of mountain birds, and the clear wind ripples with falling flowers. The prefect is drunk when the birds are singing and the flowers are dancing. Tomorrow he will sober up and spring has returned.

The spring clouds are faint and the sun is shining brightly, and the grass is fluttering on the lapels. When I walked to the pavilion, I met the eunuch, who returned drunk from the basket and arranged flowers.

The sun is setting among the mangroves and green mountains, and the grass in the long suburbs is endlessly green. No matter that spring is coming to an end, visitors come and go in front of the pavilion and step on fallen flowers.

Chile Song [Northern Dynasties] Folk Song Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.

The sky is green, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low. Wuyi Alley [Tang Dynasty] Liu Yuxi Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

6Yoke [Song Dynasty] Zhao Shixiu It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds.

I didn’t come over at midnight because I had an appointment. I knocked the chess pieces and dropped the lanterns. 1. The sky is blue, and the wind blows and the grass is low, and you can see cattle and sheep. ("Chile Song") 2. The grass grows in the original land, and it dries up every year.

(Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" 3. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

(Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 5. The grass in the dark forest is trembling with wind, and the general draws his bow at night. (Lulun: "Song under the Sai") 6. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is full of bean seedlings.

(Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields") 7. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. (Tao Yuanming: (Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields)) 8. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and the orioles sing in the deep trees.

(Wei Yingwu: (Xijian, Chuzhou)) 9. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, only the Asakusa has no horse hooves. (Bai Juyi: (Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake)) 10. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

(Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring") 11. The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. (Xin Qiji: "Qingpingle Village Dwelling") 12. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.

(Li Shutong: "Farewell") 13. Alone and lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. (Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream") 14. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

(Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Water") 15. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's "Black Clothes Alley") 16. The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.

(Lu Lun's "Song under the Sai") "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The grass on Liliyuan grows wither and withers every year. Wildfires cannot burn it out, but spring breeze blows and grows again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, the clear green connects the deserted city, and sends the king and grandson away, full of farewell love.

"Early Spring" The light rain on Yutian Street in the Tang Dynasty is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most advantage of spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the emperor's capital. , the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.

The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.

"West Stream in Chuzhou" by Wei Yingwu There is a lonely grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

7. Write a poem praising the perseverance of the grass

Modern poetry I am a weak grass, and it is my pride to face the wind and sand of the desert! I belong to the mountains and grasslands, to the ends of the earth and the corners of the sea. Only when I fall into the embrace of nature can my life be free to laugh. I am Baiyun's confidant and the mountain's shirt! I am the companion of cattle and sheep, the love nest of goshawks! He leaned over and playfully asked the big trees at the foot of the mountain, Who said the grass is not as tall as the trees? I ask Qunfang again, who has the courage to stand on the top of the mountain? Let the wind blow and rain, and smile proudly into the sky! People say that the grass on the wall falls with the wind, but who can see that its roots have not been shaken? The delicate flowers fascinate the world. Who has ever liked the unknown weeds? My partners are all over the world, they are the persistent embrace of spring. Even if life withers and is burned out by wildfire, I still want to repay Mother Earth with affection! Ancient Poems: The grass on the original plain dries up and grows every year. The wild fire cannot burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows.