Famous quotes about spring water

1. Sentences to describe the spring water

The spring water is as green as the sky, and I can sleep listening to the rain across the boat.

There are no people crossing the roads and bridges in the spring rain, but the small boat is holding out the green shade!

The spring water has left no trace.

I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

Two faces of young peach hair from the mirror, A glance of spring water makes people feel cold.

Wild flowers fall along a path, and spring water grows in an isolated village.

Floating clouds carry the mountains ready to walk, and spring water grows after the rain at the bridge.

A pool of spring water surrounds the flower body, and the shadows of the flowers are enchanting.

The melting spring water and the vast blue waves are constantly lapping the embankment; .

The sun is shining brightly, the frogs are singing, it is the spring when the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant; the flowing moss in the water is turning up, it is the trickle of the river.

Spring Water by Du Fu

In March, the peach blossoms are flowing, and the river flow has regained its old traces. In the morning, there is no sand tail, and the blue color is moving on the firewood gate.

strands of fragrant bait are connected, and the small garden is irrigated with canisters. Countless birds have been added, vying for a bath, so they are noisy.

Two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. (Su Shi's "Inscribed on Huichong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River")

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. . (Bai Juyi's "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River") 2. Sentences describing spring water

Yuan Yang Weizhen's poem "Cloud Forest Picture after the Rain": "The floating clouds carry the mountains and want to travel, and the spring water is born after the rain on the bridge."

Tang Cui Jue's poem "You Give": "Two faces of young peaches are shining from the mirror, and one eye of spring water shines on people." "History of the Jin Dynasty·Yufu Zhixia": "When he is dressed in spring water, many falcons will catch him. Goose, assorted flower ornaments."

"Xu Zi Zhi Tong Jian·Xiu Zong Chun Xi 14th Year": "The spring water of this year passed through the prefectures and counties, and their junior officials were busy. There is a reward, so we all try our best." Chun Shui author Bing Xin Yi Chun Shui has been blowing like this for another year. Can it still take a shadow? The spring water thanked me gently and said: "My friend! Leaving a shadow is not only for you." The twenty-four hours passed slowly - the flowers whispered to each other, "We are all just weak! The sweet dreams take turns to drink, and the haggard cup takes turns to drink. This is how God arranged it. Oh! Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not cross Yumen Pass - "Liangzhou Ci" by Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty. The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu - "Yuan Ri" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter Luo? Curtain? - "Thoughts of Spring" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow again - "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. The spring breeze will turn green on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon return? - "Moor" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty "Chuang Guazhou" It is easy to recognize that the east wind is full of colors and is always spring - Song Dynasty Zhu Xi's "Spring Day" The apricot blossoms are raining on your clothes, but the willow wind is not cold on your face.

- Monk Zhi'an of the Southern Tang Dynasty. "Quequatrains" ②Spring rain and spring rain break the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat throws out the green shade - Song Dynasty Xu Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Night Happy Rain" The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the apricot flowers are sold in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. ——Lu You, Song Dynasty, "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" The spring tide brings rain late in the morning, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

——"Chuzhou West Stream" by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty ③The spring scenery makes people unable to sleep, the moon moves the shadows of flowers on the railings ——Wang Anshi's "Spring Night" of the Song Dynasty The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall ——Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty, "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It" The spring beauty of Jinjiang comes to heaven and earth, and the floating clouds on the jade barrier change the ancient and modern times. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Climbing the Tower" Bees and butterflies are crossing the wall one after another, but they suspect that the spring beauty is in the neighboring house.

——Tang Wangjia's "Spring Sunny" ④The spring water asks you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward--Southern Tang Dynasty·Li Yu's "Yu Meiren" ⑤The spring scenery of the country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is filled with deep vegetation-Tang Dynasty · Du Fu's "Looking at Spring" ⑥ Red beans, a spring thing, grow in the southern country, and spring will sprout a few branches - "Acacia" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torch will turn to ashes before tears dry - "Untitled" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. Shearing in the Night Rain Spring leeks, yellow beams in the new cooking room - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "A Gift to the Eight Immortals of the Guard" ⑦ Other verses with the word "spring" Rhyme Who said that the heart of an inch of grass can reap three rays of spring - Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son's Song" of the Tang Dynasty. For a while, the moon will be shadowed, and the fun must wait until spring - Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon" of the Tang Dynasty. Sleeping in spring does not wake up to dawn, and you can hear the singing of birds everywhere - - "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty The sail of the Yangtze River is far away, and the setting sun is spring across the five lakes - "Farewell to the Fifty-one Southern Crossing" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty 2. When the autumn wind enters the garden tree, the solitary guest is the first to smell it.

——"The Autumn Wind" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The autumn wind cannot blow away, but it is always the love of jade. "Midnight Wu Song Autumn Song" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The autumn wind blows on the Wei River, and the fallen leaves cover Chang'an.

——Jia Dao of the Tang Dynasty, "Reminiscences of Wu Chushi on the River" The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly, and the vegetation turns yellow and the wild geese return south. ——Han Dynasty Liu Che's "Autumn Wind Ci" The cold wind destroys the trees, and the severe frost forms orchids in the courtyard.

——Han Dynasty·Yuefu Ancient Ci "Ancient Poetry Composed by Jiao Zhongqing's Wife" When the leaves fall and the west wind blows, people become thin even on the green mountains. ——Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Zhaojun's Resent" The autumn scenery is very unattended, half reed and half polygonum.

——Yuan Huang Geng's "Jiangcun Shishi" Unconsciously, the blue mountains are dusk, and the autumn clouds are darker. ——Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Listening to Shu Monk Jun Playing the Qin" When the autumn wind is seen in Luoyang City, the writer is full of ideas.

——"Autumn Thoughts" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty "Flowers" I would like to ask where the plum blossoms fell, the wind blew all over the mountain all night. ——"Listen to the Flute on the Fortress" There was an old master hiding in the forest, but he found the plum blossoms but tied the boat.

——Ming Ma Yilong's "Xinfeng Night Mooring" These are all the poems about spring! It should almost meet your requirements. 3. Sentences or paragraphs describing the spring water~~~

The spring water is blue in the sky, and I can sleep listening to the rain across the boat. "On the misty and misty river waves in spring, people are leisurely swimming in the painting boat and sleeping while listening to the rain. The rain is pleasant and the wind is lingering. How comfortable it is.

When spring comes, the river is as green as blue. . ——Bai Juyi

During the yellow plum season, every house is raining, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy pond

There are two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river is warm, and the reed buds are short on the ground with wilted artemisia. When the puffer fish is about to come up.

Part 1 of "Hui Chong Chun Jiang Xiao Jing" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

[Modern translation] The green bamboos are sparse, and there are a few peach blossoms in the river. The ducks are the first. Feeling the warmth

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival

The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as Jesus

The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond

The sun rises in the east Rain in the West

Last night the rain was light and the wind was blowing

Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain

The streets are prosperous, the spring breeze on both sides of the bank is gentle with catkins; the boudoir is lonely, a window at night The rain thins the pear blossoms.

The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of the grass looks far away but there is nothing.

The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the quilt can't stand the cold at the fifth watch, so it is full of joy

The sky and mist of the mountains are also strange with the rain

It is already dusk and I am sad alone, with more wind and rain.

It rains on the sycamore leaves at midnight, and the sound of the leaves is parting.

How much leisure and sorrow are there? A river of tobacco, the city is full of wind, and the plums are yellow in the rain. > When you ask about the return date, it rains at night in Bashan and the autumn pond rises. Why should I cut the candles at the west window, but say that it rains at night in Bashan.

The light rain on the sky street is as moist as the color of crisp grass. Seen from a distance, there is nothing.

The wind sneaks into the night and moistens things silently

The drizzle and breeze on the shore

When the leaves of the sycamore trees fall in the autumn rain

The big strings are as noisy as the torrential rain

The rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed

The sycamore trees also drizzle, until dusk Bit by bit.

The remaining lotuses are left to listen to the sound of rain

In the spring rain, people do not cross the roads and bridges, and the small boats stretch out the green shade!

Yellow-leafed trees in the rain, white-headed people under the lamp

The tall buildings on the city meet the wilderness, and the sea and sky are filled with sorrow and thoughts.

The turbulent wind stirred the hibiscus water, and the dense rain slanted into the Xili wall.

The mountains and trees cover thousands of miles of sight, and the river flows like nine ileum.

When I came to Baiyue Tattoo Place, I felt like my music and writings were stagnant in the same hometown.

——Han Yu "Climb the Liuzhou Tower and Send to Zhangting to Connect the Four Prefectures"

Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallows slant in the breeze.

At dusk, people are far away from the drunkenness, and the sky is full of wind and rain.

Seeing the moon in the palace is sad, and hearing the heartbreaking sound of bells in the rain at night.

The remaining clouds Returning to Taihua, the drizzle passes through Zhongtiao.

Wushan is high, Wushan is low. Evening rain Xiaoxiaolang does not return.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, the road is ruthless but affectionate.

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The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the mood of spring is fading.

The flying flowers are as light as a dream. The boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.

The spring water is green in the sky, and the boat is sleeping listening to the rain

Shi Potian was startled and teased Qiu Yu

Just because he misunderstood Lin Hejing, the poet has been talking about it till now

The wind is blowing, the rain is misty, even Chen Tuan can't sleep

The wind and rain are like darkness, and the roosters are crowing

A long drought brings sweet rain, and I meet an old friend in a foreign land

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no clear sky and there is still sunshine.

The sun rises above the leaves and the rain dries up, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts each load

The rain falls on the river and the grass is full, and the six dynasties are like a dreamy bird singing in the sky

The poet is not yet fit, riding a donkey into the sword gate in the drizzle

Looking back to the desolate place, when I return, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine

The flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain As delicate as sorrow

Regardless of the smoke and wind and rain, I will carry my hatred across the Yangtze River

During the yellow plum season, every house rains, and the grass and ponds are full of frogs

The jade face is lonely and the tears flow dry , a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.

The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain. 4. Good quotes about spring water

Asking you how much sorrow you can have is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance continues like spring water. The wind suddenly picked up and ruffled a pool of spring water.

Peach Blossoms in Spring Water, Mandarin Ducks Bathing on the Water. The spring water of the Yangtze River is dyed green, and the lotus leaves are as big as money.

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. A pool of spring water surrounds the flower body, and the shadows of the flowers are enchanting, each enjoying the spring.

A few branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river. When I woke up in the morning, the spring rain outside the window kept falling, and the ups and downs of music sounded in my heart. The plan for a year lies in spring, and the plan for a day lies in morning. My thoughts begin with morning bells and evening drums, and a spring rain. It started by walking in the rain without any hesitation.

The spring rain comes from the sky, the mud comes from the ground, and I come from the musical call of the spring rain. The spring rain carefully waters the earth. Then the willow trees turn green, the peach blossoms bloom, and the birds sing happily. All things woke up under the caress of the spring breeze and grew under the nourishment of the spring rain. As the ancient poem sung: The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of the grass is far away but not close, it is the most beneficial thing of spring, it is better than the smoke and willows all over the emperor's capital. . After a few gentle spring rains, the mountains turned green, the water became green, and the gurgling stream at the foot of the mountain became more rapid and beautiful.

The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green, and the soft spring breeze warmed the river water. Look, it's raining again.

The rain is like silk, light and thin. You can't hear the pitter-patter sound, and you can't feel the dripping of the fish. It just feels like this is a kind of wet smoke, gently moisturizing the earth and people's hearts.

Under the nourishment of spring rain, the wheat seedlings grow greener and the cauliflowers bloom more golden. In a criss-crossing field ditch, spring water flows gurglingly.

Yang trees and willow trees stretch their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking the sweet rainwater. Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days at a time.

Don’t be upset, look, it’s like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, and there’s a thin layer of smoke on the roof of the house. The overflowing rivers are overflowing with red dust, sliding on On the desolate plateau, it rolls downwards with the spirit of water, passes through the eyes of music, and turns into drops of spring rain. When the white clouds are sleeping soundly in the sky, you come slanting from the hot anxiety. In your poetic and elegant temperament, I have understood your tenderness like water.

I feel a kind of beauty falling from my side. At this moment, happiness and pain surround me at the same time. The snowflakes on the horizon are falling gently on the quiet winter night, and I am already watching your return date on the lonely island of longing.

Some people died in despair, turned into soil, and kissed the earth! Someone woke up during the watch, turned into a fire fox, and walked alone in the snow! Your light dance steps jump on the green leaves; your graceful figure is like the red dragonfly, flying low with its belly against the water. You moisten the life of the earth with your moist emotions! The earth has covered your cold heart with its warm body! The spring water is as green as the sky, and I sleep listening to the rain across the boat. ”

On the misty and misty river waves in spring, people are leisurely swimming in the painting boat and listening to the rain and sleeping. The rain is pleasant and the wind is lingering. How comfortable it is. When spring comes, the river is as green as blue. . ——Bai Juyi It rains everywhere during the yellow plum season, and there are only three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the green grass ponds. The water in the spring river is warm and the reed buds are short. It is the time when pufferfish are about to come. Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chun Jiang Xiao Jing" Part One [Modern Translation] The green bamboos are sparse, hiding a few peach blossoms

The ducks first feel the warmth of the spring water in the Qingming Festival. It rains at night in Bashan, the sun rises in the autumn pond, and it rains in the west. The rain last night was light, and the wind blew in the night. I lay down and listened to the wind and rain. The streets were bustling with spring breeze on both sides of the river. I was lonely in my boudoir, and the night rain outside the window made the pear blossoms moist like crisps. Looking close but feeling helpless, the flying flowers are as light as a dream, the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow, the gurgling rain outside the curtain, the quilt cannot bear the cold at the fifth watch, the sound of greedy joy, the sky is empty, the misty rain is also strange, it is already dusk, I am sad alone, and the wind is gentle. Rain.

It rains on the sycamore leaves in the middle of the night, and the sound of the leaves is like parting. How much is the leisure and sorrow? A river of tobacco, the city is full of wind, and the plum blossoms are in the rain. Sometimes, it rains at night in Bashan and the autumn pond rises. How can I cut the candles in the west window?

When it rains in Bashan at night, the light rain in the sky is as moist as grass. From a distance, there is no wind to penetrate into the night. Silent drizzle, gentle breeze, autumn rain on the bank, when the leaves of the sycamore trees fall, the big strings make a noisy sound, like the pelting rain, the pear blossoms are closed, and the sycamore trees are also drizzled, bit by bit, at dusk, the remaining lotuses are left to listen to the sound of rain. No one is crossing the road and bridge in the spring rain, but the boat is supported. Come out of the green shade! The yellow-leafed trees are in the rain, and the tall buildings on the white-headed city meet the wilderness under the lamp. The sea and sky are filled with sorrow and confusion.

The turbulent wind blows over the hibiscus water, and the dense rain covers thousands of miles of ridge trees. Eyes, the river flows like nine ileum.

When I came to the place where Baiyue was tattooed, my music and writings were stagnant in a hometown. ——Han Yu's "Climbing the Tower of Liuzhou to Send to Zhangting to Connect the Four Prefectures" When the child comes out, the breeze sways the swallows.

At dusk, people are far away from the drunkenness. The sky is full of wind and rain, and I descend to the west building. I see the moon in the palace and look sad. It rains at night and I hear the heartbreaking sound of bells. The remaining clouds return to Taihua, and the rain passes through the middle section. Wushan is high, Wushan Low. Xiaoxiao Lang does not return in the evening rain. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. The road is ruthless but sentimental. The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading. The flying flowers are as light as a dream. The boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. The spring water is green in the sky, and the boat is listening to the rain. The sleeping stone shocked Qiu Yu because he misunderstood Lin Hejing, which made the poet say that the wind is blowing and the rain is falling, so Chen Tuan can't sleep. The wind and rain are as dark as the rooster crows. After a long drought, there is sweet rain. Meeting an old friend in a foreign land. The sun rises in the east and the west. Rain, the road is not clear, there is still sunshine on the leaves, the sun is dry and the rain is over, the water is clear and round, the wind is lifting the river and the rain is falling, the grass is falling, the poet is like a dream in the Six Dynasties, the birds are singing in the sky, and the poet is riding a donkey into the drizzle. I look back at the desolate place where I came from. When I return, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine. Flying flowers are as light as a dream, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow. No matter the smoke and wind and rain, I will leave and regret. In the yellow plum season in the south of the Yangtze River, every house is raining, and frogs are everywhere in the grass and ponds. Lonely tears flow down the drain, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring. The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain. 5. Sentences about spring water

Sentences about spring water: The spring water is as blue as the sky, and I can sleep listening to the rain across the boat. There are no people crossing the roads and bridges in the spring rain, but the small boat is pushing out the green shade! The spring water has left no trace. I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. Two faces of young peaches are shining through the mirror, and one eye of spring water shines coldly. Wild flowers fall along a path, and spring water grows in an isolated village. Floating clouds carry the mountains. When I want to walk, the spring water is growing after the rain at the bridge. A pool of spring water surrounds the flower body, and the shadows of the flowers are enchanting. Each spring has its own share of the spring water. The melting spring water, the vast blue waves, are constantly lapping the embankment; the sky above is drooping, and from a distance, the water and the sky are connected, and it is vast. Boundless. The sun is bright, the frogs are singing, it is the spring of birds singing and the flowers are fragrant; the flowing water is turning up the moss in the water, it is the trickle of the river. The peach blossoms in the spring water are waves in Du Fu's March, and the river flow returns to the old traces. In the morning, there is no sand tail, and the blue color moves the wood door. A string of fragrant bait is connected to the cane, and the small garden is irrigated. Countless birds have been added, vying for a bath, so they are noisy. There are two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the ducks are prophets of the warmth of the spring river. (Su Shi's "Inscribed on Huichong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River") Sunrise River The red flowers are better than fire, and the river is as green as blue in spring. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). 6. Sentences describing spring water

When I woke up in the morning, the spring rain was pattering outside the window, and the ups and downs of music sounded in my heart.

The plan for the year lies in spring. A day's plan begins in the morning. My thoughts begin with morning bells and evening drums, with a spring rain, and with walking in the rain without hesitation.

The spring rain comes from the sky, the mud comes from the ground, and I come from the musical call of the spring rain. The spring rain carefully

waters the earth. As a result, the willow trees turn green and the peach blossoms It's blooming, and the birds are singing happily. All things are waking up under the caress of the spring breeze

It's coming, and it's growing under the nourishment of the spring rain. As the ancient poem says: The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of the grass can be seen in the distance Near but nothing

The most advantageous thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

After a few misty spring rains, the mountains turned green, the water turned green, and the gurgling stream at the foot of the mountain, It becomes more and more turbulent and beautiful.

The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green, and the soft spring breeze warmed the river water.

Look, it’s raining again. The rain is like silk, light and fine. You can't hear the pitter-patter sound, and you can't feel the dripping of the fish. It just feels like this is a kind of wet smoke, gently moisturizing the earth and people's hearts. Moistened by the spring rain, the wheat seedlings grow greener and the cauliflowers bloom more golden. In a criss-crossing field ditch, spring water flows gurglingly. Yang trees and willow trees stretch their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking the sweet rainwater.

Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days at a time. But don't be upset, look, it's like cow hair, like flower needles, like fine threads, densely woven diagonally, and there's a thin layer of smoke hanging over the roof of the house.

The overflowing rivers are overflowing with red dust, sliding on the On the desolate plateau, it rolls downwards with the spirit of water, passes through the eyes of music, and turns into drops of spring rain.

When the white clouds are sleeping soundly in the sky, you come slanting from the hot anxiety. In your poetic and elegant temperament, I have understood your tenderness like water.

I feel a kind of beauty falling from my side. At this moment, happiness and pain surround me at the same time.

As the snowflakes on the horizon fall gently on the quiet winter night, I am already watching your return date on the lonely island of longing.

Some people died in despair, turned into soil, and kissed the earth!

Someone woke up during the watch, turned into a fire fox, and walked alone on the snow!

Your light dance steps jump on the green leaves;

Your graceful figure is like the red dragonfly, flying low with its belly against the water.

You nourish the life of the earth with your moist emotions!

The earth has covered your cold heart with its warm body!