Persuade Xiang Lian (Yan Songshu, Huanxisha)
Rain and dew are fragrant (Song Dynasty's anonymous "Huanxisha")
Long Ai He Xiang (Song Yan Dao Ji's "Dianjiang Lip")
Send lotus fragrance when the wind blows (anonymous in Song Dynasty)
The rain and dew are clear and steep, and the lotus fragrance is moist (Song and Han Yuanji Bodhisattva Xia)
Where to send lotus fragrance (Song Wang Zhu's prodigy poem)
Dewdrops and new lotus flowers smell delicious (Huanxisha by Song Zhao Changqing)
The lotus fragrance is fine, and the wind clears the bottom of the apple (Song Dynasty is full of Fang Ting)
Lotus fragrance, full of discretion and light care (in the Song Dynasty, full)
He Xiangran Ran (Bird Kejiu, Wu Jian, a sequel to Yuefu, a book about Mid-Autumn Festival and the full moon)
The political situation is ten hectares, and the lotus fragrance is faint (Huang Songxu's "Man Jiang Hong")
The curtain rolls with lotus fragrance (Yuan Yuanwen's "Dianjiang Lip")
Roast people all over the yard with Xiang Lian (Song Zhao Changqing, Linjiang Fairy)
Miss the lotus fragrance (Dianjiang Lip by Song Fang Li Qian)
The lotus is fragrant, and the curtain is slightly cool (Song Zhu Chen's "Nian Nu Jiao")
Blow the fragrant rain on your face (Zhang Song Gan Yuan's dream)
He Xiangfa (Song Jiangte's "Man Jiang Hong")
Although the lotus flower is defeated, it is still fragrant (Song Ligang's "Looking at Jiangnan/Recalling Jiangnan")
Pan-aromatic marsh lotus fragrance (Song Jiangte, Nian Nujiao)
Shake the lotus herb gas supply (Lu Songlao Wei is full of river red)
Lotus fragrance sells in late summer, and chrysanthemum gas enters the new autumn. The Night Park by Don Robin Wang
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. Tang Meng Haoran's The Believers in Xia Nan Ting'
The bamboo under the stream is green, and the lotus is fragrant in the mirror.
The wind is full of green dawn, juanjuan and red rain. Ran Ran, xiang tang, Du Fu's madman.
Lotus incense sits and lies, and the morning light reflects the lake. Liu Tang Changqing's "Leaving a Name" Li Mingfu's "Ruoxi Shuitang"
2. Autumn Poetry-Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Peach and plum trees bloom in the spring wind.
After the autumn rain, the leaves fell to the ground.
The palaces in the west and south are littered with weeds,
The steps are full of red leaves that nobody cleans.
Yingtianchang Tang and Five Dynasties-Feng Yansi
At that time, I committed it secretly.
Banquet Lanting heartbroken.
Pick a silver lamp and hold a pearl household.
Embroidered quilt is slightly cold, which is worth autumn rain.
Tears in front of pillow,
Scared jade cage parrot.
All kinds of emotions overnight,
The hazy sky is about to dawn.
Li Ping cited the Five Dynasties of Tang Dynasty-Li He
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dreaming of entering the sacred mountain is called the sacred fish, and the old fish dances with small waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
Luanjialai Tang and Five Dynasties-Wang Wei
In the rustling autumn rain,
Shallow pomegranate diarrhea.
The jumping waves gradually change with each other,
The egret was stunned.
Minus word yulanqing-nalanxingde
Meeting without saying a word,
A hibiscus is holding the autumn rain.
Small halo red tide,
The crooked heart is just a phoenix.
Waiting for a low call,
For coagulation, I am afraid of being seen.
If you want to tell your heart,
Turn around and knock on the Hosta.
Modern Qi Tianle-Wang Guowei
The end of the world is already worried about the autumn pole, so we should smell more insects.
At first, Yao's footsteps rang and Xiulu was rotated through. Go deep into the painting picture.
Sounds like a lawsuit.
What a pity, Zoe.
One night in Dong Tang, I secretly pulled away from hatred.
Empty court autumn rain.
Nancheng stopped again, and so did the West Yard.
I would like to ask Wang Sun, who is so old and has countless worries.
The night is deep.
I'm afraid that my children will travel thousands of miles.
A person who doesn't know how to sing makes people suffer under the bed. _
3. This poem, which describes Zhu Lan in Hsinchu, Yuan Zhen, has been given a new charm, and the cool color is in full bloom.
Ran Ran floating coagulate powder, rustling gradually attracted the wind. It's sunny and rainy, but it's sparse.
Only Tuan Tuan Festival, faithful size. The newly planted bamboo white house is easy to make the city uncomfortable, and the grass grows behind closed doors.
How to entertain the wild and plant more than 100 bamboos. Seeing this exciting color reminds me of my feelings in the mountains.
Sometimes in my spare time, I will walk around the fence all day. Don't say that the roots are not strong, and don't say that the yin is not successful.
I already feel that there is more than one clear sign in the yard. I love leaning against the window and the sound of autumn wind branches.
Enjoy people playing with bamboo and snow after rain. When it rains in the south, it is a snow and frost gesture. All kinds of people are also in the fog, modest and self-sustaining
Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early. You can enjoy it when you are old, and you will be amazing when you are young.
Qi Yiling lived in seclusion, Li Sheyin and Guo Yishan were deep all the way, and the pole was as heavy as green. I have never been addicted to many things, and I have worked hard to move my family to Tingzhu, a bamboo forest, to pick flowers. This gentleman is even cleaner in the cold and green.
In summer, I am bored around, and there is a breeze to borrow from my neighbors. Zhu Song, Qi Xiujian, outstanding, humble words refused to cluster.
There is a straight day, but there is no empty heart. I love planting bamboo Zhai Sima Guang, and I also borrow Zhai to plant bamboo.
One day is indispensable, and chic is always in sight. The snow and frost confessed, and Ke Ye did not change his mind.
Better than Shi Jilun, coral is full of golden valley. In Huazang Academy, four pavilions sing bamboo and Wang Anshi, lingering shadows.
People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old. I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress.
I'm tired of plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix. Zhu Jin Green Peach Qujiang has bamboo, the color is dark yellow, and people in the village look at Zhu Jin.
Xiuzhu is lovely and in a golden situation. Heaven and earth are in harmony, and frost and snow are strong.
Coriolus versicolor has a knot, and chestnut jade is planted into a forest. Looking back at Weichuan, the mountains are surrounded by greenery.
Bamboo Xuan Shen Liao ancients loved to repair bamboo, and they were chic in Youxuan. Strong sense of rhythm, clear and not vulgar voice.
The spring war is trivial, and the autumn wind shakes dry. Who knows Wei Chuanfu, a thousand acres can be crowned.
Zhu Yong Wei Xiang, this gentleman is firm and natural. How can he know that the demon flowers dominate the porch, the light frost does not fall, and the jade is flawless. If you don't grow in spring, you will grow branches and leaves. Where there is land, there are big roots. Whoever recommends cutting the sound in the Qing Palace will surely win the Jia Mu.
Singing bamboo is the same as bamboo and bamboo. Sen cold, clean green.
By the Xiangjiang River, Wei Shui Qu. Curtain green brocade, spear jade.
With an open mind, different plants and trees are more energetic than any wood. Turn the dragon stick into the fairy valley and call the phoenix to sing the holy valley.
Yuee towel net, wind girl Su. Drinking in the forest breaks the shadow and shakes the gold, and playing chess on the stone clears the shade.
Dr. Qu drove the pepper orchid away, and Mr. Tao came back to find Songju. If the random movement is invincible to you, the natural and unrestrained posture is immoral to the servant.
Su Shi, a hermit, can make food without meat, and can't live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. When people laugh at this, they are stupid.
If you are still munching on this, there are Yangzhou cranes in the world. There are three bamboo poles in front of the window, and the wind blows all over the yard.
Always in front of you, don't be tired of it, but it should be difficult to turn it into a dragon. No matter who says you are poor, use bamboo.
Yinggu has thousands of shots and never had a song. Huang Tingjian, who grows bamboo with his teacher Hou, is hiding in this city. This gentleman is a true friend.
When the roots are gone, bamboo shoots are made. The painting dragon Gepi left and the wind blew.
The grass is barren and three paths are broken. See you at the end of the year. Planting a Bamboo Pavilion Fan Chengda sweeps and publicizes this gentleman, and the green dust gives birth to smoke under the moon.
He is full of leaves and breeze. Don't forget that this year, the secluded grass happened in the dark stone by the curtilage people Hsinchu, Zhu and Chunlei. I planted Phyllostachys pubescens, which has sprouted.
Sitting in the secluded forest and enjoying it, there is no sense of vulgarity. The land tour is covered with frost, and this column of immortals can be seen by the river.
The cold goes straight into the bones, and there is no dust to live in. The light of the stream and the color of bamboo are all right, so it is even more strange to walk to the bridge.
In this respect, you can starve for ten years behind closed doors without being thin. Planting Bamboo Before Liu Kezhuang settled down, planting bamboo was a shade of love.
I can't be stingy for a day, but I can't count a few strokes. Poetry is added between windows, and Guo moves out to pay for it.
Laugh where next year, the wind blows. Gong Ping, Fu Sen, Yu Xuan and Meng Zong all borrowed houses from the ancients to plant bamboo. It seems that their curiosity is not enough.
Gao Zhai heard that there were thousands of posts, and he was sitting opposite Hu Aishan drinking autumn green. There is nothing wrong with being idle as an official. There is meat in wine.
He barks at your door, and the high pillow and low bed can accommodate me. The title of a word shows that Shang, Li Junmin, is clever, can cure the customs, and has a crush on him.
I would rather bear this than the injustice of the dragon. Guo Changqian, a bamboo bush in Yi Teachers College, moved to the west altar, with a slim figure of more than ten poles.
You must not lose the old cypress if you win the law, but you must gain the orchid if you take root. Although there is no spring scenery, I promise it will be cold.
The flowers are scattered, please come and have a look. Hao, the title county, now the gentleman Xuanmao Ruiqing Guilin has a new surname, which is adjacent to Wan Zhuqing.
Don't send Wei Feng's cigarettes. I have reached the frost hole in my heart, but I don't know what to do.
From then on, the porch back glows, tender and fragrant. On the tall bamboo near the water, there is a gathering on the tall bamboo near the water, and the flowers are in the shade.
Being a virgin is a gentleman's heart. Chunyang didn't cut her own throat. It was already exposed.
ChristianRandPhillips used to play her musical instrument, and she looked down at Cang Wucen. Cold bamboo article Fu Ruojin cold bamboo flows, and the stone grows with it.
Because the land is thick, the scenery is sprinkled in spring, and the branches and leaves are brilliant. And Zifang's age worries me every time.
4. The bluegrass (poem) described in the poem was originally the fragrance of the king, and its roots were in the empty valley.
Spring blossoms first, and new branches are like a new bath. Living with kindness is like entering Lan Zhi's room. If you don't smell it for a long time, you will melt with it.
Ode to the Orchid has long flowers and graceful green leaves, and the wind can't hide the fragrance in the valley. Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it. Orchid bees and butterflies have a way to go, but clouds can't get through.
That is, it is difficult to concentrate on the east wind, and the natural fragrance is there. "Hui" is full of fragrant grass, and the green leaves are half hidden.
Where the breeze blows, there is a piece of tender jade with nine flowers and orchid poems on it. In the ancient Tang Dynasty, Li Bai lived alone in a secluded garden, where weeds were everywhere. Although the sun shines brightly in spring, I feel sorry for the crisp moon in autumn.
First frost early, green dare not rest. If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance?
Liu Haolan was born in a secluded valley, and no one knew him. Dong Xuan, a guest species, left me a fragrance. Knowing that pure fragrance can relieve filth, I am more sympathetic to the delicate leaf cream.
The roots are dense, the fragrance is fragrant, and the shrubs are shaded in the afternoon. If you want to leave me, I'll read the songs of Chu in front of you.
Same as above, crying and exposure are messy, including wind shadow. The layman can understand this, and look at Ye Sheng and flowers.
Yong Lanyujuan planted two or three orchids at the same foot with both hands, and the warm wind blew gently the next day. After sitting for a long time, I didn't know that the fragrance was in the room, and the butterfly flew when I pushed the window.
Orchids bloom in Liu Bowen, in the empty mountains, but the beauty's love is invisible, which is written in the bright window. You blue flower, He Feifei, the world has been praised by Pei Zi. I want to regard it as Pei Wei, and I am independent of others.
Your orchid, for whom, blooms, dew and cold wind smell old. Colorful Ming Lan Changyu is full of green grass, and I miss you and the West.
Yingying's leaves are all exposed, as if to crow at people. Orchid Sun Ming There is a beautiful woman in an empty valley in Kehong, and suddenly he is lonely.
When the east wind blows, it smells far away. I love orchids and flowers, and I don't want to flatter Chunyang.
The west wind is cold and dew in the deep forest, and no one can smell it. Lan Er Li Ming's daily chemical Yan Mud is about to fall wet and fragrant, and Chu is also busy chasing Fluttershy.
If you dream of going to your boss, teach you new makeup. I hate Youlan's opinion, and bloom won't discuss it with me.
When the nose touches it, it will digest, and it is not fragrant. It is the deep forest species that write the graceful road of Lanna, and it also sprinkles the fragrance of five grains.
Because the wind is tight, why not spend Xiaoxiang. Zheng Banqiao painted more spring breeze than anything else, a sapphire half branch.
Birds in the rising sun forest in the mountains support acacia in February. The top of the mountain is great. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Xiang is located at the top of Qian Shan, with deep rocks and deep joints.
If there are no idle clouds under your feet, you will not know each other. The orchid in the mountains, Zheng Banqiao's eternal seclusion, is this flower, you don't want Wen Da just as a haze.
Pick firewood or fear the road, but also take a mountain to build. Inscription Lan Qing Zheng Banqiao is at the top of Qian Shan, with deep and fragrant seams.
It's not that the clouds are rolling under our feet, but that orchids don't want to ignore them, and they don't know when they will come or when they will leave. Happy orchids in the sand, like copper bottles showing seedlings, flowers are sparse and cold, charming and moving
Xiangjiang River tears in the spring tide, how can we be happy with Gresford? No leaves to help the weather vane, heartbroken set Li Sao.
Zhu De Yuexiu Park in Yonglan is full of flowers and trees. Only the orchid fragrance is just right, and it will be expensive later.
Zhang Xueliang Fang, a orchid poet, enjoys a world-renowned reputation and has settled in thousands of families. Ye Li is full of benevolence and righteousness, and flowers do not float.
Evergreen is cold-resistant and laughs in midsummer. A real gentleman in flowers is elegant in charm.
Cui Tu in Youlan Tang Dynasty is well known by many people, and the fragrance is only hidden. Since there is no gentleman worthy of admiration, it is not the decline of the country.
The Millennium comes early and the spring breeze comes late. Why don't you be a grass? Fenfu has everything he wants! Chen Lan wins mountains and is fragrant.
I want to reward the world and move it to the high hall. Both rain and dew are lost, and the roots are away from home.
Although it is love, it is not the right way to raise. Winter is cold, frost and snow are zero, and green leaves are afraid of carving.
If you are in the forest, you will still smell good. When I stopped picking orchids, I suddenly saw concentric vomiting.
Cherish god's scissors and turn your eyebrows. Orchid green Qiu Jin has excellent varieties for nine years, which is most suitable for helping to beautify the hair.
I was ashamed of Wu Fan's beauty since the master visited Xuan. Li Tangtang citizens' Fang Lan was shown in Ziyuan in spring, and the scenery was beautiful. The pavilion is light in color, concise and fluttering.
The sun shines on the uneven shadow, and the wind is heavy and fragrant. Meeting needs a gentleman's discount, Perry Xiang.
Zhang Tang's experience at the age of nine (I): Cymbidium leaves are tender and osmanthus blossoms in autumn. Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.
Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy. Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? .
Lan Ruo was born in spring and summer, so why did he flourish? You are alone in the forest, and Zhu has purple stems.
It's getting late, the autumn wind is blowing, and the age of China is declining. How can it smell fragrant? Chusi, written by Gao Chan in the Tang Dynasty, is full of waves and clouds, and it is emerald and fragrant.
The wind turns into rain, and the sun sets at dusk. Don Yan Qian's "Two Lanes" (1) makes the breeze shake the emerald ring, and the cool dew drops jade.
Beauty has no beard and smells empty. Don Yan Qian's two orchids (2) are full of grass, and Chu is full of green sand.
What happens when you suddenly meet Yan? Tang's "Spring Village" is the orchid road in the mountains and the Li Taoyuan outside the city. I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing.
Tang Li Bai's "Give a Friend" is not a family, especially idle grass. Always frosted by frost, the beauty of the past has not grown old.
Once attached to the female Qiongzhi by mistake, the root of Wang Chi. Look at yourself, there is no pleasant fragrance, white bear blowing in the breeze.
If Duofang can wear it, she is willing to spend the year together. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's "Antique" was a secluded garden with lush grass.
Although the sun shines brightly in spring, I feel sorry for the crisp moon in autumn. First frost flies early, but Green dares not rest.
If there is no breeze, who will deliver the incense? In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's "Ode to the South Ridge of Wusong Mountain" said that the grass should be blue and the wood should be pine. Lan Qiuxiang is far away from the wind, but the cold does not change.
Pine and orchid depend on each other, and little Ai Tu is rich. Tang and he met at the general corner and were concentric with each other.
You know jade when you hide stones. If you cover the sand, you will meet gold. Lan Qiuxiang is immortal, and the pine is late and the green is deep.
In the Tang Dynasty, Li Qiao's "Lan" searched for an empty room again and forgot to talk about it. Hanjia wine, Shirley Qin.
The hall is light and fragrant, and the platform is far away. He Fen should show off. Who will visit Yin Shan?
Tang and Liu were driving Lanfei Yao grass in Lanchang Palace, where Andechun grew up. Looking back on spring, Cui Hua can't stay.
It's a chariot road, and the mountains and rivers are gray. I hate pedestrians, they never stop.
Tang Lugui's dream "Fang Xiang" hits the frost and cold jade, and the autumn wind blows the bottom of the flower. The queen mother looked at the Han emperor, and the voice of Lan Dianpei was full.
Everyone knows Tu Youyou's You Lan, but its fragrance is just hidden. Since there is no gentleman worthy of admiration, it is not the decline of the country.
Millennium comes early, but youth comes late. I don't know what to do when I am a grass.
Don Bai Juyi's "Ask a Friend" grows orchids without producing ai, and orchids produce ai. The roots are very long and the stems and leaves are connected.
Sweet stems and smelly leaves grow day and night. Cutting grass ai may harm orchids, and irrigating orchids may harm orchids.
Orchid has not been irrigated, and ai has not been removed. Hesitate and ask what you like.
Blue Bay is tender, Yunxi Cui Ying is sparse. Tang's "Planting Orchids" planted orchids at the bottom of the valley, smelling fragrant far away.
Spring breeze is growing and nourishing.
5. The poem 1 is related to "laughter" and "Nancun is the capital"
[Tang] Cui Hu
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
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Last winter, in this door, the girl's face set off a bright peach blossom.
When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
2. Liangzhou Ci
[Tang] William Wang
Pu Tao luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately.
Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.
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At the banquet, mellow grapes and fine wine are packed in delicate luminous cups, and geisha play the hurried and cheerful pipa to help them drink. The soldiers were filled with pride at the thought of killing the enemy across the battlefield and serving the country.
You must get drunk today, even on the battlefield. This time, I went out to serve my country. I'm dying, but I'm not ready to come back alive.
3. "Business Department Operator Yongmei"
[Modern] Mao Zedong
The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.
Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
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Wind and rain send spring back here, and flying snowflakes are welcoming the arrival of spring.
It's already the coldest time in the ice and snow, and beautiful plum blossoms are still blooming on the edge of the cliff.
Plum blossoms are beautiful, but they don't show off, just to report the arrival of spring to people.
When the flowers are in full bloom, she will feel extremely gratified.
4. "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
[Song] Su Shi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
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The mighty river of no return and the surging waves have washed away all the heroes of the ages.
To the west of Laoying, people say it was the Red Cliff where Zhou Yu fought fiercely in the Three Kingdoms.
Steep stone walls soar into the sky, and thunderous waves beat against the river bank, and the waves aroused seem to have rolled up thousands of accumulated snow.
The majestic mountains and rivers are picturesque, and how many heroes have emerged at one time.
Looking back at Zhou Yu's spring breeze, Qiao, a peerless beauty, just married him, full of heroic spirit.
Wearing a nylon scarf, the hand-rocking feather fan was talking and laughing, and the battleship of the strong enemy burned to ashes.
Today, I wandered in the battlefield of that year, laughing at my sentimentality and premature delivery of white hair.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river.
5. "Tour Shanxi Village"
[Song] Lu You
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
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Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In Fengshou Island, hospitality dishes are very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.