Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - The 24 Solar Terms - A poem describing the beauty of April

A poem describing the beauty of April

1, Wen Daochun went to Han Mei for information before he met.

I heard that spring is back, but I haven't seen her yet, so I went out and searched for news under the plum tree.

2, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring.

Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze is full of flowers and colors, and the scenery of spring is everywhere.

3, good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

Good rain knows the solar terms of rain, just when plants sprout and grow in spring.

4. In April, the world is full of flowers, and the peach blossoms in the Mountain Temple begin to bloom.

In April, all the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just bloomed.

5. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where to go, only the peach blossoms in the spring breeze were still smiling and opening.

6. Spring grass grows in the pond, and garden willows turn into songbirds.

The pond is full of spring grass, and the songbirds on the wicker in the garden have changed their species and voices.

7. Zhan Zhan went to the Yangtze River and it rained in Mao Mao.

The deep and clear river flows to the Yangtze River, and the sky is dripping.

8, three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the spring river plumbing duck prophet.

Two or three peach blossoms are blooming outside the bamboo forest, and ducks are swimming in the water. They first noticed the warming of the river in early spring.

9. Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..

Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery.

10, the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me?

The mild spring breeze has turned the south bank of the great river green again. Bright moon in the sky, when can you follow me home?