Grain Rain's Aesthetic Poems

No matter in school or in society, when it comes to poetry, everyone must be familiar with it. Poetry shows the art of language with strong sense of rhythm, wonderful rhythm, refined language, strange imagination and rich feelings. There are many types of poems. What kind of poems have you read? The following is my beautiful poem about Grain Rain. Welcome to read the collection.

Grain Rain.

Author: Zhu Yun Dynasty: Song Dynasty

The sky is in the forest and the dream is written on the eaves.

Knowing Grain Rain in the Ming Dynasty, there is no way to ban flowers.

Zhu Shi's technique is ingenious, but the smoke is faint.

The more you are locked in a poultry prison, the more I say to God.

Tea picking song

Author: Qianlong dynasty: Qing dynasty

I didn't like picking tea the day before yesterday, so I gave it to the official manager.

I like picking tea today. Wu Min lives a hard and natural life.

Yun Qi took the road near the postscript mountain, which was not prepared by officials.

There's nothing to avoid when picking tea. Men and women are really hard.

The tender pods and new buds are carefully selected, and Grain Rain is busy;

Before the rain, it was expensive, but after the rain, it was difficult for people to see Chen Ming.

The origin is expensive and sincere, but it is not expensive, so it is good for all ages to go;

We don't have enough clothes and food, and the Longzu Egg Cake is really tasteless.

heptasyllabic/seven-syllable regulated verse

Author: Zheng Banqiao Dynasty: Qing Dynasty

There is no wind, when it doesn't rain, the sun is shining, and bamboo is elegant and beautiful.

Favorite guests who are cool at night, a pot of new tea soaked in pineapple.

A few new bamboo trees and a few looming mountains.

It's just Tomb-Sweeping Day, even in Grain Rain, sitting there with a cup of fragrant teas.

Magnolia slowness

Author: Wang Yun Dynasty: Meta-genre: Ci

Dongcheng spring scenery, Grain Rain, peony period. Think of the fragrant buds of the day before yesterday, but they are blushing and rotten recently.

Liu Lang likes flowers very much. He made an appointment with Liu Bian and a crock and got drunk with Wu Ji. Small steps, low jade plate.

The spring breeze embroidered Luo Wei a hundred times. See Cai. I am very interested in chasing after Huan, lingering on the scene and looking back.

In mid-spring, there is a short pavilion, a glass of water, and the grass is inclined. It is unbearable for Wei Yao to return to the snow vertically and leave the branches.

The day after Grain Rain, another poem rhymed.

Author: Wang Yan Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Flowers are thicker than flowers, and the countryside flies slowly.

Spring in the pot is not old, and the short wall is covered with small white and light red.

Pingchou Cuilang Maiqiu is near, and the old farmer's intention is overwhelming.

Fortunately, we are full and have nothing to do, and we are looking for inheritance every day.

In my leisure time, I feel that spring is longer and the wine smells like ears.

Self-pity is a trick, but it's hard to see what people can do.

Jueju

Song monk's south

The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.