Poems describing blue sky, white clouds and green trees

Poems about green trees 1. Poems about green trees

Poems describing green trees 1. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.

There are strange trees and green leaves in the yard. 3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door.

Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. Yin Liu-He Biyu dressed as a tree, thousands of strands of moss tapestry hanging down.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. A trip to the ancient cypress-Du Fu, an ancient cypress stands next to the Great Prime Minister Temple, with a bronze trunk and a stone root.

The circumference of its white bark will reach forty people, and the blue top of its cuiyu is a paradise of 2,000 feet. Since the era of a great ruler and great politician, their trees are now loved and respected by the people.

Clouds come from afar, from Wuya, and the snow peaks are reflected in the cold moon. Yesterday I found in the east of Siting that ancient rulers and wise politicians were worshipping in a temple.

His trees and strange branches make the whole landscape old, although the colors of windows and doors are fresh. The deep roots are so firmly rooted in the ground that its lonely branches can withstand the weight of the wind.

Its only protection is divine power, and its only patience is the art of the creator. When beams are needed to repair a big house, although cows shake their heads, they can't move a mountain.

Although a tree doesn't write a memorial, people understand that it can't be used unless they cut it down? Its bitter heart may now be occupied by black ants and white ants, but its scented leaves used to be the nests of phoenixes and pheasants. Let smart and promising people not complain, the bigger the wood, the harder it is to use! "Yellow Willow"-Jiang Kui blows into the corner of an empty city and weeping willows.

The sound was blown to the corner of weeping willow street by the wind. I rode alone at once, only to find a light coat and feel a cold wind.

Look at the yellow and green weeping willows on the roadside, as familiar as I have seen in Jiangnan. Strong wine and small bridge houses are afraid of autumn scenery in pear flower falls.

I'm afraid I'll leave an autumn. Only the pond is green.

2. Poems describing green trees

Poems describing green trees

1. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.

There are strange trees and green leaves in the yard.

3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door.

Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.

Chanting about the willow tree-he Zhang Zhi.

Jasper dressed up as a tree,

Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Cooper-Du Fu Tour

Next to the Great Prime Minister's Temple, stands a Cooper with a green bronze trunk and a stone root.

The circumference of its white bark will reach forty people, and the blue top of its cuiyu is a paradise of 2,000 feet.

Since the era of a great ruler and great politician, their trees are now loved and respected by the people.

Clouds come from afar, from Wuya, and the snow peaks are reflected in the cold moon.

Yesterday I found in the east of Siting that ancient rulers and wise politicians were worshipping in a temple.

His trees and strange branches make the whole landscape old, although the colors of windows and doors are fresh.

The deep roots are so firmly rooted in the ground that its lonely branches can withstand the weight of the wind.

Its only protection is divine power, and its only patience is the art of the creator.

When beams are needed to repair a big house, although cows shake their heads, they can't move a mountain.

Although a tree doesn't write a memorial, people understand that it can't be used unless they cut it down?

Its bitter heart may now be occupied by black ants and white ants, but its scented leaves used to be the nests of phoenixes and pheasants.

Let smart and promising people not complain, the bigger the wood, the harder it is to use!

Yellow willow-Jiang Kui

An empty city and a small corner,

Blow into weeping willows.

The sound was blown to the corner of weeping willow street by the wind.

Seeing all the yellow and green,

They are all old acquaintances in Jiangnan.

Keep silent,

It was cold again in the Ming Dynasty.

Forcibly transporting wine, small bridges and flowing water,

I always take a pot of wine to the bridge near my lover's residence.

Yanyan flew in,

Where is Wen Chun?

Only the pond is green.

3. Poems describing big trees should be written in April and May.

1. There are many trees and lush grass. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. There are strange trees in the yard with green leaves full of flowers. 4. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door under the moon. 5. Jasper adorns trees and hangs thousands of green silk tapestries. 6. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. 7. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. 8. The shade of the tree shines on the water, sunny and soft. 10. Old vines, faint crows, flowing bridges and sparse ancient roads. 1 1. Last night, the west wind withered green trees, and I was alone in a tall building, looking at the horizon. 12. The trees on the shore are as straight as clouds. Who sent the photo to attract the waterfront? 3 Two-part allegorical saying about trees: A thousand-year-old tree is a hundred-year-old pine-a deep-rooted car climbs the tree-a dragonfly shakes the tree blindly-a morning glory climbs the tree motionless-and a tree climbs up along the pole. Liu Tang Bai Juyi is young and sad, and several people have hated each other. In order to get close to all the doors, the strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze. Chang 'an Guang's "Nine Strange Clouds" is at the beginning. Silk is light and won't stir up dust. A branch is going to break and I will go home this morning. Linchuan saw the new willow Tang Cuiling, and the old willow gold silk did not see the river head for three or four days. The south bank of the bank is crossing northward, with rain and smoke. Where hometown leads dreams, another country will see prosperity and decline twice. The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. The wind in Liutang Cuiling is slow and the smoke blows. How many heartbreaking thoughts. Liu Tang Dihuan's North-South theme, where the trees are swaying. The colors of jadeite are endless, and more people leave behind feelings. The rain cage is on the shore, and the smoke is sandwiched between the Sui River. It has its own good name, and Qin Song succeeded. The new Liu Tang Du Mu was unable to shake the wind to give a new color, and his waist seemed jealous. The shade can't cover the long embankment or the gold. Relying on amorous feelings, I fell in love with spring. Fan Chuan, Yi's hometown, hates his guts, half covering the village bridge and half brushing the stream. Liu Tang's square trunks sway to stir up the wind, and the banks are as soft as silk. If you are strong, you will know it, and if you are weak, it will be difficult to hold it. Learn to dance, turn your sleeves and show your eyebrows. How to climb mountains and write poems when you are pregnant? Liu Tang and Han Wo brushed the bridge with a cage of gold thread, and several children fell off their backs. But the spirit and standards are there, and spring will come. If you don't feel angry, dance with your waist first. Liu Tang, the snow makes the green gate faint, and the warm wind makes the early warbler return late. If you leave the spring scenery with thin leaves, you must tie a long strip with a luminous belt. Peng Ze is still affectionate, and Sui Di is helpless. The world is resentful and tolerant, but pedestrians give it a rare discount. In the era of Liu Tang, Han Wo couldn't resist the wind, couldn't drag on, and was unable to droop all over. Jade fiber is broken and given away, just like it. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, Yu Yu and Jindi are full of green breath. Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The dragons are scattered in the night, and the phoenix is written in Xiangchi. How does the piccolo play? It climbs up and misses you. Liu Tang, Li Shangyin, in Graceful Garden, east of Graceful Quchi .. Chu Palace was the first girl to jump around her waist. The Qingming Festival brings rain to the official road, and the wind blows the wild bridge in the evening. If the thread is silk, how far is Wang Sungui's road? Liu Tang and Li Shangyin once danced in Dongfeng and enjoyed the Spring Garden. How can they bring the sunset and cicada to the clear autumn day? Get to the point, Liu Tang and Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands. Flowers are not bright, but they are soft and affectionate. Next year, there will be more new flowers and the spring breeze will not stop. Liu, you were reborn with your gift in ancient times. Five trees lean on Yuanmingyuan, and ten thousand trees hang Taiwei camp. Jade hides in water, and wind and rain cover prostitutes. The lingering levee of Emperor Yangdi caused a surge of music at that time. Liu said that the high is in the dangerous building and the low is in the dust. Don't teach flowers as a medium. Be careful of the rain, but only love the wind. Brush brocade well, don't cover the bronze sparrow terrace. Baling thousand trees, do not leave home at dusk. Liutang and Xucuomo gold bars are slightly led, and they come back first in spring every year. Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery. Don't chase the flowers late. Birds cicada can be disappointed, dancing smoke can shake water. Dare to brush the Zhu Lan game. Flying at first, jumping on the pool as snow as frost. Don't make the strange road climb frequently, and gradually hang curtains to the painting hall. Liu, Tang and Yao in the court are all curled willow branches, which hang down from time to time. The shade is always close, and the branches are suitable for each other. Because it seems to be permanent, the heart knot hurts even more. Love this beautiful spring, the autumn wind does not blow.

4. What poems describe green trees?

1, Tang Meng Haoran's Passing through the Old Village

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

2. Song Luyou's "Floating Jade Pavilion in Danyang, Langtaosha"

There are dark pavilions lined with trees, and some are far away from the statues. Yang Guan often hates his guts. Besides, in this autumn, you are a pedestrian.

Clean your tears and towels, and each one will disappear. A Li Jiang hate just split. Andrew Chihiro crossed the iron lock and cut off the smoke?

3. Song Ouyang Xiu's "Three Poems of Youchun in Fengle Pavilion".

Trees are mixed with mountains and birds are singing, the breeze is rippling, and flowers are falling and dancing.

Birds are singing and dancing, so drunk that they won't wake up tomorrow, and spring is back.

Spring clouds are light and bright, and grass annoys clothes.

When you go to Tingxi, you will meet the satrap and put flowers in baskets.

Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.

Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.

4. Wei's "Like Mr. Lu and Mr. Cui Walking Pavilion"

Green trees shade the neighborhood, and moss grows thicker and dustless.

The head of the family is sitting in Panasonic. He looks at people in the world with white eyes.

5. Wei's "Rain clears up/Autumn returns to Wangchuan's other business"

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine branches.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

Wang Wei's Wangchuan Cabin in Wangchuan Village after Rain Clears Up/Autumn Return.

The poet is really a paradise on earth in this idyllic Wangchuan Villa, which does not make him feel endless fun. Expressed the joy of seclusion in the mountains. This poem is the masterpiece of Wang Wei's pastoral poems, with beautiful language and far-reaching implications. It shows the poet's carefree feelings of seclusion in the mountains and escaping from the secular world, and reveals the poet's deep concern for the simple pastoral life.