A poem describing flowers crawling all over the wall

The poem describing climbing flowers all over the wall is as follows:

1, Shantingxia: Tang Gaopian.

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.

Trees are shaded, the balcony is reflected, and the pond is full of water waves and roses. What a beautiful summer scenery.

The roses are graceful, the flowers on the wall sway with the wind, and the faint fragrance flows in the deep alleys and courtyards, which seems to be ostentatious. In fact, what is hidden in the bones has always been lonely, distant and quiet.

The yard is full of roses and the breeze comes slowly. Although the word "cool" is not directly spoken in the poem, the green hills are dripping green, the trees are shaded, the water in the pool is cool, the flowers are overflowing, the air is refreshing, and the paper is cool. Distant mountains and smoke waves, roses and breezes, gentle and bright, summer and you.

2. Rose Cave: Ming Grain Rain.

Hundreds of feet of rose branches meander into the bridal chamber.

The dense leaves are green and heavy, and the flowers are red and brocade.

Chess jade bureau, send this Zhu Xialong.

Xiangyun left her clothes and left Yu Fang in January.

Roses, as the name suggests, can grow along the wall.

The long branches of roses are intertwined and woven into a deep bridal chamber. Lush leaves are like heavy curtains, and bright flowers are like unfurled brocade. Put a game of jade chess beside the flowers to pass the hot summer time. The petals fell on the clothes and the fragrance remained for a month. Roses, like plums, are beautiful and do not compete for spring. When it's quiet, they open all over the wall.

3. Dorothy: Don Mutu.

The leaves are soft, and the rain is fine and fragrant.

The stone family is still here, leaning against the wind and not collecting the night.

Bai Yutang, there is a stubborn meaning in his bones.

Every flower is full of vitality, and every leaf is moist as jade. On a sunny day after the rain, the flowers are fluttering and intoxicating.

Flowers bloom with wealth, as if Shi Chong's 50-mile brocade barrier is still bright and beautiful, leaning against the wall leisurely on a stormy night without gathering petals. Soft Bai Yutang, like a stubborn woman, is only appearance and tenacity. Like a rose, it grows tenaciously, is gentle and beautiful, and is independent of the world.