1. Verses about fragrant grass
Verses about fragrant grass 1. Verses containing fragrant grass
Qu Yuan Li Sao: Where are the fragrant grasses of the past? This is why Xiao Ai is still here today.
At Yunxi Villa in Likeng, the grass is green again, and the apricot blossoms are still red for ten miles.
Cui Hao: Qingchuan has experienced Hanyang trees, fragrant. The grass is luxuriant in Parrot Island
Wang Zhi: After all, passion is a fragrant grass, and with it, separation and hatred spread all over the world.
Wang Anshi: You know who planted the fragrant grass, and there are already countless clumps of fate.< /p>
Su Manshu: The fragrant grass in the world is like a dream, and the green peach blossoms are like smoke under the moon
Huang Tao: There are many fragrant grasses in the country, and the spring comes every year.
In the void: The green grass is endless, which makes people think deeply.
In Tang Murong's "Gift to Ouyang Zhan": The broken clouds outside the island condense the distant sun, and the grass at the end of the world makes me sad.
In Su Shi's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers", at the end of the column, there are few willow trees blowing on the branches. Where in the world is there no fragrant grass? < /p>
Part 1 of Yang Guanqing's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers": I saw flowers all over my face while dancing. I leaned against the east wind alone and thought about the past. I resented the green and red and worried about the spring, and the fragrant grass at the end of the world made me heartbroken.
Wu Qian's "Begonia Spring": The fragrant grass at the end of the world has lost its way. Spring is coming again in a hurry. The time in the black rabbit is filled with emotions beside the warblers and swallows. The clouds are at the end of the fog, and the rivers and bridges are crossed, which are all the places where spring sorrow falls. Drink wine to persuade the setting sun. , Xiao Xianghua stands among the flowers.
I remember a song that goes outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky, the evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain...
2. Ancient poems about fragrant grass
1. Green grass beside the river, lush willows in the garden. "Nineteen Ancient Poems·Green River Grass" by Anonymous Han Dynasty
2. The grass on the city has high roots and hates the early wind and frost. "A Poem" by Liu Yu in the Southern Song Dynasty
3. A bush of vanilla is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of hairspring is a crossroad. Northern Dynasties·Northern Zhou·Geng Xin's "Spring Fu"
4. The spring grass is like a green robe, and the autumn moon is like a round fan. "Farewell to Su Jiude" by Liang He Xun of the Southern Dynasties
5. The autumn grass is green in the deep courtyard. Liang Liu Yun's "Poetry on Clothes" in the Southern Dynasties
6. The grass is delicious and the fallen flowers are colorful. "Peach Blossom Spring" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty
7. The leaves are green in spring and summer, and the flowers are light and dark red. "Xuan" by Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty
8. The grass is dyed green in the rain. "Wangchuan Bieye" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
9. The grass does not thank and thrives in the spring breeze, and the trees do not complain and fall in the autumn. Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Sunrise and Entry"
10. The fine grass and gentle breeze on the shore, the dangerous raft of the boat alone at night. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty's "Long Night Book"
11. The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole's voice is heard in the sky through the leaves. "The Prime Minister of Shu" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
12. The color of grass looks far away but is not seen up close. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty "Early Spring Presents the Eighteen Members of the Water Department"
13. The grass and trees will know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other. "Late Spring Tour to the South of the City" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
14. The color of grass invades the official road, and the flower branches emerge from the garden wall. "Luoyang Works" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
15. Plants and trees have their own hearts, so why ask for beautiful women? "Feelings" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty
16. The upper steps of the moss marks are green, and the grass color is green into the curtain. Tang·Liu Yuxi's "Inscription on the Humble Room"
3. What are the ancient poems about Fragrant Grass
1. "Fragrant Grass" by Wang Zhi (Song Dynasty)
During the meeting I once remembered the snow in the plum cage, and I often cherished the moon shining on the sand after farewell.
After all, passion is just a grass, and with it, hatred spreads all over the world.
2. "Fragrant Grass" by Huang Tao (Tang Dynasty)
There are many fragrant grasses in Zeguo, which grow every year since spring.
After Qu Ping's death, he will suffer even more hardships.
3. "Fragrant Grass" by Luo Ye (Tang Dynasty)
The fragrant grass and smoke become warmer and greener, and the busy roads are connected for a while.
Every year I briefly discuss human affairs, but spring is the only thing that does not reflect the world.
4. "Fragrant Grass" Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)
You know who planted the fragrant grass, and there are already many clusters on the steps.
If you have no intention of competing with the times, why bother being in a hurry.
5. "Fragrant Grass" Su Manshu (modern times)
The fragrant grass in the world is like a dream, and the green peach blossoms are like smoke under the moon.
Poor Luo Dai's autumn light is thin, but he cherishes Xiao Lang's jade mother-in-law.
4. Poems related to fragrant grass
Night lilies·Baihe River enters Beijing, stops at Fengmen, feeling (Wu Wenying)
Liu Minghe River Bridge, Yingqingtai Garden. Short-term strategies frequently provoke Chunxiang. At that time, I was moored at night, and my gentleness was deep in the countryside. The rhyme of the words is narrow, the wine glass is long, the wax flowers are cut, and the pot arrows hurry. ***The place where you travel is surrounded by lush green roads and endless ponds.
A dream every ten years is desolate, like the swallows disappearing from the West Lake, and the Wu Pavilion nest is deserted. When I come back with all my feelings, I still call for wine and silver opium. The people on the stream are in a hurry, the flowers on the shore are crazy, and they take advantage of the remaining crows to fly across the vast sky. My old friend is upstairs, who can point out the fragrant grass and the setting sun?
Visiting Kinmen (Zhu Shuzhen)
It’s half-spring, and the emotions you can see are endless.
There are twelve columns of stems to lean on,
I worry that God will not care about them.
Fortunately, the wind is gentle and the sun is warm,
It is worse than the orioles and swallows.
The flower curtains in the courtyard are not rolled up,
The heart-broken grass is far away.
Mallard (He Zhu)
A jade family, painted with pearls and foil in Linjin. The breeze and the colorful flute flowed with resentment, and I heard the heartbreak immediately. The banquet hall is open, among the colorful makeup, people are thinking about playing the piano and recognizing the songs. The musk wax smoke is thick, the jade lotus leaks are short, and I don’t wait for the first drunkenness to change my clothes. The embroidered screens cover each other, and the mandarin ducks meet each other on pillows, and the fragrance gradually becomes more and more subtle. The shadows in the corridor, the sparse bells and the pale moon, how much the soul is lost?
The green hairpin is divided, the silver paper seals the tears, and the dancing shoes are born from the dust. Let Lanzhou carry the general away from his hatred, turn to Nanpu, and carry the west. Remember next year, after the roses have faded, the good times will go well. Fengcheng is far away, Chu Hui is fragrant and tender, send a branch of spring first. Outside the green gate, I look for my husband with nothing but fragrant grass.
Nineteen Ancient Poems (Anonymous Han Dynasty)
wading into the river to pick hibiscus, there are many fragrant grasses in the orchids.
Who do you want to leave behind? Thoughts are far away.
I still look back at my old hometown, the long road is long and vast.
We are of the same mind but separated, and we end up in sorrow.
The King of Lanling (Zhang Yuanqian)
Rolling bead foil, the morning rain is light and overcast in the pavilion. Outside the railing, smoke and willows clear the sky, and fragrant grass invades the steps and reflects the red medicine. The east wind is jealous of the flowers and blows off the young calyxes on their branches. The mountain is covered by the screen, the water is tired and smoked, and I feel timid after drinking.
Thinking about the old Beijing and Luo, I was young and wild, fascinated by singing and laughing. The mud and oil walls were combed and plundered, Zeng Chi walked together on the road, hand in hand in the forest, made an appointment too early at the beginning of the night, and wandered in vain.
Lonely, I want to have fun. The skirt of the clothes is very pink and light, the sound is broken, the strings are broken, the branches are bright and the moon is as spring as yesterday. After saying goodbye to Huabiao, there were two cranes. Apart from lovesickness, I forget about it temporarily when I am drunk.
Jiang Nanchun (Kou Zhun)
The waves are dim, the willows are Yiyi, the grass in the isolated village is far away, and the apricot flowers are flying in the setting sun. Spring in the south of the Yangtze River is gone, and people in Tingzhou have not returned.
Xinghuatian (Jiang Kui)
In the winter of Bingwu, I feel confused. On the second day of the first lunar month of Dingwei, we drove to Jinling and looked north at Huai and Chu. The wind and sun were clear and gentle, and the small boat hung its mats on the waves.
The green silk blows low at Yuanyang Pu, thinking of the peach leaves, calling for the ferry at that time. I will leave the sad eyes and the spring breeze again, and there will be less of them leaning against the orchids.
On Jinling Road, the orioles sing and the swallows dance. Counting the tide, knowing someone is the most painful. There is no way to return to the fragrant grass in the courtyard. When the sun sets, where will the boat go?
Yellow Crane Tower (Cui Hao)
People in the past had taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here.
The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.
There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass.
Where is Rimu Xiangguan? The Yanbo River makes people sad!
Yin of the Cuilou (Jiang Kui)
In the winter of Bingwu in Chunxi, the Anyuan Tower in Wuchang was completed, and Liu Qufei and his friends left it, and they spent their time to see their ambitions. Ten years after I went to Wuchang, I had an old friend who was staying in Zhouzhou Parrot Island. I heard the words of Xiao Ji Ge and asked about it, and he was quite able to explain what happened. When I returned to Wu, I said it to express my nostalgia for my past travels, but also to regret my departure from the present. .
The moon is cold, the dragon sand is clear, the dust is clear, and the tiger is falling. This is the first gift of Han Dynasty this year. Newly retell the Hu music and listen to the Yuan Rong songs played on the felt screen. The floors are high, the sills are red and the eaves and teeth are green. The people are beautiful, the fragrance of powder blows down, and the night wind is cold and gentle.
This place should have a Ci Immortal, supporting Suyun Huanghe, to play games with you. Gaze at the jade staircase for a long time, but the grass is growing thousands of miles away. The love at the end of the world can be relieved by wine, and the heroic spirit can be eliminated by flowers. Outside the Western Mountains, it is still rolling in the evening, and there is a curtain of autumn.
Magnolia (played by Qian Wei)
The scenery above the city is full of orioles talking in confusion, while the smoke and waves below the city are lapping the shore. When does the green poplar grass rest? The tears in my eyes and the sorrow in my heart have already broken.
Feelings gradually fade away, and the beautiful face in the mirror changes in surprise. In the past, I was sick of Fang Zun, but today Fang Zun is afraid of being shallow.
5. Poems containing fragrant grass
Qu Yuan and Li Sao: How could the fragrant grass in the past be so fragrant today? The grass is green, and the apricot blossoms are still red. Cui Hao: Qingchuan has seen Hanyang trees, and the fragrant grass is luxuriant. Parrot Zhou Wang Zhi: After all, passion is a fragrant grass, and it will always be followed by separation and hatred all over the world. Wang Anshi: Fang Baicao knows who planted it, and the fate has been Su Manshu: The fragrant grass is like a dream at the end of the world, and the green peach blossoms are like smoke under the moon: There are many fragrant grasses in the country, and the spring is coming every year. In the void: The green grass is endless, where can I think deeply. Tang Murong's "Gift" In "Ouyang Zhan": The broken clouds outside the island condense into the distant sun, and the fragrant grass at the end of the world makes me sad. In Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers", the last column is the last one. There are few willows blowing on the branches. Where is there no fragrant grass in the end of the world? Fan Zhongyan's "Su Mu Zhe" Part 1: Blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, autumn colors in waves, cold smoke and green on the waves. The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky is connected to the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun. Yang Guanqing's "Butterfly Love Flower" Part 1 : I once saw flowers all over my face at the dance floor. I leaned against the east wind alone and thought about the past. I resented the green and the red and worried about the spring. I was heartbroken by the fragrant grass at the end of the world. Wu Qian's "Begonia Spring": The fragrant grass at the end of the world lost my way. It's spring again, in a hurry. Go. The time in the black rabbit, the mood of the orioles and swallows. The clouds are at the end of the fog, and the rivers and bridges are crossed, which are all the places where spring sorrow falls. I drink wine to persuade the setting sun, and stand among the flowers. I remember there is a song outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrance The grass is green all over the sky, the evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sun sets outside the mountains...
6. Poems describing mountains, rivers and fragrant grass
1. "Yellow River" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty sent out the five-color stream from Kunlun, and one yellow and turbid stream ran through Zhongzhou.
Wandering thousands of miles on the sand, I turn around and find nowhere to turn to. 2. "Lang Tao Sha" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty The Yellow River has nine bends and thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and wind are blowing from the end of the world.
Now we go straight up the Milky Way to the home of the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl. 3. "Two Poems on the Yellow River" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The yellow fur stalks are handed over to the prostitutes in Yonghuan shop, Wei Dingli River on the north bank of the Haixi Army, and the sound of the vertebral drum ringing bells is heard all over the world.
The iron horses roared endlessly, and the barbarians moved in groups with their high noses. On the west bank of the Yellow River is Shu. If you want to supply your family, there is no millet.
I would like to drive the common people to wear the king, and throw away gold and jade with a cart full of books. 4. "Epic Ode to the Yellow River" by Hu Zeng of the Tang Dynasty Bowang is buried and can no longer spin, and the Yellow River remains empty.
Along the stream, I wanted to hear the Cowherd's words, so I had to send the coffin to heaven. 5. "Wang Yue" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn. There are clouds growing in the chest, and birds returning to the canthus.
From the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. 6. "Taishan Yin" Xie Lingyun of the Southern Dynasty, Tai Zong Xiu Weiyue, Cui Xi stabbed the sky.
The Qi'ai is so swaying that it always moves when it touches the rocks. He ascended the altar of worship and worshiped the altar, and descended to Zen and Tibetan in awe.
Shi Wen He Ton Ai, Mingtang Secret Spirit Chapter. 7. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward to this point.
The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and the lone sail comes from the sun. 8. "Early Departure from Baidi City" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. Bai Di left early and returned to the colorful clouds, thousands of miles away from Jiangling in one day.
The apes on both sides of the bank can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. 9. "The Yellow Crane Tower Farewells Meng Haoran to Guangling" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. 10. "Inscribed on Tianzhu Peak" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Taiweixing Dougong Qiongtai, Shengzulin Palace Town Jiugai.
One peak of the Tianzhu holds the sun and the moon, and the cave door locks in the clouds and thunder. The jade light and white oranges compete with each other, and the gold and green lotus stamens bloom.
When I visited Zuo Cigao's hermitage, the purple-blue crane came to recognize its nest. 11. "Looking at the Dongting" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. The lake light and the autumn moon meet each other, and there is no goggles on the lake surface that have not been polished.
Looking at the green mountains and rivers of Dongting in the distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. 12. "The Envoy to the Fortress" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The bicycle wanted to ask about the border, but it belonged to the country and passed by Juyan.
Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian. The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.
Whenever Xiao Guan rides, he always protects Yan Ran. 13. "Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. Viewed horizontally, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights from near and far.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. 14. "Ascend the Stork Tower" by Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty. The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level. 15. "Liangzhou Ci" by Tang Wang Zhihuan Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city on Wanren Mountain.
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through the Yumen Pass. 16. "Climbing High" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Zhugistan.
The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by. Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for a hundred years and only appears on the stage.
Difficulty hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy. 17. "Looking at the Lushan Waterfall" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. Purple smoke comes from the incense burner in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance.
The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky. (1) "Jiangnan Spring" by Du Mu The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags in Shuicunshanguo are winding.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, and many towers are in the mist and rain. Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually enchanting the eyes, but only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar trees. "Yellow Crane Tower" by Cui Hao In the past, people took advantage of the Yellow Crane and left the Yellow Crane Tower vacant here.
The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds remain empty for thousands of years. Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriantly green.
Where is Rimu Xiangguan? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad. Du Fu "Wang Yue" How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dusk. There are clouds growing in the chest, and birds returning to the canthus.
When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. Painted Orchid by Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty The green leaves are planted next to the stone, and the solitary root does not bloom with the other flowers.
The wine stall is spread out under the mountain window, and the fragrance comes from the paper. Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People deep in the forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Zhongnan looks at the remaining snow. Tang Zuyong The Yinling Mountains in Zhongnan are beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds.
The forest shows its bright colors, and the city becomes colder at dusk. Chrysanthemums, Yuan Zhen, Tang Dynasty. The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but that there will be no flowers after all the flowers bloom. Painting Orchids by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty The orchids are already growing in rows, and the mountains are full of meaning.
If you are loyal and still embrace yourself, why do you want to compete with others? Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden, Song Dynasty, Lin Bu. All the flowers are swaying, and they are blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to seal the gold bottle with a sandalwood board.
7. Does anyone know of more beautiful poems or words related to fragrant grass
Farewell to the ancient grass
(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
< p> From the original grassland, the grass dries up every year.Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of love.
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Note: This poem is also titled " Grass". Fu De: For any designated or limited poem title, add the word "Fu De" to the title. This practice originated from "Yingzhi Poems" and was later widely used in "Test Poems" for imperial examinations. This poem was an exercise for the author to prepare for the imperial examination, so the word "Fu De" was also added. The two poetic lines of "Send Again" are originally from "The Songs of Chu: Recruiting Hermits": "The kings and grandsons have traveled here and never come back, and the spring grass grows luxuriantly."
Brief analysis of this poem is the author's work in his boyhood , which was also a famous poem that was recited at that time. The whole poem has a tight structure and a fresh style. It reflects the author's enterprising spirit through the praise of wilderness weeds.
8. Poems or verses about "grass"
Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua"
The flowers have faded to red, green and apricot. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches. Where in the world is there no fragrant grass?
The swing inside the wall and the road outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women smiling inside the wall. The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
Changting Road with green poplars and fragrant grass, it is easy to get there when you are young; dreaming about the clock at the top of the building, sad March rain at the bottom of the flowers.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, fragrant grass The sky is blue. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
The grass is green again, and the apricot blossoms are still red.
There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass. Where is the Rimu Township Pass? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad.
Tang Murong's poem "Gift to Ouyang Zhan": "The broken clouds outside the island condense the distant sun, and the fragrant grass at the end of the world makes me sad."
Song Yang Guanqing's "Butterfly Love Flower" lyrics: "The green resents the red and worries about the spring. The fragrant grass at the end of the world makes people heartbroken. A cloud of paper flies the fish away."
The fragrant grass at the end of the world loses its way. It's spring again, and spring is gone in a hurry. The time is in the black rabbit, and the emotions are in the orioles. The clouds are at the end of the fog, and the streams and bridges are crossed, which are all the places where spring sorrow falls. Drink wine to persuade the setting sun, and stand among the flowers.