A poem about a picnic in spring

1. Ask for a poem about going for a picnic

What you saw on the picnic road

Good scenery on the picnic road,

All the way to the river.

The cauliflower in Yuan Ye is turning yellow,

The bees are busy picking flowers.

Spring scenery in the countryside

When the spring comes back, the earth is dressed up,

The countryside in Shan Ye is as green as mulberry.

The ripples in the river pond are full of waves, and

Hundreds of herbs and wild flowers are fragrant.

What I saw during my spring outing

The river bends and bends along the way, and

The rolling river passes under the bridge.

the mountains and rivers show that winter has gone,

birds are singing, flowers are fragrant and fish are happy.

Spring

The earth is green and spring is coming,

The weeping willows reflect in the stream.

Let a hundred flowers blossom to see who is gorgeous.

Birds in the forest cry loudly.

Spring outing

Three hundred students go for an outing,

Rape is golden and wheat is green.

The roadside is full of beautiful scenery,

The springs in the deep mountains are clear and clear.

what you can see in spring

Yaner crows that spring is coming, and

Willow buds and flowers smile.

The fields are green and the waves are green,

Children play with pottery and pottery. 2. Ancient poems I want to find poems about long summer's picnic in the countryside, which can be

picnicking under a tree with apes and vines

Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli

There is no land next to it, and the forest opens one day after another.

Danfeng is a tree far away, and its yellow leaves are dark.

moss and silver grab the stove, while reed and jade cover the carpet.

Joining the army and begging for mountains and rivers.

Picnic on White Sands

Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli

Half a day, I went to the bottom of the mountain to paint the road, and I wanted to cook without a shop or beads.

Xuanjiang supported the tripod with white stone, but showed green oil as a wild house.

when you look at the flat fields, all the fields are fertile, and only withered reeds and cold reeds are born.

what's wrong with sleeping in the wind? Jade and Qionglou belong to the canal.

Wild Prosperity

Age: Song Author: Lu You

The library is fickle, and it is not easy to travel lightly.

if you get lost, ask the farmer and make the transition to a fishing boat.

wild rice cooks jade, and village mash spills oil.

there's nothing wrong with returning home, so you can send it everywhere.

Yexing at the end of summer

Year: Song Author: Lu You

The clouds in Mo Mo Chuan are closed again, and God tries to hold hands in autumn.

there are small cities and forests, and it's misty and rainy outside.

earthy rice is fragrant for the evening salary, and the word "curtain" sells new grains.

Return to the boat and chase the light gulls by yourself, and there is no need to rush them to death.

in my lodge at wang chuan after a long rain

Wang Wei

the woods have stored the rain, and slow comes the smoke, steamed quinoa to cook millet.

over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret, and mango-birds are singing in the full summer trees.

I have learned to watch in peace the mountain morning glories, to eat split dewy sunflower-seeds under a bough of pine.

to yield the post of honour to any boor at all, why should I frighten sea gulls, even with a thought?.

rocks

Han Yu

rough were the mountain-stones, and the path very narrow, and when I reached the temple, bats were in the dusk.

I climbed to the hall, sat on the steps, and drank the rain-washed air, among the round gardenia-pods and huge bananaleaves.

on the old wall, said the priest, were Buddhas finely painted, and he brought a light and showed me, and I called them wonderful.

he spread the bed, dusted the mats, and made my supper ready, and, though the food was coarse, it satisfied my hunger.

at midnight, while I lay there not hearing even an insect, the mountain moon with her pure light entered my door.

at dawn I left the mountain and, alone, lost my way, in and out, up and down, while a heavy mist.

made brook and mountain green and purple, brightening everything, I am passing sometimes pines and oaks, which ten men could not girdle.

When the stream treads on the rocks barefoot, its ripples purify my ear, while a soft wind blows my garments.

these are the things which, in themselves, make life happy, do you have to be a man?

o chosen pupils, far behind me in my own country, what if I spent my old age here and never went back home?. 3. What are the poems describing "outing"?

The poems describing "outing" are:

1. a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

2. mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: "at heron lodge")

3. once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, a small view of the mountains. (.

5. The West Lake Mountain in Linmao is crowded with tourists.

6. don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly?

The full text and translation of the sixth sentence:

Dingfengbo/Dingfengbo March 7th

Author Su Shi Dynasty Song

On March 7th, it was raining in Shahu Road. The rain gear went first, and my peers were all in a mess, so I didn't feel it alone. It has cleared up, so pretend this.

don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo poles and straw sandals are more nimble than riding, what is the terrible thing? A raincoat of coir raincoat, let the wind and rain, still live my life.

The chilly spring breeze wakes me up, and it's slightly cold, but the hills are slanting to greet me. Looking back at the bleak place, there is no rain or shine.

Translation: On March 7th, it caught up with rain on Shahu Road, and the servant with rain gear left earlier. Everyone in the same company felt very embarrassed, except me. After a while, it cleared up, so I made this word.

don't pay attention to the sound of rain beating through the forest and leaves. You might as well walk leisurely while chanting and whistling. Bamboo sticks and sandals are more agile than riding a horse. What's to be afraid of? I'll live my whole life in hemp fiber regardless of the wind and rain.

The spring breeze is slightly cool, which wakes me up. At the beginning of the chill, the setting sun in Chu Qing on the hill welcomes me at the right time. Looking back at the place where I came across the storm, go back. For me, it doesn't matter whether it is stormy or sunny. 4. composition about the picnic in spring

Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, May 7 is coming, and the day of the picnic is here.

The whole class was so happy that the teacher squinted with laughter. The boys cheered, the girls clapped their hands, and the teacher's smiling face became more and more brilliant.

By the platform and under the blackboard, there are bundles and bags of firewood. There are all kinds of small things in the students' drawers: rice, oil, salt, beans ...

Boys and girls, you won't let me, and I won't let you, and they all bring a lot of delicious things. Some bring drinks, some bring sauced ducks, and some bring popcorn. The classroom smells delicious. The students were so excited that they stayed up all noon, just waiting for the bell to ring in the afternoon. Finally, the teacher took us, and we went downstairs with big bags and small bags. Red bags, blue bags, yellow bags and green bags, like colorful pigments, dye the students' happy mood with bright colors.

It seems simple to build a stove, take a pot, wash rice and wash vegetables, but it takes us students a lot of effort. This is especially true for the next fire.

The fire was "borrowed" from another group by He Jiayao in the group. It's easy to light a fire, but it's difficult to make the fire burn brightly and for a long time in the kitchen. Yin Jiafei's classmates are strong, so she "fanned the flames" in front of the stove. A burst of thick smoke made us cry. Although we were not as "totally ashamed" as Zhou Ye in other groups, we also coughed incessantly.

cooking is the worst thing. Due to lack of experience, the stoves in each group were not flat enough, and the places where the pots were placed were different in size, which could not completely match the bottom of the pot. At that time, some of the six cauldrons were placed askew on the stove, and some rolled down from the stove, making a "bang" sound. Interestingly, I don't know that the class's exquisite buildings, He Jiayao and Xie Linli are all in the group, and the cooking process in our group is unexpectedly calm. Everyone waited patiently for the meal to be cooked. As the team leader, I took out the lunch box and distributed the cold cucumber inside to other team members.

after about twenty or thirty minutes, the meal in the group was finally cooked. Xu Xian scooped a small spoon with a spoon and tasted it. It felt good, so everyone put out the fire together and put the pot down by the stove with a prepared wet towel.

ten team members immediately took out lunch boxes and tableware to eat. The teacher also came with a lunch box, and filled a big spoon of rice from the pot. After tasting it carefully, he said, "This rice tastes very good and is the best group. It's just a little light, and the accessories are less. " What about light? As long as it is the result of our own efforts, even if it is difficult to swallow, we will still eat happily.

A picnic is a hot stove fire, which burns brightly, making the small stove red, and our hearts are as warm as fire.

A picnic is delicious wild rice, which is not as delicious and nutritious as shark's fin with abalone sauce, but it has a simple natural flavor in its light taste.

picnics are students who are smiling, holding lunch boxes, with little sweat on their noses and sleeves rolled up high, and their brow is filled with the unique youth and vitality of teenagers.

I wrote it myself! 5. What are the poems describing "summer outing village garden"

The poems describing "summer outing village garden" are:

1. The bright moon surprises the magpies, and the breeze chirps in the middle of the night. The cool night breeze seemed to spread to the distant cicada. Author: Xin Qiji's

2. Seven or eight stars are out of the sky, and it rains before the mountains at two or three o'clock. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the head of the stream. Author: Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon Walking in the Yellow Sand Road at Night"

3. Jiang Gao is tired of tourists. Those who are pregnant at dusk. Yang Lu floats in the mountains. Disappointed to the sun. Author: Xie Tiao

4. Bow your head for a long time and stand up to the rose. Love is like Lingling incense. He Shibi Chicken Sun Chu Shi, Shrike went east to fly to Yanxi. Author: Xue Tao's

2 Poems about Seeing Sun Chu Shi on a Spring Outing

5. Bamboo shakes the shadows to cover the secluded windows, and birds make noise at sunset every two days. Xie Qihai Begonia flies out of flocks, and the weather is getting longer and longer. Author: Song Zhu Shuzhen's

6. Red and purple have become dust in succession, and summer is new in the sound of cuckoo. Sang Ma can't stop traveling. I realized that I was a Taiping person. Author: Song Luyou's quatrains in early summer. 6. Poems describing outing

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1. a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue)

2. mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan: at heron lodge)

3. once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see. And spring comes green again to trees and grasses. (Du Fu: A Dream of Spring)

5. there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice. (Wang Wei: Luchai)

6. the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. (Li Bai: Guan Shanyue })

7. Never tire of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) Book Jiangxi builds a mouth wall)

1. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I live in this mountain. (Su Shi: Topic Xilin Wall)

Water in the poem

1. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian) 7. What are the poems describing "summer outing village garden"

The poems describing "summer outing village garden" are as follows: 1. The bright moon surprises the magpies, and the breeze chirps in the middle of the night.

In the fragrance of rice, it is said that there is a good harvest, and you can hear frogs. Author: Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon Walking in the Yellow Sand Road at Night" 2, seven or eight stars beyond the sky, two or three points before the rain.

In the old days, at the edge of the forest, the road turned to the stream. Author: Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon in the Yellow Sand Road at Night" 3. Jiang Gao is tired of tourists.

those who go home at dusk. Yang Lu floats in the mountains.

melancholy is getting worse. Author: Xie Tiao's "Poem 2 on Cao's outing" 4. Bow your head and stand up to the rose for a long time, and love is like a fragrant scent.

He Shibi's chicken grandson Chu Shi, Shrike went east to fly to Yanxi. Author: Xue Tao's "Two Poems of Seeing Sun Chu Shi on a Spring Outing" 5. Bamboo shakes the shadows to cover the secluded windows, and birds make noise at sunset every two days. Xie Que Haitang flies all the flocks, and the weather is getting longer and longer. Author: Song Zhu Shuzhen's "Early Summer" 6. Red and purple have become dust in succession, and summer is new in the sound of cuckoo. I can't stop walking in Sang Ma, only to know that I am a Taiping person. Author: Song Luyou's "Early Summer is absolutely beautiful" 8. Let's talk about making friends circle

1. Today, the weather is excellent, and a happy family picnic is to bask in the sun on the beach after eating one in the east and one in the west.

2. Spring is coming. The weather is warm and there is a faint fragrance in the air. I want to have a picnic and have an outing with my good friends. 3, spring breeze, warm sun, green trees, food, all the elements of spring embrace together in the days of spring, at this time, you must make an appointment with three or two friends to have a picnic that will not bear the good spring! 4, find a pleasant place, it is most appropriate to have mountains and water, spread out the mat, put on seasonal fresh fruit food and water wine, rush to a cup of coffee, and make a noise in the spring.

5. It's a nice day for a picnic, and make an appointment with friends to find some little beauty in the plain. 6, spring picnic is a very pleasant thing, at the foot of the mountain, on the grass, singing and chatting.

7. Let's have a picnic with friends on a sunny afternoon. We have a serious life! 8. Let's have a picnic together, and it's finally arranged! It's still windy today, so it's gentle to think of you. 9. Feel the spring! Looking forward to the summer picnic.

1. The weather is not too good recently, and the mood is very beautiful. What to wear for a picnic in spring outing, of course, is a floral dress! 11. The temperature is rising, which is a good time for a picnic. Make an appointment with your little friends, take your little baby for a picnic and feel the nature! 12. The sky is blue and the sun is warm. Let's have a picnic. 13. You must wear a skirt for a picnic. The skirt is especially beautiful.

14, the sun is just right, leading Sanwa to carry big bags: food, drink and play, let the children feel the nature picnic and breathe fresh air. 15. I hope I can have another picnic with my sisters in the green season.

16. When I went out for a spring outing with my sisters, I found that all the young sisters were having a picnic, which made me envious. 17. Today is a day when I don't need a picture, and it is also a day when I try to get up early for a picnic.

18. Occasional scenery is far more surprising than waiting. Have a picnic with your family in the sunny pine forest on Family Day. 19. It's also a happy day! Simple Aauto Quicker picnic downstairs! The first picnic held by Qi Xin together was worth it.