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Poems about April and May 1. Poems about April
Song Dynasty in April: The mountains and plains in Weng Juan are all green, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight.
The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.
Second, the female crown child April 17th Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhaung April 17th, that was today last year, when I left you. Hold back your tears, pretend to keep your face down and frown shyly.
I've been heartbroken since we broke up last time. Now I can only meet you in my dream. My love, except the moon in the sky, who knows?
Today is April 17. Last year, it was time to leave you. Hold back your tears and pretend to lower your face, frowning shyly.
I was heartbroken after leaving, and now I can only meet you in my dream. Who knows my lovesickness except the moon on the horizon? Pre-Qin period in March and April: Wei Xia was anonymous in April and appointed in June.
Ancestors are not family, how can they be patient with me? Autumn wind blows blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow blow. The trouble is so deep that when can we go home? The cold in winter is very strong, and the wind is tearing at the skin.
No one is unhappy, but I am very sad. A good tree bloomed in the mountains and gave birth to Wei, with both chestnuts and plums. I don't know whose fault it is to wreak havoc and destruction. Look at the spring water in the mountains, and a little clarity will come.
But I encounter evil every day. Who can be a blessed person? The Yangtze River and the Han River are choppy, dominating the southern rivers. Work is very tiring, but no one says I am good. Man is not as good as an eagle, flapping his wings and flying high.
People don't dive into the abyss to escape like ordinary carp and sturgeon. Pteridium aquilinum has a long mountain, and Qi 332-334 has a long depression.
I was singing and talking with sadness. April is a good season for early summer, and hot summer will come in June.
I hate that my ancestors are not kind people, so how can I bear to suffer? This late autumn wind is chilly, and the flowers and trees have withered or withered. I have suffered so much, and I am deeply worried. Where can I live before I can have peace? Winter is so cold and heartless, whistling and blowing this violent cold wind.
Everyone in the world is doing well. Why am I the only one who has suffered this misfortune? There are precious flowers on the mountain, including chestnut and plum blossom. Now the fallen branches and leaves have withered, and I don't know whose fault it is.
Look at the gurgling mountain spring, sometimes it is crystal clear and sometimes it becomes turbid. I am lonely and suffer from this kind of disaster every day. Who knows when I can get good results? The surging Yangtze River and Hanshui River tightly surround the beautiful South China.
I try my best to do my job well. Why can't politicians be nice to me? I'm not a vulture or a stork. I can't fly into the sky like them. I am neither a herring nor a tuna, so I can't escape from the abyss like them.
Ferns and Osmunda japonica grow on high mountains, while Lycium barbarum and Melia azedarach grow on low-lying wetlands. I don't know why I wrote this poem in my own place to vent my bitterness and pity.
Fourth, peach blossoms in Dalin Temple in Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's world was full of flowers in April, and peach blossoms in Shanxi began to bloom. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
In April, all the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just bloomed. I often regret that spring has gone nowhere to look, but I don't know that it has come here.
5. Early summer of Song Dynasty: Sima Guang was sunny and rainy in April, and Nanshan became a clear household. There are no catkins in the wind, only sunflowers open to the sun.
In early summer and April, the weather was sunny and warm, and it cleared up just after a day of rain. After the rain, the mountains are greener and more pleasant, and the Nanshan opposite the door is clearer. There are no catkins fluttering in the wind, only sunflowers blooming towards the sun.
2. What poems describe Mei?
1. Poems describing May: 1, 25 strings play "Returning Wild Goose" by Tang Qianqi; 2. Two Untitled Poems by Tang Li Shangyin; 3. Ding Xifan Haiyan Wants to Fly and Tune Her Feathers upstairs on March 5th; 4. South Gezi Ruipu Tianhuang on March 5th. One hundred and fifty jathyapple tomorrow Tang Bai Juyi's Cold Food Night 7. Get the Moon before the Five Watches —— Tang Li Shangyin's Untitled Four Poems 8. At that time, the channel was ruthless and the price of peach leaves was respectful. One night, I blushed, and I realized that I was drunk in the flag pavilion when I was painting like a moon. I know who helped me get on the horse. I remember I picked up five lamps, but I don't remember how many words there were. Jade House Spring in Dao Ji, Song Yan 9. Water Su Wu Yuetang Li Bai sent Judge Zhao to Qianfu. Back to the 15th Haiyue Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Boats from Badong to the Top of Wushan Mountain via Qutang Gorge 1 1, Wu Hu Yifan's Two Poems of Kevin Jiang Song written by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty 12, Wu Gengxian's Drum Flute Slow/Shuilongyin 13, and Miwu Huyan. The rest of the purchases include Wuhu Han Yuanji's Water Turning Back to Wrong Osmanthus Full, Chen's Water Turning Back to Wrong Osmanthus Full on March 5th, Zhao Yifu's Water Turning Back to Wrong Ancient Times on May 4th, 17, and Touch the Fish and Shadow the Ancient City on May 5th. Tomorrow night is full moon, March 5th, Song, anonymous, mink head, flying six times today, 19, Wang Yifan, Wuhu, Hun, Wenkaijiang, Second Life, 20, Yanyue Yuenai, Wuhu, turned to Yin's "The Monkey Man Presents Zhu" 2 1, Midnight in the moonlight. Cheng Wenhai's Shui Long Yin Ci Xie Wufeng, Zhang Ye's Mid-Autumn Festival He Xinlang in the third month, Li Daochun's Hundred Words for Hu Xiucai in the third month, Feng Zunshi's Manjiang's Immediately in the Song Dynasty 29, When the moon sets and the trees move, Song's Night Walk 30. May is the only month, when 93 poems were written by Brahma Cong in the Song Dynasty. 35. It's March and March, and Song wrote 4 1 poem. 2. Introduction to May: May is the fifth month of the Gregorian calendar year, and it is a big month with 365,438+0 days.
"May" is also called "high moon". In the northern hemisphere, May is the third month of spring. There are two solar terms this month: Long Summer and Xiaoman. The festivals in May mainly include: May 1st International Labor Day, May 4th Youth Day and Mother's Day.
May's English name probably comes from Maya, the goddess in charge of spring and life in Roman mythology.
3. What poems describe April?
1, April, still with a faint chill.
The wind is blowing, catkins are flying, like an elegant flying butterfly, spinning in a small golden halo, falling lightly, between the eyebrows and in the palm of your hand. I am at a loss, a little sad, and it is the season of catkins flying again.
2. In April, I passed through your tenderness. Peach blossoms wither and flowers bloom in the water. You are intoxicated, and the intoxicated look is beautiful.
My eyebrows are low all my life, and I jump into your wind. 3. When the spring wind is still swaying the wind chimes in April, the peach blossoms have been stolen from her by time, and those charming March have turned into a green ocean among the graceful willows.
I saw clumps of new green covering the treetops, and I saw flowers full of trees, so I couldn't bear to falter in the wind and return to the dust. Those crazy flowers, in such a short moment, completed her mission and started another gestation process of life again.
In May 4th, the stolen peach blossom red turned into green fruit; In April, the stolen time turned into the whisper of swallows and misty rain; In April, spring was stolen, passionate and innovative; In April, among the kites flying all over the sky, I found the thread in my hand; April, in this way, came safely and gradually left in a faint hug ... June and April are really a good season, with cherry blossoms in full bloom, all kinds of insects and birds chirping happily, and willow trees covered with green clothes. After several heavy rains, the lake suddenly recovered to its former height, flush with the shore, and the lake poured out violently from the outlet, and a breeze blew, rippling blue waves.
At night, the road under the lamp is open and straight, and the camphor trees on both sides sway. Take a deep breath, and the cool fragrance penetrates your heart.
7. If there is a distance between the branches and the soil in the world, I will only fall and touch your soft heart. If you hold me in your hand, I will burn all the bright colors in the April breeze, just to melt them into your eternal mark.
If time stops here, I am willing to die at this moment. I would like to float into your life and turn into a thousand-year petal rain.
The leaves in April are so beautiful. I really like and am moved to see new leaves coming out at this time of year. Yellow, green, yellow and beautiful Jiao Jiao touches every nerve. I really love them. 9. The weather is fine, the fields are clear, and the sunshine in April is still warm.
Walking on the levee, looking around, we can see the clear river flowing eastward slowly, Anna's colorful weeping willows dancing around the spring breeze, golden rape flowers competing with each other, endless wheat fields representing the hope of harvest, and even graceful and luxurious peony, showing people her beauty. Even the unknown grass is unwilling to lag behind, waving her lovely body to people.
Just like being in a painting, I can't help sighing the most beautiful April day in the world. 10, the most beautiful April day in the world, it's true.
There is no slight cold in March and no hot and dry in May. Walking into the field, the breeze blew, and the fragrance of peony flowers came to the nose, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Peony blooms in the sun and blooms wantonly against the green leaves. April is the season when peach blossoms bloom. Pink peach blossoms can be seen everywhere, smiling at the spring breeze and setting each other off.
The sun shines on the fields, and the endless fields are swaying the beauty of spring everywhere. This situation actually makes me linger. 1 1. There are always some colors to fill.
Big or small, a rain, at the top of the earth. After April, it is the sound of waves.
The wind blew in my ear, so fast that the sun walked around the tree and brought a group of leaves. Birds are singing.
Birds are chirping in the warm breeze, the streets are reflected in the streets, and songs are sung in the songs. Above the earth.
A kind of listening captures the sunshine and wind, and captures the power of the years. 12. The pace of April can't wait.
In order to welcome the arrival of April, the earth has made too many grand preparations. You see, the plants on the Yuan Ye are jointing wildly, the mountains and rivers have changed the silence of the past, and the creatures in the Woods are jumping 13. April, beautiful April, spring in spring, in this way, they slip silently, through fingers, through dreams, through loneliness, and through sadness.
14. Spring breeze blows the heart, flowing water listens to the voice of the heart, and the sky in April rhymes with the story of wheat straw. Birthday wishes make me intoxicated in the beautiful spring, meet with warmth, accompany with sunshine, and depend on each other with true feelings.
Thanks to the concern of relatives and friends, on this happy day, I just want to watch spring quietly and meet each other quietly in every blooming season. Strolling on the shore of the years, enjoying a wandering romance, in the blue and warm April day, with mood and poetry, on the picture scroll of life, depicting the meaning and distance of life.
15. April day on earth, beautiful and elegant wading, graceful, clear and shallow, makes you smile. The lingering music lights up the mood of the past, and the crescent moon knocking on the window lattice is still like an affectionate flower.
White clouds play the dance music of the soul, and the blue sky rolls up pure dreams. 16. April day on earth bears the vicissitudes of years and also the poetic heart.
In fact, it doesn't matter what kind of spring April is. What is important is that April is the season when I was born. Those poems flowing from the heart, like fog, like dreams, like the wind, have already spread out into a winding heart.
Looking back, I find that the pain and sadness in my life have long been hidden. As a result, there is a little sadness and melancholy in my words.
So, in the spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, I put my long-cherished wish and longing for life into my bag. 17. April fell in love with the land of March, but it was too far away from her. When the sadness he misses becomes a river, it will rain and blow the peach blossom wind.
April wind blows and kisses our faces and gently shakes our hearts; April clouds, hiding in the starry sky, silently bear the eternal attachment of you and me.
4. Poems about April
Poems about April are:
1, peach blossom 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.
Analysis: I haven't fully felt the beauty of spring. Before you know it, it's April, and it's time for the wheat straw to fall in spring returns. Just when I complained that spring was fleeting and rhyme was hard to find, I suddenly saw a pink peach blossom, which was as bright as a cloud. Oh, spring, this naughty elf, it turns out that he is playing hide-and-seek with me and feels in a good mood.
2. April in the country
Song Weng Juan
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.
Analysis: A year's plan lies in spring. The drizzle is like smoke, picturesque, the mountains are beautiful, the vegetation is lush, the water is boundless, and the sky is even more so. No one wants to be idle in this beautiful season. Urged by cuckoo's enthusiasm, farmers in rural areas have just picked fat mulberry leaves and fed them to spring silkworms, and then they are busy transplanting rice seedlings in farmland.
3. Meiyu
Don du fu
Nanjing Xipu Road, April ripe Huangmei.
Zhan Zhan arrived at the Yangtze River, and the drizzle came.
Hair is sparse and easy to wet, and clouds are dense and difficult to open.
Unexpectedly, Longxi, vortex shore home.
Analysis: In Nanjing in April, Huangmei has matured, and the flowers are so crystal clear. There have been only a few rains in Mao Mao, and the fog on the mountain has not completely dispersed. All the scenery seems to be in a dream. At the foot of the mountain, there is a vast scene of smoke and waves. Isn't it caused by dragon play?
4. "Eight Poems of Li Late Peach"
Don Liu Changqing
In April, at the bottom of the valley, peach blossoms are in a hurry.
Know more about the terrain, so the spring breeze is biased.
This meaning is quite regrettable, and there are no words to describe it.
Out-of-date gentleman did not reward, empty in front of the forest.
Analysis: Probably because of the low terrain of Shenxi and the special preference of spring breeze, it is April on the earth, and the peach blossoms here are still blooming brilliantly. What a beautiful scenery, but no one handed it down, no one knew it, no one came to enjoy it. Although the peach blossom is beautiful, it can only bloom in vain in the quiet Woods.
5. "Xie Chichun, the cold is sold out."
Song Li Zhiyi
The cold is exhausted, the rain is sparse, and after Qingming.
The flower diameter is red and the wind and marsh are wrinkled.
Ru Yan wears a house, flying catkins touch the sleeves.
When it's sunny, it's still late.
It tastes like wine.
Analysis: After the Qingming Festival, a drizzle washed away the residual cold in winter. Falling red falls on the path between the flowers, the breeze stirs up ripples, swallows fly between the doors and windows of the courtyard, and the floating catkins touch the skirts and sleeves. It is the best time of the year, which makes people feel as strong as wine.
6. Guests in Early Summer
Song Sima Guang
April is sunny and sunny, and after a storm comes a calm, Nanshan has clearly become a household.
There is no catkin because of the wind, but the sunflower is sunny.
Analysis: As soon as the clear rain stopped, everything seemed to have just been washed, and the Nanshan across the hall was clearly displayed in front of my eyes. On weekdays, the infamous catkins and poplars have long since disappeared, and only sunflowers are persistently opening to the sun.
5. Good sentences and poems describing April
Farewell, my friend Chen
(Tang)
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.
When our horses bray on the road and are eager to go home, the green peaks we left at dawn can still be seen at night.
Chen, my friend, you have always been a great good man with your dragon beard, tiger eyebrows and your big forehead.
You hide thousands of books in your arms. You hold your head high and never bow your head.
Bought us wine at the east gate, made a wish, and took things as light as a feather.
You lie down, slightly drunk, forgetting the white sun, but you open your eyes from time to time and stare at the high and lonely clouds.
The tide of the lonely river joined the dark sky and the ferryman boarded his boat. It's getting late and we can't sail.
People from Zheng can't go home, and people from Luoyang sigh with disappointment.
I heard about many friends around your woodland residence, and you were fired yesterday. Are they your friends today? ?
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Peach blossom in Dalinsi
Bai Juyi (Tang)
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I hate that spring has nowhere to go, so I don't know to ask it for help.
Country April
Weng Juan (Southern Song Dynasty)
Full of mountains and green, full of white rivers,
In the regular sound, the rain began to rain like smoke.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April.
Only silkworms are planted in the field.
6. Famous sayings about April
April in ancient Rome was a beautiful season of spring and flowers.
April in English evolved from Latin Aprilis (the day of flowering). Aprilis comes from Aperio-the meaning of flowering.
April comes from the word aperire, which means "open" and may mean that plants begin to grow in spring. April is the most beautiful time in spring. The representative flower in April is Rosa davurica.
Lin wrote a poem, saying that you are April day on earth-a hymn of love, saying that you are April day on earth; Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers.
It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night. After the snow melts, the goose is yellow, and you are like; Tender as the green of a new bud, you are gentle and happy, and the water floats with the white lotus in your dream.
You are the flower of the tree, the swallow whispering between the beams, you are love, warmth and hope, you are the April day on the earth! April: The heroine who appeared in the arms of Kyushu travelers has a feather-like charm. The book describes her like this: "Long hair pours down to the waist like silver, and red eyes shine like lights in the dark." He still remembers April's sarcastic smile, curved corners of the mouth and deep dimples, which could drown his eyes ... skin as white as the first snow.
She stood in the misty forest, just like a bright lamp, shocking the Ming city and making people unable to stare. "To save Ming city.
But many people don't really believe that she is dead. Born in Zhu Yanhai.
7. May Poetry
In May, it snowed in Tianshan Mountain, with no flowers and only cold.
Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night.
I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country. In May, in the Tang Dynasty, Li He carved jade, draped his forehead and smashed an empty door.
Well lead water, fan weave mandarin duck pattern. Back to the snow dance cool hall, dew wash green.
The sleeves are lingering, and the sweat is stained with precious millet. 3 Look at Bai Juyi's family in the wheat cutting Tang, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Modern poetry May is a season of fire, and the sky is blue and beautiful. You and I met unexpectedly, without a trace. The legendary years have passed. I won't keep you in the crying season in May. There is something strange in the sky. Everything seems to be crying. The girl's voice is crying. The years passed. I only have memories of May. The sky is full of your name and my heart. The bleak memories of May are engraved with poems and my name on the beach. In May, Baiyun took away your name. The waves washed away love. I will turn off your poem and have your memory. 5. Competition songs (323/KOOC-0/33532363/KOOC-0/343/KOOC-0/30323/KOOC-0/3635333E78988E69833/KOOC-0/333353/KOOC-0/663) Before the monarch left the county, he heard the harmony on the river early; The monarch came out, and the horse was led by the red flag; The clothes on both sides of the strait smell fragrant, and the silver hairpin shines on the frost blade; The drums sounded three times and the red flag opened, and two dragons jumped out of the water; Shadow waves fly to Wan Jian, and the drums sound like thunder; The drums are getting closer and closer, and the eyes of the two dragons are like an instant; The people on the slope thundered and the rainbow on the pole was dizzy; The front boat won the bid to launch, and the rear boat lost momentum and waved. 6 Fisherman Aosong Ouyang Xiu was enchanting and baked in Liu Hua in May.
The green poplars drooped because of the rain. Five-color new silk package jiaozi.
Gold plate delivery. Give birth to a model, give birth to a twin phoenix.
It's time to bathe the orchids. Acorus calamus wine is beautiful and clear
Huang Li in the leaves occasionally gets it. Yusong was too careless and broke the dream of the screen window.
7 Liu Hua Tang Hanyu Liu Hua May sunny, see a son between branches, then see a son. Unfortunately, there are no horses and chariots here, and the moss is upside down.
8. What are the poems about May?
1. In May, in the Tang Dynasty, Li He carved jade and put a curtain on his forehead to make the cage empty.
Well lead water, fan weave mandarin duck pattern. Back to the snow dance cool hall, dew wash green.
The sleeves are lingering, and the sweat is stained with precious millet. On the night of May 15th, Tang Baijuyi, an acquaintance, was happy, and he swam towards the night.
Spring breeze comes to the seaside and the moon is in the upper reaches of the river. Lights are everywhere, and music is everywhere.
It's okay to think of Dili, not tired of Hangzhou. 3. The fisherman proudly sings that Ouyang Mayflower is enchanting. The green poplars drooped because of the rain. Five-color new silk twisted corners. Here comes the golden plate. It's time to bathe the orchids. Acorus calamus wine is beautiful and clear When the leaf becomes Huang Shi, it is finished. Yousong was so careless that he broke the dream of screen window. 4. Jingge (excerpt) Before the monarch left the county, he heard the harmony on the river; The monarch came out, and the horse was led by the red flag; The clothes on both sides of the strait smell fragrant, and the silver hairpin shines on the frost blade; The drums sounded three times and the red flag opened, and two dragons jumped out of the water; Shadow waves fly to Wan Jian, and the drums sound like thunder; The drums are getting closer and closer, and the eyes of the two dragons are like an instant; The people on the slope thundered and the rainbow on the pole was dizzy; The front boat won the bid to launch, and the rear boat lost momentum and waved.
5. Look at mowing the grass and mowing the wheat pond. Bai Juyi's family has less leisure, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp. Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
There is a poor woman with a child on her back. Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad. The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry. There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.