What are the poems of rape flowers?

10 classical poetry of rape flowers;

Visit the landscape of Du Xuan again

Yuxi Liu Tang

A hundred acres of courtyard is half covered with moss, and peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Where does Taoism return? Liu Lang came alone today.

Su Xinshi xugong shop

Song Yang Wanli

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory (2)

Fan Song Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

Nanping

Song Zhu Yi

Just at 60 a.m., the sedentary monk lent a meal before the rain.

The garden is full of vegetables. bloom is facing the summer, and a pair of butterflies fly into the sky.

Xinyangpu

Song Jiang Mei

Plum blossoms fall on cauliflower beds, and Chun Yan mud is brewed in Yokota.

The old man's head is snow-white, and he is farming in the misty rain.

The Story of Spring is one of Su's Eight Poems of Liyang.

Wang Songzhi's way

The grass pond is beautiful everywhere, and the bamboo fence hut is wild.

After the Qingming Festival, the peach blossoms are all gone, and there is quite a feeling of returning to cauliflower in spring.

The small garden in spring is the first of ten things.

Yuanfanghui

It is difficult to pick and plant flowers, but it will take several days to get rid of them.

The best thing is not to leave good flowers, it is better to just grow vegetables and flowers.

The Rhyme of Dong Luo's Cuisine

Wang Ming Shouren

The rape blossoms are full of gold, and the pigeons sound deep in spring.

Yan Zheng is bitter and hungry. Her land is as long as the heart of the old nursery.

Peony has its own wealth, but also from the bee butterfly

Who will be rewarded for your meddling every year?

Haiwan by-pass

Cai Yi in Qing Dynasty

Cooking smoke is like a line like a bow, and the wind blows from the water.

Dance all the money to fly all the sheep, cauliflower yellow to kill Noda.

Four wonders. rape flower

Contemporary Bai Yan

Mustard is shoulder-high,

Gold powder is far away.

If you ask where spring is good,

April in the city is not as good as April in the suburbs.