Poems in March and April

1. A beautiful poem in March and April in spring 1. Lonely and empty, spring comes late, and pear blossoms are not full. -Liu's "Spring Complaint"

2. Get drunk in spring, fall asleep, gamble and splash tea. At the time, it was just unusual. -Na Lanxingde's "Huanxisha, who reads the west wind alone"

3. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"

4, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"

5, Tianjie light rain is crisp, and the grass color is close but not close. -Han Yu, "Early Spring is Zhang Shiba, the Minister of Water Resources"

6, the clouds are beautiful, and the spring breeze blows the threshold. -Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao Yi"

7, flowers are getting lost, shallow grass can have no horseshoe. —— Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake in Bai Juyi, Interior

8. At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. -Bai Juyi's "Three Memories of Jiangnan"

9. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"

10, the peach outside the bamboo can hold three or two flowers, which is the duck prophet in the spring river plumbing. -Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene"

1 1, Qianli Ti Ying Qinghong, Shuicun Guo Shan Jiuqi Feng. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

12, the moon comes first near the water tower, and flowers and trees are easy to spring in the sun. -Su Lin's "broken sentence"

13, the spring tide brought rain late and hurried, and there was no boat to cross the field. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou

14, grass grows in February, and willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Gao Ding's "Country House"

15, winning the day to find the fragrance of water and shore, the boundless scene is new for a while. -Zhu's Spring Day

2. What poems describe "the beauty of March and April in spring"? 1.86 children leaning against a dangerous building?

Song dynasty: Qin Guan

Lean on the dangerous pavilion. I feel sad when I think of riding outside the willow tree and the difference between water and tea and beauty. After bidding farewell to Liu Waiqing, I was stunned when the water became red. Let me get stuck in it? Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me. There is no choice, the joy of the past is accompanied by running water, the fragrance of the green scarf gradually disappears, and you can no longer hear your sweet music. Positive pin setting. My sad thoughts were deep, and suddenly the cry of an oriole came at me.

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I am leaning against the dangerous pavilion alone, and my resentment is like the grass in spring. I just cleaned it up and grew out unconsciously. I feel sad when I think of riding a horse outside the willow and leaving the beautiful woman in tea by the water. Beauty, why did God give you such a beauty? Let me get stuck in it? When we were in jathyapple, we were drunk in a dream, and the gentle spring breeze blew you and me. Really helpless. The joy of the past has gone with the running water, the fragrance on the green scarf has faded gradually, and your sweet piano sound can no longer be heard. Now is the late spring season, patches of residual red dancing in the night, after a storm comes a calm with a little Mao Mao rain, foggy. I was heartbroken when suddenly there came the cry of an oriole.

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

Song dynasty: 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.

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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.

3. Writing landscape poems in March and April: Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Bai Juyi

Original text:

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.

Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran)

In the spring morning, I woke up easily.

Birds are singing everywhere around me.

But now I remember that night, that storm,

How many fallen flowers are there?

Ancient poems describing spring

Liu Yong (He)

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.

Ancient poems describing spring

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)

Good rain knows its correct time;

When spring comes.

The wind blows its mouth at night;

Moisturize things silently.

Dark clouds filled the wild lane;

The fire of a river boat is unique.

Dawn sees saturated red;

Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.

Ancient poems describing spring

Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)

When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,

The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.

The moon is full of surprises,

It rings in the spring stream.

4. Write an ancient poem containing February, March and April, each sentence 1 month-grinding the mirror and breaking the jade for more than a month, and gradually seeing the Japanese-Chinese linghua tree.

February-stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.

March-an old friend stayed at the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

April-April, the flowers are all in full bloom, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in bloom.

From May to May, it snowed in Tianshan Mountain, with no flowers and only cold.

June-after all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock.

July-the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.

August-August autumn wind whistling, rolling my three hairs.

September-the night of the ninth month is blowing cold in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley is full of boulders broken like pecking rice.

10- October Wu, plum blossoms fall into the Jingting.

165438+ October-1/month border town, with rain and snow.

65438+ In February of that year-1February, the strong partners immediately saw the profit and loss.

5. March ancient poems and April ancient poems are March ancient poems respectively.

On a dark day in March

Author: Qin Guan

Festivals promote each other's new ideas, and spoony children keep spring. Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Mu is cute.

Send Liu in the dark in March/Spring in the dark in March.

Author: Jia Dao

Today is March 30th, the last day of March, and the beautiful scenery of spring is left to me, a bitter poet. * * * Don't sleep tonight, it's still spring before dawn.

Walk to Xingting Pavilion on March 13th.

Author: Huang Yanping

I don't know who the meditation room is for, but this bamboo path runs through Hua Die. Looking at the mountain coldly, the tree is full of thoughts. The breeze is better than the sky. Why are countless branches separated from the flute and drum after watching the world of mortals pollute people?

Traveling in March, Xiao Fa went down to the city.

Author: Yang Shouli

Lonely border town road, no flowers in spring. Snow accumulated on the mountain, and the wind rolled yellow sand. If you are clumsy, your heart will be red, but your worries will be long. Jinyun is full of grass, looking back at the horizon.

March

Author: Han Wo

Yi Xingang thanked Tao Wei for combing her hair and serving cold dishes. It is best to be at four o'clock in March, and never go back to the teenager. The land of Wu is far away from rivers and seas, and the soul of the Han tomb is broken. New hatred and old hatred are really helpless, so we have to sleep at the bottom of the urn next door.

Ancient poems in April

Country April

Author: Weng Juan

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

On April 15, the Taoist book incident hit the United States.

Author: Lu Guimeng

The newly cooked black rice is delicious, and Taoism takes it for granted. The Yuemiao Cup has three holes, and Yun Rui's letter has nine chapters. A spoonful of Yangquan is like rain, and a few baht of autumn stones are like frost. The value of Kelei lies in finding leisure to sleep on a bitter bamboo bed.

6. The beautiful poem in March and April in spring is 1. Lonely and empty, spring comes late and pear blossoms are everywhere.

-Liu, "Know the Spring Complaint" 2. In spring, Mo Jing was drunk and slept soundly, and the gambling book was splashed with tea. At the time, it was just unusual. -Na Lanxingde's "Who reads the west wind and is cool alone in Huanxisha" 3. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

-Cui Hu's "South Village of Beijing" 4. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night 5. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

-Han Yu, Eighteen Members of the Water Show Department in Early Spring, 6. The clouds want clothes and flowers, and the spring breeze shines. -Li Bai's "Qingpingdiaoyi" 7. Flowers are fading, but shallow grass has no horseshoe.

-Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang 8. At sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and the river is as green as spring water. -Bai Juyi's "Three Poems of Jiang Yi Bannan" 9. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.

-Wang Wei's "Acacia" 10, a peach blossom outside the bamboo, a duck prophet in the spring water heating. -Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong 1 1, Qianli Qinghong, Shanguo Jiuqi Feng.

-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring" 12, the moon comes first near the water tower, and flowers and trees are easy to be spring in the sun. -Su Lin's Interrupted Sentence 13, the spring tide brought rain late and rushed, and there was no boat to cross the field.

-Wei Wuying's Xixi on Chuzhou 14, the grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. -Gao Ding's "Village Right Residence" 15, winning the day to find the fragrance of the water shore, the boundless scene is new for a while.

-Zhu's Spring Day.

7. Describe a beautiful sentence and poem saying goodbye to my friend Chen in April.

(Tang)

In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.

When our horses bray on the road and are eager to go home, the green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night.

Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead.

You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.

Bought us wine at the east gate, made a wish, and took things as light as a feather.

You lie flat, drunk and forget the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high lonely clouds.

The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail.

People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.

I heard that there are many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? ?

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Peach blossom in Dalinsi

Bai Juyi (Tang)

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

I hate that spring has nowhere to go, so I don't know to ask it for help.

Country April

Weng Juan (Southern Song Dynasty)

Full of mountains and green, full of white rivers,

In the regular sound, the rain began to rain like smoke.

There are few idle people in the countryside in April.

Only silkworms are planted in the field.

8. Poem 1 Description In March, the Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou.

Lipper

Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.

My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.

2, "Linjiang Fairy Green Dark Tingzhou March Twilight"

Chao Bu Zhi

It was late spring in March, with green grass and dark green. The flowers have begun to fade, there is no wind, and the sails are rolled up. Under the tall poplar trees, the boat leans to one side.

The river is half a pole deep, which is conducive to navigation. The setting sun adds a melancholy to the wandering wanderer. When I was at Baqiao, I looked back and saw the beautiful woman still in the shutters. Now, far away from the river, I wish the messenger could send me the message of the Red Chamber: the love life in the past has become a trip in Chu and Xia, and now I can only fly to Yangzhou to meet you in my dream.

3. Suburbs in Central Spring

Bo Wang

East Garden weeping willow path, west weir falling flower Tianjin.

Looking for March, the scenery is absolutely adjacent.

Birds fly to the village to get sleepy, and fish play in the water to know spring.

Chuqingshan's yard is noisy there.

4. Recall Qin E.

Liu Kezhuang

No tourists. Under the greenwood tree is full of wild wheat straw. Fangfei shoes.

Sericulture weather, tea picking season.

Du Yu, Zhi cries blood. Willow trees have been blown into snow by the wind.

Blow into the snow. Light smoke and light rain, March in Jiangnan.

9. Poems describing the scenery in March and April: Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple: Author of Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Original: In April, Peach Blossoms in Mountain Temple opened. I hate that spring is nowhere to be found, but I don't know how it got like this. Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran) In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing all around, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. I don't know the details. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu), an ancient poem describing spring, knows the rainy season, and it happens in spring. When the wind sneaked into the night, it quietly moistened everything. Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. The ancient poem describing spring (Wang Wei) tells people that birds are singing in the ravine, osmanthus flowers fall in the quiet night, and spring mountains are empty. When the moon rises, it surprises the birds on the mountain, and then