To ask the Song dynasty poets, who like spring the most, Qin Guan must count one.
Open his collection, and the words of spring can be seen everywhere.
Spring, with a magical brush, gently outline the colorful picture of peach red and willow green. And Qin Guan, with wonderful language, carefully outlined the vigorous spring feelings of the wind and the warm sun.
We are accustomed to reading the spring written by Su Shi and Li Qingzhao, to see if Qin Guan's spring will give you a different touch?
Qin Guan's spring is brilliant and bright
"Good Things Near: Dream Work"
Spring road rain adds flowers, flowers move a mountain spring color.
Walk to the depths of the creek, there are thousands of yellow orioles.
Fei Yun turned the dragon snake in front of his face, and turned to the sky blue.
Drunk lying in the shade of the ancient vine, I don't know the north and south.
In the third year of Shaosheng, Qin Guan was relegated to prison, and the depressed Qin Guan sought liberation in his dream, which is the journey of Qin Guan in his dream.
Qin Guan dreamed and roamed on a mountain road. After the spring rains, the flowers are in full bloom, everywhere is full of spring colors, and in the depths of the creek, the yellow orioles chirp. The clouds in the sky are rolling in the clouds, and I am lying drunk under the shade of the ancient vines, hazy and confused, completely unaware of the north and south.
Everyone can't always be in the spring, and when we meet the cold winter, we always have to heal ourselves.
Qin Guan's spring is lonely and sad
"Butterfly Love Flower, Xiao Ri Peeping Xuan Double Swallow Language"
Dawn peeps at Xuan Shuangyan, as if with a beautiful person, cherishing the spring will be twilight.
How many sunny days are there? There is no time to idle the wind and rain.
Flowing water and flowers have no questions, only flying clouds, rising and going.
Holding wine to persuade Yun Yun to live and rely on the king to hinder the way back to spring.
Spring is about to leave, and the woman is reluctant and very sad.
The swallows and beauties seemed to be lamenting that spring was almost over. At the slightest count, the sun was rising very high, and the day was almost over, and unconsciously the sky was fluttering and sprinkling with light rain.
We can't keep the spring, but we can keep the beauty of the spring in the memory forever.
Qin Guan's spring is leisurely and relaxed
"Kako Koko Trees Around the Village"
Trees surround the village, and the water fills the pond.
Leaning on the east wind, Haoxing wandered.
A few small gardens, harvesting the spring light.
There are peach blossom red, plum blossom white, cauliflower yellow.
Far away from the wall, hidden thatched hall.
Fluttering green flag, next to the flowing water bridge.
By chance, I walked through Higashioka.
Warblers are crying, swallows are dancing, butterflies are busy.
One spring, Qin Guan took pleasure in visiting a village and was infected by the simple and natural scenery of the village, so he coined this word.
Green trees surround the village, spring water overflows the pond, bathed in the east wind, with a proud I walk. The small garden is small, but it harvests the spring light. The peach blossoms are red, the plum blossoms are white, and the cauliflowers are golden.
In the distance, there are a few thatched huts looming under the wall. Cyan flags flew in the wind, and small bridges stood by the stream. By chance, I took a ride on the tour and walked through the hills to the east. Warblers chirp, swallows fly, butterflies rush, a good spring light.
In the good times of spring, there is nothing better than a spring trip. The best way to thank you for a spring day is not to waste this wonderful spring light.
The spring in Qin Guan's pen is Daguan
"March Obscure Day Occasional Question"
The festivals and things urge each other to be new, and the obsessive children retain the spring.
Fang Fei Xie should not hate, Xia Mu Yin yin is lovely.
Literati are prone to hurt spring, but Qin Guan doesn't think so.
Seasonal things are constantly changing, changing and changing, and obsessive children, why are you struggling to keep the spring? What is so hateful about the withering of the colorful flowers? The trees of summer, dense and green, do not make you happy!
Don't feel the departure of spring, summer is also a beautiful season. Don't lament the passage of time, the future has its own beauty.
Qin Guan's spring is a sad memory
"Man Ting Fang, Xiao Se Yun Kai"
The clouds are open, the spring is as it pleases, and the rain is clear.
Gutai Fangxie, Feiyan Kehongying.
Dance sleepy Elm money falls by itself, swing outside, green water bridge flat.
In the east wind, Zhu Men Yingliu, low press Xiao Qin Kite.
Amorous, happy place, beaded green cover, jade dragon red wisp.
Gradually the wine is empty, and the flowers are sleepy and fluffy.
Cardamom head old hate, ten years of dreams, bent to shock.
With a long time, the smoke is light, and the lonely city is under the wucheng.
In the bright spring light, Qin Guan had a hint of sorrow.
The rain is clear, the swallows fly lightly, the red flowers bloom, the wind dances the elm money, and the whole is full of life. In the reflection of this bright spring light, someone was playing the Qin Zheng in the ZhuMen. Recalling the scene of playing with my lover in the past, ten years is like a dream, and the lyricist who stands by the fence feels lonely and lonely.
Everywhere you go, you should remember. The past is all false, and memory is an endless road, only loneliness is eternal.
Qin Guan's spring is delicate and amorous
《Kasuga》
Overnight, the thunder fell on the silk, and the light floated and the wabi was jagged.
There are sentient peonies with spring tears, and there is no power to rise to lie on the branches.
This poem writes about spring after the rain. The gentle spring rain, accompanied by a slight thunderclap, drifted all night, but by the early morning it had stopped. A red sun rises in the east, casting a soft glow on the glazed tiles on the top floor of the house, green and dripping.
The peony after the rain is like an amorous girl, with tears shining and a love pulse. The rose flower reclined, stretching out the young branches, so delicate and weak.
In Qin Guan's pen, rose flowers and peony flowers are also sentimental. Yes, if you are lovely, life is lovely everywhere.
In Qin Guan's spring, there is sorrow and joy.
Maybe spring is fleeting and we can't grasp it, but we can control our mood and make every day like a spring breeze.
May your life, the spring breeze always be there, and happiness always be there.