Stunned, the third of the twenty-four solar terms.
"Spring thunder sounds, everything grows"., the spring thunder is rolling, and everything is recovering. Surprise is a dynamic solar term.
After the rain, the flowers bloom and flourish, and the thunder wakes up in spring.
It brings vitality and vitality, and also reminds people to cherish the good time of spring, work hard, and harvest the future.
Song of the Twenty-Four Breath Poems, Surprise February Festival
Don Yuanzhen
Yang Qi is stunned at the beginning, and the earth is around.
The peach blossoms bloom in the brocade, and the eagle ages in the spring dove.
Time to fight and urge, budding and repairing each other.
The world is full of livelihoods, and the fields are full of cultivation.
The sting is the third solar term in the traditional Chinese solar term. The ancients divided the sting into three parts: "One waits for the peach to start the flower, the second waits for the Cang Gengming, and the third waits for the eagle to turn into a dove." ”
At this time, the earth begins to warm up, plants and trees begin to sprout, insects begin to move, and everything begins to recover.
After the winter solstice, the yang energy rises, the sting has arrived, and the beautiful spring light is sprinkled all over the world. The peach blossoms in full bloom are as elegant and rich as the splendid scenery of Shudi. The eagles that soared in winter are now gone, and the spring doves flying in the treetops are beginning to come alive.
The good times are urging everything. Plants and trees that have begun to sprout are also growing quietly. In order to make a living, people are busy cultivating fields and farming, hoping to get a good harvest this spring.
Spring boating
Song Lu You
Children Mo Xiao is a Chen person, and the spring of Huhai is rejuvenated.
Thunder is popular in spring, and the sky is open.
The scales of the river are swollen and the stone is shining, and the willow silk is shaking the koji dust.
I wanted to go to Lanting but went back, and I finally felt ashamed of my innocence when I laughed and talked.
In the spring, when everything revives, the poet is boating on the lake and writing this joyful and bright poem.
Children, don't laugh at me, an old man. Spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, and the five lakes and seas present a vibrant scene everywhere. Bursts of spring thunder woke up the insects lurking in the cave, the yang energy was reborn, and the heaven and earth re-showed the vigorous atmosphere.
The sparkling river submerged the black reef, and the tender green willow silk swayed softly, and the color was as elegant as yellow dust. I wanted to go ashore and return to Lanting, but halfway back to swing the oar, I said with a smile, if I don't enjoy it, I really live up to the beautiful scenery.
Xijiangyue was stunned in the middle of the night
Qing Lu Qiuke
In the middle of the night, the thunder car was stung, and the rain in early spring pierced the river.
The plum blossoms should be full of mountain fragrance, and they are in a hurry to drive the orchid to draw the oars.
The green mountains in the area are like bathing, and the green water in the middle of the bay is suspended.
The white clouds are misty and the snow is vast, and the bright moon and sky are even paper accounts.
Paper tent: A tent sewn from rattan skin cocoon paper.
The sting marks the arrival of spring, when the earth begins to warm up, and everything recovers and is full of vitality. This poem expresses the author's love and yearning for spring through a flat boat. The artistic conception of the whole poem is far-reaching, giving people the enjoyment of beauty.
In the middle of the night, thunder rumbled, and the time of sting came. The spring rain crosses the river and is continuous, bringing the breath of spring. At this time, the plum blossoms should have bloomed all over the mountain, and the fragrance is fragrant. The poet eagerly took a boat ride and enjoyed the beautiful scenery.
The green hills in the distance, as if washed by rain, stopped the boat in front of the clear river. I saw clouds and mist, white snow, and the bright moon connected to the sky.
Smell thunder
Don Bai Juyi
The miasma is early in wind and frost, and the warm weather is urgent.
There is no snow in the poor winter, and the thunder has been heard in the first month.
The stinging insects and snakes came out, and the dead grass and trees opened.
The empty passengers are still like cold ashes.
In the sting season, the spring is cold, but the breath of spring has begun to be born.
This year, the wind and frost arrived early, and the mild weather seemed to urge everything to grow. There is hardly any snow in winter, and thunder is already heard during the first month.
The insects and snakes that have been dormant for a winter have awakened, and the withered plants and trees have also been rejuvenated in the thunder. I, a wanderer, felt an inexplicable loneliness and loneliness, but my heart was like cold ashes, losing my enthusiasm and vitality in the past.
Bodhisattva Man: Spring Rain
Song Xiao Hanjie
Spring sorrow has been shadowless for a while. The man seems to be drunk and unconscious.
The smoke and rain are wet and dry. Apricot blossoms are stinging.
The spit pot is about to break. Who's the best of you want to call out.
Tonight there is no extra clothes. The man didn't know.
Xiao Hanjie, a relict poet at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty. The number of the chant, there are 4 words today. This is a stinging lyric by the lyricist.
On a rainy night, spring sorrow is quietly coming, making people have nowhere to escape, and the feeling of missing is like being drunk, groggy and difficult to wake up.
The smoke and rain were misty, and the appendix was wet.
It's time to sting, the apricot blossoms are blooming, and the weather is still a little chilly. Knocking on the spit pot and shouting loudly, no one answered. It's cold tonight, and the person I'm missing knows how to add clothes.
This poem begins with spring sorrow, integrating longing, love, and affection into the spring rain, making people feel the sweetness and bitterness of love.
Kanda family
Don Wei Yingwu
The light rain is new, and a thunderstorm begins.
The Tian family has a few days of leisure, and farming has started from here.
Ding Zhuang is in the wilderness, and the field is also reasonable.
Returning to Jing Changyan, drinking the water of the calf west stream.
Hunger does not suffer from itself, but it is joyful to be anointed.
There is no lodging in the warehouse, and the conscription is still unfinished.
Those who are ashamed of not cultivating will be eaten out of the lu.
In 784 A.D., the poet Ren Chuzhou assassinated the history. In the shocking season, I saw the scene of the farmer's family working hard in the field, and I was moved to write this poem of compassion for the peasants.
After the spring rains, the grass breaks through the soil. In the rumbling spring thunder, the stinging solar term has arrived. During the year, the farmers do not have a few days to spare, and after the sting, they begin to be busy with spring ploughing.
The young people were working in the fields, and the gardens were ready to be put out. They arrive home late every day and have to lead the cow to a mountain stream west of the village so that it can drink.
Although he was tired and hungry, he never complained, as long as he saw the spring rain as expensive as oil, he felt very happy in his heart. There was no food left overnight at home, and the labor was endless. Thinking that he was not engaged in farming, but that he was from these farmers, he felt very ashamed.
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