A poem about the characteristics of willow 1 A poem about willow.
I can sing Liu Ci soon.
Yang Liuan Xiaofeng Canyue
Flowers bloom in the morning, and lying down is better than lying down.
Smoke willow painting bridge,
Thousands of green tapestries hang down, and the living room is green and willow-colored.
Little catkins are blowing on the branches,
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the grass in the sea is growing.
Willow trees pile up into smoke,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors. I regret teaching my husband to find seals.
Flowers are everywhere in Spring City.
There is a well there.
Weicheng is a city of light dust and rain, and it is still ten miles away.
Why should a strong enemy complain about the willow? The warbler wears a willow belt, and the wind curtain is green. There are hundreds of thousands of families.
Suddenly, I saw the willow color in the stranger's head, and the cold food was slanting.
Ruthless is Taicheng Liu.
He zhangzhi
Jasper makeup is as high as a tree, and the curtain is not heavy.
Willow shade is straight, smoke is bright and blue.
The weak willows are yellow and full of ducks, and the spring breeze is not enough to cross Yumen Pass.
Weicheng Yuchao Town is dim and dusty.
2. Poems praising willow trees
Liu Yong (1) Tang and Zhang (2) Jasper (3) made a tree (4) high and hung it down with ten thousand green silk tapestries (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.
3. Willow Poems
Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Maoliu
Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
Chang 'an Liu Xin
Don
At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.
Look at the new willow in Linchuan
Sugar crisp rice
I haven't seen Jiangtou for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is near the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.
The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.
willow
Sugar crisp rice
When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.
Tiliu
Tang dihuan
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. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.
Liu Xin
Dondum
The wind can't shake, the color is new, and the waist is envious.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.
Liu jueju
Dondum
A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
willow
Tangfanggan
The swaying posture makes the wind blow, and the embankment is softer than silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.
willow
Tang hanhe
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.
willow
Don
The green belt in willow songs moved away from the Golden Temple and planted in Lv Yun.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist.
willow
Tang Han Gai
The snow is all green and hazy, the warm wind is late, and the early warbler returns.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine.
Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away.
willow
Tang hanhe
The wind and rain are not self-sustaining, and the whole body is unable to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.
willow
Tangliqiao
Liu Yang is full of gloom, and the golden land is always green. Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings.
The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix. How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you.
pillow
Don
In the graceful little garden, there is a graceful Quchi East. The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground.
Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine. Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty.
willow
Don
The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear and the desert was pale yellow.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first.
Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go.
willow
Don
I used to chase the east wind, just like a dancer dancing at a banquet. It was a spring full of flowers, and people were playing in Leyuan Scenic Area.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene.
Tiliu
Tang Lizhong
Folding away from the pavilion, the spring is full of hands. Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate.
The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler. Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal.
4. What are the poems about willows?
Willow was planted before, which is in harmony with Hannan. Now, they have fallen and are sad. If trees are like this, why are people inferior?
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, morning breeze and waning moon.
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. When the east rises and the west falls, Tao is heartless and affectionate.
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
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.
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
It is raining and dusty in Weicheng, and the color of the guest house is slightly new. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Baling Bridge has the best scenery because of the staggered smoke trees. Weeping willows, after several climbs, gaunt Chu palace waist.
Changting Road, which came last year, should be flexible across thousands of feet.
I don't know if I'm going to see Fujian in Dongcheng or if it's spring.
The willows in Xicheng are very gentle. Tears can't be collected when you are away from troubles. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department.
5. What are the poems about willows that describe willows?
Poems about willow are:
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'
6. Poems describing willows
The ancient poem describing willow is 1. Jasper was decorated as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
-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 and rain in front of the curtain drop 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.
7. What are the poems describing willow trees?
1. There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique. (Han Xiong's cold food) 2. The mountain overlapping water flow twists and turns is worried that no way can walk, the willow green flowers suddenly appear a mountain village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village) 3. You want apricot flowers to get wet in the rain and a cold face in the breeze. (Zhi Nan's quatrains) 4. A line of egrets rose into the sky. (Du Fu: quatrains) 6. Why does Qiangdi blame Yangliu? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci) 7. Willow green Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: Zhi Zhu Ci) 8. Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, and the palace wall is full of spring color. This is the best place to win. (Han Yu: Two Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs in Early Spring) 10. In this nocturne, no one can help but feel homesick. (Li Bai: Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night) 1. There are many trees and lush grass. (Cao Cao: Looking at the Sea) Monks knock on the door of the moon. (Jia Dao: Li Ning lives in seclusion) 4. Jasper was decorated as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He: "Singing Willow") 5. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can: (A song of snow sends Tian Shuji Wu home) 6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs. (Cui Wei: Yellow Crane Tower) 7. Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree. (Liu Yuxi: "Enjoy Lotte at the First Dinner in Yangzhou") 8. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. (Yang Wanli: Xiaochi) 9. The old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the old roads are thin. (Ma Zhiyuan: Clear Sand? Qiu Si) 10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed the building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu: Liang Zhu) Choose for yourself.
8. What are the poems describing willow trees?
★ Willows hang weakly, as if to get into the ground to avoid the hot sun.
★ Several rows of rotten willows hang down like hair, stripped their leaves and swaying in the cold wind.
★ The branches of willow trees have sprouted yellow buds, which are like the small mouths of chickens.
★ The drizzle is like dust, and the willows by the lake are dripping with crystal water, like the hair of a girl who has just taken a bath.
The willows on both sides of the dam, some like white-haired old people, some like girls with long hair shawls, are long dams, which are separated into a corridor with beaded curtains.
★ A line of willows is half immersed in the water, as if a group of girls lifted their skirts and stood in the moonlight washing their long hair.
★ The willows hang down their slender and soft branches freely, just like a girl who has just washed her hair without braiding her long hair.
★ Rain and fog swirl on the willow leaves, rustling sand, like a girl stroking the strings, and like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.
★ The willows on both sides of the river changed from light green to dark green, swaying new soft branches and reflecting them on the river, which made the river dyed green, as if an emerald river was running eastward.
★ Losing the scaly bark crisscrossed by green willows is like wrinkles on the face of a silent old man.
★ When you walk on the road, the flying sheep often surround you from left to right, or touch your clothes or face, and they are entangled. This will remind people of the ancient poem "Even when a wild goose flies, it also has feelings"