Complete Poems in Praise of Willow

1. Complete collection of poems about willow

Complete Poems of Willow 1. An ancient poem about trees: "Willow"

Ancient poems describing willows

1, "Singing Willow"

Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

2. "Green Gate Willow"

Tang Bai Juyi

A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.

3. Chang 'an Liu Xin

light

At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are new.

The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.

The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.

I want to break one and go back to this morning.

4. "Seeing New Willow in Linchuan"

Tangcui road

I haven't seen Jiangtou for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is near the bridge.

The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.

The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.

The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.

5. Liu

Tangcui road

When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water.

If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.

Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.

My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.

2. Are there any poems about willows?

Willow poems

Willow belongs to the family Salicaceae, with a wide variety, and there are more than 3,000 known species all over the world. There are more than 50 kinds of willows in China, especially weeping willows, river willows, dry willows, willows, yellow willows and long-leaved willows. Since ancient times, our people have loved willow trees very much. With the help of lyric media, people express their feelings and write countless beautiful and moving poems.

The Book of Songs is the first collection of poems in ancient China, among which there are poems about willows. The poem says: "I have been there, and I cherish willow." With the help of catkins, this poem is filled with nostalgia. The famous poem of Chanting Willow is the poem of Chanting Willow by He, an ancient poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Jasper is as tall as a tree,

Ten thousand hanging green silk strips.

I don't know who planted the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In the poem, thin silk strips are used to compare wicker, and with the help of rich imagination, the poet sings charming spring in an ingenious way. Under the spring breeze, willows sprout and grow leaves. It was the spring breeze as thin as scissors that "cut" 10,000 green wickers and dressed the spring as full of green.

Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi describes in detail Liu Xin's dancing and charm in early spring. Poetry:

Unwilling to regain youth,

Seduce the spring breeze

White snow flowers are numerous and empty,

Green silk strips are too weak for warblers.

Han Yu, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, observed the shape of catkins very carefully. His catkin on the pond is a masterpiece;

There is no wind on the pool,

After Yang Huaqing, she flew alone.

To clean the fiber lens,

Wet but without a dome, you can't go back.

Here, poplars are catkins. In Pan Hu at sunset, catkins are all over the sky, poplars fall on the water, soak in the water, and never fly again. Through this detailed description, the poet embodies the interest of being intoxicated with the charming natural scenery.

Wu Rong, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem Huayang, which has another flavor:

Do not dispute prosperity, do not occupy red.

It's sunny and snowy.

Flowers grow and hate the wind,

Only Huayang loves the wind alone.

Poetry is an affirmation of Huayang. Although Yang Shuhua is not colorful, it has a personality that flowers don't have. It is not afraid of wind and rain, but it flies freely in the air like snowflakes with the wind, which is unique.

In the Qing Dynasty, Zhou Zhihui wrote a poem "Willow":

Every spring is miserable,

Fight for repeated sleep.

A trace of sadness goes with the wind,

It's raining hard.

Gudu wants to lead a wanderer,

Leave the pavilion with the traveler's whip.

Use the flute, it's late at night,

Look back at some trees and cigarettes.

Although the title of this poem is "Liu", it expresses the feelings of wanderers. The long wicker on the shore seems unwilling to swim, leading the departing ship. Willow is personified. At dusk, the wanderers on the boat often look back at the weeping willows by the river, as if to say goodbye to their loved ones.

In ancient China, there were more anecdotes related to willows. This is just an example. The story of Zuo, the general of the Western Expedition in the Qing Dynasty, and the ode poems of later generations are still widely sung in the northwest.

During the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, the Russian army occupied the territory of northern Xinjiang, and the court sent Zuo as a general to fight against the enemies from the west. Five years of Tongzhi (1866), Zuo Jun marched into Gansu, but what he saw along the way was "bare land like peeling, bald mountains thousands of miles away, and yellow sand flying." The order was issued on the left: "Wherever the great army passes, it must be greeted by planting trees, otherwise both the governor and the county magistrate will look up." Military orders are like mountains, and soon, wherever the army goes tomorrow, the trees will naturally be planted. Zuo led a great army all the way to northern Xinjiang. When I came back, it was already "thousands of miles away, catkin Nana" all the way. On the way to the triumph, Zuo saw some bark fall off and die. When I got off the bus on the left, I found a donkey tied under a tree and gnawing the skin of a willow tree. Zuo immediately flew into a rage, ordered the guards to take the donkey under the Drum Tower in Jiuquan City, and then beat the drums to give orders to summon soldiers, civilians and officials to listen to the training. Zuo stood on the Drum Tower, ordered the donkey to be beheaded in public, and announced that anyone who dared to destroy the willow tree would be punished as much as the donkey. People are so scared that no one dares to hurt another willow tree. A few years later, the willow became a shade. In order to commemorate the contribution of General Zuo in planting trees and loving willows, the local people named the willows planted by General Zuo during his Western Expedition "Zuo", and Yang Changjun, governor of Gansu Province, also wrote a well-known poem to praise this achievement. Poetry cloud:

The general has not returned from the Western Expedition,

Children of Xianghu Lake fill Tianshan Mountain.

Newly planted willows are 3,000 miles long,

Attract the spring breeze through Yumen.

Willow and willow poems are amazing.

3. Poems praising the willow.

Poem of the year old: Qing Author: Song of the Disabled in wuchang city, facing the flowers flying on his face.

In March, the spring water was too old, and the people of the Six Dynasties went silent. Everyone came to argue about who I ordered to be thin and blew the neighbor's son Xu.

I live at the end of the world and can't bear to see the canal. Dongmen Yang era: Pre-Qin Author: "The Book of Songs" Dongmen Yang, whose leaves are long and the stars are brilliant.

Dongmen Poplar, with lobar lung, fainted for a while, Xingming [1]. Year of Water Rhyme Ci: Song Author: Su Shi Style: Ci is like a flower, but not like a flower, and no one repents and teaches himself.

Throwing it on the side of the road seems heartless, but it is full of affection. My heart hurts, my eyes are sleepy, and I want to open and close.

Dreams follow the wind in Wan Li, seeking lang and chasing warblers. I don't hate this flower flying away. I hate the West Garden, which is difficult to compose.

Where are the traces of falling flowers after the rain in the morning? Drift into the pool and become a pool of duckweed. If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water.

Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear. Five gentlemen live at the foot of a lonely mountain and smoke at night.

Yuanmen is horizontal and green, and the garden is surrounded by weeping willows. Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yun, Xiping, Chichunchi, is deep and wide, and he will return alone.

Lush green leaves close and weeping willows sweep away. On a sunny day, Shang Liu boarded the Suoguo Temple, and everyone was watching their home in the spring breeze.

Jiao Ran's play shows that the monks in Xue Yishan have made further progress. Where to sell Xing Jun, poplars in the spring breeze.

Juck Zhang's sentence "It's cold in the forest, orange in the evening, weeping in the wind" Yang Liu Yuxi's miscellaneous songs. In Yang Liuzhi Jingu Garden, orioles are flying and bronze camels are flying in the wind. In the east of the city, peaches and plums are exhausted in an instant, and a hundred schools of thought contend like weeping willows. Yang Liuzhi brocade machine Bian Ying talked frequently, stopped crying and remembered people.

Simon is still bleak in March, even though weeping willows don't feel spring, Zhang Jingzhong's sideline words are old and late, and weeping willows don't hang in February. That is, today's "Ice on the River" is the title of Wang Wei's "When Flowers Fall in Chang 'an". The rock is poor, the rock is near the spring, and there are weeping willows to brush the mirror.

If the spring breeze doesn't understand, why do the flowers fall? The East and the West planted Liu Tang Bai Juyi and Liu Shui for wildness.

Spring comes to hold an axe, cut it, and tree it. The length is different, and the height is appropriate.

Dry burying on the shore and inserting twigs in the stream. Pine and cypress can't wait, but it's hard to move.

It is better to plant this kind of tree, which is easy to flourish. It's never too late to live without roots.

I haven't left this county for three years, so I can see Yiyi. Rest by the water and think for yourself.

Wealth is not hope, fame must wait. What do you want if you don't plant willows? Bai Juyi, a tree in Qingmen Liutang, was heartbroken and once fell into the hatred of several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. Suzhou Liutang Baijuyi Jingu Garden is yellow and graceful, and Qujiang Pavilion is swaying.

Old people parade everywhere, unlike Suzhou, where there are the most willows. Floccules on baldness touch your face, leaving you helpless in spring.

At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.

The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.

In May, the roots of Liu Tang and Cuihu by the water are elegant and the shadows are shallow. Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer.

The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered. Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew.

A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised. Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring.

When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.

Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.

Cui Zhang in Liu Xin Tang Dynasty is ruthless and soft, and spring comes to urge him, as if he can't stand the wind and lean on the ancient platform. What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.

On the levee, Liu Tang and Dai Shulun weaved farewell to Spring. Pedestrians climb high, when my concubine heartbroken.

It is endowed with Changting Willow and Dai Shulun Willow in the Tang Dynasty. The rain grinds the gold thread thin and the smoke soft.

Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. Give more and take more, and you will get late autumn.

The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance? Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.

Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.

Du Mu, the only willow in the Tang Dynasty, contains willow with smoke and blows the ground for a long time. The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.

Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring. Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.

Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy. The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.

A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust. More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.

From Du Xunhe's "Fishing Gully Flowing Pond Method" to Yugou Spring, the color of willow beside the ditch is new. The cage passed through the forbidden water and gently blew to North Korea.

The sun is near, the sun is early, and the sky is low. Gu Ying's habitat is unstable, so it is difficult for maids to draw.

Chu shook the waves in the air, and the Sui dike darkened the dust. How to get to the imperial city, you must first cover the golden dragon.

Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.

Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.

A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children hurt her waist. But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.

Tang Gu Yun's two poems about Liu Yong are full of dew and smoke, yellow, green and white. There is no wind floating in the long beach, and the wide stranger begins to pity the sun.

Draw a feast and steal a dance, and learn to frown in the dressing cabinet. Stay in the pavilion, don't let go of the spring dusk, and fold a thousand branches.

Idle flowers and weeds are always innovative, and their eyebrows are wrinkled and their stems are uneven. Begging for the strength of the east wind will not waste a spring.

Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds. Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist.

At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was pouring, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned. If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine.

Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant. In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away.

Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people. Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.

He Biyu in the Tang Dynasty, dressed as a tree, hung with ten thousand green silks. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Yugou New Willow Tangjia Yu Ling Yuanyang River Jujube, Zhanggou New Willow Color. This is the most recent day in Tuogen, and Buye ushered in spring.

Beauty is green, and the shade is clear to cover people. Light clouds are oblique, and many drops of dust are exposed.

It's a gift and I'm looking forward to it. If Wang Sun can get a reward, he will climb Chen Fang.

Fishing ditch in Tang Dynasty belongs to fishing ditch, and Liu Fang belongs to pedestrians. The emerald branches are full, and the tree is a new year.

Fear everything.

4. Lyric poems

Bai Juyi, a tree in Qingmen Liutang, was heartbroken and once fell into the hatred of several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.

The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.

I want to break one and go back to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at the bridge.

The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.

The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.

If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.

My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance?

Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.

It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.

The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.

More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky.

You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.

How to climb, bosom friend and poetry. A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children hurt her waist.

But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds.

Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was pouring, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned.

If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.

In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away. Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people.

Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. He Biyu in the Tang Dynasty, dressed as a tree, hung with ten thousand green silks.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen.

Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.

How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a small and graceful garden, which was graceful to the east of Quchi.

The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground. Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.

Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty. By the time of Liu Tang, the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei described by Li Shangyin began to disappear.

Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.

If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. During the Liu Tang period, Li Shangyin danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.

How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands.

Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.

Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal. A cluster of blue smoke locks the Luoyinyu Building in Liutang, with half-hanging columns and half-hanging ditches.

There will be more new articles next year, and the spring breeze has not stopped. Liu You is a gift given by you in ancient times, and has been reborn many times.

Five plants lean on the deep Ming house, and thousands of trees hang low in Taiwei camp. There is smoke and jade in the water, and the sound of warblers leaves rain.

Emperor Yangdi's bank was reluctant to leave, which made the song at that time blow. During the Liu Tang period, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and the dust low, and Baqiao climbed a product.

Thought is a heartless tree. You don't know how to welcome people but give them away. Wu Rong, a poet in Liu Tang, is a land of singing, and does not teach flowers as a medium.

Fine response and rain break, light only love wind shear. It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't build a bronze sparrow terrace.

There are thousands of trees in Baling, and they don't leave at dusk. Liu Huan's lonely gold bars are slightly coquettish, and they report to the Spring Festival first every year.

Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery instead of chasing flowers in the evening. Birds make cicadas look disappointed, and smoke dances and shakes water.

After five famous Taoists, I saw that the glory of species is rare. In the Tang Dynasty, Feng Xue, a delicate plant, was frightened by the wind and injured itself, and her thoughts were melodious at dusk.

I once wandered with Zimo, and dared to caress Zhu Lan to argue with her. Flying, flapping like ice and snow.

Mo Ling's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang curtains to the painting hall. Ting Liu Tang Yao is a willow branch, when the porch is mixed, it hangs.

Yin is always * * * dense, and each article is appropriate. Because attachment seems to be permanent, knotting will be more painful.

Love this beautiful spring, the autumn wind does not blow. Liu Tang, Zhang Xu, the smoky land, and the buildings on the edge of the city are full of spring thoughts.

Please take a closer look at the romantic feeling, without reducing the spirit and time in the temple. Liutang Zhenggu Half Smoke and Half Rain River Bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.

You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.

5. Poems describing willow trees in spring

willow

(He Zhangzhi)

Jasper (3) make up (3) grow into a tree (3) be tall,

Green silk tapestry (5).

I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

To annotate ...

(1) Willow: willow, deciduous tree or shrub, with long and narrow leaves and many kinds. This poem describes weeping willows.

⑵ Jasper: Bright green jade. Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring.

(3) make-up: decorate and dress up.

(4) a tree: full of trees. One, full, full. In China's classical poems and articles, the use of quantifiers does not necessarily mean exact numbers. The "ten thousand" in the next sentence is of great significance.

Tapestry: a rope made of silk. Silk tapestry: Describe a wicker like a ribbon.

[6] Cutting: cutting, using a knife or scissors to divide a flaky object into several parts.

(7) February: February in the lunar calendar is the mid-spring season.

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Willow is dressed as jasper like a beautiful woman, and thousands of wickers are like her green ribbon. Do you know who cut the delicate willow leaves? It was the spring breeze in February like scissors!

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This is an object-chanting poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising willow trees.

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The first three sentences of this poem are all about willows. The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty. The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves. The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions. "I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer. This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting out these delicate willow leaves can certainly cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants. It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.

6. What are the poems about trees?

Hello, the ancient poem about trees is:

willow

Tangzhenggu

Half a smoke and half a rain river bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.

You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.

Maoliu

Tang Bai Juyi

A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.

willow

Tang hanhe

The wind and rain are not self-sustaining, and the whole body is unable to hang down to people.

Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.

Liu jueju

Dondum

A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.