The ancient poems expressing feelings through flowers are as follows:
What are the ancient poems expressing feelings through sweet-scented osmanthus?
It's dim and light, and the corpus luteum is soft, but the feelings are far away and only the fragrance remains. Why light blue and deep red? It is the first-class flower. Mei Ding is jealous, Chrysanthemum should be ashamed, and the painting column opens at the Mid-Autumn Festival. A poet can be ruthless in thinking, but he didn't receive anything in those days.
I lost my pride, Yang Jun lost her willows, and the willows soared to the top of the sky. I asked WU GANG all about it, and WU GANG held out osmanthus wine. Lonely Chang 'e Shu Guang sleeves, Wan Li is dancing for the loyal soul in the sky, and suddenly it is reported that the human world has been crouching, and tears fly down and pour down.
Fragrant Osmanthus fragrans
on meeting li guinian down the river: Osmanthus fragrans blooms alone in the dead of night in the south of the Yangtze River, giving off a strong fragrance. On the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong: Yellow leaves fall one after another, sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant in September, and I recall the time I spent with my brother in Shandong.
reminiscing about the past
Linjiang Xianxiaowa propped up the dinghy: Autumn is growing on both sides of osmanthus, and the anvil sounds like a broken dream. "Bodhisattva Man, Pinglin Desert Smoke Like Weaving": Pinglin Desert Smoke Like Weaving, Hanshan area is sad and blue.
Thinking at night
Thinking at night: so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?, lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. Drinking Alone with the Moon: from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon and to bring me my shadow and make us three.
always in my heart's parting
Looking and searching: searching and searching, cold and lonely, sad and sad. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to stop breathing. "Like a dream, last night it rained and the wind blew suddenly": Last night it rained and the wind blew suddenly, and a deep sleep did not consume the wine. Ask the shutter man, but the Chinese flowering crabapple remains the same.
Sweet-scented osmanthus Festival
Eye-catching and nostalgia for Jinling: Sweet-scented osmanthus is thick with smoke and rain, so people feel moved. Jiangnan listens to the boat and watches the bonus on the pillow. "Ugly Slave Watching Peach Blossoms in Spring": Looking at peach blossoms in spring, the beauty of the world revolves around love. I hope that osmanthus flowers will always bloom, and the accompanying ritual will never leave.
The above are just some well-known lyric poems of osmanthus. These poems have touched countless readers with their beautiful language and affectionate expression, blending the beauty of osmanthus with the poet's thoughts and feelings, giving people a deep * * * sound. Osmanthus fragrans, as a flower with strong fragrance and thought-provoking, plays an important role in ancient poetry and has become an important image for poets to express their feelings and describe beautiful scenery.