First remove the residual makeup of plum powder and coat it with new red begonia. It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall. -Song Wangqi's "Spring Festival Evening Garden"
Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently. -Song Chenyu Yi "Joan Hinton"
Be sure to cherish your heart, don't bloom easily, let the peach blossom fan bloom in the spring of spring breeze! -Jin Yuanhao asked, "Two poems of the same generation have not explored Haitang."
Layers of leaves grow between the new branches of begonia, and the little buds hidden in them glow a little red. -Jin Yuanhao asked, "Two poems of the same generation have not explored Haitang."
Smile at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always vulgar. -Su Songshi "lives in the east of Dinghui Garden, full of flowers, and there is a begonia, which I don't know is expensive."
I'm afraid the flowers will fall asleep at night. The fire shines red, and the guests stay satisfied —— Song Ge Zhong Sheng's Dead Hua Lian
After the flowering of Haitang, which is in charge of spring, it urges flowers and rain every day. -Song Li Mi Xun "Young Beauty"
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin —— Song Liqing takes a photo of "Like a Dream"
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup. -Su Song Shi's "Haitang"
The east wind has faded and the makeup is full. Poor butterfly powder and bee mania. Who can say that Chun Qing has paid for Haitang since then-The Beauty of Haitang by Tang Yin
Tang Han Waugh is lazy.
A hundred tongues are asleep, and spring is like a heartbeat. The pillow marks are black, and the tears are like jade. Embroidered smoke rests in the cage, and candlelight still exists in Pingshan. Warm socks are too narrow and thin clothes are too wide.
It rained last night, and it's very cold now. Is the begonia flower there? Look at your side with the shutter.
Song Luyou's Bodhisattva Man
Silkworms in small courtyards want to sleep in the spring, and their new nests are like flowers. Dreaming of the west of Jincheng, Haitang is as good as ever. It was really hasty in those days, too early for Wu. Cherish spring poems and add temples to the mirror.
Wang Song Qichun Muyou Xiao Yuan
First remove the residual makeup of plum powder and coat it with new red begonia. It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall.
Song Chen Yu Yi is very cold in spring.
In February, Baling was windy, and the cold spring was not over. Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently.
Liu song ke Zhuang man Jiang hong (begonia)
Overwhelming everyone, brilliant and gorgeous. Delicate, sentient beings cherish each other and have no fragrance. Just as big as a needle millet, who suddenly dyed rouge. Put it late, refused to admit plum blossoms, and was ashamed of being frugal.
Time is easy, but spring is hard to occupy. Pleasure is rare and talent is insufficient. I feel that I want to sue in my heart, and my smelting ability is slightly concentrated. People came and went from all directions, and it rained harder and harder. What's more, there are several nights when the wind blows a thousand points.
Yan's Order to Stay in Spring in Northern Song Dynasty
Haitang is drunk in the wind, and the fragrance is stronger than half. Pink is sentimental and full of resentment. Look at the lingering fragrance carefully. Light and thick sandalwood and autumn water, the golden clothes are newly changed. The parrot cup is full of beautiful songs, which is even more heartbreaking.
Song Jiang kui yue Shanghai Tang hong makeup color
The red makeup is gorgeous, shining in the shadow of Huanhuaxi, which is absolutely beautiful. Be a breeze, full of breath. Born with wealth and grace, there is nothing more than a quiet and quiet peach and plum curtain, and the bright moon is greedy for spring sleep.
Remember the first day and show off your charm, such as competing with others. If time is short, it will become running water. On this day, it is easy to become haggard to sigh vanity and cherish wheatgrass. No plans. Only lace is drunk.
Yang Wanli, the song of Haitang in Chun Qing's hometown
Now my hometown is full of begonia, and I dream of entering the splendid heap in Jiangxi. At this time, although spring returns, everything is thriving, but people are old; Swallows fly back every year after offering sacrifices to the land god. Spring is like a piece of green and white, not heavy and light weather, it is the scene of Chu Qing; In this spring, catkins will fly and fall. But this beautiful spring scenery can't be eaten, so let poetry attract it to Qiong Yao's jade cup.
Yuan Haowen: My contemporaries didn't give Haitang gold.
Layers of leaves grow between the new branches of begonia, and the little buds hidden in them glow a little red. Be sure to cherish your heart, don't bloom easily, let the peach blossom fan bloom in the spring of spring breeze!
Haitang Xitang-Xue Tao
The scenery in spring is in Xianxia, and fish always bring flowers on the water. Regardless of spiritual differences, the world is competing to dye red valerian in the sand.
Ma: Begonia in Spring and Song Dynasty
Weak waist and weak flowers. Anh Hong swing courtyard. Fly away to the swallow and shake the real pearl foil. Eyes full of green leaves, rouge calyx. I can't bear to stare often. Love spring, don't play magpies in the flowers.
Wentingyun, a begonia flower in Ciling.
Who will be rewarded for being quiet? I am very empty, waiting for a year. The island is full of flowers, and when the spring is bright. Shu color is light and swaying, and Wu makeup is low. Who hates princes and grandchildren? He was disappointed that he was late going down the mountain.
Gu Haitang Tang-Zheng
Spring breeze is intended to be even in color and can be sold with poems and songs. It's best to have a fresh rain when the wind is sunny, and it's about to open. Mochow was lazy at the window, and Liang Guangdan was late in writing. I'm drunk and can't get enough of it. I admire his butterfly branches.
Liu Bamboo Slips of Begonia Flower in Tang Dynasty
The faint reddish color is not deep, and it is like a longing for love. Smoke is lighter than Guo's songs, and Ruby's tears are heavier. The embroidered curtain on the lower side is easy to fold, but the hidden butterfly is hard to find. More affection at night, fragrance under the moon accompanied by drunkenness.
Haitang Northern Song Dynasty-Huang Tingjian
Begonia courtyard is looking for spring scenery, and it is recommended to be red and fragrant every day. I don't think the scenery is over, I'm busy studying.
Wang Anshi, a Begonia Flower in Northern Song Dynasty
Green jiao brushed her eyebrows lightly, while red and tender demon spared her face and made up lightly. It's not enough to make flowers, it's only long when singing in cantata.
Cao Xueqin: Six Qing Poems about Bai Haitang
The first song-Bajiao Xiake (Jia Tanchun)
The setting sun is cold and the grass is heavy, and the moss is full of rain pots. Jade is hard to compare with cleanliness in spirit, and snow is easy to ecstasy. My heart is weak, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night. Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing dusk with me.
The second song-Heng (Xue Baochai)
During the day, precious little Fang Zi covers the door, and the urn is full of pots. Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul. You know that flowers are brighter when you are pale, but how can you get jade without trace when you are worried? If you want to pay for Bai Di, you should be clean. If you don't talk about Tingting, you will faint.
The third song-Hongyi Gongzi (Jia Baoyu)
Autumn colors reflect the heavy doors, and seven sections are full of snow. Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul. The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear. Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
The fourth song-Princess Xiaoxiang (Lin Daiyu)
Half-rolled curtains cover the door, and the ice is ground into earth jade as a basin. Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul. The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn. Who is shy and silent? I'm tired of leaning against the west wind at night.
The fifth and sixth songs-Xia Zhen's old friend (Shi Xiangyun)
The immortal went to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade. Naturally, frost moths prefer cold, and their souls leave Guan Qian. Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks. But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache. It is appropriate to have a corner and a basin. Flowers are hard to find a mate because they are happy and clean, and people are easy to break their souls because of autumn sadness. Jade candle drops dry the tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain separates the remnant moon marks. The dark color wants to persuade Chang 'e, and the night is dim in the empty corridor.