Three ancient poems about spring

Three ancient poems about spring are as follows:

Berthing Guazhou

Wang Song Anshi

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night

Don du fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

In early spring, I became a member of the water department (the first part)

Tang hanyu

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Especially in the last poem, the poet only uses the common "light rain" and "grass color" to describe the unique scenery in early spring, with delicate description, beautiful sentences and novel ideas, giving people a moist, comfortable and fresh aesthetic feeling in early spring. Express the author's love and praise for spring.

The first sentence points out the light rain in early spring, and describes it as smooth and moist with "moist as crisp", which accurately captures its characteristics. The sentence is fresh and beautiful. There is also Du Fu's "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes." Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently "has the same effect."

The second sentence closely follows the first sentence, which describes the scenery after the rain. From a distance, it seems to be there, but from a close look, it depicts the hazy scene of grass soaking in rain in early spring. Write down the characteristics of spring grass when it just germinates, if not, sparse and short. Can be compared with Wang Wei's "fog, it disappears when I enter them" and "the color of the mountain is yes and no"

The wonderful sentence of the whole article is "the grass seems to be close, but it is not." In early spring and February, in the north, when the ice is still hanging under the treetops and eaves, there is not even a shadow of spring. But if it rains a little, spring will come the next day.

The foot of the rain walked gently across the earth, leaving the mark of spring, that is, the grass buds of the first spring appeared. From a distance, it seemed that there was a very pale green, which was the grass color of early spring. look