Poems about the Spring Girl 1. Poems about the Spring Girl
The Spring Girl, drifting with the wind
Drifting to the Spring Garden to have a look
The earth embraces the Spring and smiles kindly
The garden is full of spring colors and smiles
The colorful butterflies and bees are dancing among the flowers
The flowers are full of fragrance and refresh the spleen
The people are intoxicated when they visit the garden
The river water is rushing.
The spring girl, floating with the wind
Drifting to the river to take a bath
The river is laughing and getting warmer
The frogs are waking up and opening their eyes
Stretching out one after another
Ducks are coming to report
Taking a bath
The spring girl, floating with the wind
Floating to the willow tree tops
The spring girl, floating with the wind
Floating to the willow tree tops
The spring girl, floating with the wind
Floating to the willow tree tops
The spring girl, floating with the wind
The willow braids its hair
And dances with Miss Spring
To the south, she invites the swallows
The swallows realize that spring is here
They're going to the north to build their new nests
Miss Spring, with the wind
She floats by the fields and the ponds
The ponds are alive with small fish
The wildflowers and the grasses are growing all over the place
The wildlife is growing strong and the animals are getting stronger.
The wildlife has grown fat
When everything is new in the world
It laughs in the air
2. Poems for Spring Maidens
1. (Meng Haoran: Spring Dawn)
2. Red beans are born in the south, how many branches are sprouting in spring? (Wang Wei: "Acacia")
3. Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain")
4. Wildfire is inexhaustible, spring breeze blows again. (Bai Juyi: "Fugue Gu Yuan Grass")
5. A grain of corn is planted in the spring and ten thousand seeds are harvested in the fall. (Li Shen: "Compassionate Farming")
6. The country is broken, the grass is deep in the spring. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
7. The falling red is not an unfeeling thing, but it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen: "Miscellaneous Poems on the Occasion of 1911")
8. I do not know who cuts out the fine leaves, and the February spring breeze is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Winged Willow")
9. The spring garden can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng: "The Garden is not worth it")
? The Peach Blossom Still Smiles in Spring - Cui Gu (Tang) - "Question on the South Village of the Capital City"
? The winds are blowing away the crimson color, and the leaves are full of shade - Du Mu (Tang) - "Sighing at the Flowers"
? In the evening of spring, the green fields are beautiful, and the high rocks are filled with white clouds - Xie Lingyun (North and South Dynasties) - "Entering the Mouth of Lake Pengli"
? The rain on the streets of heaven is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass is not visible from afar - Han Yu (Tang Dynasty) - Early Spring Presenting to Zhang Shibaizi of the Water Ministry - One of the Songs
? The spring breeze and the spring rain are the flowers, and the water in the north and the south of the river pats the sky - Huang Tingjian (Song) - "Sending Ziyu in the rhyme of Jiyuanming (次元明韵寄子由)
? Jasper is made into a tree, and ten thousand threads are draped with green silk - He Zhizhang (Tang) - "Winging the Willow"
? The pond is green - Jiang Kui (Song Dynasty) - "Pale Yellow Willow"
? The snow is gone, the mountains are green, and the blossoms are clear in February - Ouyang Xiu (Song) - Song of Xie Facao at the West Lake on a Spring Day
? The Spring Day - Zhu Xi (Song) - "Spring Day"
3. Write a poem about the Spring Girl
The Spring Girl
By Ai Qing
The Spring Girl is here -
Do any of you know
how she came here?
I know!
I know!
She came from the south,
and arrived here a few days ago.
The good news,
was told to me by the swallows.
Have any of you seen,
what she looks like?
I know!
I know!
She was a little girl,
prettier than me,
with two watery eyes,
and a braid so long!
She was barefoot,
with her pants pulled up to her knees over her arms,
and a bold willow basket hanging.
She crossed the river
Walking slowly on the beach,
She sang softly with her head bowed,
And the sound was like the river flowing ......
Seeing her,
Whoever would be happy;
Hearing her sing,
Whoever is happy.
In her big willow basket,
it was filled with many things-
red flowers, green grass,
and golden seeds.
She hung the flowers on the trees,
and spread the grass on the ground;
she scattered the seeds in the fields,
and made them grow green seedlings.
She walked over the ridge of the fields,
and the cows tilted their heads to see,
and the young calves jumped,
and the big lambs baaed! ......
She came to the village,
And every house was glad,
And every orchard,
Opened its door to welcome;
And the pools,
Polished bright;
And when the spring girl passed,
She looked in the mirror. > And looked in the mirror.
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
And every bird says:
"My heart is so happy!"
All kinds of birds,
Singing all kinds of songs,
Every bird says:
"My heart is so happy!"
Only the ducks,
who couldn't fly or sing,
stood dumbfounded,
flapping their wings and laughing ......
They said, "Miss Spring,
we've been waiting for you for a long time!
It's good that you're here!
We don't know how to sing, hahaha ......"
4. Poems describing spring
The rain hit the pear blossom and closed the door y, forgetting the youth, and mistaking the youth. --Tang Yin, "One Cut Plum - Rain Beats Pear Blossoms and Closes the Door Deeply"
The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in spring. --Qin Guan, "Eight Six Sons - Leaning on the Dangerous Pavilion"
The apricot blossoms are wetting the clothes, and the willow wind is not blowing on the face. --Su Shi, "Spring Night - A Moment of Spring Night is Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold"
The red crispy hands, the yellow corded wine, the spring color of the city full of willows on the palace wall. --Lu You, "The Hairpin Phoenix - The Red Crispy Hands"
The small building listens to the spring rain one night, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the morning. --Lu You, "The First Rain of Spring in Lin'an"
The river is blue and the birds are white, the mountains are green and the flowers are on fire. --Du Fu's "Two Absolutes"
5. What is the spring girl to write a poem
The spring girl by: Ai youth girl is here -- who knows, how she came to be? I know! I know! She is from the south, she came here a few days ago, this good news, the swallows told me.
Who has seen what she looks like? I know! I know! She is a little girl, more beautiful than me, two eyes watery, a braid so long! Her feet were bare, her pants were pulled up to her knees, and on her arm hung a bold willow basket. She crossed the river, and walked slowly on the beach, and she sang softly with her head down, and the sound was like the river flowing ...... Seeing her, anyone would be happy; hearing her sing, anyone would be happy.
In her big willow basket, filled with many things - red flowers, green grass, and golden seeds. She hung the flowers on the trees, and spread the grass on the ground; she scattered the seeds in the fields, and made them grow green.
As she passed over the fields, the cows looked up, the calves jumped, and the lambs bleated ...... She came to the village, and every house was glad, and every orchard opened its door to welcome her; and the pools were polished; and when she went by, she looked in the mirror. All kinds of birds sing all kinds of songs, And every bird says, "I'm so happy in my heart!" All kinds of birds sing all kinds of songs, and every bird says, "I'm so happy inside!" Only the ducks, who can't fly or sing, stood frozen, flapping their wings and laughing ...... They said, "Miss Spring, we've been waiting for you for a long time! It's good that you're here! We can't sing, hahaha ......."
6. Poetry about spring
Spring Dawn Wei Yingwu "Chuzhou West Stream" alone pity for the grass growing by the side of the stream, on the yellow oriole deep tree singing.
The spring tide with the rain comes in the evening, no one in the wild boat crosses the river from the boat. The "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling" Song & gt; Xin Qiji thatched eaves low small, green grass on the stream. Drunken Wu Yin is good, white-haired old woman? The first child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream, and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop.
The best thing about this is that the little ones are so helpless that they can't even peel the lotus seedpods at the end of the stream. The first time I saw it, I was so happy to see it.
I've been looking at the water flowing eastward with a lowered brow, and I've been looking up at the sky to see the geese flying southward. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
The spring breeze blows the heart drunk, the same as the spring breeze. Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran) Spring sleep does not realize the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds. The sound of wind and rain in the night, the flower falls to know how much Wing willow (He Zhizhang) jasper makeup into a tree high, ten thousand hanging down the green silk sash. I don't know who cuts the leaves, but the spring breeze is like scissors. Spring Night Rain (Du Fu) Good rain knows the time and season, when spring comes, it happens. The winds are in the night, and things are silently moisturized. The path is dark with clouds, the riverboat is bright with fire. When the dawn comes, the flowers are heavy in Jin Guan Cheng. Bird Song Stream (Wang Wei) The osmanthus blossoms fall at leisure, the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moonrise startles the birds, and they sing in the spring stream. Qingming (Du Mu) The rain falls one after another during the Qingming Festival, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. The shepherd boy points to the apricot blossom village. Peach Blossoms at Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi) The peach blossoms are in full bloom in April. The peach blossoms are blooming in the mountain temples. I always hate to find no place to return to in the spring, but I don't know where to go. Late Spring (Han Yu) The grass and trees know that spring will not return soon, and there are a hundred flowers and violets competing with each other. There is no talent in poplar flowers and elm pods, but snow flies in the sky. Early Spring (Han Yu) A light drizzle on the sky is as moist as crispy, and the color of grass is not visible from afar. It is the most favorable spring in the year, and it is the best time to see the willow and smoke all over the capital. Spring Singing (Wu Yuanheng) The willows are shady and the rain is fine and clear, and the warblers can be seen when the flowers have fallen. The spring breeze blows the dream of my hometown all night long. The Peach Blossom in the Face of a Man is Red. I don't know where the peach blossoms have gone, but the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. The late sun and the mountains are beautiful, the spring breeze is fragrant. The mud melts and the swallows fly, the sand is warm and the mandarin ducks sleep. The Flowers of the Yellow Lady's House are full of flowers, a thousand of them are on the lower branches. The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
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Spring, is the season of recovery of all things, a hundred flowers bloom. Spring is the season of warmth. Spring is the best season. Spring makes the earth new, spring to the school full of spring color, spring gives us joy and hope, urging us to rise. With the arrival of spring, the earth is completely green, from the instrument to the heart are new, the whole spring is covered with green. Willow tree stretching open the branches of the yellow-green leaves, in the slight spring breeze gently flick, like a group of nymphs dressed in green in the dance.
Sandwiched in the middle of the willow tree, the peach tree also bloomed bright flowers, green willow, red flowers, really beautiful! Every spring, the red as fire kapok, pink as summer peony flowers, white as jade moonflower competing to open. Some of them are full of buds, some of them are in bud, and some of them are in full bloom.
A burst of refreshing fragrance of flowers attracted many small bees, buzzing song and dance. The buds of the cedar tree branches have been quite fat, tender, reflecting the sky shiny, you say spring will be far away? The colors of spring are really colorful, the sun is red, the sky is blue, the treetops are tender green, spring flowers are delicate yellow ...... No wonder poets love to sing about spring, painters love to depict the spring, because spring is the fusion of all the world's beauty, all the colors of the General Assembly.
I am very strange, this colorful color why will not coincidentally choose the spring to come to the earth?