Poems about home flowers and wild flowers 1. Ancient poems about "wild flowers"
1, the ancient tomb is littered with wild flowers. It is said that the corps commander has a back. Today's love is not what it used to be, so don't throw yourself into it. -Tomb of Cai Zhonglang in Ting Yun, Tang Wen
2, the toe wind is very strong, cold and warm at night. The fruit of Zhongdongshan Mountain is ripe, and wild flowers bloom in the first month. Rain and fog, light frost and thunder. Hometown is not limited to Wan Li, and visitors think twice as much. -Don Du Shen Yan's A Trip to Annan
3. The sun shines in Pingyu and Yuzhong. The clouds are far and heavy. Wildflowers are still red to the stream. Watch the sandhead fish get into the net, and the idle quinoa is drunk and singing the wind. The weather in Koharu is disgusting. -Mi Songfei's "Huanxisha"
4. Spring is not free, and wild flowers are everywhere. Affectionate for cherish lang li jun, temporarily borrow romantic. -Yin Mingtang's "Flower Falling Map"
5. Wildflowers are seen every spring to cover the dust on the old road. Walking around is easy, and things are often like dreamers. -Song Songtang Taizong's "Knowledge of Destiny"
6, wild flowers like snow around the river, sit and watch the memory of Dijing. Why laugh at a green tree and listen to the warbler with the heron? -"Spring Thoughts" by Don Wei Wu Ying
7. In spring, I went to the mountain home, and I went to the cave alone. Wild flowers are blooming. Xiang Ying sleeve. Laugh at the scene, not frown. Spring is hard to last. After flying wildly. Have you remained young? -Zhang Song Lun's "Point crimson lips, spring into the mountain"
8, wild flowers and weeds are full of courts, and business is too weak. Sitting alone in an empty study with nothing to do. Call the boy and teach him how to hoe the ground. -Song Zege's Thirteen Shan Jutu
9. Flowers are becoming more and more charming, shallow grass can be without the sound of hooves, wild flowers are like snow around Jiangcheng, and you can sit and watch the memory of Dijing. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
10, separation of kindness and heart, the lifeblood of Buddha. Put it away, put it away, three times. If it is not separated, it is Chen. Take poetry books to hide the past, and wild flowers sing spring birds. -Song Shi Dao Ning's Poem Sixty-nine
1 1, waterfall rock is full of water. Qingyang Temple is surrounded by mountains. Song remnants still exist, and dancing birds suddenly fly. I'm fascinated by the night, and the lock is fine. Wildflowers are as beautiful as willows. A statue will not hesitate to get drunk, but will come back tomorrow —— The partridge in the air and the waterfall full of water in front of the rock by Ji Cheng in Jinduan
12, Duping, Fan Xiao, Liupu. A river full of stars gradually inclines to the west. It's two or three miles from home. The wild flowers in Puwai seem to call guests, and the spring birds in the trees call their names. Jinguan city in the depths of dark clouds. -Song Chenyunping's "Huanxisha"
13. The autumn wind blows wild flowers in the sunset, and it is endless to go home. Emperor Wu has come and gone, and Huang Die, a wild flower, brings spring breeze. -Zhang Mi's Gift to Taoist Han.
14, the imperial city withered in spring, and it was noisy. * * * If you say peony, you will buy flowers with you. -Bai Juyi's "Qin Zhongyin buys flowers"
15, Peony Square, Peony Square, Golden Flower Ruby Room. A thousand pieces of red Xia Yingming and a hundred crimson lights are bright. -Bai Juyi's Peony Square
2. What poems describe roadside wildflowers?
1, "Wild flowers and weeds, lonely mountain road."
Qingpingle wildflowers and weeds
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Wild flowers and weeds, lonely mountain road. Liu Tujin sings early, and Mrs. Xiang is black and old!
Ribbon feeling empathy, Zhu Lan alone thought deeply. I dreamed that half a bed was leaning against the moon, and the wind in the small window touched the piano.
Explanation:
Along this mountain road, wild flowers and herbs grow alone. Willow spits golden thread, and Huang is singing so early. I was full of melancholy and secretly wasted my time in the boudoir.
How I regret to untie my ribbon and form a heart with you. Now, leaning against Zhu Lan alone, I miss you deeply. Wake up from sleep, and the waning moon shines on the bed in mid-air. The wind from the small window touched the strings and whined.
2. "There are wild flowers like snow around Jiangcheng, so you can sit and watch the memory of the Imperial City."
Thoughts of spring
Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying
Wild flowers are like snow around Jiangcheng, so you can sit and watch the memory of the Imperial City.
Why laugh at a green tree and listen to the warbler with the heron?
Explanation:
Wildflowers swirl around Jiangcheng like snowflakes, and I can see the annual flowers and plants, recalling the Imperial City.
In the morning, the door of the palace opened, as if all the green trees were frozen. I used to listen to songbirds and herons singing together.
3. "Wild flowers are precious, but creeping weeds see skirts."
Qintai
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
After Maoling's illness, Ai Wenzhuo Jun
The restaurant is on earth, and the piano is in the sunset.
Wild flowers leave a treasure, while creeping weeds see the skirt.
Going back to Phoenix to ask for a burn, I seldom smell it.
Explanation:
When Sima Xiangru was old and weak, he still loved Zhuo Wenjun as before, and their affection never weakened.
Sima Xiangru's family was poor and living in distress, so he opened a hotel to make a living. I strolled on the piano platform, looking at the blue sky and white clouds. I am envious in my heart!
Seeing a bunch of wild flowers beside the piano platform, I feel like Zhuo Wenjun's smile in those days; Clusters of green creeping weeds are like Robbie skirts worn by Zhuo Wenjun in those days.
Sima Xiangru's pursuit of the miracle of Zhuo Wenjun was almost unheard of later.
4. "The wild wind bursts with fragrance, and famous flowers have nowhere to grow."
wild flower
Song: Ren
Wild trails are fragrant, and famous flowers are nowhere to be planted.
However, in my opinion, a flower can be a flower, and it should be the fragrance of the spring garden.
Explanation:
On the road in the wild, a fragrant smell came to my nose, and I don't know where I planted any precious flowers.
But I can't think of any flowers that can do it. It should be a bunch of flowers gathered in Yuanye.
5. Qintai
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
After Maoling's illness, Ai Wenzhuo Jun
The restaurant is on earth, and the piano is in the sunset.
Wild flowers leave a treasure, while creeping weeds see the skirt.
Going back to Phoenix to ask for a burn, I seldom smell it.
Explanation:
When Sima Xiangru was old and weak, he still loved Zhuo Wenjun as before, and their affection never weakened.
Sima Xiangru's family was poor and living in distress, so he opened a hotel to make a living. I strolled on the piano platform, looking at the blue sky and white clouds. I am envious in my heart!
Seeing a bunch of wild flowers beside the piano platform, I feel like Zhuo Wenjun's smile in those days; Clusters of green creeping weeds are like Robbie skirts worn by Zhuo Wenjun in those days.
Sima Xiangru's pursuit of the miracle of Zhuo Wenjun was almost unheard of later.
3. What are the poems describing wild flowers?
1. Qingpingle wildflowers and weeds
Tang Dynasty: Wei Zhuang
Wild flowers and weeds, lonely mountain road. Liu Tujin sings early, and Mrs. Xiang is black and old!
Ribbon feeling empathy, Zhu Lan alone thought deeply. I dreamed that half a bed was leaning against the moon, and the wind in the small window touched the piano.
2. "Flower Selling Nostalgia"
Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu
Palace Epang Palace is fluttering, singing and dancing are peaceful. Jinguyuan Jade Building is underground, adding a new king of new york; The ancient willows on the embankment and the dragon boat exhibition on the river show Wal-Mart.
It is hard to look back on the past, the east wind rises again, and the late spring is bleak.
Yu Ji died on the banks of the Wujiang River, and the war has burned the red cliff. General Ban Chao died in Yumenguan in vain.
The sad flames of Qin and Han Dynasties have made countless people miserable, and those who study can only sigh deeply.
3. "Goat Taoist Love"
Yuan Dynasty: Song Square Pot
Green hills treat each other, white clouds meet each other, and you can't dream of purple robes and gold belts. A Mao Zhai, wild flowers bloom.
It doesn't matter who succeeds or fails, but it's also interesting to be in adversity. Poor, gas does not change; Da, it won't change.
4. The idea of spring
Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying
Wild flowers are like snow around Jiangcheng, so you can sit and watch the memory of the Imperial City.
Why laugh at a green tree and listen to the warbler with the heron?
5. Qintai
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
After Maoling's illness, Ai Wenzhuo Jun
The restaurant is on earth, and the piano is in the sunset.
Wild flowers leave a treasure, while creeping weeds see the skirt.
Going back to Phoenix to ask for a burn, I seldom smell it.
6. "Bodhisattva Man Rains Back to the Pond"
Five Dynasties: Anonymous
When the rain returns to the pond, both of them are just mandarin ducks. The pond is full of brilliant wild flowers, emitting bursts of fragrance; Golden willows are blowing gently in the wind of spring rain.
A group of innocent, graceful and light-footed girls came out of the hut on the river bank. They danced and sang happily in twos and threes in the spring rain of the stream. Colorful Loischer, with the change of dance, shines with dazzling brilliance; The powder on my cheeks is thin, and it glows like clouds of fresh and red under the sunlight.
7. Go to Ma Jian.
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
The sea of clouds is blue all around, and there are more than ten weeping willows.
Pheasants flying deer are far away from the grass, and Niuxiang is full of chickens in spring.
Xiumei's father is drinking and Xixiu's daughter is drinking wild flowers.
I looked at the dust meter myself and was disappointed with the fine sand by the stream.
4. Poems describing wild flowers
A wild flower opened and fell in the wilderness.
Don't think about this little life, smile at the sun,
God gave him wisdom, and he knew it.
His joy, his poetry, swayed in front of the wind.
A wild flower opened and fell in the wilderness.
He saw the sky, but he couldn't see his inferiority complex.
Accustomed to the gentleness of the wind, accustomed to the roar of the wind,
Even his own dreams are easy to forget.
A wild scent,
Clear and boundless.
Hemerocallis are red,
Cold and crazy!
At that time, I immediately thought of attacking people, so I improvised a song with Han Han's rhyme:
The attack on Hua Zifang,
Follow your window silently.
Kong Yihong negative,
Go out into the wild without going crazy.
5. Poems describing rural wildflowers
Guogurenzhuang
Tang Meng Hao ran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Gong Xuan noodle restaurant, holding a cup and talking to Sang Ma.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Book Lake, Yinxian County, Bi Sheng
Wang Song Anshi
The eaves of Mao Yan are long and quiet, without moss.
Flowers and trees are all planted by hand.
Fields protected by water will be green,
Two mountain platoon leaders send green.
Youshan west village
Song luyou
Don't laugh at farm wine,
Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.
The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature
There is also a village.
Widows in the mountains
Don Du Xunhe
Because of the soldiers, the husband clung to Mao Peng and his linen clothes were burned.
Mulberry and zhe waste taxes, and the countryside is still seeking seedlings.
When picking wild vegetables and roots for cooking, spin raw wood and burn leaves.
If you are in a deep mountain, you should also avoid the levy.
A farmhouse by the Wei River.
In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
Looking for wheat seedlings to embroider, the silkworm fell asleep and the mulberry leaves were peeled.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Wang Wei in Spring
Spring pigeons are singing in the room, and apricot trees are narrating.
Hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring pulse.
Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.
If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Fan Song Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Fan Song Chengda
There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest.
The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
Fan Song Chengda
Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear.
Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.
6. Poems about weeds and wildflowers in spring
Poems describing weeds and wild flowers in spring:
Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
Author: Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Suxiting
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Dai Shulun
The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days?
Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.
Two poems in late spring, the first part
Author: Han Yu
Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.