From the northern side of Gushan temple to the west of jiating, the lake water has just been flat with the bank, the clouds are low, and the waves on the lake are connected to a piece.
Several early orioles competed to fly to the warm trees of the sun, whose new swallows carry mud in their nest.
The colorful and colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, the shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty of the east side of the west lake most, and I don't see enough, especially the white sand levee under the green yang liuyin.
Write the vibrant scene of early spring here. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallow pecks at spring mud, which is so interesting to write. Oriole birds are chirping and quarreling. Flying up and down against the morning sun. Occupy the place where the sun is most moderate. Swallows flying from the south began to build new nests diligently. The soil they hold contains the breath of spring. Report the breath of spring. People go hiking. Nothing is better than meeting this spirit of nature. Spring in the south of the Yangtze River has been warmer. It's really warm in spring in bloom. The grass that has just highlighted the green shoots is already full of flowers. At this time, the grass borrowed a poem, that is, "the grass looks close at a distance, but there is nothing." Yes, I don't believe you to observe. The grass in early spring is like this.
In addition to this poem, let's look at Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs" (Part I)
There are many silk in the sky above the main avenue, it is like the butter - like fine and moist, the overlook grass is vaguely connected, but it appears to be sparse in close range.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far more than the late spring of green willows.
A drizzle in spring. It's cute. You don't need an umbrella at all. Enjoy the baptism of spring rain. There is a proverb that "spring rain is as expensive as oil", and the great poet Du Fu also said that "good rain knows the season, and when spring happens." Zhang Zhihe also lamented that "green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, oblique wind and drizzle don't need to return." The spring rain completely integrated man and nature. The author used the word "crisp", which is quite appropriate. Let's look at the author's description of grass color. The grass in spring has just sprouted. A piece of land above their heads. Looking at the earth in front of me curiously. Greedy to absorb the spring rain. Keep growing sturdily. At first, the grass buds of goose yellow gradually turned green and became bigger. The last one, two trees in a row. It is most appropriate to summarize it with "the grass color is far away but there is nothing".
What other poems about spring do you think of? Welcome to comment. (The picture comes from the Internet, and the copyright belongs to the original author. )