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Poems describing spring after class in grade two

Poems describing spring:

1. Peach blossom in Dalin Temple

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

April is the time when all the flowers on the flat ground are dying, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples in the mountains are just in full bloom. I often regret that spring is nowhere to be found, but I don't know that it has come here.

Sing willow

[Tang] He

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.

Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently.

Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors.

3.Titu Chengnanzhuang

Tang Dynasty: Cui Hu

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.

Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

Last spring, in this family, I saw that beautiful face and peach blossom set each other off, which was particularly rosy. When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.

4. quatrains, short awnings under the shadow of ancient trees

[Song] Zhinan

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.

I tied the boat in the shade of a tall old tree; Crossing the bridge with crutches, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery. The drizzle won't wet my clothes; It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant. The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.