1. Poems about weeping willows by the river
Poems about weeping willows by the river 1. Poems describing willows by the lake
Chanting Willow He Zhizhang Jasper makes up a tree High, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. 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. 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 river head for three or four days, but the old willows and golden threads beside the bridge.
Ferrying back and forth 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’s so sad to think that I haven’t returned to my hometown. Title Liu Dihuan of Tang Dynasty The shadows are whirling here between the south and the north.
The green color is endless, and the separation of love produces more. The rain lingers on the bank of Ba, and the mist covers the Sui River.
He has a good name, can Qin Song succeed him? Xinliu by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. Unable to shake the wind, the color is new, 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 Xie A cage of gold thread brushed the curved bridge, and the waist was almost damaged by children.
Unfortunately, Linghe Biaoge is still there, but the spring is still long and thin. Liu Han Cong of the Tang Dynasty. I broke the willow tree and got the green strips in the song, and moved them 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.
In this world, people who are hated are spared this kind of thing, but passers-by give rare gifts. Ode to the Willows by Han Xie of the Tang Dynasty The rain and the 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 Guanyin's hand. Liu Tang Li Qiao 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 charming pond to the east.
The court robes all hang 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 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 shakes 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: "The whisk is high when the building is in danger and the dust is low, how often the Ba Bridge climbs and folds."
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 bar in the desert has a slight lead, and it is green every year to announce the return of spring.
Release the cage and let the flying mist extend 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 praised them. Ode to the Willows by Xue Feng of the Tang Dynasty The weak plant is frightened and hurts itself due to the wind, and I turn over my thoughts in the dusk with 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 be able to leave people without any intention, and thousands of threads will stir up the spring breeze.
2. What are the poems describing willow trees by the lake
1. "Ode to Willows/Willow Branches"
Tang Dynasty: He Zhizhang
The jasper is as high 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.
Translation:
The tall willow trees are covered with new green leaves, and the light hanging wickers are like thousands of gently fluttering green ribbons.
I don’t know who cut these thin willow leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like magic scissors.
2. "Qingmen Willow"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The green tree has a sad look, 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.
Translation:
The green color of the willow tree is a sad color. How many parting people parted in this scene.
The nearby checkpoints were also surrounded by people bidding farewell, and everyone broke willows to see off their departing friends.
3. "New Willow"
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
Willow branches are brushing the silver pond hundreds of feet, and they are not dark green, only light yellow.
Not necessarily a willow branch can be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water will lead it to grow.
Translation:
The long willow branches gently caressed the silvery pond. The tender willow leaves had no deep green color at all, leaving only the tender green and goose yellow color of the tree.
Although the wicker looks very long, it does not extend into the pool water, but the reflection in the water stretches it.
4. "The Ringing Rain·The Chilling Cicadas are Sorrowful"
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
The chilling cicadas are pitiful, facing the pavilion at night, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out of the Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Translation:
The cry of the autumn cicada is sad and urgent. Facing the pavilion in the evening, the shower has just stopped. We set up a tent on the outskirts of Kyoto for a farewell party, but we were not in the mood to have a drink. When we were reluctant to leave, the people on the boat were already urging us to set off.
Holding each other's hand and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were choked and speechless.
Thinking of the long journey, thousands of miles of mist, the evening clouds and mist shrouded the southern sky, deep and vast, with no end in sight.
Since ancient times, passionate people have always been sad about parting, let alone in this deserted and desolate autumn! Who knows where I will be when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid it's just the willow bank, facing the shrill morning wind and the waning moon at dawn.
It’s been a long time since we last visited each other. I expected that even if we encountered good weather and beautiful scenery, it would be nothing. Even if you are full of affection, who will you tell it to?
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Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
He once danced in the east wind and enjoyed the spring garden in the heart-broken sky.
How can I be willing to arrive on a clear autumn day, with the setting sun and cicadas already there?
Translation:
Once chasing the east wind, like a dancer dancing at a banquet, it was a spring day with blooming flowers, and people were playing in Leyouyuan.
How come it is the late autumn season, when the setting sun is shining and the cicadas are wailing.
3. Looking for poems describing the willow trees by the lake
"Yulin Bell" by Liu Yong
Yulin Bell
The cicadas are mournful,
It's late at Changting,
The showers are beginning to stop.
Drinking without thoughts in the capital tent,
The place of nostalgia,
Lan Zhou's hair is shattered,
Holding hands and looking into each other's tearful eyes,
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I was speechless and choked.
Thousands of miles away from the mist,
The sky is vast and misty at dusk.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times,
It is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival.
Where can I wake up tonight?
Willow bank,
The evening wind and the waning moon.
After so many years,
It should be a good time and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of styles,
Who can I tell you?
4. Poems describing dark willows by the river in winter
1. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a lone boat and a coir raincoat fishes alone in the snow on the cold river. Tang Dynasty ?Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River" 2. If the severe winter is not chilly, how can we see Yangchun Tang? Lu Wen's "Mengdong Pujinguanhe Pavilion" chilling: a harsh and bleak look. 3. The sky is cold and green, and the north wind calls withered mulberry. The thick ice does not crack. The text, "There is cold light in a short day" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Bitter Cold Song" called: The wind roared like a roar. 4. Only then did I see the clouds covering the top of the mountain, and the snow was like dust on the rocks. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade trees, and thousands of trees and Usnea Duoyun Tang? Yuan Zhen's "Snow in the Southern Qin Dynasty" 3. When the flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches Tang? Gao Pian's "Dui Xue" Liu Chu: Snowflakes are hexagonal, so they are called "Liu Chu". . Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow and look like white jade. 4. Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. Bai Juyi's "Snow at Night": "I was surprised that the quilt pillow was cold, and I saw the window was bright again. Late at night, I knew the snow was heavy, Sometimes I hear the sound of folding bamboo." 5. The bead curtain flutters across the white wall, lighter than catkins and heavier than frost. Li Shangyin's "Two Poems on Snow" describes the scene of flying snowflakes in two sentences. 6. All the frozen springs are swallowed, and I sing the colder song Qieyan: The spring water does not flow smoothly due to freezing, so it is described as whimpering. Yin: Song Yin. Liu Jia of the Tang Dynasty's "Bitter Cold Song": "All the frozen springs are swallowed, and I sing even more when it is cold. I lean against the pine trees in the middle of the night and I don't realize it." "My clothes are covered with snow." 7. Three million jade dragons were defeated in battle, and the sky was filled with broken scales and armor. Flying jade dragons: describe the flying snow. Defeated scales and broken armor: describe the snow flakes dancing like scales falling one after another. Song Hu Zai's "Tiaoxi Yuyincong" Volume 54 of the first volume of "The Poetry of the Western Qing Dynasty" is quoted in "The Poetry of the Western Qing Dynasty", which contains the poem "Snow" written by Zhang Yuan. 8. The mountains and rivers never sleep for thousands of miles, and the heaven and earth are selfless. The snow is so uncomfortable, the mountains are frozen and the clouds are not clear? Hong Sheng's "Xue Wang" 10. The rain and snow are lingering, Jian Xi said Xiao "The Book of Songs? Xiaoya? Jiao Gong" "The Book of Songs? Xiaoya? Jiao Gong" is lingering: the appearance of heavy snow; one said it is like "floating" "Gone with the wind". Sun; the heat of the sun. Said: auxiliary words, no real meaning. 11. The cold wind destroys the trees, and the severe frost freezes the garden in Lanhan? Yuefu ancient poem "An ancient poem written by Jiao Zhongqing's wife" 12. The sad wind at the end of the year, the shadow The sky is covered with snow. There is no sound in my ears. In my eyes, it is clear and desolate: cold and cold. Yiyi: dark. Hope: few. In the eyes: what the eyes can see. Hao: white. Jin? Tao Yuanming's "Guimao Sui Ten" "Written in the middle of February and respectfully distanced from my younger brother" 13. The difference in the air when sprinkled with salt can be imagined, but it is not like the catkins blowing up due to the wind? Catkins are blown by the wind." 14. The bright moon shines on the snow, and the new wind is strong and mournful in the Southern Dynasty and Song Dynasty? ?Wang Wei's "Reminiscing about the Snow in Hu Jushi's House in the Winter Evening" Window: Window. Fengjingzhu: The wind brings snow, and it hits the bamboo, making a rustling sound. 16. I don't know if the raindrops in the courtyard have fallen this morning, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night. Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty "Response to Snow in the Garden" Tingxue: snowflakes falling in the courtyard. 17. The sound of water is icy, and the snow on the sand road is flat " 18. A green vine path, thousands of snow-capped peaks are clear Tang? Li Bai "Returning to the old mountain in winter" 19. The ground is white and the wind is cold, and the snowflakes are as big as hands Tang? Li Bai "Mocking Wang Liyang for refusing to drink" 20. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as a mat , blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another in Tang Dynasty's "North Wind Journey" by Li Bai. Xuanyuan Terrace: It is said to be the place where the Yellow Emperor captured Chiyou. 21. The clouds were low in the dusk, and the snow danced rapidly, returning to the wind. Tang Dynasty's Du Fu's "Pairing with the Snow" Return Wind: the whirling wind. 22. The frost is severe, the belt is broken, and the fingers are not able to knot. Du Fu's "Five Hundred Words from Beijing to Fengxian County" Zhizhi: the fingers are stiff. 23. The clouds are clear and the gulls are dancing, and the wind is against the wild geese. Tang: Du Fu's " "Sending the eldest grandson off gradually to return to the state in the evening of winter" No line: no procession. 24. The cold weather makes the days short, the wind and waves are flat with the clouds in Tang Dynasty? Du Fu's "Reminiscing about the Past in Gong'an County" 25. On the sparse bamboos in the setting sun, the lingering snow is scattered in the mountains in Tang Dynasty? Han Hong's " Chu Zhuzhu's house meeting completed by the concubine Qian Yuanwailang envoys to the king" (a poem written by Zhang Ji) 26. Who cut and carved thousands of piles of snow on the flat ground to create this continuous sky of flowers in the Tang Dynasty? Han Yu's "Two Poems on Li Flowers": "In the spring, the earth competes for luxury, Luoyang The garden is especially beautiful. Who cut and carved thousands of piles of snow on the flat ground to make this continuous ceiling?" Wang Sima of Fang Prefecture and Yan Zhengzi met each other in the snow and presented it to Tang Li Bai. The wanderer came from the southeast and came from Wanshi Jingguo. There were unintentional clouds floating in the air, suddenly. Returning to the northwest. I visited Dai Xi, but I didn’t even look for this phase.
Get. A sad face brings new joy, and the last banquet is to reminisce about the previous knowledge. The Yan Gong Han court is old, gloomy and rich in talents. The price of the copper dragon tower is high, and the sound is loud and heavy. Next to the door. Ningqi meets here, and spends a rest in the beautiful hall. The snow-covered peaks in the distance are bright, The cold city locks the spring scenery. The owner of the common people is looking forward to it, and I am a blue cloud. The feng shui is like seeing the talent, and throwing a pole to help the emperor. I pay a farewell to the six fathers of Rencheng and return to the capital with full rank. Li Bailonghu of the Tang Dynasty thanked him for his encouragement, and the 铓鸾 is not in the morning. You look at the cranes on the sea, but they are like quails in a cage. I use the heart of the sky and the earth alone, and the floating clouds are my body. Even if I put the hairpin together, it is as if I were intimate with the haze. Ji's father has a heroic demeanor, and his white eyebrows are extraordinary. As soon as he became an official, he fell asleep in a dream, and he took off his clothes and returned to the west. In the Qin Dynasty, Mr. Dou held a grand banquet, and all the poets came to Zhen. The song of Yan fell to the wild geese, and the song of Ying returned to Yangchun. The horses neighed for a hundred times, and the carriages moved in the dust. He hesitated and couldn't bear to go, falling in love with these four people. Farewell to the high carriage, Farewell to Kong Qingqin. Under the bamboo forest, we were even close to the infantry. After getting drunk from the snow, I gave it to Wang Liyang. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty had a body with flying dragon scales, and hands with braided tiger beards. Look at the old Runan City, where the white-headed immortal hid his jade pot. When you hear the wind blowing in the bamboos at the window, you invite me to get drunk with the green in the cup. How different is the sun in the calendar, when the mountains are overcast, the white snow flies and the flowers dazzle people's eyes. I have wine in your house, why should I worry? There are many guests enjoying themselves and holding candles. Xie Shang can dance like a robin by himself. , Xiangru didn't take off his pheasant fur. In the early morning, he went across the river with drums and oars. He missed the moon tower for thousands of miles. He presented the snow to his brother Yu Chengzai.
5. Weeping willows by the lake in spring, poems about orioles
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a line of egrets ascends to the blue sky. ——Du Fu's "Quequatrains"
I tiredly heard the sound of Zigui in the morning and evening, but unexpectedly there was an oriole singing. ——Liu Zongyuan's "Smell the Oriole"
The color of the two oriole is like gold, and the curling branches are singing with fragrant sounds. ——Wen Tingyun "Willow branches·Two pairs of orioles are as bright as gold"
The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole sounds good in the sky through the leaves. ——Du Fu's "The Prime Minister of Shu"
There is a lonely grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. ——Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream"
The warm rhythm is latent, the valley is peaceful, the orioles are dancing, and the fragrant trees are suddenly moving. ——Liu Yong "Huang Ying'er·Who owns the garden on a sunny day and in spring"
Under the trees, the springs are still in my hometown, and the orioles and white birds understand human feelings. ——Chen Shidao's "Climbing Pengzu Tower"
There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, one or two oriole sounds at the bottom of the leaves, and the sky is light with flying catkins. ——Yan Shu's "Broken Arrangement·Xinshe When the Swallows Come"
Longing on the pillow, the oriole chattered a hundred times. ——Yuan Quhua's "Mr. An"