Liu Poems in The Book of Songs
Recall that when I went out, Yangliuyiyi blew with the wind; Now on the way back, the snow is flying all over the sky.
Yesterday: Point out the time.
Yiyi: A lush appearance. Say, attachment to appearance.
Thinking: suffix particles.
Feifei: The snow looks great.
The old me is gone, and now I'm thinking about rain and snow.
This is a famous sentence in the Book of Songs, which, like a painting, expresses the feelings of a traveler who is away from home to the fullest.
It was spring when I went out, and the willows were dancing. When I came back, it was already rainy and snowy in winter. At this time of year, everything he has experienced is self-evident.
2. Lyric poems
Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Riverside willow
The ancient embankment curled up and a tree smoked. If the silk does not stop, keep the boat.
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The south is far from the north, and the shadow dances here. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.
Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. Bai has his own good name, and he followed it.
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A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time. The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.
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Several newly opened trees, with neat shadows and various customs, are fascinated by spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
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The swaying makes the wind blow, and the embankment is as soft as silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
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A cage of golden thread bends the bridge, and several children hurt their backs.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.
3. Poems about Yangliu, Li Baiyi and Qin E
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The sound dust is gone, the west wind is still shining, and the Han tomb is gone.
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The willows on the ground are green and heavy, the flowers in the sky fly, the wicker flies, and the pedestrians don't return.
Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Weizhuang Tu Jinling
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
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A wisp of smoke hangs like a willow, so there is no reason to live in Lanzhou.
Zhou Zizhi. Tashahang
Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.
Xin Qiji. Touch the fish
Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear.
Su Shi. Shuilongyin
Cold and sad. Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop. All the cars are full of drinks. Nostalgia Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears.
I was speechless and choked up. Read it. A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse.
Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight. There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong. Yulinling
One spring night, Li Bai heard the flute in Los Angeles.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!
4. Poems about willows:
1, wet apricot blossoms with clothes and blow cold willows. -from Song Zhinan's quatrains, short eaves in the shadow of ancient trees
Original: The short awning is shaded by ancient trees, and the stick helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Park the boat and tie it in the shade of an old tree on the shore; Walk across the east side of the bridge with crutches and enjoy the spring scenery. The spring rain seems to wet my clothes on purpose, and it keeps raining. Spring breeze gently brushed people's faces, with a fresh willow breath.
2, the grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. -Excerpted from "Village Residence" by Gao Ding in Qing Dynasty
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
In February of the lunar calendar, the grass gradually germinates and grows, the orioles fly around, and the willows gently brushing the shore are intoxicated by the spring fog. The children in the village came home from school early, and quickly flew kites in the blue sky in the east wind.
3. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. -two Liangzhou poems written by Wang Zhihuan in the Tang Dynasty.
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
The Yellow River seems to rush out from the white clouds, and Yumenguan is hanging alone in the mountains. Why do you want to complain about the late arrival of spring by playing the plaintive "Yangliuqiu" with Qiangdi? It turns out that the spring breeze around Yumenguan can't blow!
4, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. -From Han Yi's Cold Food in Tang Dynasty
The spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
In Chang 'an in late spring, catkins are flying all over the sky, and there are countless red flowers. Cold food festival, the east wind blows the willow in the imperial city. In the evening, the Han Palace sent candles to the princes and ministers, and the light smoke drifted to the emperor's favorite home.
5, the most ruthless city willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment. -from Wei Zhuang's Taicheng in the Tang Dynasty.
Original: The rain fell on the river and the grass was neat, and the birds sang in the Six Dynasties. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
The river is misty and rainy, the river is covered with green grass, and the past of the Six Dynasties is like a dream, leaving only the sad cry of spring birds. The most heartless thing is that the willows in Taicheng are still hanging on the Shili dike like light smoke.
5. Poems about Kua Liu: Chant Liu (1) Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper (2) Make-up (3) Grow into a tree (4) Tall, with ten thousand pieces of green silk hanging down (5).
I don't know who will cut off the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Note (1) Willow: willow, deciduous tree or shrub, with long and narrow leaves and many kinds.
This poem describes weeping willows. ⑵ Jasper: Bright green jade.
Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring. (3) make-up: decorate and dress up.
(4) a tree: full of trees. One, full, full.
In China's classical poems and articles, the use of quantifiers does not necessarily indicate the exact number. The "ten thousand" in the next sentence is of great significance.
Tapestry: a rope made of silk. Silk tapestry: Describe a wicker like a ribbon.
[6] Cutting: cutting, using a knife or scissors to divide a flaky object into several parts. (7) February: February in the lunar calendar is the mid-spring season.
Like: like, like. Willow is dressed as jasper like a beautiful woman, and thousands of wickers are like her green ribbon.
Do you know who cut the delicate willow leaves? It was the spring breeze in February like scissors! This is an object-chanting poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising willow trees. The first three sentences of this appreciation poem are all about willow trees.
The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty.
The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves.
The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions.
"I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer.
This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting out these delicate willow leaves can certainly cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants.
It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.
6. Poem about willow 1, quatrains, short awnings under the shadow of ancient trees
The author supported the Southern Dynasties and the Song Dynasty.
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Vernacular translation:
I tied the boat in the shade of a tall old tree; Crossing the bridge with crutches, enjoying the beautiful spring scenery.
The drizzle won't wet my clothes; It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant.
The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.
2. Two Liangzhou Ci Poems
Author Wang Zhihuan, Tang Dynasty.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Khan looked at the clouds in the north and killed the altar of Madden several times.
The son of the Han family is now in SHEN WOO, and he refuses to go home with his relatives.
Vernacular translation:
Looking around, the Yellow River is drifting away, as if it were running in the middle of winding white clouds, on the high mountain of Wan Ren in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, an isolated city, Yumenguan, stands tall and isolated. Why do you want to use Qiangdi to play sad willow songs to complain that spring has not come? It turns out that the spring breeze around Yumenguan can't blow!
Turkic leaders came to the Central Plains to find relatives, set their sights on their own territory in the north, saw the Fuyundui shrine in the north of the border, recalled that they had killed horses here many times in the past, and then attacked the Tang Dynasty with great pride. But now SHEN WOO, the son of heaven in the Tang Dynasty, is aloof and unwilling to kiss the Turks, so this trip to the Central Plains had to come in vain.
3. Always in my heart
Author Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty.
A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone.
Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.
Vernacular translation:
Young women in boudoir never have the worry of lovesickness and parting. On a bright spring day, she dressed herself up and climbed a tall building.
Suddenly, when I saw the spring scenery of willows on the roadside, I felt blue. She regretted that she shouldn't have let her husband join the army.
4. Partridges and colorful sleeves hold jade clocks diligently.
Author Yan Song,
Multicolored sleeves hold jade clocks diligently. Those days, I was drunk and red. Dance E799BE5BAA6E997AEE7ad94E58685E5EB93133343135665438, the heart is low, and the song is full of peach fans.
Remember to meet each other after parting. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. Tonight, I look at you with a silver lamp, but I'm afraid this meeting is in my dream.
Vernacular translation:
When I first met you, I was so gentle, beautiful, affectionate and drunk. At night, when the willow branches are opposite to the moon, we begin to dance. We dance and sing heartily until the roof falls from the treetops outside the building at night. We are too tired to shake the peach blossom fan any more.
Since that parting, I have always missed that wonderful meeting. How many times have I hugged you in my dream? Tonight, I hold up the silver lamp and look at you carefully. I'm afraid this meeting will appear in my dream again.
5. Visit Shanxi Village
Author Lu You, Song Dynasty
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Vernacular translation:
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. On Fengshou Island, there are many dishes for guests to enjoy.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.
7. Poems about willows
Willow belongs to the family Salicaceae, with a wide variety, and there are more than 3,000 known species all over the world. There are more than 50 kinds of willows in China, especially weeping willows, river willows, dry willows, willows, yellow willows and long-leaved willows. Since ancient times, Chinese people have loved willow trees. With the help of lyric media, people express their feelings and write countless beautiful and moving poems.
The Book of Songs is the first collection of poems in ancient China, among which there are poems about willows. The poem says: "I have been there, and I cherish willow." With the help of catkins, this poem is filled with nostalgia. The famous poem of Chanting Willow is the poem of Chanting Willow by He, an ancient poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Jasper is as tall as a tree,
Ten thousand hanging green silk strips.
I don't know who planted the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
In the poem, thin silk strips are used to compare wicker, and with the help of rich imagination, the poet sings charming spring in an ingenious way. Under the spring breeze, willows sprout and grow leaves. It was the spring breeze as thin as scissors that "cut" 10,000 green wickers and dressed the spring as full of green.
Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi describes in detail Liu Xin's dancing and charm in early spring. Poetry:
Unwilling to regain youth,
Seduce the spring breeze
White snow flowers are numerous and empty,
Green silk strips are too weak for warblers.
Han Yu, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, observed the shape of catkins very carefully. His catkin on the pond is a masterpiece;
There is no wind on the pool,
After Yang Huaqing, she flew alone.
To clean the fiber lens,
Wet but without a dome, you can't go back.
Here, poplars are catkins. In Pan Hu at sunset, catkins are all over the sky, poplars fall on the water, soak in the water, and never fly again. Through this detailed description, the poet embodies the interest of being intoxicated with the charming natural scenery.
Wu Rong, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem Huayang, which has another flavor:
Do not dispute prosperity, do not occupy red.
It's sunny and snowy.
Flowers grow and hate the wind,
Only Huayang loves the wind alone.
Poetry is an affirmation of Huayang. Although Yang Shuhua is not colorful, it has a personality that flowers don't have. It is not afraid of wind and rain, but it flies freely in the air like snowflakes with the wind, which is unique.
In the Qing Dynasty, Zhou Zhihui wrote a poem "Willow":
Every spring is miserable,
Fight for repeated sleep.
A trace of sadness goes with the wind,
It's raining hard.
Gudu wants to lead a wanderer,
Leave the pavilion with the traveler's whip.
Use the flute, it's late at night,
Look back at some trees and cigarettes.
Although the title of this poem is "Liu", it expresses the feelings of wanderers. The long wicker on the shore seems unwilling to swim, leading the departing ship. Willow is personified. At dusk, the wanderers on the boat often look back at the weeping willows by the river, as if to say goodbye to their loved ones.
In ancient China, there were more anecdotes related to willows. This is just an example. The story of Zuo, the general of the Western Expedition in the Qing Dynasty, and the ode poems of later generations are still widely sung in the northwest.
During the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, the Russian army occupied the territory of northern Xinjiang, and the court sent Zuo as a general to fight against the enemies from the west. Five years of Tongzhi (1866), Zuo Jun marched into Gansu, but what he saw along the way was "bare land like peeling, bald mountains thousands of miles away, and yellow sand flying." The order was issued on the left: "Wherever the great army passes, it must be greeted by planting trees, otherwise both the governor and the county magistrate will look up." Military orders are like mountains, and soon, wherever the army goes tomorrow, the trees will naturally be planted. Zuo led a great army all the way to northern Xinjiang. When I came back, it was already "thousands of miles away, catkin Nana" all the way. On the way to the triumph, Zuo saw some bark fall off and die. When I got off the bus on the left, I found a donkey tied under a tree and gnawing the skin of a willow tree. Zuo immediately flew into a rage, ordered the guards to take the donkey under the Drum Tower in Jiuquan City, and then beat the drums to give orders to summon soldiers, civilians and officials to listen to the training. Zuo stood on the Drum Tower, ordered the donkey to be beheaded in public, and announced that anyone who dared to destroy the willow tree would be punished as much as the donkey. People are so scared that no one dares to hurt another willow tree. A few years later, the willow became a shade. In order to commemorate the contribution of General Zuo in planting trees and loving willows, the local people named the willows planted by General Zuo during his Western Expedition "Zuo", and Yang Changjun, governor of Gansu Province, also wrote a well-known poem to praise this achievement. Poetry cloud:
The general has not returned from the Western Expedition,
Children of Xianghu Lake fill Tianshan Mountain.
Newly planted willows are 3,000 miles long,
Attract the spring breeze through Yumen.
Willow and willow poems are amazing.
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8. Poems describing willows 1, ancient poems describing willows, jasper decorated trees, and thousands of green silk tapestries hung down.
-Don He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow" 2. There are many poplars and hate tables, and Mix is worried about killing people. -Han Anonymous "Nineteen Ancient Poems, Going to Catch the Sun" 3. Young married women in boudoir don't know how to worry, and they make up their brothels in spring.
Suddenly I saw the willow color on the head of a stranger and regretted teaching my husband to find a seal. -Don Wang Changling's in my heart forever 4. When the museum is destroyed, the bridge is thin.
The grass is warm and swaying. Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water.
Inch by inch, my heart ached, and my eyes were full of tears. The height of the building is not near the dangerous fence.
Pingwu is full of spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside. -Ouyang Xiu's "Treading on the Sand" 5. How deep is the yard? The willow piles up smoke, but the curtain is not heavy.
Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road. March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring.
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's "Recent Flowers" 6. A little bit of hate, three points of spring scenery, two points of rest.
-Yuan Xuean's "The Highest Building" 7. Weak willows doubt the wind. -Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan" 8. Every year, Liu Se, Ling hurts.
-Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E" in the Tang Dynasty 9. Willow is like silk, and the bridge is in the spring rain. -the text "Bodhisattva Man" 10, the ferry is willow green and the branches are separated.
-Yan Qing Ping Le 1 1, in detail, it seems that it is not a flower, but a little tear. -Su Shi's "Water" 12, a stream of willow hangs low, and there is no chance to live in Lan.
Zhou Zizhi's "Treading on the Sand" 13, the rest of the flutes flew in secretly and scattered in the spring breeze all over the place. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
-Li Bai's "Smelling the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" 14, the head of the Yangtze River, worried about killing people crossing the river. The breeze blows gently, the flute whimpers, and the pavilion dyes dusk. You want to go south to Xiaoxiang, and I want to run to the west Qinling.
-Zheng Gu's Farewell to Friends in Huaishang (15), Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, and Voice of the Langjiang River. -Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci" 16, the most important advantage is that a year's plan lies in spring, which is definitely better than a willow.
-Han Yu's "Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Offering Early Spring" 17 A breeze with catkins makes the shop more fragrant, and Wu Ji urges customers to taste it. Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai's Parting to a Restaurant in Nanjing 18, the wine flag is blown in the spring breeze outside the city, and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.
-Liu Yuxi. Tang 19 grass grows in February, and willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
-Gao Ding's Country House, page 20. Where did you wake up tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. -Liu Yong's Yulinling 2 1, Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out. -Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan to Twenty Shores" and "The Book of Songs Picking Wei": "I have been there, Liu Yiyi.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Yang Liuan, Xiao Feng and the waning moon.
-"Yulinling" Zhang Ji's "Travel Notes of Jibei": "The willow outside the guest pavilion turns south." Zhou Bangyan's Brave Lanling: "The willow shade is straight and the smoke is beautiful.
On the Sui Dyke, I have seen it several times, and the water fluttered and the cotton was sent away. Changting Road, last year, should be the turn of thousands of feet. "
Li Bai's "Smelling the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night": "Whose flute flies in the dark and the spring breeze fills Los Angeles. In this serenade, I heard the willows, and no one can stand the nostalgia. "
Li Bai recalled Qin E: "Xiao Shengyan, the dream is broken. Qin Louyue, Liuse every year, Fuling is injured. "
Li Bai's "Nanjing Hotel Parting": "A gust of wind came, catkins were fragrant, and a girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink with her. Comrades from my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him. "
Zheng Gu's "Farewell to Friends in Huai": "The Yangtze River is the head of the Yangtze River, crossing the river with worry and murder. Some bagpipes leave the pavilion late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I will go to Qin. "
"Huayang" is catkin. Su Shi has "Huayang Ci") Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine": "The dark green in front of the building leads the way, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness."
Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Sky: Jade Flower is sad out of Fengcheng, and Liu Qingqing is downstairs, singing the fifth journey after Yangguan. Looking for a beautiful dream, the dream is difficult to realize, who knows my mood at this time.
Tears in front of the pillow shed rain before the curtain and dripped into the light through a window. Village [Qing] Gaoding grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. In the early spring [Tang], the rain in Hanyu Tianjie was as smooth as Jesus, and the grass was far and near.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. [Tang] He Biyu disguised himself as a tree, with thousands of strands of moss hanging in the tapestry.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Sangcha Tunnel (Song Dynasty) When Yang Wanli was windy and rainy, the sun was shining, the grass was full of flowers and the water was full of streams.
A boy sleeps in the shade, and a cow eats in the shade.
9. Poems about Willow What are the poems about willow?
1, wet apricot blossoms with clothes and blow cold willows. _ _ _ _ Zhinan's quatrains
2, red crisp hands, yellow wine, spring palace wall willow in the city. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand
I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's heart is bitter, and the willow returns to the pond
Small catkins are blowing on the branches. There are many fish in the sea. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.
5. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. _ _ _ _ Two Liangzhou Ci Poems by Wang Zhihuan (I)
6, the most ruthless city willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's Taicheng
7. I have been there, Liu Yiyi. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Pick the EU"
8. A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing
9. Still, still, people and poplars have lost weight. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Spring Dream
10, grass grows in February, and willows are drunk with spring smoke. _ _ _ _ Gaoding Country House
1 1, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is east wind and willows. _ _ _ _ Han Yi's Cold Food/Cold Food Festival is a Thing'