1． When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn""

2. Who says that the heart of an inch of grass will repay three spring rays. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")

3. Red beans grow in the southern country, and spring comes How many branches should I send? (Wang Wei: "Acacia")

4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain")

5. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. (Bai Juyi: (Fu Deguyuancao bids farewell))

6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")

7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope})

8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai))

9. I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to Willows")

10. Spring scenery The garden can't be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall (Ye Shaoweng: "It's not worth visiting the garden")

A poem about spring

Appreciating the spring breeze

Spring breeze. Caressing the cheeks,

Peach and willow praise the beauty of spring.

Reciting spring poems indoors,

Spring Festival brings a little more joy.

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The solemn tidbits are late,

The feathers are red and light

The day is long, the male bird is,

spring. The first two sentences describe the red flowers and the plain catkins. The last two sentences describe the daylight getting longer. The spring scenery is pale and far away. No one comes and goes, only the Chaimen.

Spring Snow

Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

There is no youth in the new year,

I was surprised to see grass buds in early February.

Bai Xue dislikes the late spring, so she flies through the trees in the garden to make flying flowers

In two sentences, Bai Xue can't wait for spring to come, so she has already made flying flowers through the trees to decorate the scene of early spring.

In early spring, Zhang Shiba of the Water Department was outside

Tang Hanyu

The light rain on Tianjie was as moist as crisp,

The grass looked distant but not close.

The best thing about spring is that it is full of smoke and willows.

Tianjie: The streets in the capital look green from a distance; the spring grass is starting to grow and is slightly exposed. The thin buds look like a piece of fresh green from a distance, but they don't seem to be seen up close.

Spring Outing Song

Tang Wangya

Ten thousand trees. The apricots by the river are newly blooming in the night wind

The garden is full of dark and light colors,

illuminating in the green waves

The night wind: A night of spring breeze.

"Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"

Zhang Ruoxu

The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises on the sea.

The waves are flowing thousands of miles away, but there is no moon in the spring river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes.

I don’t notice the frost in the sky. Flying, the white sand on the terrace is invisible.

There is no trace of dust in the sky, and there is a lonely moon in the bright sky.

Who first sees the moon on the river?

Life has been endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only the same every year.

I don’t know who the river and the moon are waiting for, but I can see the flowing water of the Yangtze River passing by slowly. There is so much sorrow in Pushang.

Who is missing the moon tonight?

The moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be reflected on the mirror.

The jade curtain cannot be rolled away, and the brush on the anvil of clothes is returned.

At this time, we look at each other and cannot hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.

The flying geese will shine on you. If you don’t save it, it will be like a fish and a dragon diving into the water.

Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.

The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless.

I don’t know how many people will return by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.

Li Shangyin's sentence: The geese from Luzhou announce the arrival of spring.

Liu Xuxu's sentence: Returning to a dream is like spring water, wandering around my hometown.

Sikong Tu’s sentence: Leave your makeup on in the evening to pay homage to the moon, and sleep in the spring for a more fragrant night.

Liu Yuan's sentence: The spring breeze brings plum blossoms and willows, and the southern branches bloom overnight.

Yu Xuanji Sentence Qi Mo Chun looks far away, Yao Hui Chun is prosperous.

Lingche's sentence The moon in the sea is in the remaining night, and Jiang Chun is entering his twilight years.

Du Mu's Dream Sayings: Spring is not as good as autumn, and the feet and heads are all gone.

*** Qujiang Tourist Song Don’t leave the spring scenery, stay and watch it intoxicatingly.

*** Meng Shu’s Tao Fu Poem The New Year’s celebration is celebrated, and the festival is called Changchun.

Qian Liu No period song No period, no period, spring clothes are gone and winter clothes are gone.

Gu Kuang's sentence The clouds never return in the morning and evening in Wu Gorge, and the spring water in Dongting is full of clear skies.

Xiong Jiao's sentence: After waking up from a dream of being tired of listening to the singing of birds, I am swept away by the fall of flowers and the end of spring.

Meng Bin's sentence "The two relatives of the Shui Kingdom should visit the list, and the spring of Longmen will fall again in March."

Shen Bin's sentence The Qing Dynasty takes possession of the water of the Three Gorges in the middle of the moon, and the beauty steals the spring of ten continents beyond the clouds.

Xu Zhongya's poem: The mountains are covered with rain at dawn, and the grass tips are blown by the musk-scented wind in spring.

Xuanyou's sentence "Thirty Thousand Lotus Sutras", thirty springs, half a lifetime without touching the door of the courtyard.

Liu Zhaoyu’s sentence: The spring light embraces the jade palace, and the journey of thousands of miles begins. ("Giving People Away")

Cui Zhongrong's sentence Liang Yan is ruthlessly sleepy, and she is talking about this time. ("Spring Resentment")

Tian'e's sentence: There is no excitement when spring comes, but it is just sleep when autumn comes. ("Xianju")

Xu Zhong Sentence The spring rain has no high or low, and the flower branches are short or long. ("Spring Poems")

A divine verse: The crows sing at dawn in the east, and the grass shows in spring in the south lake. (See "Poetic Style")

Xu Anzhen's sentence The raincoat is still wet at dusk, and the spring wind is sailing. ("Yunxi Friendship")

Liao Ning's sentence: The rice monk is a fern in Chunling Mountains, and the fish in the snow pond are sober. ("Gift to Shi Xubai")

Sun Guangxian's sentence: Cooking mussels in the morning kitchen, and planting flowers in the spring. ("He Nanyue Poetry")

Zheng Guangye's Jizhongbiao Examination Case is a newly painted case, which is as white as silver. Entering the test and leaving the test, there will be eternal spring.

Du Fu Quote: The little peach knows the guest's wishes and begins to bloom at the end of spring. (See "Hebi Shi Lei")

Yang Ningshi's sentence It has been the spring of the third century now. ("Luoyang", also see "Jiwen")

Qi Ji's sentence: Visitors visit the temple in spring, and the flowers fall on the closed monks. (See "Poetry of the Western Qing Dynasty")

Wang Ji's Two Questions and Answers on Chungui When asked about Chungui, the peaches and plums are blooming. Time is full everywhere, nothing can be done without flowers.

Wang Ji's Two Questions and Answers on Chun Gui Chun Gui Answers, Chunhua can last for a long time. When the wind and frost fall, do you know whether Duxiujun is there?

Cui Qing, the Young Master of Jianhe, went to court in the morning with light snow. The spring snow in Penglai was still lingering at dawn, and flowers were placed on the ground to surround hundreds of officials. Already beside the auspicious luan, he is in the corner of the palace, and he wears auspicious grass into the robe. There is not much white jade in front of the steps, but it is gradually green and dry on the pine leaves. The pink-painted Nanshan ridges come out, and half of them can be seen through the clouds in the early sunshine.

Wang Jian Looking west from the five gates in spring, Hundreds of officials look down from the five gates to the west. The dust rises and the spring breeze passes over the jade embankment. The horse is presented with a yellow pajama and a saddle, and a cock is brought back with a red collar. The pine branches of the pavilion protrude from the wall, and the wicker branches are as long as the water. Only the grass in the south of Jiaofang is green, and the ancient moss is cold and desolate.

Wang Jian is suffering from illness in early spring. Every day, the spring breeze rises from the bottom of the stairs and does not blow the light on the cold plants. The teacher taught him a robe in crimson, and his wife Xu wore a green dress to serve her sick husband. I admire the family's many talents and pray for Taoist priests to have magical talismans. Who can I ask for the methods of the world? I still look at the medicinal herb diagram while I’m lying down.

Liu Shang's Eighteen Patterns of Hujia·The Sixth Pattern It's strange that spring doesn't come for a long time, and the Hujia is windy and has no flowers or willows. Who would have known that the world would be turned upside down, and now we are looking south towards the Beidou. His name and information are unknown, and he keeps silent all day long. Right and wrong are determined by pointing the finger, and words cannot convey feelings as well as hands.

Liu Shang Hujia Eighteen Pai·Eighteenth Pai Returning to my hometown to see my relatives, the countryside is half barren and the spring grass is green. The bright candles are rekindled to simmer the ashes, and the cold spring washes away the mud and jade. It is good etiquette to hold a scarf and a turban, and it is enough to make life or death as soon as you touch the silk tung tree. I have been in and out of Guanshan for twelve years, and my sorrow is all in Hu Jiaqu.

Zhuwan, living in Pingling, encountered cold food again. I cried on the river several times because of the poor road, and sighed every time I encountered a good time. Huo Sui knows that he has changed his temper again, but he is still the same as his old friend when he is discouraged. Don't listen to the sad cries of yellow birds, for there are flowers blooming among the long-term guests. The poor and sick should have nothing to do, but they should embrace the spring breeze.

Bao Fang accompanied Fan Zhongcheng of Xuanzhou...Fan Shiyu's faxed banquet at Dongfeng Pavilion (a poem by Bao Rong). The spring breeze bloomed early plum blossoms, and the brothers of the Xie family came to look at the flowers. Wu Ji sings a thousand songs about wine, while Qin Nu makes people drink hundreds of cups. The silk willows are gently turning to the sky, and the jade mountain is looking back day by day. The light is easy to go but the joy is hard to come by. Don’t be tired of coming to this stage again and again.

Yu Hu, Gongzi Xing, was a young man who paid homage to Da Changqiu at the beginning of the year. Half drunk, he lowered his whip and met the princes. Immediately hold a chicken to fight in three cities, and carry a sword in your sleeve to travel to the Five Tombs. Jade flutes and gold pipes welcome people back to the hospital, and people with brocade sleeves and red makeup come upstairs. I even bought a new house to the west of the courtyard, and the spring water flowed into my house.

Yu Hu traveled to Chang'an and stayed in Chang'an for a long time. Spring and autumn returned, and the five princes were always happy and the guests were always sad. The embroidered curtains and red hubs meet the flowers, and the brocade and silver curtains touch the rain. Where is the boy playing the jade flute, where is the parrot talking about the red building. Every year I just look at him as expensive, not as good as Nanshan Ren Baitou.

Yu Hu sent a message to a friend in the mountains after being drunk. Yesterday, the spring wine in the mountains was strong, and the wild people advised each other to take it easy. I recall only taking off my crown and sleeping on fine grass. I don’t know who gave away the deep pine trees. They all forgot that they met Lian Du after being drunk, and saw Lu Gong when he returned unconscious. A close friend is still too drunk, but passers-by should be afraid of laughing.

Yu Hu sent the Tang Dynasty doctor Qianjie back to the mountain (a work of sending Tang Zhongcheng into Taoism). When he was old and successful, he begged to leave the army, and he crawled on the jade steps with double banners. The red gate is decorated with mandarin tiles as a fairy temple, and the white-collared fox fur comes out of the imperial city. The maids should stop combing their buns in official style, and the young boys should have their Taoist names changed. When I soak in the spring spring, I still dream of the sound of flutes and pipes in the red building.

Li Youqing It has been three years since we parted ways with my brother Dugu Changzhou in the spring of last year... I would like to express my love for you. Recently, the frost has made the hair new again, and the grass has regained its spring when we parted. It's unbearable for flowers to bloom where they have fallen, and what's more, I am from the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River. The thin official is lazy and slow, so the mountains are sparse and the water is falling. Yuanjun loves me because I have few flaws, and is willing to send my kindness to my old age.

Luoque travels to Fucha Mountain Temple. Thirty years ago, this commoner came back with the sound of deer and tiger symbols in the west. When we were on our way, we passed by the former temple and saw old trees and fir trees everywhere. The old people in the wild compete to cover the official road to worship, and the sand gulls avoid the flying falcons. The spring breeze stays on the glazed ground, and the sound of the spring is soothing.

Wei Gao Tianchi Evening Flood When the rain comes, Tianchi has a lot of business, who sings the song of picking lotus among the flowers. The boat floats for ten miles with the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the mountains and rivers are green with the sound of singing. In the warm spring, fish throw their bodies into the water, while in the evening, the egret stands on the wave and its heart is full of jade. The buckle is returned to the moon at dusk, until it is deeper and there is no false candle.

Wu Yuanheng sent Judge Cui to Taiyuan to trouble you with your carriage and horses. I am a close relative of Liu Jun. The mountains and rivers of the two places are divided, and Beijing and Luo are in trouble for ten years. There are Hu Tianyue in Shengge, and Luo Qi will stay in Shu for a long time. The origin of the report to the Lord must be defeated, and the sword of thousands of miles is expected to be new.

Wu Yuanheng Nanxu Bieye is pregnant in early spring. How can he succeed in a troubled life? Self-love hides his name. Far away geese fly over in the sunset, and the remaining clouds bring rain across the spring city. The flower branches are still moist when entering the house, and the spring water invades the steps and makes a sound. I wasted my years without seeing each other, leaving my heart and cherishing the earth and caring about love.

Wu Yuanheng’s Banquet at Maha Pond The spring light is early on the Maha Pond, and I love water and flowers every day. Li Xue sings and the fan covers her head, and the green poplars dance in the wind. Things in Wutai will leave you with regrets in the past, and you will appreciate your talents when you are in danger. The days are short and the clear night is about to follow, and the moon is coming back in the Western Garden.

Wu Yuanheng lived in the suburbs of Zhusheren in the late spring. The depth did not allow him to live in it, and he spent his days sleeping leisurely and ignoring the worldly affairs. The spring water fills the pond, the new rain falls, and the fragrant breeze blows into the house, leaving flowers behind. My eyes follow the wild geese in the lush greenery, and my heart follows the clouds in the stream. Looking back at my close friend Qing Suotai, when did I recommend him to me?

Wu Yuanheng and Cui Fu sighed that spring things would be appreciated but they were not appreciated. When Yu Fang was restrained by things... he left gifts without any questions. The beauty of the nine roads was slanted, and the westward visit on the forbidden street was hidden and credited. The door is high and catkins are flying in the willow sky, and I am not at home chasing the idle clouds. Xuan Mianqiang came to pursue the world, but Qin Zun spent his years in vain. The setting sun leaves the east city alone, and the melancholy spring breeze leaves all the flowers.

Wu Yuanheng Autumn lanterns send history to the rain, close to Cui Ji. I sit and listen to the late leaks from the palace city, and start to look at the cold branches under the decaying leaves. The green grass in the empty courtyard forms parting thoughts, and the drizzle of yellow flowers brings thoughts to mind. The cricket has been frightened for a long time, and the dogwood reminds me of my old friend. Don't be afraid of being drunk when you meet each other. You don't know where spring and autumn come from.

Wu Yuanheng's spring inscription of Longmen Xiangshan Temple. In the Brahma Immortal Palace in the sky, there are only a few bells and chimes in the blue sky. The clear scenery suddenly opens over the pines and mountains, and the turbulent currents sound like the wind blowing from the stone towers. The mountains and rivers reflect the spring clouds outside, and the city gates are scattered among the lush trees. If you want to go out and search for what you can get, the three thousand worlds are infinite.

Quan Deyu's work on the rockery in the library of Lao Zuo, Wei Qingge, Fenghe Taifu. The spring mountain cactus is blooming with hundreds of flowers, and the nine-thorn waist gold has talents. Suddenly, he looked towards the courtyard to imitate Junji, as if he were seeing Zhao Hui from a cave. The small pines have reached the shape of a dry sky, and all the rocks have shrunk to the ground. The capital is now like a square outside, and beautiful songs are still being sent to Yuntai.

Quan Deyu and Wei Jianyi sent a letter of love to his brother from the Ministry of Water... and presented it to the old dean of the two provincial pavilions. Since then, the Si Mulong flag has been celebrated, and a Confucianism uniform has been decorated with Yaohua hairpins. Everyone wants to share the same treasures, and the family tradition is not full of gold. Protecting the clothes, the south palace is quiet at night, and the left tuck is deep when the grass is burning. Fortunately, the last shift was with us in both places. It was hard to reconcile our desires.

Quan Deyu Ancient Yuefu The scenery is full of flowers, and people are learning singing and dancing upstairs. He is twenty-eight years old and his son-in-law serves as a servant. His younger sister Chengen's brother is the master. The green window beads are embroidered with mandarin ducks, and the maids first burn incense. The orioles sing and the sun rises without knowing the dawn, and the dream of spring is long in the silence of the curtains.

Quan Deyu sent a message from Tonglu Rulanxi. The Dongnanjiang Road was well-known in the past, and I was melancholy in the depth of spring and walking alone. The clouds on the bride's mountain top are half gone, and the dawn is bright on the daughter's beach. There are two flying butterflies flying in front of the wind, and there are hundreds of warblers among the flowers. Where can I tell when my eyes are full and my heart is full of emotions? When I sleep, I scratch my head and feel overwhelmed with emotion.

Yang Shi'e presented to the Taichung lao friends after the imperial court in the spring. After retreating, the phoenix flies and vibrates the feather instrument, and the two towers in the sky are very different. The clouds are covered with colors and the spring breeze is blowing, and the sun is warm and fragrant, and the steps are moving day by day. There are jade trees caged with smoky birds and magpies, and stone canals with flowing water in the Phoenix Pond. At that time, the law enforcement in the Qing Dynasty was shameful and no one knew about it.

Yang Shi'e, a member of the imperial family in the capital, was engaged in sending poems about pear blossoms, which were as beautiful as Huiran's. The beaded execution platform was surrounded by cicadas, and the foreign man walked as tall as a god. Now that Chen Ci has seen the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, he is engaged in looking at Wei Guoxian from afar. The beautiful words are written with colorful pens, and the colorful spring water is greasy with fish paper. The fragrance of Dongshan must be appreciated together. I will tell you how many days the bag will be full.

Yang Shi'e's feelings from Junzhai are sent to relatives and friends in Chang'an. The spring is endless on a sunny day, and the wind blows every day when passing the Lajiang Tower. The fragrance of flowers on the Qiong tree bids farewell to old friends, and the color of orchids and wine remains the same as last year. I am chanting Ba Ge in the Bell Pavilion, looking back with awe-inspiring aura. I feel ashamed that my court clothes are still in my sack, and I should be a white-headed man when I return.

Yang Juyuan Chang'an Spring Tour Fengcheng Spring News Qujiangtou, it is a wonderful trip for guests every year. The sun is warm and the clouds are like a vast street, and the clear sky is like a silk tube on a high building. The color of green trees divides the Fairy Pavilion, and the fragrance of flowers spreads over the ditch. Guibi Zhumen's new residence, the Han family's favor asked Marquis Fou.

Yang Juyuan sent the letter to the deceased in the same year. At the highest peak of Qingming Purple Pavilion, the fairy opened the curtain to Fan Yanlong. The Five-Color Heavenly Book's lyrics are brilliant, and the Jiuhua Spring Palace's language is calm. The colorful hair should be dyed fine with furnace smoke, but the clear pendant should still contain the heavy jade. We were happy on the same day twenty years ago, how could we meet each other in Bixiao?