Poetry about eating willow leaves

1. Poems about willow leaves

1. Willow leaves are naturally the most delicious when they are young. When old, they become bitter, hard, and difficult to swallow. As soon as the willow leaves come out, they grow so fast that they can only be eaten for seven or eight days, or at most ten days.

2. Looking at the green willow leaves, my friend and I couldn't help but pick a piece and slowly put it into our mouths and chewed it gently. Maybe it was because I was thirsty after walking for a long time. The willow leaves in my mouth were both bitter and sweet. There was no bitterness and astringency in the willow leaves in Song Xuemeng's time. It was different from the willow leaves in Song Xuemeng's works. I feel a little regretful that I have not been able to experience the spring and autumn life of Ye Lai.

3. When autumn has just begun, the willow leaves are still green, like a huge green umbrella. After a few days, the willow leaves began to change color: some turned into yellow-green and grass-green, and some leaves grew small red spots, making the willow tree look like a giant umbrella with colorful flowers.

4. Chewing willow leaves for the first time is very bitter, and it will make you bitter from the beginning to the heart without mercy, but as long as you continue to chew slowly, you will find that chewing willow leaves actually, Like friendship, it is both sweet and bitter. Therefore, friendship, like willow leaves, is bitter first and then sweet. It requires you to taste it for a long time, discover it, and tolerate the parts that make you feel bitter. Only in this way can you establish a deep friendship platform and avoid being swept away by the storm. defeated.

5. On both sides of the Yangtze River, rows of willow trees stood tall and enjoyed the spring breeze. The newly drawn willow silk swayed gently in the breeze. The newly grown yellow-green willow leaves are hugged together. After a few days, the leaves will separate and look like blooming green flowers.

2. When eating Liu Ye'er in Liu Ye'er, what descriptions are full of bitterness

"The process of making porridge with vegetable paste" is bitter. "Boil a pot of boiling water, and after it is cooked, add cold water It usually takes a day or two to soak, change the water three or five times, then dry it and chop it into pieces." It can be seen that willow leaves are difficult to swallow without careful processing. Those "family members only allowed me to let go. Lateral descriptions such as "eating" made everyone feel the seriousness of the famine. From the suspense at the beginning and the contrast method at the end, we can experience the author's special feelings for the willow leaves and realize the meaning revealed in each "chew" and "taste" It is not only the willow leaves that are bitter and slightly astringent, but also the rich connotation of the author's childhood life. At this point, the emotional tone of the full text, which is bitter and astringent, has been "grabbed" naturally. Complete guide ( For reference, thank you) Topic Liuyeer Lecture-type Reading Class Hour 1 Learning Objectives 1. Learn how to express rich emotions in vivid descriptions; use excerpts to classify and excerpt sentences containing emotions in the text. 2. Be familiar with the content of the text. , deeply explore the theme of the article, and feel the author's emotions. 3. Understand the connotation of the thoughts and feelings of "joy" and "bitterness with bitterness" in the text, cherish today's hard-won happy life, and look forward to a better future. Pre-class study guidance 1. When reading an article, you should imagine the picture in your mind. When reading aloud, you should read out the priorities and emotions. 2. Have the awareness of reading with learning tasks and the habit of making comments. 3. Learn to discover, research, and solve problems that are valuable for research. questions to deepen the understanding of the connotation of the article. Knowledge construction (1) Reading methods: listening, browsing, summarizing, judging, analyzing, expressing. (2) Writing methods: echoing the beginning and the end, contrasting bitterness and joy, and describing delicately. ( 3), thinking methods: taste, experience, understanding, inquiry, philosophy. Related links 1. About the author Song Xuemeng, born in 1953 in Changyi, Shandong, is a contemporary writer. He graduated from Beijing Lu Xun Literary Academy and Peking University Writers' Class. There are the novel "The Color of Late Autumn", the short story collection "Nineteen-year-old Smile", the novella collection "The Story of King Mahan", etc. 2. Background information From the late 1950s to the early 1960s, our country was in a difficult period. .Due to the fact that the country was just founded and its national strength is weak, coupled with foreign economic blockades, domestic political exaggeration, and natural disasters such as drought and floods, the people across the country are facing extremely difficult lives. The food needed for business closures is not enough. In addition, farmers consume a lot of physical energy, so they have to eat some leaves, weeds, etc. to satisfy their hunger. This article is about life during this period. 3. Willow in the poem 1. Flowers are flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind keeps the willows from falling. ( Han Hong: "Cold Food") 2. There is no way out after mountains and rivers, and there is another village with bright willows and bright flowers. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village") 3. The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling. (Zhinan) : "Quequa") 4. The morning rain in Weicheng is lightly dusted, and the guest house is green and the willows are new. (Wang Wei's "Send Off the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi") 5. Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascend to the blue sky. (Du Fu: "Queue" 》) 6. Why should the Qiang flute complain about the willows? The spring breeze does not cross Yumen Pass. (Wang Zhihuan: "Liangzhou Ci") 7. The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Ci") 8. Red hands, yellow Teng Wine fills the city with spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. (Lu You: "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix") 9. The most beautiful thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital. (Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring") 10. Hearing broken willows in this nocturne, who can not forget the feeling of hometown. (Li Bai: "Hearing the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night") Knowledge Preview 1. Phonetic notation. Chew (jiáo) and stroke (luō) leaves to show off (chěng) can make miso (cēng) ) Wu (wù) Di Shao (sháo) Son to find fault (chá) Bitter (sè) Monkey (hóu) Wind whistling (sōu) Clutch (zuàn) Tight 2. Explanation. (1) Stretch: not curled; not wrinkled . (2) Taste: Distinguish carefully; try (taste). (3) Naughty: Describe a child's naughty and mischievous behavior. (5) Show off: Show that you are capable. (6) Ecstatic: Describe a very proud look. (7) Miso : Onomatopoeia. (8) Clutch: Hold. (9) Appreciation: Praise and appreciation. 3. Learn about their childhood life from the elders. 4. Try to taste the food that people ate in the past, such as wild vegetables, willow leaves, etc. . Classroom exploration introduction:

Willow is a common plant. It can be seen everywhere in the south and north, along valleys and rivers, and in fields. Students, how do you feel about willow? Let’s talk about it. (Liu is the messenger of spring; Liu is the embodiment of beauty; Liu has tenacious vitality) However, the contemporary writer Song Xuemeng’s feelings about Liu are different from all of us. He said, “Liu is my savior.” This What's going on? Let us enter the text "Liu Yeer" with questions. Class discussion: 1. Use one sentence to summarize the content of the article? In the famine years, the story of "I" and my third uncle robbing Liu Ye'er. 2. What aspects of "Liu Ye'er" does the author focus on? Try adding a word that expresses action in front of "Liu Ye'er" to summarize it. Love Liu Ye'er - grab Liu Ye'er - eat Liu Ye'er - chant Liu Ye'er 3. Was it easy for the author to eat some willow leaves at that time? ? The word "rob" appears in five places. "The bark of the elm trees has been eaten up, and everyone is robbing the willow leaves." "The willow leaves must be robbed." "When the dewdrops are still on the leaves, they go to grab the leaves", "After grabbing the ones close by, they go to the distance." How can the author's childhood be contained by the word "乐"? 4. Why did the childhood "I" feel "the happiest"? The article is clearly about the joy of "Liu Ye'er", but in essence it constantly touches the bitterness of life. Perhaps without this kind of suffering, one cannot appreciate the joy in it. It is precisely because life is extremely bitter that one can enjoy the joy of "Liu Ye'er". The interdependence of bitterness and joy reflects the author's dialectical thinking on "joy", that is, the perfect combination of suffering and happiness. Writing about happiness with bitterness is our common foil technique. 5. When eating willow leaves, which descriptions are soaked in bitterness ? Is there anything else in the article that can give you a deeper understanding of this? I tasted the bitterness during the process of making "vegetable porridge." "Boil a pot of boiling water, and after cooking, soak it in cold water. It usually takes a day or two to soak, change the water three or five times, then dry it and chop it into pieces." It can be seen that willow leaves are difficult to swallow without some careful processing. Those side descriptions such as "the whole family only allowed me to eat freely" made everyone feel the seriousness of the famine. From the suspense at the beginning and the contrast method at the end Here, I realized the author's special feelings for the willow leaves, and realized that the bitter and slightly astringent taste revealed in each "chew" and "taste" was not only the willow leaves, but also the rich connotation of the author's childhood life. At this point, the bitter and astringent emotional tone of the whole text is "grabbed" naturally. Read it 3. Sentences describing willow leaves

1. Spring is here, and the willow trees are wearing brand new green jewelry. , the willow tree trunk is straight, the color is brown, the bark is very rough, but the branches droop down, each branch is very smooth, the branches are covered with green leaves, emerald green, each leaf is like undulating A breeze blew by, and the branches swayed gently, and the leaves danced on the branches, like leaves rippling in the boat.

2. The willow tree stems are straight and brown in color. Brown, the bark is very rough, but the branches hang down, and each branch is very smooth. The branches are covered with green leaves, emerald green, and the leaves are like undulating boats. A breeze blows, and the branches sway gently. , the leaves danced lightly on the branches, like a boat rippling. 3. After the rain, the wind stopped, the sun came out, and the willow trees became quiet. I bent down, lowered my head, and looked at the river, as if facing the river. Combing her hair in front of the "mirror"

The golden sunshine shines on the willow tree, and the dew on the tree shines with dazzling light, slowly flowing down the "long hair" of the willow tree. Under the illumination, the colors of the branches and leaves vary, including emerald green, dark green, dark green, drizzle, and the willow trees "raise their heads" in the rain and mist, as if they are washing their "hair" with rainwater. Some are dancing gracefully and joyfully on the branches; some are close together, as if whispering! 5. Willow trees are the messengers of spring. Whenever spring returns to the earth, everything is still sleeping, and the willow trees are still sleeping. You are the first to sense the message of spring.

If you look carefully, the dark green wicker slowly turns from stiff and short to green, slowly extends upward, and can slowly swing into various shapes. Charming gesture. At this time, the river water was obviously warmer, and the wind on the face had a moist smell.

Looking at the willow branches again, I don’t know when, they are no longer dry in the severe winter, and there are little buds on the branches that are slightly green. 6. I love willow trees, not only because their light and soft grace adds charm to the lakes and mountains, but also because of their perseverance.

The bark of the willow tree is gray, its trunk grows upward in a curved way, and its branches look particularly green. It does not need seeds. As long as the branches are inserted into the soil, it will grow silently without anyone's management. It is really "unintentional planting of willows will create shade"! 7. The willow tree in the distance hangs down its soft and silky branches. When the spring breeze blows, it looks like clouds of smoke flying in the wind from a distance.

When a spring breeze blows, the willow branches turn green. Thousands of willow branches are dense and thin. From a distance, they look like a misty green smoke swimming slightly. The green clouds look like green beads strung into the door curtain from a close look; if you get in, you will feel like you are in the green hair of a girl. 4. Look for poems about "willow trees"

Qingmen Willow by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A green tree with a sad look has been the subject of separation and hatred for several people.

In order to say goodbye to many people near the capital, the long strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze. New Willows in Chang'an by Chen Guang of the Tang Dynasty The clouds in Jiumo are beginning to rise, and the willows in Huangqu are already new.

Different Tianyuan scenery, first get the sun and spring. The color is light and slightly revealing, and the silk is light and not dusty.

One branch is about to be broken, and it’s time to return home in the morning. Seeing New Willows in Linchuan by Tang Cui Ou I haven't seen the willows at the head of the river for three or four days, but the old willows and golden threads beside the bridge.

From the south bank to the north, the branches are covered with rain and smoke. Wherever my hometown holds my dreams, I see the prosperity and decline of other countries.

The color of the grass in Tingzhou is also like this. I am worried that no one will know how far away I am. Liu Tang Cui Ou The wind is slow and the sun is late, dragging smoke across the water.

Provoke the hatred of thousands of generals and tie them to short and long branches. The bones are soft and the man is thin, the waist is light and the woman is hungry.

It is heartbreaking to think that I have not returned to my hometown. Title Liu Dihuan of Tang Dynasty The shadows are whirling here between the south and the north.

There is no end to the green color, but there is more to it than love. The rain lingers on the bank of Ba, and the mist covers the Sui River.

He has a good reputation, can Qin Song succeed him? Xinliu by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Unable to shake the wind, the color is new at dawn, and the thin waist is often jealous.

The green shade has not covered the water of the long embankment, and the golden ears are the first to greet the spring in the garden. A few sad memories of the long journey, a branch and the rain send the dust off.

There are many farewells outside the east gate, and people are worried about killing people day and night. Liuquatrains by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Several trees have newly bloomed and their green shadows are in full bloom, leaning against the wind and being fascinated by the spring.

I hate my hometown Fanchuan, half covering the village bridge and half brushing the stream. Liu Tang Fangqian is swaying in the wind, and is softer than silk near the embankment.

Who knows if you have a strong attitude? If you are weak, it will be difficult to maintain it. Learn to dance with branches, turn your sleeves, and spread your eyebrows with makeup leaves.

How to climb and break, Huaiyou wrote poems again. Liu Tang Han A cage of gold thread brushed the curved bridge, and the waist was almost damaged by children.

Helpless Linghe Biaoge is here, will spring still be the same? Long strip. Liu Han Cong of the Tang Dynasty. I broke the willow tree and got green strips in the song, and moved it far away to the golden palace to plant the green sky.

The Shangyang palace maid said goodbye with a voice, but she was not angry and returned to dancing with her thin waist. Liu Tang Han Gai The snow is gone and the shadows on the green gate are faint, and the warm wind returns late and early in the morning.

If you want to rely on thin leaves to retain the spring color, you must tie the long strips with Luohui. Peng Ze was sentimental and depressed, but Sui Di had no one to rely on.

This is the kind of thing that is spared when it comes to anger in the world, but it is rare for passers-by to give away gifts. Yong Liu Tang Han? The rain and wind are uncontrollable, and the whole body is weak and hangs down to others.

The jade fiber is broken and given to each other from afar, just like when it is in the hands of Guanyin. Ode to the Willow by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.

I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Li Qiao, Tang Dynasty The willows are lush and green, and the golden embankment has a green atmosphere.

The flowers in front of the courtyard are like snow, and the leaves between the buildings are like clouds. The columns are divided into dragon shadows, and the Fangchi is written with phoenix characters.

Why is the short flute played? Climbing and folding is to miss the king. Weeping Willows by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty In the small garden of Pingting, there is a graceful and graceful place in the east of the pond.

The court robes are all hanging down to the ground, and the fairy clothes are full of wind. The Seven Sages would rather occupy the Bamboo, and the Third Rank would prefer the Pine.

Heartbroken Linghe Hall, the late emperor’s jade throne is empty.

Liu Tang Li Shangyin The snow in the south and north of the Yangtze River has just disappeared, and the desert is light and yellow, stirring up tender strips.

Ba'an has already climbed up to the guest's hand, and Chu Palace is the first to ride on the waist of the dancing concubine. It rains on the official road during the Qingming Festival, and the wind blows on the wild bridge in the evening.

Like a thread, it is like a thread that leads to hatred, and the way back for the king and his grandson is far away. Li Shangyin of Liu Tang Dynasty once danced in the east wind and enjoyed the spring garden in the heart-breaking sky.

How can I be willing to arrive on a clear autumn day, with the setting sun and cicadas already there? Inscription on the Willow by Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty Turning towards the edge of Li Pavilion, the spring light is all over your hands.

How beautiful are the flowers, their softness comes from their sentimentality. The moon is caged in the stream between the banks, and the wind is shaking the wild orioles.

At dusk of March in Sui Dynasty, the catkins are flying freely. Liu Tang Luo Yin A cluster of green smoke locks the jade building, half hanging down the wall and half hanging down the ditch.

There will be new articles next year, and the spring breeze will continue to cause chaos. Liu Tang Muyou In ancient and modern times, a gift from the king can lead to a new life after many times of failure.

Five trees are leaning against Yuanming's house, and thousands of trees are hanging down at Taiwei's camp. The emeralds are hidden in the smoke near the water, and the orioles are nestled in the wind and rain.

In the Sui Dynasty, the embankment was surrounded by the sound of singing and playing. Pei Liu of Tang Dynasty said: "If the whisk is high, the dangerous building is low and the dust is low, how often can the Ba Bridge be climbed or broken."

Thinking is like a heartless tree. It doesn’t know how to welcome people but only gives them away. Ode to the Willows by Wu Rong of the Tang Dynasty He and the orioles are the ground, and he does not teach flowers to be matchmakers.

The fineness is the same as the rain, but the lightness only loves the style. It's good to brush the brocade steps, but don't cover the bronze sparrow platform.

There are thousands of trees in Baling, and I will leave at dusk. Liu Tang Xu Wei The gold bars in the desert have a slight lead, and they are green every year to announce the return of spring.

Release the cage and let the flying mist spread the fragrant scenery, instead of chasing away the scattered flowers and floating sunset. The chirping birds and the noisy cicadas are depressing, while the dancing smoke shakes the water.

After the Tao family became famous after the five plants were planted, it was rare to see those who were proud of their cultivation. Ode to the Willows by Xue Feng of the Tang Dynasty The weak plant is frightened and hurts itself due to the wind, but at dusk, it is time to turn over and have melodious thoughts.

Once upon a time, the purple road floated along the high and low roads, and I dared to brush against the red lanterns to compete with each other. The lingering jade flies and dances, and flutters into the pond like snow and frost.

Mo Lingqi Road has many twists and turns, and gradually we are about to reach the painting hall in the shade. Willows in the Courtyard, Yao Department of the Tang Dynasty. The willows and poplar branches are curled up, and the hanging branches are hanging down.

Jiaoyin is always secret and can be divided into separate sections. Because attachment seems to be forever, it hurts even more to get married and leave.

Love this spring scenery, don’t let the autumn wind blow suddenly. Liu Tang Zhangxu The cigarette sticks are hanging on the ground, and spring thoughts are forming beside the buildings beside the city.

Please take a closer look at Feng Liuyi, before she loses her spirit and is in the palace. Liu Zhenggu, Tang Dynasty Half smoke and half rain beside the river bridge, the apricots reflect the Taoshan road.

You will have no intention of leaving others, and thousands of threads will stir up the spring breeze. . 5. Does anyone have a poem about willow leaves?

Autumn title by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty. Lotus and willow leaves are inseparable from each other in autumn.

The jade dew drops make us cry for the first time, and the golden wind blows us even more sad. The green eyebrows are willing to give up, and the red face is drifting with hatred.

Sighing is like a wanderer, and the youth is still old. As a reward to Dudu Li's cousin, he wrote an early spring poem by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. He sat down at dawn with great strength and was sad to see the early spring.

I feel more worried about accompanying guests, and I feel more like growing old with others. The peach blossoms are red and tender, and the willow leaves are new and green.

It’s time to look back home, but the world is still dusty. At dusk in autumn, the willow leaves at the north gate of Tangjia Island are in full bloom.

When the crane is near the water, it greets the monk and suddenly carries clouds behind it. White beards appear side by side, and clear tears separate into two lines.

Who would like to hear the silent chanting day and night. Late Autumn by Li Xianyong of the Tang Dynasty. Outside the setting sun and the rain, I feel endless thoughts about the autumn colors.

The willow leaves are dry and green, and the maple branches are broken into red. The hair on the temples looks like snow, but the livelihood is still as unkempt.

It is not as good as the woodcutter's music, just like the wind of the flute. Autumn Night Embrace Liu Cang, Tang Dynasty The anvils and pestles are few and the autumn colors are long, and the cold magpies around the branches are sad.

The clouds in Guanshan Mountain are covered with nine autumn moons, and the willow leaves at the door are withered by three paths of frost. Recently, every time I think about returning to my childhood home, I recall my old friends in Xiaoxiang.

How do you change your face and hair during the season? It’s very sad when you see it in the mirror. Willow Eyebrows by Zhao Luanluan of the Tang Dynasty The curved willow leaves are melancholy while playing, and the beautiful water chestnut flowers shine everywhere.

Charming does not bother Luo Zidai, spring mountain painting comes from the spirit. 6. Poems about willow trees

Li Bai·Recalling Qin E The sound of the flute swallowed, Qin E's dream cut off the moon in the Qin Tower.

The moon in the Qinlou, the willows are colored every year, and the Baling is sad to say goodbye. Enjoy the Qingqiu Festival in Yuanyuan, and the sound of Xianyang's ancient road is excruciating.

The sound is gone, the west wind is lingering, the Han family mausoleum is farewell. The willows are green and heavy on the ground, the poplars are flying in the sky, the willow branches are broken and the flowers are flying. I would like to ask the passers-by if they are coming home. Liangzhou Ci by Wang Zhihuan. Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.

Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. Wei Zhuang, Jinling Map: The river is raining and the grass is flowing, and the Six Dynasties are like birds singing in the sky.

The most ruthless willow is Taicheng Liu, still smoked ten miles away from the embankment. How much leisure and sorrow do you have? Yichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and rain, and plums are yellow and rainy.

He Zhu. Sapphire Case A stream of smoke and willows hangs with thousands of silk hanging down, but there is no reason why the orchid boat can live there. Zhou Zizhi. Walking on the Shasha. Idle sorrow is the most painful. Don't go and lean on Weilan, where the setting sun is setting and the smoke of willows breaks your heart.

Su Shi. The water dragon chants and the chilling cicadas are miserable.

Facing Changting night. The showers have begun to subside.

Everyone is drinking without a trace. Nostalgia.

Lan Zhou urged the launch. Holding hands and looking into teary eyes.

I was speechless and choked. Think about it.

Thousands of miles of smoke. The dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing.

Ignore the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight?

The dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank. After so many years, it should be a good time and beautiful scenery.

Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell them to? ——Liu Yong. Yu Linling Hearing the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night by Li Bai Whose jade flute is flying darkly, spreading into the spring breeze all over Luo City. Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. 7. Poems describing willow trees

"Poems of Willow Branches" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: "One tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as tender as gold and as soft as silk.

Yongfeng West Point Wilderness In the garden, who belongs to no one all day long? "Zhou Bangyan's "Lanling King Willow" The willow tree is straight, and the smoke is green. On the Sui Embankment, I have seen several times that the water is floating in the water to see people off.

Climb to see your homeland. Who knows Jinghua’s tired guests? Changting Road, every year, should have more than a thousand feet of flexible strips.

Choose two of your own~~~~~~~~~~~ I am leisurely looking for old traces, drinking while mourning, and leaving the table under the light of the lamp. Pear blossom and elm fire promote cold food.

I am worried that the wind is fast with an arrow, and the waves are warm with half a pole. I turn around and count the posts after a long journey, looking at the people in the north. Sadness and hatred piled up.

Farewell to Pupu, Tianjin is silent. The setting sun slowly makes spring infinite.

Holding hands while thinking about the moon and pavilions, listening to the flute on the exposed bridge, thinking about the past, it’s like crying in a dream. "Poem of Willow Branches" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: One tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as tender as gold and as soft as silk.

In the deserted garden at the west corner of Yongfeng, who does it belong to when no one belongs to it all day long? Green Gate Willow by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The green tree looks sad, and has been part of the hatred of several people. In order to say goodbye to many people near the capital, the long strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze.

Suzhou Willow by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The yellow and graceful beauty in the Golden Valley Garden, the whirling green beside the Qujiang Pavilion. Laolai travels everywhere, unlike Suzhou where there are many willow trees.

The fluffy white hair is blowing across your face, leaving you with no idea what to do. New Willows in Chang'an by Chen Guang of the Tang Dynasty The clouds in Jiumo are beginning to rise, and the willows in Huangqu are already new.

Different Tianyuan scenery, first get the sun and spring. The color is light and slightly revealing, and the silk is light and not dusty.

One branch is about to be broken, and it’s time to return home in the morning. Willows by the water in May Tang Cuihu The roots are tall and tall, and their hanging shadows are clear and shallow.

My face is still cold when I sleep, and my waist is softer when I am lazy. Shaking the air bar has become heavy, and whisking the water belt can unfold.

The scenery is like a drunken smoke, like a sad moon with dew. Fishes are mistakenly frightened by long silk branches, and birds are frightened by weak branches.

How sentimental is the long separation, and the spring is full of joy. Liu Tang Cui Ou The wind is slow and the sun is late, dragging smoke across the water.

Provoke the hatred of thousands of generals and tie them to short and long branches. The bones are soft and the man is thin, the waist is light and the woman is hungry.

It is heartbreaking to think that I have not returned to my hometown. Xinliu Cui Lu of the Tang Dynasty is ruthless and tender, letting the spring rush, as if leaning against the ancient platform in the wind.

How much I hated last year and today, the color of Yugou comes from Dongting. Willows on the Embankment By Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty Weeping willows have thousands of silks, weaving farewells when spring comes.

At the place where pedestrians climb and break, when the concubine breaks her heart. Endowed with a long pavilion of willows. Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty. The willows of a long pavilion are washed by water, and the water flows through the shade.

The rain rubs the golden strands thinly, and the smoke is soft and green. Seeing off guests brings new regrets, listening to orioles reminisce about old travels.

If you give a lot of money as a gift, you will get a late autumn. Title Liu Dihuan of Tang Dynasty The shadows are whirling here between the south and the north.

There is no end to the green color, but there is more to it than love. The rain lingers on the bank of Ba, and the mist covers the Sui River.

He has a good reputation, can Qin Song succeed him? Lonely Willow by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty A willow tree containing smoke is blowing on the ground and swaying in the wind for a long time.

The beautiful woman couldn't bear to be broken and looked back at her delicate hands with regret. Liuquatrains by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Several trees have newly bloomed and their green shadows are in full bloom, leaning against the wind and being fascinated by the spring.

I hate my hometown Fanchuan, half covering the village bridge and half brushing the stream. Xinliu by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Unable to shake the wind, the color is new at dawn, and the thin waist is often jealous.

The green shade has not covered the water of the long embankment, and the golden ears are the first to greet the spring in the garden. A few sad memories of the long journey, a branch and the rain send the dust off.

There are many farewells outside the east gate, and people are worried about killing people day and night. Willows in Yugou by Du Xunhe of the Tang Dynasty When spring arrives in Yugou, the willows beside the ditch will be new.

The thin cage penetrates the forbidden water and gently brushes the people entering the court. The sun is approaching, the time is early, and the sky is low and the sky is even.

The warbler's habitat is not stable, and the painting of the palace maid is difficult to be realistic. The sky in the Chu Kingdom shook the waves, and the Sui Dynasty embankment secretly stirred up dust.

In the Imperial City, Longjin must be conquered first. Liu Tang Fangqian is swaying in the wind, and is softer than silk near the embankment.

Who knows if you have a strong attitude? If you are weak, it will be difficult to maintain it. Learn to dance with branches, turn your sleeves, and spread your eyebrows with makeup leaves.

How to climb and break, Huaiyou wrote poems again. Liu Tang Han Xie A cage of gold thread brushed against the curved bridge, and the waist was almost damaged by children.

Unfortunately, Linghe Biaoge is still there, but the spring is still long. Two Songs about Willows by Gu Yun of the Tang Dynasty The dew and the smoke are hanging down everywhere, and they are yellow, green and tender.

The long embankment has not seen the wind floating catkins, and the vast road is the first to pity the sun reflecting the silk. Leaning beside the painted banquet to steal the dance, lowering oneself to the makeup pavilion to imitate frowning.

If you don’t leave the pavilion until late spring, you will fold all the thousands of branches on the eaves. The idle flowers and weeds are always competing for new ones, and the wrinkles on the brows are uneven.

Don’t waste a spring by begging for the remaining strength of the east wind. Give it to me if you're exhausted.