Spring is coming, the flowers in the garden, always bloom exceptionally well, think about how many Tingting women gracefully passed by, will be a cavity of spring thoughts, to the flowers.
In the countryside, in the boudoir, watching the spring breeze full of dry air, watching the spring rain sprinkling all over the pond, the person I miss, are you okay?
Spring Breeze Ten Miles, I miss you very much, ten of the most beautiful spring thoughts, together to experience the thoughts of spring in the poems.
1, the most exquisite spring poetry: lifting the cage to forget to pick leaves, last night dreaming of Yuyang.
Spring thoughts
Don Jang-su
Willow on the edge of the city, green and strange on the mulberry.
The cage forgot to pick leaves, and last night dreamed of Yuyang.
The willow trees along the city walls are slender and soft, swaying with the wind, and the grass on the field paths is verdant.
A woman leaned on the tree and meditated, motionless, carrying an empty "cage" in her hand, dreaming of Yuyang last night, not knowing how her husband was.
Picking leaves in the cage, but unconsciously stopping because of thoughts, thinking of last night's dream.
You see, this is probably the thought that goes deep into the bone marrow, and even the dream is not willing to let go.
2, the coolest spring thoughts: that can be more by the bright moon, the wall sent a swing shadow.
Qingmen Yin Chunsi
Song Zhang Xian
It's warm and lightly cold. Wind and rain come late.
Ting Xuan was lonely and nearly clear, with residual flowers and wine, and he was sick again last year.
The wind blows awake in the corner of the building. At night, the door is quiet.
It was even more bright moon, and the wall sent a swing shadow.
During the Qingming Dynasty, living in a lonely courtyard, wind and rain, cold and warm, on the occasion of drinking flowers, evoking last year's injuries.
Where can you still endure the dissolving moonlight, and the partition wall sends the shadow of the girl swinging.
Perhaps, he also has a lover who has left a beautiful shadow on the swing, and perhaps, in a certain spring, he has also left a beautiful memory on the swing with his lover.
Do you know what it's like to miss it to the extreme? I once sent her a goodnight and woke up seven times a night to read the message on my phone.
3, the most humane spring poetry: with the swallow as mud bees to make honey, only to blow a little rain and must be sunny.
Spring thoughts
Song Fangyue
The spring breeze can be too busy, and the long lace willow is a layman.
With the swallow as mud bees to make honey, only to blow a little rain and must be sunny.
In the poet's pen, the spring breeze is like a warm and gentle girl.
O spring breeze, because of your excessive easy-going, makes you so busy; you are always accompanied by red flowers, accompanied by green willow trees.
You warmed the earth and provided the soil for the swallows to nest, and hurriedly blew open the flowers, and let the bees collect honey and make nectar. You have just blown a light rain that moisturizes everything, and you hurry to clear the sun, letting the warm sun shine everywhere.
When the spring is straight to the full, the leaves have decided on the idea of green, let the flowers rest assured, and do those things that are purple and red.
4, the freshest spring thinking words: layman, layman. Don't forget the flowing water of the small bridge.
Like a dream Ling Chunsi
Song SuShi
Peach and plum in front of the hand planting hall, infinite green yin qingzi.
A hundred tongues outside the curtain, startling five more spring sleep.
Lay people, lay people. Don't forget the flowing water of the small bridge.
In the spring, some people miss their husbands, some people lament the past, but Su Shi misses the pastoral life.
Finally left Huangzhou, where he had lived for four years, Su Shi, who returned to the capital, became a Beijing official, and everyone envied him.
However, the dumping of the officialdom and the exclusion of his colleagues made him miserable, and he missed Huangzhou, and the trees he planted in front of the hut, the birds that chirped, were so nostalgic.
The spring you yearn for is nothing more than the laughing self in the spring.
5, the most helpless Chun Si poem: the family lives in the layer city linhan garden, the heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian.
Don Huang Furan
Yingxiao Swallow reported the New Year, and Ma Yilong piled up thousands of roads.
The family lives in the layer city of Linhan Garden, and the heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian.
The jinzi in the machine is long and hateful, and the upstairs flowers and branches laugh and sleep alone.
In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou to ride, when will he return to Yanran.
The beautiful scenery of a good day may not bring joy; in the gentle township, it is most likely to provoke affection.
Looking at the spring day in the capital, bustling and peaceful, the heroine misses her husband who is far away at the border, her thoughts are deep, and she understands the great righteousness.
Of course, she understands that only by defeating the enemy once and for all can there be lasting peace, and that all the separated families in the world can be reunited.
I love you and I love the land beneath your feet.
6, the most sentimental spring thoughts: Baoyi Mingyue does not deceive people, tomorrow return to the Jun try to see.
Yulou Chun Chunsi
Song Yanren
The spring breeze is only on the west bank of the garden, and the cauliflower flowers are full of butterflies.
The ice pool is still empty, and the incense path has been broken.
Yi long turn hate gossamer short, full of acacia with slow.
Baoyi Mingyue does not deceive people, and tomorrow returns to the Jun to try it.
On one side are lush cauliflowers, butterflies flying, a scene of spring, hinting at the joy of life; on the other side is the pond blue water, cold and lonely, the incense path falls red, a scene of spring color is about to end, suggesting that youth is no longer bitter.
On a bright spring day, the heroine misses the good people who are far away. She was worried, she was afraid of losing, and she vowed: The mirror in the dresser will not deceive people, and when tomorrow comes back, you will try to see my haggard face in person.
Instead of missing a disease, it is better to give deep regret to the years. One day, those hurdles that you can't cross, walk and walk will be filled.
7, the most playful spring words: the door is half hidden, spring sleep is sweet.
Yang Chun Qu Chun Si
Yuan Wang Heqing
The willows are faintly goose yellow, and the waves are clear and the ducks are green,
Timely anointing rain fine fiber.
The door is half hidden, and the spring sleep is sweet.
The willow treetops are dyed with a faint goose yellow, the clear water waves have added a faint green, the fine rain in the spring is slender, the door is half hidden, and some people inside are trapped by the spring and sleep sweetly.
In this beautiful scenery, some people are sleeping with the door half hidden. The title of Spring Thoughts but not Writing Thoughts, but Writing Sleep, its meaning is self-explanatory, without much effort and endless rhyme, it is indeed a labor-saving way of writing.
Presumably, in her dream, she had already seen the person she had in mind!
If you can't meet the person you want, go and see you in your dreams!
8, the most beautiful spring poetry: swallow grass such as bees, Qin Sang low green branches.
Don Lee Bai
Swallow grass is like beth, and Qinsang has low green branches.
When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks the intestine.
Spring breeze does not know each other, what into Luo Shuai.
Another woman.
The husband is at the border pass, where the grass should be like green silk, but the mulberry trees in my hometown are already emerald green and low-
When you miss the day when your homeland is looking forward to returning, you have long been thinking of you and your stomach is full of sorrow. Spring breeze, you and I have never known each other, why blowing into the tent to stir me up?
Spring water is born, and spring flowers are brilliant. The most beautiful season, the thoughts are full of water.
9, the most sad spring thought words: the path blowing clothes, once remembered the hometown wind objects.
Wannian Huan Chunsi
Song Stadejo
Two sleeves plum wind, Xie bridge, shore marks are still with residual snow. After the hurried light market, the grassroots are green hair. Swallow Spring did not wake up, missed a few places, and the sound of fang was gone. On the smoke stream, the green people return, and they should be worried about the bones.
Non-dry thick and easy to rest. Nai Yantai sentence old, is it parting. The trail blows clothes, and once remembered the hometown wind objects. How many shocking old things, the first is, invading the socks. Nowadays Dan, willow hair is spring, night comes and dew combs the moon.
Strolling along the Xie Bridge, blowing the breeze of falling plums, the grass sprouts green buds, and spring has arrived. The mountains and rivers are obstructed, and the information is difficult to communicate, so I can only send a grudge to the swallows, but unfortunately it has not yet flown back.
O lover from afar, at this time, perhaps returning from picking green grass by the light smokey stream, she must be full of heart, and even the depths of her flower heart are full of spring sorrow.
Missing, in the spring splendor, is even more sad.
10, the most melancholy spring poetry: the east wind does not go away for the blow, and the spring day can provoke hatred for a long time.
Spring thoughts two songs
Don J. Jia Zhi
One
The grass is green and willow yellow, and the peach blossoms are chaotic and plum flowers are fragrant.
The east wind does not go away for the blow, and the spring day can annoy the long.
Second
Red pink when the weak willow hanging, golden flower wax wine to dissolve the embellishment.
Sheng Ge can stay at dusk, drunkenly killing Chang'an Light.
When Mengchun arrives, the grass is tender and green, the willows are yellow, and when mid-spring comes, the peach blossoms are red and the plum blossoms are white, and the whole nature presents a vigorous vitality. The swaying east wind led me to a long, long, bitter hatred that was difficult to dispel.
What is the poet worried about?
Being demoted to Sima of Yuezhou, he was sad that his career was not smooth, but he complained that the spring wind would lengthen his sorrows.
There is always some sorrow, and you need to walk alone to usher in the real spring.
Spring is as gorgeous as the spring scene, and spring is different.
After today, there is tomorrow; after this year, and next year. After spring and summer, after autumn and winter, after winter you can see next spring, still peach blossoms full of canola yellow.
The most joyful is not the spring day, the most complete but the reunion, may the person you miss be by your side.