The poem about flower withering is 1. Is there any poem describing that autumn has come and flowers are beginning to fade?
Wang Anshi
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At dusk, the wind and rain hit the garden.
Residual chrysanthemums are scattered all over the floor;
It's okay to break a branch,
The poor son cherishes flowers.
Last night, the west wind swept through the garden, blowing yellow flowers all over the place, golden. -Wang Anshi
There are many fallen leaves in Lu Ting, so I know it's autumn.
Green court: green fragrant courtyard.
Tao Jin Yuanming's Reward to Liu Chaisang
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation shakes and exposes frost.
Song of Yan comes from Cao Wei Pi in The History of the Three Kingdoms.
The white stone in the west of Beijing is cold and the red leaves are thin
These two sentences describe the scenery in late autumn: the stream drops, the white stone is exposed, and the red leaves fall, leaving little.
Wei's Two Poems of Magpie Criing in the Mountain
The rain is green and the frost garden has many red leaves.
Green grass: green grass. Closed: full. It means that after the rain, the path in the yard is covered with green grass, and the garden is covered with red leaves after frost, and the courtyard is desolate and lonely.
Tang Bai Juyi's Sima Zhai
During the day, the order is as cool as water at night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega.
Day order: steps in the palace.
Autumn Night by Tang Du Mu
2. What are the sad sentences that describe the withering of flowers?
1, the apricot blossoms in the sky sprinkled on the ground and danced, leaving a purplish red on the ground. Follow the beautiful dance steps and return to the dust.
2. When the wind crosses the border, countless petals float in the air, swaying and dragging, one after another, holding a wisp of agarwood, which makes people feel guilty and who is drunk.
Pears are everywhere, and pieces of blown petals fly in the air for a long time, blowing on the face, and the faint fragrance is fascinating.
I planted roses at home. A few days later, in the dead of night, I heard the sound of flowers falling. At first, it was a tentative "bang", like a drop of rain hitting the table. Then, with a click, countless butterflies were shot down and fell from the sky.
The night at that moment was really quiet. Listening to your breath is like listening to ebb and flow. The whole person was hung in the air by the sound of falling flowers, with his ears pointed, and he was shocked, as if he were listening to a brewing conspiracy.
Get up early and lie there with a table full of fallen flowers, safe and quiet. I can't believe it had such a thrilling night.
6, even if the rose petals fall, they are still fresh; There is also a greasy texture, luster and warmth of satin. I don't believe it at all. This is the corpse of a flower, and my mother always refuses to clean it up. Watching them lie there freely from the crowded branches seems to have a unique and independent beauty, not surrounded by branches.
7. In this world, it seems that the sound of falling flowers can be heard every day.
8. Like cherry blossoms, pear blossoms and peach blossoms, I never regard their withering as a kind of death. They just realized that they used to be angels with wings in the call of the wind, so they tried to break free from the branches, try to fly and fly out gently.
9. However, there is a kind of falling flower that scares me. It doesn't ask questions without warning, and the whole flower rolls down recklessly and irresponsibly without warning. It's really scary.
10 I once raised a pot of camellia, which was such a shocking way to die. I was frightened, and I was afraid of camellia from now on. Afraid of its extreme and heroic, and the tragic suicide. I don't know how such a gentle and thoughtful tea tree can produce such tragic flowers.
1 1, the Buddha said that there is no life or death, no sorrow or joy, flowers on the other side, beyond the three realms, not in the five elements, born in weak water, gorgeous crimson, flowers on the other side, bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, peanut leaves die, leaves wither, and life does not look.
12, falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more.
13. Flowers are often called "gentlemen in flowers". On the day when all flowers wither and everything is yellow, they can stand the test of wind, frost and cold Their strength and courage are admirable!
14. Chrysanthemum blooms alone in the season when flowers fade, adding interest to nature and encouraging people who are sad about autumn. Winter has come, although its leaves have fallen and its stems have withered, it is still rooted in the soil and pregnant with new life. Next spring, they will thrive and become more and more beautiful.
15, in autumn, the flowers withered, the leaves turned yellow, but the grass was still there. Its vitality is so tenacious! The autumn wind blows, and the grass flutters with the wind, dancing like a fairy in green.