Poems about grapes

Qian Xuesen chanted that the night in the Grape West Garden was gentle and cool, and the grapes were picked and tasted. A shelf full of purple corduroy with high support and oblique golden columns. The leaves are bright when the wind blows, and the sound of butterflies makes it sunny and rainy. God stung the cold pool in the clear night, and ten thousand pieces of wet clouds could not afford it. The beauty of the stone family walks in the golden valley, and the coral hook on the green screen is Luo Wei. Yupan newly recommended Chinese residence, beads hanging at night. The victory lies in the travel notes of the New Year, which makes people feel chilling. Laugh in the mirror and get drunk on the silver bed. Content of the work: Song of Grapes by Yuxi, Liu Tang. The raw grapes in the field are wrapped around the high branches. Moving into the garden, Zhang Wang grows taller every day. Wide and complex divergence, vine cultivation. Yang Qiao went to Tingke and explained something. Make a long stand for it and the cloth will be green. Rice liquid irrigates its roots by percolation. The meal is knotted and suspended. Horse milk with light frost, long Lin Yao early Xu. There was a gloomy guest, staring at the hall. I said I'm from A Jin, and planting this is like planting jade. There is not enough wine to drink. Hold a battle for you and go to Liangzhou to graze. Pu Tao turned green after the rain. The jade plate is inclined, and a thousand beads are broken. Yuan? 6? 1 Zheng Yunduan. Grape: "the basket is round and solid, the beads are smooth, the entrance is sweet, fragrant, ice and cold." If Wen Yuan knows this taste, Lu Hua should not ask for a golden plate. " Qing? 6? 1 Wu. Grape: "The white tiger is rich in pearls and the curtain is green. When you are worried, you should taste love first. The color reflects the golden fruit, and the fragrant jade bowl flows. If you don't work hard, you will win the exam. " Qing? 6? 1 Chen. The sapphire case? 6? 1 Grapes in summer in Huaiyan City: "Who will cool off in the wind window ice bowl?" Remember a hundred, in the pile of plates. Let's stop talking. Light and clear crystal, fragrant and fresh, light rain in the western hills. "Green, Xiao Xiong. Grapes: "pale vines, covered with front eaves, covered with pearls, winding garden." More than 300 lychees, big bowl of Han Jia cigarettes. "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately. Drunk in the battlefield, you don't laugh. Since ancient times, several people have returned to William Wang's "Liangzhou Ci" in the Tang Dynasty to serve you with gin and tortoise shells. Colorful hibiscus feather tent, Jiuhua grape brocade carpet. Beauty is dying, and the cold light turns to sink. May you give up your sadness and think less, and listen to me on the way to the festival. I'd rather listen to the sound of blowing in ancient times than see cypresses and copper finches. Origin: China's Poems-Southern and Northern Dynasties-Bao Zhao's Poems Bluebird flies to Kanaida with grapes. The beauty was too scared to look at the shutter. Source: China's Poems-Tang and Five Dynasties-Sword-wielding Servant Man Jiang Hongjiang Lai, Tall Buildings and Deep Grapes. Or bring your own, sea of clouds and waves, Jinjiang spring scenery. You are a legacy of Nanshan, and I am homesick for foreigners. Are you heartless about this room and the scenery? Speak diligently. Biography of Jiang Biao, stop reading. Crazy Chu Shi, what a pity. The empty continent is desolate for parrots and reeds. Don't just laugh at the literati fighting the bottom, Cao Gong and Huang Zu are erratic. May you give immortal poems and chase the yellow crane. Origin: China Poetry-Northern Song Dynasty-Su Shi Volume 8 1_22 Advocating women walking in pomegranate wine, in the grape pulp. Lan Guifang, Cornus officinalis. May you stay in the golden saddle and smell sweet for a while. May you get rid of Lolo and get drunk together. Wen Jun, a recently widowed woman, is obsessed with singing. Last night, Yee Zhang greeted Han Shou, and now Luo Sleeve has a crush on him. Don't play the Qiang flute to scare the neighbors, and don't make trouble with the pipa in the bridal chamber. Sing a new serenade and don't mess with Chu Mingguang. This song is full of resentment and sadness. Yonghuai Monument Du Fu is close to Jingmen, and the girls grew up in the village. She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk. Her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Back to the soul in the moonlight. The Tatar song on her jade guitar obviously hates the moon. During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside. The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances. The clouds in the wilderness are not near the city wall at all, and the rain and snow cover the boundless desert. The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears. It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around. Every year we bury countless bones in the desert, but we only see grapevines entering China. 6? 1 Tang Yanqian. " Grapes: "the golden valley is cool, and the green beads are drunk." If you don't pick pearls at night, the shadows will be clear in the moonlight. "Yuan? 6? 1 Zheng Yunduan. Grape: "the basket is round and solid, the beads are smooth, the entrance is sweet, fragrant, ice and cold." If Wen Yuan knew the smell, Lu Hua should not beg for a golden plate. "Qing? 6? 1 Wu Yewei. " Grapes: "The white tiger is rich in pearls and the curtain is green. When you are worried, you should taste love first. The color reflects the golden fruit, and the fragrant jade bowl flows. If you don't work hard, you will win the championship. "Qing? 6? 1 Chen Weisong. The sapphire case? 6? 1 Grapes in summer in Huaiyan City: "Who will enjoy the cool in the ice bowl in the wind window? "Remember one hundred, in the plate pile. Let's stop talking. Light and clear crystal, fragrant and fresh, light rain in Xishan. " Qing, people. Grapes: "pale vines, covered with front eaves, covered with pearls, winding garden." More than 300 lychees, big bowl of Han Jiayan. " Su Dongpo left many poems praising wine. His "Thanks for Zhang Taiyuan's Wine Delivery" describes the desolation of the world at that time: cold officials were getting depressed, and pro-old Le Shu was half lonely. Only county magistrate Zhang of Taiyuan delivers grapes every year. Su Dongpo had a bumpy career. When he was down and out, many old friends and relatives stopped coming to his house. Only Zhang county magistrate in Taiyuan did not change his original intention and sent people to send grapes every year. Su Dongpo is a famous gourmet. He wrote in "Gourmet Fu": Take the wine glass and drink the grapes from Liangzhou. Lu You's poem "Burning dry wood to keep warm at night" says: There seems to be a lot of mink when pouring wine. Crossing Yangcun (excerpt) Yangwanli Stone Bridge is crowded with people on both sides, and the horses in each village are like a river. Liu Yang Yin Zhongxin Hotel, a small fishing boat under the grape trellis. The waves stuck to the sky, the grapes turned green, and it rained in the air. In front of the infinite building, there is a wave of meaning. Who will bring the flowers? When Yan first arrived at the palace, the grapes were in full bloom. If this river becomes spring wine, it will be a rotten mound. -I got a drunken reward. The waves rolled the sunset red, and the pool light flew on the curtain. -The shade is frozen and the red light is scattered. Soak ten miles of grapes a month. -The parrot is sunny, the grapes are warm, and a ray of Xiang Yan is clear. Let's go back to the old place, but add a few pieces of red. After the rain, the grapes are fresh, so pat the gulls lightly. -lying down and warming up should be healthy, including eliminating teeth and avoiding labor. It's hard to be tall without weighing clothes. When I first started writing poetry, my mind was cold. -The beauty was too scared to look at the shutter.