2. when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? (Wang Wei's "Acacia")
3. Why should the Qiangdi blame the willow, because the spring breeze is not enough? (Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci")
4. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the spring river. (Su Shi's "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong")
5. The garden can't be closed in spring, and an apricot comes out of the wall. () The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are different in color. (Yang Wanli's "Dawn Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang")
7. Egrets fly in front of the Cisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. (Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Son")
8. I want to wet apricot flowers and rain when I get wet, but I feel cold in the willows when I blow my face. (Zhinan's "Jueju")
9. Spring rain. In order to have a faint fragrance. (Plum Blossom by Wang Anshi)
11. boundless grasses over the plain, come and go with every season. (Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Ancient Grass)
12. Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning it into spring mud will protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi")
13. The rain in Tianjie is crisp. Only shallow grass can have no horseshoe. (Bai Juyi's Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake)
15. It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but this flower is even more flowerless. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum)
16. Learn to dye the color of light yellow day lily, and several branches stand out in the wind. (Lily by Yan Zhaohe)
1116. Borrow a wisp of plum blossom soul. (Cao Xueqin's Ode to Bai Haitang)
19. The trees on the edge of my home in Xiyan Lake are blossoming with faint ink marks. (Wang Mian's Mo Mei)
2. The cherry blossoms are beautiful, and the beauty is easy to rest. (Deng Erya's Flowers)
Poems about plants
Grass
. And reach the crumbling city-gate.
o Prince of Friends, you are gone again, I hear them sighing after you.
Luohua
Li Shangyin
gone is the guest from the Chamber of Rank, and petals, confused in my little garden.
zigzagging down my crooked path, escort like dancers the setting sun.
oh, how can I bear to sweep them away?, eyes still want to go home.
The heart is exhausted in spring, and the income is stained with clothes.
Mo Mei
Wang Mian
Only the fresh air is left.
Lily
Qingyan Zhaohe
Learn to dye the color of light yellow day lily, and several branches are exposed to the wind.
It's hard to get along with self-pity, so it's not called planting this flower in front of the court.
Chrysanthemum
Tang Yuanzhen
Autumn bushes are like Taoists. Lonely without a host.
It's already dusk, and it's even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention to struggle for spring, and all the people are jealous.
Everything is scattered into mud and ground into dust, and only the fragrance remains the same.
Yongmei
Mao Zedong
The wind and rain send the spring home, and the flying snow welcomes the spring. It's already a cliff full of ice, and there are still beautiful flowers. She is laughing in the bush.
Bai Mei
Yuan Wang Mian
This figure is in the snow forest, and different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, it smells fragrant all night, and it is scattered as a dry spring in Wan Li.
Mo Mei
Yuan Wang Mian
There are trees beside my home in Xiyan Lake, and the flowers are blossoming with light ink marks.
Don't praise good colors. Xiao Kou Chai Fei can't bloom for a long time.
Spring scenery can't be shut up all over the garden, and an red apricot comes out of the wall.
In modern Deng Erya,
Yesterday's snow is like a flower, and tomorrow's flowers are like snow.
Mountain cherry is like a beauty, and the beauty is easy to pin down.
Singing Bai Haitang
Qing Cao Xueqin
Half-rolled Xiang curtain covers the door. Tired of leaning on the west wind, I have fainted at night.
Acacia
Tang Wangwei
when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches.
I advise you to gather more, as a symbol of our love!
Lily
Cha Xiao, the back beam of the Southern Dynasties, has a variety of leaves, which blossom in the same color.
It is dewy or drooping, and droops from the wind.
Looking back at the Huaqing Palace
There are piles of embroideries on Chang 'an, and thousands of doors are blooming at the top of the mountain.
When riding a princess in the world of mortals, no one knows that it is litchi.
Shen Xia-xian
I can't find out who the Si people are singing in harmony.
I dream on a small mountain in one night, and the water is like a moon.
I sigh
I naturally look for fragrance to go to school late, so I don't need to be disappointed with fragrance.
The wind is dark red and the green leaves are full of branches. < Cold ling blooms alone.
It's not snow from afar, only faint fragrance comes.
Ailian says that flowers of land and water plants are very lovely. Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone, and since Li Tang came, the world loves peonies very much. I love lotus flowers only, but they are not stained with mud, clear and rippling, and they are straight, not sprawling and graceful. Peony, the flower is rich; Lotus is a gentleman of flowers.
alas! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery; Lotus love, who is the rest? The love of peony should appeal to all the people!