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Spring tea is born in Wuyi Mountain, and sand is found in Wuyi River.

Chewing tea by the stream and sitting on the rock, I want to fly west.

Visit Lushan Mountain and Yangshan Seven Singing Shuyu Pavilion

Year: Song Author: Su Zhe

The mountains return, there is no silver pool, and the rest ring in the stone pond.

My eyes are in chaos, my eyes splash in the empty valley, my feet are cold, and lightning flies around the beam.

Fill a bottle of bronze tripod with spring tea white, and pick up the rice fragrance in Zhu Zhai kitchen.

Don't give up when you get out of the mountain. Put new seedlings in the japonica rice field.

Su Shi's poem "Song Jiang Zhong Jian Cha" depicts the scene in detail, vividly and freehand, and is quite distinctive:

Living water must be boiled with living fire, which is clear from the fishing stone.

The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle.

Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.

It's not too late to ban three bowls, but the length of the deserted city is longer.

What unfolds in front of us is such a picture: on a cold night, the poet went to the river to fetch water alone, and there was no one by the river. It was a scene of "there is no dust on the river, and the moon is lonely in the sky". Step on the fishing stone, scoop water with a ladle, and the moon shadow will follow; A small ladle separates the river, and the river enters the bottle ... Go home and make tea in the stove. See water boiling like snow milk, crab raw fish eyes rise; Listening to the sound of boiling tea, swishing like scattered wind and rain, before drinking, my thoughts swing first, and occasionally there is a long and short sound outside the window. This kind of night is really "Zen night is more leisurely and the tea is quieter." Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty also spoke highly of this poem: "Within a text, every sentence is strange, and within a sentence, every word is strange." Although the poet sees things from me, it is my realm, but the scene is mixed, which can be said to be boundless and Zen-like.

2. In the early spring, the style of tea poetry blows the new green grass, and the rain is light and the yellow willows are wet-a trip to Chang 'an in the early spring (Bai Juyi)

The site is all wet, and the walls are all wet. -Early Spring (Bai Juyi)

Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.

The news is that it will be sunny in Los Angeles, and the spring scenery will double next year.

I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In February, the lake is clear and everyone sings in spring.

If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green.

Tang Li Bai Jinmen answered Su Xiucai.

Spring is boring, I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing-Wang Song Anshi Spring Night

The garden can't be caged in spring, and there is an almond in the wall —— Ye Songshao Weng's The Garden is Worth a Visit

The beautiful silk river in spring floats between heaven and earth, like a cloud on the edge of the jade peak, between ancient and modern times-Tang Du Fu's "Climbing the Building"

Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door. —— Wang Tangkai's "Sunny Spring"

The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.

Early Spring in the East of the City by Don Juyuan Yang

Branches are easy to fall, and buds are discussed.

Tang Du Fu's Seven Flowers Alone by the Riverside

3. Spring tea poem "You Wuyi" Time: Song Author: Wuyishan was born because of spring tea, Wuyi River was clear and saw sand.

Chewing tea by the stream and sitting on the rock, I want to fly west. Seven Poems of Shuyu Pavilion in Lushan Mountain: Song Author: Su Zheshan can't see the falling silver pond, while the others are making noise in the stone pond.

My eyes are in chaos, my eyes splash in the empty valley, my feet are cold, and lightning flies around the beam. Fill a bottle of bronze tripod with spring tea white, and pick up the rice fragrance in Zhu Zhai kitchen.

Don't give up when you get out of the mountain. Put new seedlings in the japonica rice field. Su Shi's poem "Cooking Tea on the River" in the Song Dynasty depicts the scene in detail, and it is also vivid and freehand, which is quite unique: running water must be cooked with live fire, and it is clear from fishing for stones.

The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle. Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.

It's not too late to ban three bowls, but the length of the deserted city is longer. What unfolds in front of us is such a picture: on a cold night, the poet went to the river to fetch water alone, and there was no one by the river. It was a scene of "there is no dust on the river, and the moon is lonely in the sky".

Step on the fishing stone, scoop water with a ladle, and the moon shadow will follow; A small ladle separates the river, and the river enters the bottle ... Go home and make tea in the stove. See water boiling like snow milk, crab raw fish eyes rise; Listening to the sound of boiling tea, swishing like scattered wind and rain, before drinking, my thoughts swing first, and occasionally there is a long and short sound outside the window.

This kind of night is really "Zen night is more leisurely and the tea is quieter." Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty also spoke highly of this poem: "Within a text, every sentence is strange, and within a sentence, every word is strange."

Although the poet sees things from me, it is my realm, but the scene is mixed, which can be said to be boundless and Zen-like.

4.20 ancient poems about tea, 1, mountain spring fried tea.

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Sitting in cool water, looking at the fried green tea powder, such as dust.

There is no reason to hold a bowl of tea in your hand, but this feeling makes people who love tea fall in love.

Sitting and pouring a pot of cold water, I watched the green tea powder being boiled as fine as dust. Holding a bowl of tea in your hand, you don't need any reason, just the feeling that you place on the person who loves tea.

2, drinking tea songs, Cui Shi is king

Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran

The Vietnamese left me a scent of tea, and I got a mouthful of gold teeth and a golden tripod. Plain porcelain smells like snow, like the pulp of a fairy.

When you drink it, you will feel comfortable all over. Drink my god again, and suddenly it will rain like light dust.

After three drinks, you will get the word. Why bother? This thing is noble and unknown to the world. The world drinks too much and deludes itself.

Worried about watching the night between Bi Zhuo urns, laughing at Tao Qian's hedging. Cui Hou took a sip of his crazy song.

Who knows that the tea ceremony is all true, only Dan Qiu did it.

What the Vietnamese gave me was Tunxi's famous tea, picking tea buds and cooking them in a tea set. There is a blue tea soup floating in the white porcelain bowl, such as the slurry from the core of the fairy tree that fell from the sky. After drinking a cup, I washed away my drowsiness, refreshed and full of thoughts. Drinking again purified my soul, just like a sudden rain falling on light dust. After three glasses of wine, you will know the truth. Why bother yourself?

The lofty tea is not known to the world, and the world deludes itself by drinking it. Worried about watching Bi Zhuo covet wine and stay up all night, laughing at Tao Yuanming's drinking poems under the fence. When Cui Shijun drinks too much, he also makes amazing crazy songs. Who can know that drinking tea can get the Tao and get the whole truth of the Tao? Only the legendary immortal Dan Qiu Zi knows.

3. Taste and talk about tea

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

Several phoenixes dance around the phoenix. I just hate that someone broke the tea cake, and it was lonely. Tea cakes are carefully ground into jade powder by clean tea cakes, but the purity of tea powder is pure, clear and crystal clear. With good water, the sound of boiling soup is like the wind, and in the pine forest, it has a somewhat intoxicating meaning.

The fried tea tastes mellow and has a lasting aroma. Drinking tea can also make people drunk, but instead of being drunk, they feel full of energy and getting better. Like a lonely lamp, old friends come from afar to meet. This kind of beauty can only be understood, not expressed, and only the drinker can appreciate the taste.

Several phoenixes are flying around on the phoenix cake tea. I only hate that someone will break the tea cake, and the phoenix is divided into north and south, which is unbearable. Tea cakes are carefully ground into jade pieces with clean golden canals, but the tea powder is pure and clear. Add water and fry it. The boiling sound of the soup is like the wind blowing through the pine forest, which is a little less drunk.

Stir-fried tea tastes mellow and has a lasting aroma. Drinking tea can also make people drunk, but not only not drunk, but refreshed and better. It's like you're alone with a lonely lamp, and an old friend thousands of miles away comes to pick you up. This beauty can only be understood, but not expressed. Only those who drink can appreciate the taste.

4. Manfangting Tea

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

The mountains and mountains in the North Garden are floating, and the shape of tea cakes is as precious as a sundial template and as round as jade. The tea cake was crushed to pieces and served the emperor, which can be described as outstanding. It can break the loyal minister's bones with Lingyange in the country, and its merits are boundless. This kind of tea can overcome the drunken air, release the pajamas in spring, clear the mind of God and export the sadness. Slender fingers, studying the water for making tea, holding a delicate teacup embroidered with Phnom Penh, like the feathers of a partridge bird.

Although Sima Xiangru was thirsty, he walked on, attracting many talents. Like a lamp, wine is literary, elegant and elegant. The poem is full of words, as if the Three Gorges fell into the water. Xiang Ru was drunk and came home very late. Wen Jun was gone again, and they sat opposite each other at a small window.

The spring breeze floats in the tea mountain of Beiyuan. The tea cakes are of different shapes, with square utensils and round jade, which are very precious. The tea cake was crushed into powder. As a royal gift, it can be described as meritorious service to the country, which can be compared with the meritorious service of Lingyange in smashing the loyal ministers of the country. This tea can also overcome drunkenness, relieve spring pajamas, refresh the mind and relieve worries.

Delicate fingers, grinding tea and making water, holding exquisite teacups embroidered with Phnom Penh, the color is like the feathers of partridges. Although Sima Xiangru was thirsty, he sang one song after another, which attracted the distinguished guests. Like a lamp, wine is full of charm and elegance. Try your best to have a thousand poems in your heart, and choose your words carefully, just like the Three Gorges falling into the water. He was as drunk as a fiddler and came home late. Wen Jun didn't sleep, so they sat opposite each other at the small window.

5. Master Xun's poem of repaying kindness by picking tea.

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

Fragrant bamboo clusters, Tsinghua zero dew condensation. After this snowy mountain, the spirit germinates in the morning. The steaming smoke over Ishise is close to Lingdan Cliff.

Round and colorful, Guibi flawless. Call the child to Jinding, and the rest will be fragrant. I'm worried about the authenticity of the photo and the source of the faint.

Like manna rice, Buddhism inspires you. Duh, this is a beautiful couple, nothing is expensive.

The fragrant tea trees are hidden in the green bamboo forests of ChristianRandPhillips, and the dewdrops on the leaves are condensed with pure brilliance. What's more, the Taoist priest of this mountain temple knew the tea ceremony like the back of his hand, and picked this rare and delicate tea bud back early in the morning. The morning mist clings to the turbulent mountain springs in Shi Jian, and the tea-picking place is only a stone's throw from the cliff top.

The tea container is round and square, and the color is by no means ordinary. The quality of tea is as beautiful as jade, and it is really flawless. I told my family to fry this rare strange tea with a luxurious tea set, and the faint fragrance spread to distant families. This pure and harmonious tea fragrance purified my soul and took away the faint evil in my heart.

Just like the Buddha's manna-like fasting, it suddenly scented the city of Pierre and the whole world. This fragrant tea is a friend of Peng Ying Xianke. Anyone who doesn't marvel at it is probably more precious than the magic fairy wine flowing in the sky.

5. Drinking tea poems Qin drinking tea Tang Bai Juyi was in a group movement and was willful all his life.

Abandoning the official position is more drunk in spring, and it is more leisure when you are old without reading. You can only smell the water in the harp, and in the tea, it is Mengshan.

The traffic difference will last for a long time. Who says I have nothing to return today? An old friend sent tea to Jiuhua Camp outside Cao Yejian in Tang Dynasty, and wrote the inscription Yujing. When the moon opens, there is the sound of disorderly springs underground.

Invite monks in the middle of the night and cook the moon with lonely songs. The blue sky is heavy and broken, and the fragrance is light and the flowers are light.

All the six fu-organs sleep, and the number of poems is clear. I didn't dare to spend money after the month, so I supported it with my elbow.

When Tang's Xiongyue Temple falls asleep in spring, the tiger runs by the spring and thinks slowly. Shu tea was crushed by a cloud monk, and three or four withered pine branches picked it up by themselves.

Baked Tea Dock The new tea in Gu Kuang in Tang Dynasty has been baked, and the old shelf is full of things. In the swirl, new smoke came out and shouted at the cold wood.

On the 9th, I had tea with Lu Yu. Tang Jiaoran is in Jiuri Mountain Buddhist Temple, with chrysanthemum yellow in Dongli. Laity is full of wine, who can help tea?

Reward friends for sending scented tea in the Spring Festival Evening. Tang yesterday, the east wind blew fragrant flowers, and the Spring Festival Evening wine woke up a cup of tea. Like a cloud to protect you, like snow to separate your hometown.

Golden cakes are used as rain dew, and jade dust is used to fry misty clouds. Like a disease, the thirsty whole school does not envy the birth of a white-necked crow.

Drink tea with Yuan Jushi, fireworks and white clouds in Qingshan Tan Tang Ling Yiquan, sit and drink fragrant tea and love this mountain. The boat under the rock can't bear to go, and the clear stream is flowing at dusk.

From the words that my younger brother, Mr. Liu, a tea man in the Tang Dynasty, once asked Fang to say, it was interesting to win the prize. When the turtle's back is lightly roasted, the cloud turns over and cooks for the first time.

Lao Cheng is tired and bored, but old customers are never like this. Cherish the pro-profit, the water pavilion and the mountain pavilion carry it.

After drinking tea, Liu Yuxi gave birth to Fang Congying's Taping Buds, and Lao Lang sent them to Chen Xian's home. There is Xiangjiang River Moon tonight, reflecting a bowl of flowers.

The Dayun Temple Tea Poem Tang Lu Yan Yu Rui was an instant hit, and monks made great efforts to make laws. Rabbit hair is light and fragrant, and shrimp eye soup is delicate, full and wavy.

Send the sandman away from several seats and replenish fresh air to the skin. The quiet shrub has fallen from the brook rock and refused to move its roots into the capital.

Tea boiling tea miscellaneous chanting Tang Pirixiu Xiangquan mixed with milk, fried into boiling beads. When I saw the crab's eyes splashing, I saw the scales at a glance.

Doubt is loose rain, and the ground is afraid of smoke and green. If you are still halfway up the mountain, you will never get drunk for a thousand days.

At the tea party with him, Qi forgot to say that purple tea was under the bamboo, and all the feather guests were drunk. The heart of dust is hard to enjoy, and the cicada tree is inclined.

Tang's tea poems are gentle and fragrant, which I call Cao Ying. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.

Just worry about the blue powder and taste the green peanuts. Taste the tea in the canyon. In the Tang Dynasty, Zheng Xin welcomed the dew and Xiaojiangyuan fried it with fire.

Monk Wu always said that Jiming Mountain is good, but he no longer boasted about birds and flowers. Half the seats are light green and some are light yellow.

If people with lumen diseases don't go back, the thirst for wine will make spring taste better. In the summer, Zhang Ji lived in the Tang Dynasty, but he fell ill and was less welcome, and lived in seclusion for another year.

The medicine is combined in the morning and evening, and the tea is fried. Grass grows fine and comes to the ground, and insects fly late the day after tomorrow.

At this time, the dream is still far away, and I don't feel like going to the other side of the mountain. I lived in Cao Ye in the Tang Dynasty, sweeping leaves, frying tea and picking leaves. My heart was carefree and dreamless, and the night window was empty.

It's late for Guangwuborn, but Yan Jun likes fishing. Living in the suburbs means that Tang Jiadao has lived in this garden for a long time, but he is not at home.

Ye Shu ran wild and cooked Hu tea on the roof. After the rain, every heron is walking, and the frog sounds deeper.

Naturally, I still went in, mostly because I love smog. That is, Li Shangyin and Ding Xiao in the Tang Dynasty were frying tea noodles in a curved pool, and the white-bearded Taoist played bamboo chess.

Who wrote a book to break the banana fan and remember when the trees were moved in the Southern Tang Dynasty? In other words, Tang Bai Juyi sat at night after seeing the moon and slept all day when he heard the wind.

The room is fragrant, the cage is warm and baked. The crane pecks at the new sun, and the chicken perches at dusk.

Look at the wine, lean on the staff in front of the pool. People who visit relatives and friends don't meet Tang and don't have their best friends when they go out, so they can move into your house.

Empty mask a pretty Chu, see what temple flowers. Short boys should hold sticks and young girls should learn to hold tea.

Drop the topic, the moss steps and shadows are oblique. Appreciate Li Jushi Xichuan to go to the Tang family, and the generals will follow Nong.

It's a lotus, but it won't turn into a willow. The pine niche is wrapped in Tibetan medicine, and the stone lip is safe and mortar.

When the smell is well known, then we can not join hands. Enjoy Lotte's leisure, send Liu Tang Yuxi to sleep in the sun for his birthday, and he will be idle to the immortals.

Poetry and tea help cool, and medicinal liquor can publicize. The wind breaks the bamboo, and the bottom of the pool is exposed.

At that time, I didn't live in seclusion, so I owed money to buy a mountain. Self-reported Tang Yuanying introduced Bi Yilang and Jiang Yanxuan to sleep in separate beds.

The son of heaven took the exam under the curtain, and the palace man had tea soup in his hand. Occasionally, in the snow, the tea of Zheng Gu monks in Tang Dynasty was wet, and the wine of singers was weak.

In the evening, when the river reached Kanhua, the fisherman lost his clothes and returned to Su Shi's "Yoshioka Fried Tea" in the Song Dynasty. Running water still needs to be boiled with live fire, and he has to fish for stones to get it deep. The big ladle keeps the moon and the spring urn, and the small ladle divides the river and the night bottle.

Snow milk has been turned over and fried, and the wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound. It's not too late to ban three bowls, but the length of the deserted city is longer.

Tang dynasty tea poems 1. Answering the nephew, the monk offered Yuquan cactus tea and ordered Li Bai to taste Yuquan Mountain and the cave full of breasts. The fairy mouse is as white as a crow, hanging upside down on the Qingxi moon.

Tea gives birth to this stone, and Yuquan does not rest. Genk spilled Jin Fang to moisten his bones and muscles.

Clusters are always rolling green leaves, and the branches are connected. Exposed to cactus and patted the cliff shoulder.

If the world has not seen it, its name will be passed down. Zong Ying, a 30-year-old man, gave a good article.

There is no salt in the mirror. You are ashamed of Xi Yanzi. It's fun to sit in the morning, and sing and broadcast all the days.

Description: This poem is about the famous tea "cactus tea", and it is also the earliest poem "Famous tea enters poetry". The author described in detail the origin, quality and efficacy of "cactus tea" with bold and heroic poems.

Therefore, this poem has become an important tea resource and a famous tea chant. 2. Send Lu Hung-chien to qixia temple to pick tea. Huang Furan's tea picking is not bud picking, but far above the cliff.

The leaves are warm in the spring breeze, and the baskets are oblique in the daytime. I used to know Shansi Road, but I stayed at home.

Excuse me, when will the jade sun grass bloom? 3. Yu Hewu (choose one) Du Fu's "Sunset Terrace", when the spring breeze is sipping tea.

The stone pillar leans the pen, and the tung leaves sit on the poem. Emerald sings clothes truss, static ting stands fishing line.

Since it is like this every day, there is no time to go back and forth. Explanation: This poem is written on a spring evening, and the author is drinking tea on the platform of He's family.

When the interest came, he leaned against the stone fence and wrote poems on the tung leaves. There is also a bluebird next to it, accompanied by Qingting.

This scene can be painted as an elegant "drinking tea poetry and painting". 4. In Huiji, Higashioyama, the moonlight cold wave enters Tunxi River in Lu Yu, and the green ape is called Duanlvlin West.

People in the past have fled to the east, and there is no sign of Jiang every year. Description: Lu Yu has been to Shaoxing to supervise the production of tea. Of course, he will go to Shengxian County, which is famous for "Tunxi Tea", to do some investigation.

As can be seen from the poem, he arrived in Shengxian overnight. The moonlight is like water, and the green ape laments. The nostalgia for the ancients naturally causes some sadness in Lu Yu, so there is an "empty view".

6. Selected ancient poems in spring: 300 spring poems.

spring

Ju Hee Song

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

The Willow

Tang He Zhang Zhi

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.

Boarding Guazhou

Wang Song Anshi

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

Don du fu

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

In early spring, member of Zhang Shui Department (I)

Tang hanyu

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Spring outing in Qiantang River

Tang Bai Juyi

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

This park is not worth visiting.

Burning Weng with pine leaves

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

Two Late Scenes by the Hui Chong River/Two Small Scenes by the Hui Chong River.

Song sushi

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. Artemisia arenaria is full of short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.

Jiang Nanchun, thousands of miles of Yingying sing green and reflect red.

Don Dumu

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Birdsong stream

Don

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Chunjiang moonlit night

Don Zhang Xu Ruo

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon is born in the sea. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel. Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion. There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky. Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? life

Rural residence

Qinggaoding

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.

Moonlit Night/jathyapple

Tang Liu Fang Ping

The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

Two quatrains

Don du fu

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn. This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home?

Chun Xue.

Tang hanyu

The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds. Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.

Occasionally in spring

Song Chenghao

There were faint clouds in the sky, and the wind blew on my face. At this time, it was noon, and I walked through the flowers and along the green willows, and unconsciously came to the river. At that time, people didn't understand my inner happiness at this moment, thinking that I was learning from young people and taking advantage of the good opportunity to steal.

Two late spring poems, the first part

Tang hanyu

Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.

The first period of spring rain in Lin' an

Song luyou

In recent years, officials are interested in a thin layer of gauze. Who will let me take a bus to Kyoto to visit this bustling city? Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak.

Early spring in the east of the city

Don Juyuan Yang

The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven. If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out.

Always in my heart.

Don Wang Changling

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.