1. Poems about the pagoda
Climbing the Xiling Pagoda in Yangzhou in autumn Li Bai
The pagoda towers over the sky, and you can climb up to see the four wilderness. The highest vitality combines, marking the long sea and clouds.
Everything is divided into the sky, and three days are connected to the painted beams. The water shakes the golden shadow, and the sun moves the fire pearl.
Birds are flying through the curtains, and the clouds are embroidered on the curtains. The eyes are cut off along the way, and the heart is sailing away.
Catalpa trees turn white when exposed to dew, and oranges and pomelo turn yellow due to frost. If the jade hair is visible, it will be illuminated here.
Climbing the spiritual pagoda with Mengde Bai Juyi
Half a month leisurely in Guangling, no tower or pagoda can be climbed differently.
*** Lian Jin’s strength was still there, and he reached the ninth level of Qiling.
Climbing the pagoda of Ci'en Temple with the princes Du Fu
The sky is high and the strong wind never stops. Since I am not a noble scholar, I am ready to read all kinds of worries.
Only then will we know that Xiang’s teaching power is enough to pursue the underworld. Looking up through the Dragon Snake Cave, branches emerge to support the secluded area.
The seven stars are in Beihu, and the sound of the river flows to the west. Xihe whipped the day, and Shaohao traveled in the clear autumn.
Qinshan suddenly shattered, leaving Jingwei unavailable. Looking down at it, how can one distinguish the imperial state?
Looking back and calling Yu Shun, Cangwu Yun is worried. Xizai Yaochi drinks, the sun shines on Kunlun Hill.
The yellow swans go away without stopping, where can they turn when they cry out? You see, following Yang Yan, each has his own plan.
Tong Le Tian ascends the pagoda of Qiling Temple Liu Yuxi
It is not difficult to carry each other step by step, leaning against the railings outside the nine layers of clouds.
Suddenly, laughter filled the air for a long time, and countless tourists raised their eyes to see it.
Inscribed on the Sanyi Pagoda by Lu Xun
The rushing thunder and the flying grain annihilated the son of man, leaving the ruins of the well and the hungry doves.
Even when I left my burning house, I left my tall tower in Yingzhou.
The fine bird is still holding a stone in its dream, but the fighter is sincere and firm in resisting the current.
The brothers are here after all the calamity, and when they meet, they smile and forget their grudges. 2. Ancient poems about pagodas
1. Climbing Feilai Peak
The author Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
Feilai Mountain Qianxun Pagoda, I heard the cock crow and saw it The sun rises.
Don’t be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level.
Translation: It is said that from the very high tower of Feilai Peak, you can see the rising sun when the rooster crows. I am not afraid that the floating clouds will block my sight, just because I am at the top now.
2. He Zi nostalgic from Mianchi
Author Su Shi, Dynasty Song Dynasty
Life is similar everywhere, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on snow and mud.
Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting the things.
The old monk has died and a new pagoda has been built, and there is no reason to see the old inscriptions on the broken walls.
Do you still remember the rugged past? The road was long, people were trapped, and donkeys neighed.
Translation: In life, when you go here and there again, you accidentally leave some traces. What do you think it is like? It seemed to me like a swan flying everywhere and accidentally landing on the snow somewhere. It was just a coincidence that it left some paw prints on this piece of snow, because the swan's flight east and west is not certain at all.
The old monk Fengxian has passed away, and all he left behind is a new pagoda to store his ashes. We have no chance to see the broken wall where the inscriptions were made. The old monk’s ash tower and our inscription on the wall are similar to the paw prints Feihong accidentally left on the snow!
Do you still remember the rugged journey to Mianchi? The road is long, the people are tired, and the donkey is braying from exhaustion.
3. Hengtang
Author Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty
When spring comes in Nanpu, the green river is green, and the two stone bridges and red pagodas remain.
We see off guests on Hengtang Road every year, while the drizzle and the hanging poplars tie up the painted boats.
Translation: When spring comes, the water in the pond turns green, but the stone bridge on the water and the red pagoda by the water still retain their old color. In Hengtang, where I send friends off every year, in the drizzle, the painting boat that is about to go on a long journey is tied to the weeping willows on the shore.
4. Dielianhua·When spring rises, a pole fills the water.
Author Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty
In spring, a pole fills the water. Fragrant grass and geese fill the shore with green breeze. The painted boat floats around the bay hundreds of times. Hengtang Tower is closer to the front and farther away.
It is cold in Jiang State and it is late for farming. To the north of the village and to the south of the village, the fields are plowed all over during the Grain Rain. Show the wheat, the hills, the mulberry leaves and the cheap. Take a look and try to harvest new cocoons.
Translation: When spring comes, the green water rises a new pole deep, leveling the water level. The grass beside the water is green, and the geese's feet are full. The fresh grass color dyes the river bank embankment green in the gentle breeze. The painting boat moved gently, circling the Jiuqu Bay. Looking at the Hengtang Tower, it was very close in front of me, but it was as far away as when it set off.
In the water town of Jiangnan, the spring cold is late and farming is late. In the north and south of the village, plows were plowed to break the soil during the Grain Rain season, and the fields were cultivated. The spring wheat has grown and the ears are undulating with the wind. Mulberry trees are lush on the hills. The sellers of mulberry leaves are very cheap. In the blink of an eye, you can taste new noodles and collect new cocoons.
5. Seven Quatrains of Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
In front of Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring scenery is lazy and leaning on the breeze.
A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner, the lovely deep red loves the light red.
Translation: Coming to the east bank of the river in front of Huangshi Pagoda, I felt sleepy and lazy, bathing in the warm spring breeze. An ownerless peach blossom is in full bloom. Should I love the deep red or the light red? 3. Ancient poems describing the pagoda
Together with Gao Shi and Xue Zhi, climb the pagoda of Ci'en Temple (Cen Shen)
The pagoda is like a gush of power, standing alone in the heavenly palace.
When you step out of the world, the path is empty.
The sudden pressure on China is like a ghost work.
The four corners block the day, and the seven layers cover the sky.
Peering down to see a tall bird, looking down to hear the startling wind.
The mountains are like waves, and the running seems to be heading east.
The green locust trees line the Chi Road, and the palaces and pavilions are so exquisite.
Autumn colors come from the west, and Guanzhong is full of green.
On the Wuling North Plain, it is evergreen.
Once you understand the principles clearly, you will be able to understand them, and you will win because of your long-standing teachings.
I vow to hang up my crown and feel that my Taoism is infinite.
Climb Feilai Peak (Wang Anshi)
Climb Feilai Mountain to the Qianxun Pagoda, hear the rooster crow and see the sun rise.
Don’t be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because your body is at the highest level.
Climbing the spiritual pagoda with Mengde (Bai Juyi)
Half a month leisurely in Guangling, no tower or pagoda can be climbed in the same way.
*** Lian Jin’s strength was still there, and he reached the ninth level of Qiling. 4. Poems about flowers
1. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom.
(Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital") 2. It's late in spring when the swallows don't return, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the mist and rain. (Dai Shulun's "Su Xi Pavilion") 3. The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
(Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream") 4. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me. (Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun") 5. Even if the wind blows away all night, it is only by the shallow water of the reed flowers.
(Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun Jishi") 6. The fallen plum blossoms have passed the remaining wax, and it is a new year to return to the hometown. (Li Pin's "Send Off a Friend in Hukou") The second day of the floating list is filled with lightning and stiff nails. 7. On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come back for chrysanthemums.
(Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village") 8. In April, the south wind turns yellow, and the jujube flowers have not yet fallen, and the tung trees grow in the shade. (Li Qi's "Farewell to Chen Zhangfu") 9. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
(Su Shi's "Evening Scene on the Spring River in Huichong") 10. The moon melts in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. (Yan Shu's "Implication") 11. In May, on the road down Linping Mountain, there are countless lotus flowers all over Tingzhou.
(Dao Qian's "Linping Daozhong") 12. The rice flowers for thousands of miles should be beautiful, and the tung leaves at the fifth watch have the best sound. (Zeng Ji's "Su Xiudaozhong, three days of heavy rain since July 25th, the autumn seedlings are full of Su Xi") 13. The lotus leaves connecting the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
(Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple") 14. Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, selling apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. (Lu You's "The First Spring Rain in Lin'an") 15. No one can be seen in the plum blossoms and bamboos, and I am blowing incense across the stone bridge all night.
(Jiang Baishi's "The Great Night Returns from the Stone to Hutiao River") 16. When I am old and the reed flowers are all over the ground, who will the swallows fly next to when I return home? (Wen Tianxiang's "Jinling Station") 17.> "Thousands of miles away, the oriole crows and the green reflects the red" 18.> "Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy in the official city" 19 On the Double Ninth Festival, there are still chrysanthemums. Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Friend's Village" 20 The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only the shallow grass has no horse hooves. Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" 1. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom.
2. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. 3. The breeze shakes the green ring, and the cool dew drops on the green jade.
4. Good faith spreads across thousands of miles in my hometown, and the peach blossoms are still red in my dreams. 5. The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
6. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man? 7. The small building listened to the spring rain last night, and apricot blossoms were sold in the deep alley tomorrow.
8. The leaves are endlessly green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red against the sun. 9. When all the poplar flowers have fallen, Zigui cries, and I hear the dragon marking the way across the Five Streams.
10. Zigui birds were heard in Shu, and azaleas were seen in Xuancheng. 11. See the pear blossoms with the night moon at the beginning, and the begonia flowers half with the morning rain.
12. Just when the sunflowers bloom, the bees are noisy. The dream butterfly is gone while sitting high on the pillow.
13. How about thousands of miles, the breeze blows Landu. 14. Reading the peony beside the bridge, you will know who you are born for every year.
15. The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the store with fragrance, and Wu Ji presses wine for guests to taste. 16. The east wind accompanies the roses, but by the time they reach the roses, spring has become cold.
17. The Xunyang River sees off guests on the first night, and the maple leaves and flowers bloom in autumn. 18. Orchid leaves are lush in spring, and sweet-scented osmanthus is bright and clear in autumn.
19. The red peony in front of the steps was melancholy, but only two branches were left in the evening. 20. The gates and lanes of the villages and gardens are all similar, and the spring breeze is full of citrus aurantium flowers.
Supplement: The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunk Flower Yin") The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it ("Little Pond") The sharp edge of the sword is sharpened, and the plum blossoms The fragrance comes from the bitter cold, and the plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms. There are several plum blossoms in the corner. They bloom alone in the cold and drift by themselves. The water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
5. Poems about flowers
Poems about "flowers"
1. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty 2. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but the begonia remained the same. "Drunk Flower Yin" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty 3. When the peach blossoms are gone, they follow the flowing water. Where is the hole in the clear stream? "Peach Blossom Stream" by Zhang Xu of the Tang Dynasty 4. The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. "Birdsong Stream" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty 5. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain. "Drinking" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty 6. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" 7. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face. "Lotus Picking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty 8. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. Tang Dynasty Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital" 9. The garden is filled with spring scenery and cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" by Ye Shaoweng of the Southern Song Dynasty 10. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty 11. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, the chrysanthemums will come. Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village" 12. The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflected in the sun are uniquely red. Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn" 13. The flowers gradually become more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake" 14. The eaves are long and swept clean without moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. Song Dynasty Wang Anshi's "Book on Mr. Hu Yin's Wall" 15. Returning to the boat late after the excitement, he strayed into the depths of the lotus root. "Like a Dream" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty 16. When the poplar flowers have fallen, Zi Gui cries, and I hear the dragon marking the road crossing the five streams. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Long Biao was far away and sent this message" 17. The flowers splashed with tears when I felt the time, and the birds were frightened by the hatred. "Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty 18. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. Modern times·Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" 19. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. "Untitled" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty 20. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. "Drunk Flower Yin" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty 21. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is filled with flowers and trees. Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty "Inscribed on the Zen Temple Behind the Poshan Temple" 22. In the evening, the wind blew up and the flowers were like snow, flying into the palace wall but no one was there. Tang Dynasty Liu Yuxi's "Poem of Willow Branches" 23. I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. "Qingming" by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty 24. If I were the Qing Emperor in another year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. "Inscription on Chrysanthemums" by Huang Chao of Tang Dynasty 25. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the familiar swallows returned. "Huanxi Sand" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty 26. The moon melts in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond. Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Medicine" 27. The affectionate peony contains spring tears, and the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch. "Spring Day" by Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty 28. The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze. "Ti Capital Nanzhuang" by Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty 29. The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Xijiang Moon by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty 30. Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. "Spring Night Happy Rain" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty 31. The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain are as big as a mat, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace. "Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty 32. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. "Visiting Shanxi Village" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Last year, in this doorway, the peach blossoms on the faces reflected each other. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Bu Suanzi
Yan Rui of the Song Dynasty.
It’s not that he loves the world,
It seems that he was misled by the past.
Flowers bloom and fall naturally,
I always rely on the monarch of the East.
I have to go eventually,
I live no matter how I live.
If the mountain flowers are planted all over the pass,
Don’t ask where the slave is going.
The fallen flower man is independent, and the tiny swift swallows fly together.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
Only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who are leaving.
The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
In the end, we miss each other, and I am so exhausted for you, when there are hundreds of flowers. 6. Poems describing the tower and the moon together
1. The ancient pagoda is high in the moon and smells the cursed water (Tang Jia Dao·"Gift to the Master Yuan")
2. The pagoda hangs When the moon hits the house (Song Dynasty, Chai Yuanbiao, "Jiang Lin Ju Bieye")
3. The Moonlight Jade Pagoda lies in Qinglan (Song Dynasty, Peng Deyuan, "Shuangxi Pavilion")
4. The moon will turn the shadow of the pagoda and the peak (Song Dynasty Shu Yuexiang "Ti Jinshan Cuiwei")
5. The jade pagoda is slightly rippled by the autumn moon (Song Dynasty Li Mixun "Junji Waiting for the Moon")
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6. The pagoda rings with the wind and the moon is cold at night (Cao Xun, Song Dynasty, "Reply to Zhao Zhouqing")
7. When the moon goes away, the pagoda has no shadow (Zhenshanmin, Song Dynasty, "Su Baosheng Temple") )
8. The shadow of the pagoda is often rounded by the moon in the sand garden (Ming Dynasty, Huangfu County, "Pude Temple")
9. The shadow of the forest pagoda hangs above the moon (Ming Dynasty, Huangfu County, etc.) "Gift to Prosperous Scholars") 7. Poems about flowers
The tung blossoms and Yuan Zhen go up to the mountain pavilion in the dim moonlight, and the purple tung trees hang down in the shade.
It’s a pity that no one knows this. Shun disappeared in Cangwuye, and Feng returned to Danxue.
Left in the world, the brilliance is so deep. I complain about spring every year and don’t compete in the peach and apricot groves.
Only after the Qingming Dynasty did the peonies invade again. Besides, the hall is empty and closed, so who can look for it in the dark?
The birds are noisy, but they don’t talk about the mountain. Cen.
The courtyard is covered with moss and a tree with lotus hairpins.
From opening to falling, the dark fragrance will eventually darken.
If you have no place to live, I would like to cut it into a piano. Place it on the side of the king to harmonize with the sound of the head of state.
When An asked the palace about Zhengjiao, he first distinguished elegance and Zhengyi. Gongxian spring is like a king, and you are like a spring day.
Shang Xian is honest and honest, and his ministers are like rain in the sky. When people are in peace, the sound of the horn is smooth, but when people are in trouble, they have no control.
Feathers are like all things, and the gods are not afraid of them. All things are done in order to control the situation, and the service is ignored.
As long as the five are not in chaos, the destiny will be fulfilled. If you ask about filial piety, you can play Liangshan Yin.
If you are in the ancestral temple, you will be with Qiu Lin. If you are not good at admonishing me, I would like to offer you some advice.
If you don’t stop hunting, please listen to the waste. If you have an extravagant terrace hall, you can touch the Yongmen Gate.
If the king is proud and virtuous, there will be food for the deer when it roars. When you hear the prayers, please do not move your chariots and horses.
If you want to be defeated, there is a formula like gold. When you hear Xunfengcao, your ambition is startled.
There are words of wealth in it, don’t accept eels offered to you. Beili should never listen, for there is no greater disaster than prostitution.
The south wind cannot compete, and there is nothing left to capture. The treacherous voice cannot be heard, but the clever words are better than Kong Ren.
The sound of the owl is also changed from the cloud, and the sound of the owl is the same as the sound of the sound. The emperor is humble, and his talents are also dense.
The swordsman returns to the farmland, and the silk man returns to Zhizhou. Danfeng nests in Age, and Manyu swims in Bixun.
Harmony spreads across the world, and it is as easy as water flowing through the hoof. Changing Zhang can be a drum. This saying has no ancient or modern meaning.
It is not the piano that can do it alone, there are instructions and reasons for everything. Feeling the meaning of Tonghua, I can't help but feel resentment.
Wait for me to hold an axe, and I will make you Dachen. For miscellaneous flowers, Wei Yingwu, the morning is red and the scenery is new, and the evening is full of dew.
If the beauty is intentional, the garden will be filled with fragrance. Living alone to guard the distant county, the sun will always cover the gate.
If you don’t get married with flowers, who will you talk to in the end? Seeing Flowers Han Xie, with his t-shirt on his nose and chanting poems, can be seen alone on the wall at noon.
The wanderers in Shuluo Mountain are stained with blood, and the Jinhaitang pears in the palace are red in flesh. Getting sick due to madness is really a no-brainer, and it is sad to want to sing but have nothing to do.
Seeing that the east wind is returning, the branches are the most numerous due to disputes. Ode to the Willow Blossoms by Xue Neng Life is full of disappointments, the catkins rise and fall again.
From whose tree comes spring in Duyuan. The appearance of the dynasty lingers and the bricks are broken, and the clear shadow passes over the neighbors.
The butterflies in the palace are covered with chaos, and the crowd rushes into the street. Follow the waves to the sea, get wet with rain or dust.
I will turn to the Sun of Mercy and treat myself gently. Ode to Plum Blossoms by Yu Xin In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, the plum blossoms are already in full bloom.
If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow. The trees are moving, the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold.
If I had known I couldn’t find him, I would have regretted wearing the clothes. At the bottom of the flower, Du Fu, purple calyx supports thousands of stamens, and yellow whiskers illuminate thousands of flowers.
Suddenly there is doubt in the dusk rain, why does it enter the morning glow? I'm afraid it's Pan'an County, which can afford to keep guard chariots.
Know the good color and don’t let it be muddy. Drinking wine and singing under the flowers by Tang Yin Ninety years of spring light throws a shuttle, drinking wine and singing in front of the flowers.
How many days can the flowers bloom on the branches, and how many days can there be in the life in this world. Good flowers are difficult to plant and will not bloom. Youth is easy to pass and never come back again.
If you don’t get drunk in front of flowers in life, life with flowers will be dull. Jealousy Flowers Tang Yin Last night it started to rain on Begonia, and it was light and tender enough to speak.
The beautiful woman came out of the orchid room at dawn, went to the mirror and put on red makeup. Ask Langhua, is she so servile? Langdao is not as graceful as flowers.
The beautiful woman was jealous when she heard this, not believing that a dead flower is better than a living person. Crush the flowers into pieces and throw them in front of the man: Please let him sleep with the flowers today! The title of the peony flower in the house rented is Wang Jian. The peony flowers in the house rented by Wang Jian are probably monsters when they first bloom.
The pink light is deep purple and greasy, and the flesh color fades away from red. I hope the wind stays, but I worry about the scorching sun.
The poor pistils are scattered, collected and burned as incense. The flowers in the courtyard, Luo Yin, were so fragrant yesterday that they were almost drunk together.
The current wind and rain are bad, and life and events are melancholy. Nanwei couldn't afford to be ill, and Xizi came at the same time.
There is no one in the evening, leaning against each other and shedding red tears. The Flower of Forgetfulness by Wu Rong The desolation begins when the red flowers fade away, but the straight path of Forgetfulness is not forgotten.
Several bright red flowers look like spring, and the sorrow of spring is especially felt in people's intestines. Black Camellia Sikong Tu The poet immediately praised the scenery when he saw it, but how could he pity the high rhyme of talking about black tea.
The peonies have been in vain for three springs, and they only know they are not flowers until they bloom. Golden Denghua by Xue Tao There are no gallbladder leaves on the edge of the garden, but only brightly colored bushes underneath.
Looking closely at what I want to compare with, Xiaoxia first overlaps the Chicheng Palace. Hibiscus Li Shangyin The wind and dew are desolate and the autumn scenery is prosperous, and the glory falls pitifully in the morning and dusk.
There are three thousand women in the Weiyang Palace, but they cannot protect their beauty but their kindness. Chanting Flowers Fang Qian Crazy and ecstatic *** Pei Hui, half of them laughed before they started.
You can't sneak away on this day, as the wasps are afraid of taking advantage of others. Red Rose Flowers Qi Ji On a sunny day, when the building is dawn and the fragrance is resting, the brocade ribbon is empty and about to form a knot.
When the orioles grow old and the willows fly away, the strong wind blows away the orangutan's blood. Flower Convict·Plum Blossom Zhou Bangyan The white walls are low, the plum blossoms shine to the eyes, and the old flavor is still there.
The traces of exposure are lightly decorated. The doubts are washed away, and the beauty is infinite.
Zeng Guyi won the prize last year. The ice tray is as happy as the swallows, but it is even more regrettable. The tall trees in the snow are covered with incense in the bonfire.
This year I am most in a hurry for flowers. When we meet, we seem to hate each other, and we feel sad and haggard. I chanted and watched for a long time, spinning on the moss and watching the flying falls.
When we meet each other, we recommend wine with crispy pills. We are in the clear sky, in the misty waves of the river. But a dream, a branch of beauty, shines slantingly on the water at dusk.
When spring comes, I prefer Pingyang House because I see flowers blooming on the wall.
Ubolo Flower Song Cen Shen is located in the south of Baishan Mountain and in the north of Chishan Mountain. There are flowers among them that no one knows, with green stems and green leaves of beautiful color.
The leaves have six petals and the flowers have nine rooms. There are so many strange fragrances blooming in the morning under the cover of night, why not be born in China and be born in the West?
Move your roots to the court and charm me in the court. It's shameful to be in the company of other grasses. How can a tall and beautiful tree be fragrant alone?
Why not be appreciated by others? The deep mountains and poor valleys are severely frosted. I am so sad that the road to Yangguan is so long that I was not able to offer it to the king.
Hollyhock Flower Song Cen Shen Yesterday a flower bloomed, today a flower blooms. Today's flowers are just right, but yesterday's flowers were old.
I just realized that old people are not as good as flowers. It is a pity that you don’t sweep away the fallen flowers. You can't grow young in life, so don't waste money on drinks at the bedside.
If you have money, please go to the restaurant. If you don’t see it, there are hollyhock flowers. Sighing on the Chamomile Flowers in Front of the Courtyard Du Fu The chamomile flowers in front of the eaves are too late to be picked during the Double Ninth Festival.
What's the use of the remaining flowers blooming when I wake up from depression tomorrow? There are many fragrant flowers in the wild beside the fence, and they are picked up and brought up to the middle hall.
The branches and leaves have grown up in the sky, and the roots have become entangled in the wind and frost. Partridge Sky, Osmanthus, Li Qingzhao, dim and light yellow body, soft in nature, only the fragrance remains.
There is no need for light green and light red, it is naturally the best among flowers. The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums are ashamed, and the picture railings are opened to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The poet is ruthless, why did he not see the end at that time? Cherish the Peonies by Bai Juyi. The red peonies in front of the steps are melancholy, but only two branches are left in the evening.
When the wind rises in the Ming Dynasty, it should be blown away. At night, the redness fades and the fire is watched. Dielianhua ·The flowers have faded to red, green and apricots are small (this song is not actually a song about flowers) Su Shi The flowers have faded to red, green and apricots are small.
When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world! There is a swing inside the wall and a road outside the wall.
Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women inside the wall smile. The laughter gradually fades away and becomes quieter, but the passion is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
Spring Dawn by Meng Haoran When I sleep in spring, I don’t realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. The night comes wind and rain, Whispering Colour.
Jiang. 8. A collection of poems about flowers
1. Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return. (Yan Shu: <Huanxisha")
2. Zhao Gu of Tang Dynasty: The spring breeze congratulates the apricot orchard without words, and the branches are full of flowers.
3. Lu Zhi of the Yuan Dynasty: When spring comes in the south, the flowers are like embroidery, and the water of the West Lake is like oil after the rain.
4. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty: A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
5. Huang Si’s natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. (Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers")
6. Fengfang of Ming Dynasty: The east wind blows the peach calyx all night, and the peach blossoms blow open and fall. When it opens, it doesn’t remember the love of spring; when it falls, it turns to the wrong path and the sound of wind is bad.
7. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty: The peach blossoms on the other bank are not even half red yet, and the branches are already chaotic with bees.
8. Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty: The exquisite bones show through the eight windows, and the flower heads are inserted upside down with the fragrance of purple lotus. There are countless Qingluo fans on the thread body, which will cool down even if the wind doesn't come.
9. Tang·Cen Shen: Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.
10. Zheng Sixiao of the Song Dynasty: The flowers blooming are not in a hundred flowers, and the fun of being independent and sparse is not exhausted. I would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind!
11. On the Double Ninth Festival, come and take care of the chrysanthemums. (Meng Haoran: "Visiting the Old Friend's Village")
12. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
13. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
14. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and mandarin fish are fattened by peach blossoms and flowing water. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song")
15. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
16. Close the door and ignore the month in front of the court, and pay the plum blossoms to yourself.
17. Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty: It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but that there will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed.
18. Tang Feixiu: How can the plum blossoms smell so fragrant if it’s not so cold that it pierces the bones?
19. Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty: The spring breeze blows the flowers without restraint, and the mist blows at the faces of passers-by
20. Dongfang Qiu of the Tang Dynasty: The spring snow comes from the sea, and flowers bloom wherever it touches. I wonder if any of the trees in the garden are real plums. 9. What are the poems related to flowers?
1. The sound of wind and rain at night can tell how many flowers have fallen. "Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
2. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but the begonia remained the same. "Drunk Flower Yin" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
3. When the peach blossoms are gone, they follow the flowing water. Where is the hole in the clear stream? "Peach Blossom Stream" by Zhang Xu of the Tang Dynasty
4. When people are idle, the osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. "Bird Song Stream" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
5. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. "Drinking" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty
6. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus leaves move down the fishing boat.
"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
7. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face. "Lotus Picking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
8. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
9. The garden is filled with spring scenery and cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" by Ye Shaoweng of the Southern Song Dynasty
10. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
11. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, the chrysanthemums will come. Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
12. The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflected in the sun are uniquely red. Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty "Leaving Jingci Temple to See Off Lin Zifang at Dawn"
13. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. "Spring Tour to Qiantang Lake" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
14. The long eaves are swept clean and free of moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. Song Dynasty Wang Anshi's "Book on Mr. Hu Yin's Wall"
15. Returning to the boat late after having fun, he strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. "Like a Dream" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
16. When the poplar flowers have fallen, Zigui cries, and I hear the dragon marking the road crossing the five streams. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message"
17. Feeling the flowers splashing with tears, hating the farewell bird and frightening the heart. "Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
18. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. Modern times·Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai"
19. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. "Untitled" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
20. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. "Drunk Flower Yin" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
21. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is filled with flowers and trees. Chang Jian of the Tang Dynasty "Inscribed on the Zen Garden Behind the Poshan Temple"
22. In the evening, the wind blew up and the flowers were like snow, flying into the palace wall but no one was there. "Poems of Willow Branches" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
23. I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. "Qingming" by Du Mu of Tang Dynasty
24. If I were the Qing Emperor in another year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. "Inscription on Chrysanthemums" by Huang Chao of the Tang Dynasty
25. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the familiar swallows returned. "Huanxi Sand" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty
26. The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. "Medicine" by Yan Shu of the Song Dynasty
27. The affectionate peony contains spring tears, and the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch. "Spring Day" by Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty
28. The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty "Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City"
29. The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Xijiang Moon by Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty
30. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. "Spring Night Happy Rain" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
31. The snowflakes on Yanshan Mountain were as big as a mat, and they blew down Xuanyuan Terrace. "Travel to the North Wind" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
32. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers. "Visiting Shanxi Village" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Poems with "flower"
The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it - Monk Zhinan
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red - Yang Wanli's "Walking off from Jingci Temple to see off Lin Zifang at dawn"
The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard - Xin Qiji's "Xijiang" "Moon"
Children rush to chase yellow butterflies, flying into cauliflower and nowhere to be found - Song Dynasty - Yang Wanli "Xugong Store, Suxin City"
The beauty of April in the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple Beginning to bloom - Bai Juyi's "Da Lin n Budeze in spring, all things are shining" - the ancient Han Dynasty Yuefu poem "Long Song Xing"
I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors - Tang He Zhizhang "Ode to the Willow"
The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital.
-- Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Presented to Zhang Shiba of the Water Department"
A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. . ——Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River in Huichong"
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors - Zhu Xi, "Spring Day" of the Song Dynasty
The clothes are wet with apricots The rain of flowers makes the willow wind not cold on the face. - "Quatrains" by monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty. The flowers gradually become more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. ——Bai Juyi "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
Birds startling the mountains when the moon rises, singing in the spring stream. ——Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"
The spring tide brings rain in the evening, and there is no one to cross the wild boat.
——Wei Yingwu "Chuzhou West Stream"