1. There are many trees and rich herbs.
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
There are strange trees and colorful green leaves in the courtyard.
4. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door.
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
6. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
7. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs.
Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree.
9. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness.
10. Old vines faint crows, small bridges flowing, old roads thin horses.
1 1. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
12. The trees on the shore are as straight as a cloud, who will send them to the water bank?
2. The poem describing the tree is 1. There are many trees and plenty of herbs.
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. There are strange trees and colorful green leaves in the courtyard.
4. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door. Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
6. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. 7. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs.
Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. 9. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness.
10. Old vines faint crows, small bridges flowing, old roads thin horses. 1 1. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
12. The trees on the shore are as straight as a cloud, who will send them to the water bank? 3 Two-part allegorical saying about trees: A thousand-year-old tree is a hundred-year-old pine-a deep-rooted car climbs the tree-it shakes like a dragonfly-the morning glory climbs the tree without moving-and climbs up the green gate along the pole. Liu Tang Bai Juyi is a sad tree, and once a few people left a grudge.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been 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. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at 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. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.
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. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where shadows dance.
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. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.
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 Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky.
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. A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children hurt her waist.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was pouring, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned.
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. Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. He Biyu in the Tang Dynasty, dressed as a tree, hung with ten thousand green silks.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen.
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. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a small and graceful garden, which was graceful to the east of Quchi.
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. By the time of Liu Tang, the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei described by Li Shangyin began to disappear.
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. During the Liu Tang period, Li Shangyin danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was 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. A cluster of blue smoke locks the Luoyinyu Building in Liutang, with half-hanging columns and half-hanging ditches.
There will be more new articles next year, and the spring breeze has not stopped. Liu You is a gift given by you in ancient times, and has been reborn many times.
Five plants lean on the deep Ming house, and thousands of trees hang low in Taiwei camp. There is smoke and jade in the water, and the sound of warblers leaves rain.
Emperor Yangdi's bank was reluctant to leave, which made the song at that time blow. During the Liu Tang period, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and the dust low, and Baqiao climbed a product.
Thought is a heartless tree. You don't know how to welcome people but give them away. Wu Rong, a poet in Liu Tang, is a land of singing, and does not teach flowers as a medium.
Fine response and rain break, light only love wind shear. It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't build a bronze sparrow terrace.
There are thousands of trees in Baling, and they don't leave at dusk. Liu Huan's lonely gold bars are slightly coquettish, and they report to the Spring Festival first every year.
Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery instead of chasing flowers in the evening. Birds make cicadas look disappointed, and smoke dances and shakes water.
After five famous Taoists, I saw that the glory of species is rare. In the Tang Dynasty, Feng Xue, a delicate plant, was frightened by the wind and injured itself, and her thoughts were melodious at dusk.
I once wandered with Zimo, and dared to caress Zhu Lan to argue with her. Flying, flapping like ice and snow.
Mo Ling's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang curtains to the painting hall. Ting Liu Tang Yao is a willow branch, when the porch is mixed, it hangs.
Yin is always * * * dense, and each article is appropriate. Because dependence seems to be permanent, knotting will be more painful.
Love this beautiful spring, the autumn wind does not blow. Liu Tang, Zhang Xu, the smoky land, and the buildings on the edge of the city are full of spring thoughts.
Please take a closer look at the romantic feeling, without reducing the spirit and time in the temple. Liutang Zhenggu Half Smoke and Half Rain River Bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.
You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.
This poem about forest turned green in the small forest of the city. The humble life of ants and flying insects in my small forest came under the soil with spring. I heard the sound of earthworms crawling and knocked down the closed door of the soil with their soft heads. On the grass in the grove, I saw a group of goats waving their long beards and bleating a black goat, which shocked my youth and soul. When I retire at home, I will take my life savings to an unknown mountain forest. When I live in the mountains, I will sing to the accompaniment of rustling green leaves. When I am too old to sing, I will sit under a green tree and listen to the whispers of leaves. When I am too old to breathe, I will melt myself into the forest soil. When that day comes, I will become a part of the forest, a leaf on a branch, thinking about the forest.
4. Does anyone know that poem (forest, tree, planting trees is ok) 1. There are many trees and plenty of herbs.
(Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
(Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door.
(Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
(He Zhangzhi: (Liu Yong))
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
(Cen Can: "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Song of Wu Going Home")
6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs.
(Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree.
(Liu Yuxi: (Lotte Yangzhou meets for the first time))
8. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be soft.
(Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")
9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses.
(Ma Zhiyuan, "Tianjingsha? Qiu Si ")
10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
(Yan Shu: "The Recent Flowers")
How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! .
(Meng Haoran: "Jiande River Sleeping at Night")
12. A person, there is a grass stream, and there are orioles singing in the trees.
(Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
5. The poem 1 describing Qiu Shu in Five Letters of Autumn in Changling, Tang Wang.
Original text:
The plane tree leaves in Jinjingbian are yellow, and the night pearl curtain is not rolled out to see the frost.
Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face.
The phoenix tree beside the golden well is yellow in autumn leaves, the bead curtain does not roll, and it frosts at night. The jade pillow in the smoke cage looks like a gaunt face, and I have been listening to the sound of Nangong for a long time.
2. Tang Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity
Original text:
Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak.
Between the river and the sky, the waves are rough and the clouds are covered with fog.
Cong Ju shed tears the other day. She was alone in the boat.
Cold clothes push knives and rulers everywhere, and Baidicheng is anxious.
The cold dew withered the maple forest, and the weather in Wushan Wuxia was bleak and gloomy. The waves between the rivers are surging in the sky, and the clouds in the traffic jam are gloomy.
Cong Ju shed tears twice, and the boat was tied to the river bank like missing her hometown. Every family is making cold clothes with a knife ruler, and the anvil sound of smashing clothes at night comes from the height of Baidicheng.
3, "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Qi Xie North Building" Tang-Li Bai
Original text:
The city by the river is as beautiful as the picture, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Building to overlook the clear sky.
Between the two rivers, one lake is like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river look like rainbows falling from the sky.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.
Who will go to the North Building to thank the public?
The city by the river is as beautiful as the picture. It's getting late in the mountains, so I climb the Xie Tiao Building and overlook the clear sky. Wanxi and Juxi surround Xuancheng like mirrors, while Phoenix and Jichuan Bridge fall into the world like rainbows. The thin cold smoke in the village permeates between oranges and grapefruit, and the plane tree has withered in the color of late autumn. Besides me, who else would like to come to the North Building of Xie Tiao to meet the autumn wind in Xiao Sa and the poet Xie Gong of Nanqi?
4, "Qiu Si in Fujian" Tang-Du Xunhe
Original text:
Autumn rain turns the color of trees pale yellow, and the wind blows on the golden leaves, and the wind is rustling.
To the north of central Fujian is a rough sea. Drawing is easy, it is hard to go.
Autumn rain makes clusters of purple chrysanthemums even in color, and the golden wind makes banana leaves rustle. In the north of central Fujian, Gao Shannan faces the rough sea. It is convenient for drawing and the road is rugged and difficult to walk.
5, "Sleeping in the Autumn Rain" Tang-Bai Juyi
Original text:
Three cold autumn nights, a comfortable old man.
After lights out, sleep in the beautiful rain.
Grey thermos flask, fragrant warm quilt.
The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.
On a cool late autumn night, another old man was at ease. After blowing the lights, I lay down and fell asleep slowly, and gradually fell asleep in the autumn rain. The fire in the brazier has gone out. Light some fire and bake the quilt. It is sunny in the morning, but it is a little cold. Look out of the window, the leaves are red with cold.
6. Describe the forest trees in my hometown with metaphors and personification. I hope that articles with good words and sentences describing forests can help you! The leaves of coconut trees are like long feathers. When there is wind, the shadows of trees sway, and when there is no wind, they are elegant and beautiful.
★ Tall and straight coconut trees with leaves scattered under the blue sky like peacock tails. ★ A tall coconut tree is like a sun umbrella, always leaning towards the sea and slightly bending.
★ The distant Woods are shining with faint green light, and the green leaves are gently shaken in the breeze, as if singing a beautiful song. ★ The Woods woke up, combed their hair in the morning breeze, and were busy wiping the rosy glow on their faces.
★ The Woods are rustled by the breeze and look like the undulating waves of the sea from a distance. ★ The mottled tree shadows are clearly cast on the path, like a paper-cut painting with suitable shades.
★ Deciduous poplars, elms and locust trees spread their branches like charcoal to the gray sky. ★ The forest in June is full of all kinds of wild flowers, which are as bright as gems and covered with brocade.
★ In the maple forest, countless red leaves are like red butterflies, covered with branches. ★ This huge maple forest is like a color mixing basin filled with pigments, which brings colorful and dazzling colors to tourists at once: red, crimson, reddish, orange, medium yellow, purple ... it is simply everything, making people dizzying.
★ Maple leaves all over the mountains are red, as red as sunset glow and as red as flaming clouds. They seem to be challenging the cold autumn. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers". ★ I saw more than a dozen tall maple trees, and the maple leaves were all red, just like piles of flames that could not be extinguished.
★ I gently picked up a maple leaf. The red leaves have a clear time pulse, and even the edges are serrated. Although it looks like a small hand with five fingers, its color is like a burning flame. ★ On the mountainside, Cotinus coggygria is covered with trees and leaves are like clouds. In autumn, the forest is in full swing, just like a girl in red.
★ The leaves of Cotinus coggygria in Xiangshan are all red, like sunset clouds falling from the sky. ★ In autumn, the red leaves of thousands of trees are getting deeper and redder. In addition, in the blue sky, several white clouds reflect each other. From a distance, it looks like a fire rolling.
★ A gust of wind blows, leaves rustle, and several red leaves fall like flying butterflies. ★ There are towering cypress trees growing in the cracks between rocks, which are majestic and vigorous, towering and straight, making the mountains have aura and making all life look pale and inferior in front of them.
★ The mountain is covered with cypress trees, one tree, one green wave, one layer after another, like a three-dimensional lake. ★ It's really quiet to climb the cypress bushes. The air is full of the bitter taste of cypress leaves, as if surrounded by the incense of Qionglou Xiange.
★ The round buds on the French sycamore tree have spread out like lavender horns. ★ In the warm wind of early spring, the sky is full of fluffy yellow flying flowers of buttonwood trees, like strange snow falling in the sky.
★ The tall banyan tree has numerous air roots, like the braids of Uighur girls. ★ The thriving old banyan trees are hung with fluffy beards, like several old people in the dragon bell, lazily huddled together for a nap.
★ The air roots of this big banyan tree hang down from the trunk more than 20 feet high and plunge into the ground. 30 to 50 pieces vary in thickness, making a huge harp. ★ The roots of the ancient banyan tree are like dragons, and the skin is like cracked rocks, like a centenarian, stroking its long beard.
★ There is an ancient pagoda tree in the yard, with many knots and bumps, just like a bony old man. ★ An old locust tree in the corner of the yard did not move, and the messy dead branches seemed to throw a fishing net into the sky.
★ The spring wind blows gently, and the drizzle moistens quietly. The brown buds on the elm tree turned into soft yellow-green round coins. ★ The trunk of the old elm is thick, and the bark splits together, like a large fish scale.
★ This old elm tree, in this endless sand sea, is like a kind old man, holding a huge green umbrella high, sheltering pedestrians from the wind and rain and the sun. ★ 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 "Wild geese fly with love" ★ The birch forest is like a group of slim girls dressed in white.
★ The birch forest in front is like a group of cranes standing on one leg. ★ Little birch trees outside the window stand in the moonlight like water, swaying gently with green leaves like coquetry, longing for the moisture of night dew.
★ Birch trees rustle, and one leaf after another falls to the ground like her tears. ★ The breeze swept, the bamboo forest swayed gently, and a rhythmic bell sounded, just like that wonderful music.
★ The bamboos all over the mountain are swaying in the wind, making beautiful sounds, like who blew the huge bamboo flute and played deep music. ★ These bamboos are all the same in thickness and length, just like sisters born in the same year. They are slender, straight and graceful.
★ The wind is blowing gently in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves tremble slightly, just like a slender mouth whispering. ★ It's hot in the summer afternoon, and you walk into the shade.
7. What are the ancient poems describing trees? 1. There are many trees and many herbs.
(Han Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea") 2. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Tang Meng Haoran. Passing through the old village) 3. Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door under the moon.
(Tang jiadao. Li Ning's Seclusion) 4. Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (Tang He Zhang Zhi. "Singing Willow") 5. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
(Don Cen Can. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home) 6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs. (Don Ho Choi. Yellow Crane Tower) 7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree.
(Don. Liu Yuxi. "Reward Lotte at the Beginning of Yangzhou") 8. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. (Song. Yang Wanli. Koike) 9. Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.
(Ma Yuan Zhiyuan. Tianjin Sha Qiu Si) 10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. I hope I can help you.
8. Poetry about trees is badly needed. Poetry is everywhere, and there are things at any time-Song. Ling Mei of Zhang Daoqi. 2. Spring City is full of flowers-Tang Dynasty. Cold food in Han Hong. 3. If you fold a fragrance in your hand, there should be no fragrance in the world-Song. Wang Anshi's manna song. 4. Outside the smoke is a faint Han Xiao, and red apricots are branches. An Apricot Out of the Wall —— Ye Songshao Weng's Not Worth Visiting the Garden 6. He who knows the east wind will always spring —— Song Zhuxi's Spring Day 7. The sun rises, the river is red, and in spring, the river is as green as blue-Tang Bai Juyi's Memory of Jiangnan 8. A little green and colorful, you don't have to move the spring scenery-selling apricot flowers in deep alleys of Ming Dynasty-Song Lu's tour of "Spring Rain in Lin 'an" 10. The shadows are shallow, and the faint fragrance is floating in the dusk of the month-Song Linbu's Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden 1 1. The city is full of peaches and plums, and the shepherd's purse is in spring at the head of the stream-misty and chaotic-Shu's Walking on the Sand 13. In the spring of February and March, the grass is like water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu 14. There are many grasses in the south of the Yangtze River in February, and it is drizzling in spring —— Song Shizhongshu's quatrains 15. Deja vu, Yan returns-Shuhuan Xisha 17. It is not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless-Tang Dynasty. Chrysanthemum of Yuan Zhen 18. The forest is full of new green, and Xiao Lei hides a little red gold. Yuan Hao asked, "The same generation of flowering begonia." -Song. Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou" 20. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -The folk song Jiangnan of Han Yuefu 2 1. Xiao He only shows sharp corners, and dragonflies stand at the top-Song Yangwan 53. In "Little Pool" 22. The leaves are dry and rainy, the water is clear and round, and the wind blows at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Lian Gai 23. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. Frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's Mountain Walk 25. There are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world —— Shi's "Recent Flowers" 26. Wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-Don Bai Juyi's Biegu Grass 27. The sky is drizzling, the autumn is crisp, but the grass color is not close at hand-Tang Hanyu. -Tang Menghao's "Spring Dawn" 29. Cicada is quiet in the forest, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -in Damon Liang Ji "into if xi" back to the 30th. The birds on the river wall are too white, and the mountains are blue and white. -Tang Du Fu's Two Jueju 3 1. Peach blossoms are three or two outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the river. You can't make a horseshoe sound without shallow grass-Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake 33. It can be seen that butterflies penetrate deep into flowers, while water dragonflies fly slowly —— Tang Du Fu's Two Poems of Qujiang 34. The cranes in the clear sky row clouds and lead poems into the blue night-autumn poems in Yuxi, Liu Tang.
9. Qiu Shu's poem 1, Tang Wang Changling's "Chang Xin Qiu Ci"
The plane tree leaves in Jinjingbian are yellow, and the night pearl curtain is not rolled out to see the frost.
2. Tang Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity.
Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak.
3. Tang Li Bai's "Qiudeng Xuancheng Qi Xie North Building"
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.
4. Tang Du Xunhe's "Qiu Si in Central Fujian"
Autumn rain turns the color of trees pale yellow, and the wind blows on the golden leaves, and the wind is rustling.
5. Tang Bai Juyi's Sleeping in Autumn Rain.
The sun is shining, it is freezing, and the frost leaves are full of red.
The translation of the above poems is as follows:
1, the phoenix tree near Jinjing is yellow in autumn leaves, and the bead curtain does not roll, which shows that it is frosty at night.
2. Maple trees are gradually withered and damaged under the erosion of dew in late autumn, and Wushan and Wuxia are also shrouded in bleak and gloomy fog.
3, the smoke is curling, the orange forest and pomelo forest are full of autumn colors, and the phoenix leaves are also cold.
4. Autumn rain patters on clusters of purple chrysanthemums, and the breeze fiddles with banana leaves.
It was sunny in the morning, but I didn't expect it because it was a little cold. Look out of the window, the leaves are red with cold.
10. The sentence about the forest is 1. A red carpet was laid on the ground in Fenglin. The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves rustle as if clapping their hands to celebrate the harvest season. 2. The moon rises from the Woods and gives off cold light, which makes the snow-covered fields look particularly white and makes people feel colder. 3. invest in dense forests. The sky was cut into thick blue silks and satins by the branches of tall trees, and mottled light spots were scattered and flashed mysteriously with the movement of leaves. Trees stand quietly like philosophers. The branches of the big tree were chapped with black skin and covered Tess; Tilia amurensis is a little more handsome and her skin is much smoother. Wild poplar propped up its stalwart body with different branches; The most striking thing is the birch tree, elegant and natural, like a white-collar man, with cracked white bark fluttering in the wind ... Of course, there are wild plum trees, pentagonal maple trees, thorny plum trees and vines and shrubs swaying among the trees. They are high and low, regardless of the size of the rings, bringing green and hope to the world. Grass is green, trees are green, and all green life has a transparent texture. The moon is the lover of the forest, leaving uneven beautiful images in the jungle, such as concave and convex characters. Mottled refutation is a strong and weak emotional expression. Bathed in the tenderness of moonlight, the spring is full, the flowers are overflowing, and even the friendly whispers of birds are crisp and sweet. 7. On the sunny hillside, the forest is fresh and green; On the hillside facing the sun, it looks like an ambush with armor and helmet. The forest is a large meadow full of flowers, and it is difficult to see the color of the soil. Vienna forest refers to the suburb of Vienna, with the highest elevation of only 400 meters. There are few conifers, mostly dozens of trees such as broad-leaved forest and eucalyptus, which are mixed with each other. Every spring solstice, trees bloom and birds sing happily. All kinds of wild animals jump in it. This feeling is completely different from that in the south of Tyrol, where the mountains are high and the clouds are light, the pines and cypresses are towering and the snow is pouring. The forest here is fresh, soft and gentle, which is more in line with the taste of Vienna. -the story of Vienna forest 8. Vibrant oak trees spread their dense branches and leaves freely in the sun. 9. They have lush foliage, and the road surface has never been illuminated by the hot summer sun. Pale golden spots are screened and sprinkled from the dense green leaves, jumping and swaying on the asphalt road, paving a swaying light and shadow. The canopies on both sides are intertwined to form a cool green corridor. Even if there are cars coming and going, you can't feel the dust blowing on your face. The air is dirty and the trees absorb a lot of pollution. Sprinklers often come. Once the road is sprinkled, the faint smell of leaves becomes rich, and the wet fragrance in the air is refreshing. 48660.68668686666