2. Poem on Cedar: Crane in the pond is rare, and it may be the old Ling Wei in Liaodong.
Knitting sweaters with snow pine branches, knees and calves, as well as flowers and diamonds. If you wander low and stay in a cage, you will eventually fly out of the sky.
If you ask where the nest is, the owner falls in love and fails to return. Visiting Xie Shanting and Li Bailun will lie on the river and enjoy the world.
Lonely after a long illness, the past is full of glory. Take a trip to Xichi to relax.
Let it go, let it go. On the pond in Xiegongchi, spring grass has been born.
Bloom is here, and the mountain birds are singing to me. Tian Jia has good wine, and the setting sun leans on it.
Get drunk before you go back to the moon and welcome young children from afar. Dr. Chua's second doctor saw that he had been in Wuhu City, Quan Deyu for ten years and had no fixed address.
At the end of the year, the White House is poor and sake is sacred. The dust is reduced and the frost cedar is strong.
Why do you want to miss each other? Qiyuan can do its best. Zhang Hou was sent to visit Xu Hun, an ordinary waiter in Dong Zhe, so he pointed to Dong Zhe.
There are cedars in Qingshan as streams, and there are cloudless cranes in the blue sky. Sing about the late moon and watch the autumn wind alone.
I'm sure I'm a celebrity, and * * * said Kong Rong was false. Give the palace domain Zheng Xunmi Bai Guihan, and the book window guides Yu Qing.
The wind shook the ice and shattered the jade, and the piano sounded in front of the steps. The couch is quiet and a few inkstones are clean, but it is scattered and bright.
People spoke highly of Seng Zhao and thought that he was brilliant. Thought is metaphysical, and analysis is vertical and horizontal.
I know everything, and I can say everything. No matter how the rivers and seas move, Qiushan will always be flat.
If you are late, you don't respect each other, and then you fight first. The mirror is ugly and the scale is light.
Yan enters the mirror and two baht are closed. Wechat is broken and it keeps ringing.
Hold the key firmly on the paper and shake the weapon with your tongue. Round and straight, the guests can vent their feelings.
To live is not to live, but to do nothing is to do. The rarer the bamboo strings, the more obscene Qin Zheng is.
It's tasteless, and the sheep pour a spoonful. Hongyuan is in charge of Kun, you hide in the dark.
Too lazy to move, I arrived in Wan Li. Lu is far away, but he has been listening by mistake.
Straight must hold wonderful said, which city has the concept of * * *. The theme of "Monk's House" is that the spirit of the tiger stream attracts the bright moon, and the pine branches with snow hang radish.
There are many old monks in the depths of the white clouds. Author Chen Yi, loose on the heavy snow, tall and straight. You should know that pine trees are noble and noble, and you won't know until the snow melts.
3. Poems about Snow: Chi and Bai Juyi
There are few cranes in the pool, so I'm afraid it's the old commander of Liaodong.
Knitting sweaters with snow pine branches, knees and calves, as well as flowers and diamonds.
If you wander low and stay in a cage, you will eventually fly out of the sky.
If you ask where the nest is, the owner falls in love and fails to return.
Li Bai is at Xie's Mountain Pavilion.
Lie in the river and enjoy the world. Lonely after a long illness, the past is full of glory.
Take a trip to Xichi to relax. Let it go, let it go.
On the pond in Xiegongchi, spring grass has been born. Bloom is here, and the mountain birds are singing to me.
Tian Jia has good wine, and the setting sun leans on it. Get drunk before you go back to the moon and welcome young children from afar.
Dr. Fu Cai 12 sent four rhymes to Quan Deyu.
After ten years in Wucheng, Peng moved to an uncertain place. At the end of the year, the White House is poor and sake is sacred.
The dust is reduced and the frost cedar is strong. Why do you want to miss each other? Qiyuan can do its best.
Send Zhang Hou to Xu Hun, an ordinary waiter in Dong Zhe.
Cool dew and clear cicada and willow empty, so the old man refers to eastern Zhejiang. Castle peak has cedar as a stream,
The cloudless crane in Wan Li came out of its cage. Sing about the late moon and watch the autumn wind alone.
I'm sure I'm a celebrity, and * * * said Kong Rong was false.
Glanced at Gong Zheng Xun.
Mibai Xiang Han, the book window guides Qing Yu. The wind shook the ice and shattered the jade, and the piano sounded in front of the steps.
The couch is quiet and a few inkstones are clean, but it is scattered and bright. People spoke highly of Seng Zhao and thought that he was brilliant.
Thought is metaphysical, and analysis is vertical and horizontal. I know everything, and I can say everything.
No matter how the rivers and seas move, Qiushan will always be flat. If you are late, you don't respect each other, and then you fight first.
The mirror is ugly and the scale is light. Yan enters the mirror and two baht are closed.
Wechat is broken and it keeps ringing. Hold the key firmly on the paper and shake the weapon with your tongue.
Round and straight, the guests can vent their feelings. To live is not to live, but to do nothing is to do.
The rarer the bamboo strings, the more obscene Qin Zheng is. It's tasteless, and the sheep pour a spoonful.
Hongyuan is in charge of Kun, you hide in the dark. Too lazy to move, I arrived in Wan Li.
Lu is far away, but he has been listening by mistake. Straight must hold wonderful said, which city has the concept of * * *.
Temple spirit
The tiger creek attracts the moon, and the pine branches hang radish with snow.
There are many old monks in the depths of the white clouds.
Author Rola Chen
The snow is loose,
The pine trees are tall and straight.
You know, loose and noble,
Wait until the snow melts.
4. Poems in Praise of Cedar Poems in Praise of Cedar: Chen Yi's "The Pine Tree" snowed with pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight.
You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting. The title "Song Qing" is the first article in Miscellanies on a Winter Night.
The author is attached to things and writes loosely on the surface, but in fact he writes about people. Write about people's perseverance, perseverance, integrity and heroism, and write about the spirit of that particular era that is not afraid of difficulties, full of masculinity, and the more frustrated and brave.
When the author wrote Song, he put it in a bad environment, an almost tense atmosphere. We saw the tyranny of snow and felt Song's resistance. We seem to be oppressed like pine, and we straighten our backs like pine.
The image of a cold and steep pine tree stands firm because of its heroism and strength. In the struggle between pressure and persistence, we seem to have experienced a soul cleansing at the same time, because in this struggle, we showed the fierce enthusiasm of that era and the admirable personality strength of the author.
5. Poems praising Cedar Chen Yi.
The snow is loose,
The pine trees are tall and straight.
You know, loose and noble,
Wait until the snow melts.
Chihe Bai Juyi
There are few cranes in the pool, so I'm afraid it's the old commander of Liaodong.
Knitting sweaters with snow pine branches, knees and calves, as well as flowers and diamonds.
Keep a low profile, stay in the cage, and the excitement will eventually fly out of the sky.
If you ask where the nest is, the owner falls in love and fails to return.
Li Bai is at Xie's Mountain Pavilion.
When you lie in the river and the sea, you will be happy again.
Take a trip to Xichi to relax. Sweep the snow to relax and walk on the road.
On the pond of Xiegongchi, spring grass is rustling, flowers are blowing and birds are singing to me.
There is wine in the family, and the sunset leans. Get drunk and go back to the moon to welcome your son from afar.
Dr. Fu Cai 12 sent four rhymes to Quan Deyu.
After ten years in Wucheng, Peng moved to an uncertain place. At the end of the year, the White House was poor and a wine saint.
The dust is reduced and the frost cedar is strong. Why do you love acacia?
Send Zhang Hou to Xu Hun, an ordinary waiter in Dong Zhe.
Cool dew and clear cicada and willow empty, so the old man refers to eastern Zhejiang. There are fir trees in the green hills as streams.
Cloudless cranes come out. Sing about the late moon and watch the autumn wind alone.
I will definitely know that I am a celebrity, and * * * said that Kong Rong was false.
Glanced at Gong Zheng Xun.
Mibai is fragrant and cold, the book window is bright, the wind shakes Kethleen, and the piano is in front of the steps.
The couch is quiet, and a few inkstones are clean and scattered. Seng Zhao is elegant and talented.
Thought is metaphysical, and analysis is vertical and horizontal. I know everything, and I can say everything.
No matter how rivers and seas move, hills are always calm.
You can distinguish ugliness from ugliness when you look in the mirror, and you can weigh it when you weigh it.
Wechat is broken and it keeps ringing. Take the key on the paper and shake the weapon on the tip of your tongue.
Round and straight, guests can get rid of false feelings. To live is not to live, to do nothing is to live.
The rarer the bamboo strings, the more obscene Qin Zheng is. The less expensive it is, the less tasteless it is, and the more shameful the sheep are.
Hongyuan is in charge of Kun, and you are immersed in. As easy as blowing off dust, you can reach Wan Li.
Lu is still ignorant, but I misunderstood him when I lived in seclusion. I have to be smart and say, * * * I want to see this city.
Temple spirit
Huxi idle moon, with snow pine branches hanging lotus seeds.
There are many old monks in the depths of the white clouds.
6. Poem in praise of Cedar: Hello: Chen Yi is heavy with snow and pine and cypress are tall and straight. You know, pine trees are noble, noble. When the ice and snow melt, the crane in the pool is rare, which may be the old Ling Wei in Liaodong. Knit a sweater with snow pine branches and flowers and diamonds. If you linger and stay in the cage, you will eventually fly out of the sky. If you ask why you know the Bird's Nest, the owner fell in love and didn't come back. Thank you. Old people are full of brilliance. Go to Xichi to chat with me and distract me. Sweep the snow to relax and walk on the road. On the pond of Xiegongchi, spring grass rustles. Bloom is gone, and the mountain birds sing to me. There is wine in the family, and the sunset falls with it. Get drunk and go back to the moon to welcome your son from afar. Dr Cai XII sent Siyun to Wuhu City, Quan Deyu for ten years, and Peng has moved to another place indefinitely. Qi Yuan can do his best. Zhang Hou was sent to Xu Hun, a regular waiter in eastern Zhejiang, to show off cicadas and willows, so he gave advice to eastern Zhejiang. There are white streams in the green hills, and clouds and cranes come out in the blue sky. Singing away from the song and worrying about the late moon, watching the autumn wind alone. You will know that you will hear a famous person who will say that Kong Rong is a fake door. Give Zheng Xun's "Palace Cedar", and the book window will lead the way. The analysis is divided into vertical and horizontal. I know everything, and everything can be shocking. When rivers and seas move, autumn mountains are quiet. Being late means disrespecting each other, and then we start quarreling. When you look in the mirror, you can tell ugly from ugly. You can weigh it when you look at it. When you look at it, you will know that it is not important. When you look at it, you can see it, and you don't know whether it is important or not. You dive into the darkness. You don't even bother to take a step, and you are thousands of miles away. You are far from home, but you misunderstood me. You must have a great saying, * * * I want to visit this city. The monk's monastery is a tiger creek, where the moon is idle and the snow pine branches hang. There are many old monks in the depths of the white clouds.
7. Poems praising cedar Hello:
Rola Chen
The snow is loose,
The pine trees are tall and straight.
You know, loose and noble,
Wait until the snow melts.
Chihe Bai Juyi
There are few cranes in the pool, so I'm afraid it's the old commander of Liaodong.
Knitting sweaters with snow pine branches, knees and calves, as well as flowers and diamonds.
Keep a low profile, stay in the cage, and the excitement will eventually fly out of the sky.
If you ask where the nest is, the owner falls in love and fails to return.
Li Bai is at Xie's Mountain Pavilion.
When you lie in the river and the sea, you will be happy again.
Take a trip to Xichi to relax. Sweep the snow to relax and walk on the road.
On the pond of Xiegongchi, spring grass is rustling, flowers are blowing and birds are singing to me.
There is wine in the family, and the sunset leans. Get drunk and return to the moon to welcome young people from afar.
Dr. Fu Cai 12 sent four rhymes to Quan Deyu.
After ten years in Wucheng, Peng moved to an uncertain place. At the end of the year, the White House was poor and a wine saint.
The dust is reduced and the frost cedar is strong. Why do you love acacia?
Send Zhang Hou to Xu Hun, an ordinary waiter in Dong Zhe.
Cool dew and clear cicada and willow empty, so the old man refers to eastern Zhejiang. There are fir trees in the green hills as streams.
Cloudless cranes come out. Sing about the late moon and watch the autumn wind alone.
I will definitely know that I am a celebrity, and * * * said that Kong Rong was false.
Glanced at Gong Zheng Xun.
Mibai is fragrant and cold, the book window is bright, the wind shakes Kethleen, and the piano is in front of the steps.
The couch is quiet, and a few inkstones are clean and scattered. Seng Zhao is elegant and talented.
Thought is metaphysical, and analysis is vertical and horizontal. I know everything, and I can say everything.
No matter how rivers and seas move, hills are always calm.
You can distinguish ugliness from ugliness when you look in the mirror, and you can weigh it when you weigh it.
Wechat is broken and it keeps ringing. Take the key on the paper and shake the weapon on the tip of your tongue.
Round and straight, guests can get rid of false feelings. To live is not to live, to do nothing is to live.
The rarer the bamboo strings, the more obscene Qin Zheng is. The less expensive it is, the less tasteless it is, and the more shameful the sheep are.
Hongyuan is in charge of Kun, and you are immersed in. As easy as blowing off dust, you can reach Wan Li.
Lu is still ignorant, but I misunderstood him when I lived in seclusion. I have to be smart and say, * * * I want to see this city.
Temple spirit
Huxi idle moon, with snow pine branches hanging lotus seeds.
There are many old monks in the depths of the white clouds.