Beautiful April poems take you through the most beautiful April days in the world.

In April this year, an epidemic occurred in Guangzhou, and most of the time I was either at home or doing nucleic acid testing. It was the end of April before I felt the beauty of April on earth.

The most beautiful April day in the world is loved by poets. How beautiful is April in their works? Read these April poems and feel the beauty of April!

Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple

Tang 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.

In Yuanhe 12, 46-year-old Bai Juyi was demoted to Jiangzhou (now Jiujiang, Jiangxi) as Sima. In April, the weather was fine, and he and a group of friends went to Lushan to visit Dalin Temple.

At this time, the flowers under Lushan Mountain have withered, but in Dalin Temple, which is located deep in the mountains, a large peach blossom has just bloomed.

This unexpected beauty made Bai Juyi meet. He was particularly surprised and sang this poem.

He always laments that spring is nowhere to be found. It turns out that spring hasn't left yet. It just hides in the ancient temple deep in this mountain like hide-and-seek with people. That large peach blossom has just opened, and it is very bright.

Such spring scenery made Bai Juyi forget the depression of being relegated. Life is like this, as long as you are good at discovering, there will be surprises everywhere.

On the evening of April 23rd, Tai Chongbiao and I took a wild step.

Song Hongyan

Surrounded by four mountains, the people are close and the village is far away.

Lingyin Temple outside the bird, Wulingyuan with elegant lace.

What you see is not a pen but a poem.

I want to forget to return after seeing the transplanting, and move quinoa to dusk.

Surrounded by mountains, there is a field in the middle. People are nearby, and a small mountain village is faintly seen in the distance.

When birds fly by, the bell of Lingyin Temple rings. Birds sing and flowers smell, just like Wulingyuan.

Everything you see and hear along the way is picturesque, natural and beautiful, and you don't need to touch it with a colored pen. It is difficult to describe and describe its beauty with pen, ink and words.

The sight of farmers transplanting rice seedlings in the fields makes people linger. After greedily looking at the transplanted seedlings, I realized that the sun had set and dusk was coming.

Country April

Weng Juan in the Southern Song Dynasty

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.

Jiangnan in April is a green ocean. The hillside, the vegetation in the field and the rice fields are all green. Green grass, green seedlings and trees are full of vitality.

The ditches in the field are distributed vertically and horizontally, and white water flows; Rice fields are also full of water. The water in the rice field and the sky reflect each other and are white.

Looking around, green rice fields and white water are shrouded in thin smoke. That's not smoke, it's rain in Mao Mao, falling quietly.

Several cuckoo calls came from the distant Woods, breaking the original silence.

The countryside presents a busy scene. Every household is busy farming, and no one is idle. Just after picking mulberry and raising silkworms, I have to catch up with transplanting.

The countryside in April has beautiful natural scenery and a busy scene, which makes people immersed in a beautiful rural life.

Yuhang April

Bai Wei in yuan dynasty

Yuhang Road in April, sunny business.

Zhu Ying mung bean wine, green grass and white goose village.

The bow is slippery, and the wind is light.

Several silkworms are moving and the door is closed in broad daylight.

In Hangzhou in April, the weather is fine, everything is revived, and there is a vibrant scene everywhere.

The cherry tree is covered with red cherries, which makes people drool. The breeze is blowing, and the wind is filled with the fragrance of cherries. Green beans with amber wine are especially refreshing and pleasant.

Outside the field at the head of the village, Yi Yi is lush with white geese playing freely on it.

The spring river is full of water, and the boat is on the water, gliding lightly. The wind blows gently, and the sleeves as thin as silk are floating in the wind and reflected in the water, which is particularly beautiful.

People are not interested in enjoying such beautiful scenery and are busy raising silkworms. In order to prevent outsiders from invading, all the families closed their doors.

April in Hangzhou is picturesque, just like a rural painting in spring. There are beautiful natural scenery here, and people who love labor are working hard to raise silkworms.