Water
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city.
The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn water flows through the stream.
When I see you in Gusu, all the people are sleeping on the river." "Several thatched houses are on the clear stream, and the sound of cicadas is falling on thousands of trees" (Tang Dynasty. Dai Shulun's "A Friend's Mountain Residence"), "Dry rain and light smoke There are cage grass trees, the setting sun and winding water wrap around the tower" ("Huanxi Sand" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty), "The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu" (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty), "The clothes under the stream are always moist, and the mountain belt "The sun is setting at the edge of the city" (Xu Xuan of the Southern Tang Dynasty), "Thousands of miles away orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the wind of wine flags and wine flags in the mountains and rivers of water villages" (Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty)
The spring water in the river is gone,
The moon sets over the river and turns to the west again
The waves follow it for thousands of miles,
Where is the spring river without the moonlight
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Li Bai
Mount Emei’s Half-Moon Autumn
Shadows in the Pingqiang River’s water flow
The clear stream flows towards the Three Gorges at night
Missing you in Yuzhou
The rivers and lakes are white at sunset, and the sky is green when the tide comes
("Farewell to Xing Guizhou") Outside the bright fields, the green peaks emerge from the mountains. "Ambition")
The white clouds look back together, and the green mist comes in to see nothing. ("Zhongnan Mountain")
Looking back on the lake, the green mountains roll leisurely in the distance, and the white clouds return alone. . ("Returning to Wangchuan")
The maple trees in Jiujiang are green for a while, and the five lakes in Yangzhou are white. p>Plum blossoms
Gift to Fan Ye
Lu Kainan Dynasty Song Dynasty
When the messenger met, he sent plum blossoms to Longtou people who had nothing, so I wanted to give him a branch of spring. .
Plum blossoms
Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner. Ling Han knows there is no snow, but there is a faint fragrance.
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Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow by the roadside.
South of Fengcheng. When I remember the old days, Xiang Yao can hardly come with the messenger.
Recalling Plum Blossoms
Li Shangyin
I will stay at the end of the world, relying on the beauty of things. The cold plum blossoms are the most hated.
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1)
Lu You
How can I be reincarnated when I hear the plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze? Hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree blooms.
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2)
The branches in the deep valley are more northerly, and the flowers bloom late every year. Do you know it? When the ice is covered with snow.
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 3)
The wind blows louder when the snow blows, and the integrity of the flowers will fade away when the time comes. More begging for mercy.
Early Plum Blossoms
Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie
Welcoming spring, we are not worried about the cold. Look.
Jiangmei
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The plum blossoms are broken in the front, and there are more plum blossoms in the later years. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about?
Snow trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples. The hometown is invisible, Wuxiu is gloomy and craggy.
Early Plum Blossoms
Tang Dynasty Qi Ji
Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but the solitary roots are warm and alone grow back. In the deep snow in the former village, a branch bloomed last night.
The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a look at the beautiful scenery. Next year, as expected, Yingchundai will be released first.
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Miscellaneous Poems
You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown. Leaning in front of the window tomorrow, have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet?
Miscellaneous chants
Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
I have seen the cold plum blossoms and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps.
Recalling Plum Blossoms
Li Shangyin of Tang Dynasty
Stand at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
Plum on the River
Wang Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Suddenly I saw a cold plum tree with flowers blooming on the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker.
Tingmei Yong Sends People
Tang Dynasty·Liu Yuxi
Early flowers often suffer from cold, and complex fruits are often bitter and sour. Why is it that on a spring day, you are sitting in the dark mood?
Yao Tao smiled steadily, and the wandering prostitute was willing to look back! When you ask about adjusting the golden tripod, you realize that it is difficult to make the right taste.
Plum Blossoms
Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossoms
Yu Xin of the Tang Dynasty
On the half of the twelfth lunar month of that year, the plum blossoms were already in 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.
Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow
Xiao Gang of the Tang Dynasty
I was surprised that the plum blossoms were late, and I came to see them in the snow. The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see.
Both are ashamed to show their wrists, and give in to each other because their waists are weak. The beard must be cut and picked, and you can learn two or three techniques.
Plum Blossoms
Tang Dynasty·Jiang Weihan
There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall, and today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one get in the spring scenery?
Plum Blossom
Song Dynasty·Chen Liang
The jade is sparse and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly. One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later.
If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in snow. The jade flute should be played three times, Dong Junzheng advocated.
Winter Miscellaneous
Song Dynasty·Zhang Lei
The body of the empty mountain is about to grow old, but the old age will come back. The willows are sad every year, and the plum blossoms are everywhere sad.
The green vegetables have short nails, and the red wax-spotted flowers bloom. No matter how there is ice and snow, the east wind returns day and night.
Zaihe Yang Gongji Plum Blossoms
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Mo Xiangshuang has not yet opened his morning grudges, and will destroy each other day and night. A new flower contains wind and dew, just like the west chamber waiting for the moon to come.
Giving Plum Blossoms to the Mountains
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
When the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the white flowers will bloom, and no one will come if they pass by. If you don’t taste the green plums and make wine, you should watch the drizzle to ripen the yellow plums.
Mo Mei
Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty
In the dream, the clear river is drunk with the fragrance of ink, and the branches are thin and frosty with cold pistils. Now there is no need to ask about the white, black, and muddy colors. Let’s make the makeup of the world.
Inscribed on Yang Buzhi's painting
Song Dynasty·Lou Yao
Plum blossoms are often seen as if the pen is like a god, but the pines and bamboos are more realistic. Hundreds of flowers are all friends, but Suihan only sees these three people.
Snowy Plum
Song Dynasty·Lu Meipo
To have plums without snow is not spiritual, and to have snow but no plums is vulgar. Sunset poems are filled with snow all day long, which is very fragrant when combined with plum blossoms.
Snowy plum blossoms
Song Dynasty·Lu Meipo
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so the poet spent money on commentaries. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
From Zhang Zhongmou, beg of winter plum blossoms
Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian
The wild plum blossoms grow behind Wenjun Temple, and the fragrant honey dyes them into palace-like yellow. I don't want to fold it to cover my old eyes, I want to see the spring scenery in the pond.
Sleeping tiredly while fishing on a snow boat
Song Dynasty Yang Wanli
The open window of the small pavilion is half-closed, and he is sleeping while reading a book. I was annoyed by the plum blossoms for no reason, so I blew the fragrance specially to break my dream soul.
Cold Night
Song Dynasty·Du Lei
On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red. The moon in front of the window is the same, but it is different that there are plum blossoms.
Gu Mei
Song Dynasty·Xiao Dezao
The concubine Xiang stands dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hangs on the coral branches. The ugliness can be astonishing and charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul.
Pine Plum
Song Dynasty·Zhang Daoqia
A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance will not diminish when the stream flows. No one can see the slanting bamboo bottom, and don't know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon.
Red plum blossoms
Su Dongpo
The red plum blossoms bloom every year, and they are hanging by the river and ready to bloom again. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots.
Early plum blossoms
Liu Zongyuan
Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu. The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
If you want to give me a gift thousands of miles away, you are separated by mountains and rivers. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors?
Newly planted plum blossoms
Bai Juyi
Seven newly planted plum blossoms beside the pond will be inspected when they bloom. Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Mo Mei
Zhao Bingwen
The painter does not paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight. It's impossible not to know each other when we meet. Xia Fu has always cared for beautiful women.
White Plum
Yuan Wang Mian
This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, unlike peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe.
Mo Mei
Yuan Wang Mian
The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe.
Plum Blossoms
Yuan·Wang Mian
The east wind blows the snow away in March, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water. No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
Appreciating red plum blossoms at the beginning of spring
Yuan·Yuanhuai
Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared on the streets. At dawn, a tree like a cluster of apricots blooms towards the isolated village across a small bridge.
It may be that the chemical industry dislikes pink for thinning, so the color is used to help the flowers become more delicate. There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers.
Recalling the Plum Blossoms
Yuan·Duan Keji
The Gushe Immortal, with his skin of ice and snow, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past. Don't forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone.
West Lake Plum Blossoms
Yuan·Feng Zizhen
There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and Liuqiao Fengyue is a close friend. Let others compete for the peaches and plums, and do not care about prosperity.
Mandarin Duck Plum
Yuan·Feng Zizhen
The flowers are in double pedicles, so they are suitable for shadowing near the cold pond. I only worry that the corners of the painting are blown away, and the shadows fly apart, which is the most damaging thing.
Painting with Ink Plum Blossoms
Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty
A scholar's family lives in the lonely mountain under the bright moon, and jade is slanted horizontally in the cold light of the lake. It seems that the seals are placed vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers.
In the middle of Yangshan Road
Yuan·Shi Shanzhu
After the rain, spring streams compete for distribution, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs. Seeing that someone lives in Shenwu, the plum blossoms surround the house and the door cannot be opened.
Winter Ci
Yuan·Guo Yu
The clear sun is scattered in the sparse forest and the crows are singing, and the high pavilion is covered by red curtains. Why do you want to ask the king and his grandson whether they have returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua.
Remember Wutang Fu
Ming Xia Wanchun
When the flowers bloom, I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown, and the snow covers the cold mountain paths and prevents them from blooming. The bright moon and the worried heart are similar, and they are like a shadow waiting for others to come.
Wang Yuanzhang painted plum blossoms on fallen branches
Xu Wei of Ming Dynasty
The solitary and graceful appearance overwhelms the vulgar posture, and it is difficult to reproduce the branches that are brushing against the clouds. Everything has always been too high-class, no wonder the plum blossoms are hanging to the ground.
Ming Dynasty·Tang Yin
Painting
The snow is falling on the river and the village is freezing, and the gardens are full of jade. I need to sell some wine to clear the air. There are also sparse plum blossoms for visitors to see.
Huizong of the Song Dynasty painted half-open plum blossoms
Ming Dynasty Zhao Youtong
During the early days of the imperial dynasty, he painted plum blossoms with half-open stamens. After the melancholy spring in Bian Palace, a branch wandered to the south of the Yangtze River.
Painting Plum Blossoms
Ming Dynasty·Fang Xiaoru
The light snow has just begun to disappear and the moon is half over the pond, and two or three branches can be seen in the distance by the fence. The fragrance spreads to the heart of heaven, without telling the ordinary grass and trees.
Painting Plum Blossoms
Ming Dynasty·Chen Daofu
The fragrance of plum blossoms in the fields outside the bamboo fence brings the snow to the drunken countryside. The paper sleeps alone in the spring, and the busy carriage and horse laugh at the busy people.
Painting Plum Blossoms
Ming Dynasty·Chen Daofu
The plum blossoms are so proud that they dominate the crowd. After the snow, I am busy chasing after them. Break off a bamboo stick and hang it, and there will be a fragrance on your way home.
Plum blossoms fall
Ming Xue Xuan
Double plum trees outside the eaves, the wind blew last night in front of the court. I don't know where the flute sounded, and a hit sounded.
Early plum blossoms
Ming·Tongrun
Thousands of trees are cold and colorless, but the flowers are unique to the southern branches. Where the fragrance smells flowing, the shadows fall on wild people's homes.
Ding Maoxinzheng wrote plum blossoms on the third day of the new year
Ming Dynasty Li Rihua
The pink ribs in the sandalwood mouth are full of smiles, and the spring breeze makes them happy. The drinker was so excited that poems poured down from the sky.
Album of poems with paintings and paintings
Puhe of the Qing Dynasty
If you have nothing to do, don’t look for plum blossoms, and you will come back when you find them. The snow is deep but still shallow in spring, half of it is blooming at home.
After Snow in the Mountains
Zheng Xie of the Qing Dynasty
When I open the door in the morning, the mountains are covered with snow, the snow is bright, the clouds are pale, the sun is cold. The eaves stream is not dripping with plum blossom jelly, a kind of loneliness that is not leisurely.
Painting Plum Blossoms
Qing Dynasty·Jin Nong
The old plum blossoms become more energetic as they get older, and there are people in Shuidian Mountain Tower. It's so clear that it's very cold, as if I knew the bright moon was my predecessor.
Inscribed on Tang Jie Yuan Xiaojing
Qing Dynasty·Yun Shouping
After the snow, I lightly radiate into the green sky, and the cold air of the Huaxi River wears spring clothes. Crossing the south bank of the bridge in search of spring, walking on plum blossoms and returning with the moon.
Inscribed on Plum Blossoms
Wang Shishen of the Qing Dynasty
Plant one or two rows of plum blossoms in the small courtyard, and paint empty spaces with sparse shadows on the clothes. The ice melts into snow and the moon adds whiteness, and the east wind brings fragrance every day.
Early Plum Blossoms
Qing Dynasty Ning Tiaoyuan
The bright purples and reds show the shame and frown, and the spirit can be seen only at the end of the road. Deep in the mountains and rivers, under the canyon cliffs, spring blooms every time.
Inscribed on Plum Blossoms
Li Fangying of the Qing Dynasty
The plum blossoms have not sprouted on this day, and the rotating universe belongs to the painter. The spring breeze is lingering at the bottom of the pen, and the flowers always bloom when painted here and there.
Inscription on Plum Blossoms
Li Fangying of the Qing Dynasty
The ink marks on the paper are new, and the plum blossoms are most attractive at certain points. I hope that the wind will blow far away, and every door and lane will become spring.
Plum Blossom Poems
Yu Yue Neizi of the Qing Dynasty
I can endure the snow and frost in the world, and the flowers on their heads are fragrant first. Qingfeng has its own immortal bones, and it is better to go to Yutang for coolness.
He Neizi’s Plum Blossom Poems
Qing Dynasty·Yu Yue
There is frost in the dust-free courtyard at night, and the fragrance is not waiting for leisure. In the cold night, I dream of Luofu together, and I am absolutely better than Dongpo in the snow hall.
Exploring Plum Blossoms in the Yuan Dynasty Tomb in the Rain
Qing·Song Dynasty
Exploring Plum Blossoms in the Rain and Surviving the Rain, The Stones Clanging and the Staff Can Make Sounds. The clouds, shadows, and flowers flicker, and the pines, waves, and rocks are noisy with each other.
The rhyme is suitable for walking on a leisurely Zen couch, and walking in a quiet and loving garden. Looking across the vast sea of ??fragrant snow, my mountainside is a good place to write.
Falling Plum Blossoms
Qing·Lüran
Gentle breeze and raindrop moss pattern, the indifferent residual fragrance can be smelled quietly. The forest is covered with snow, and the top of the mountain is covered with clouds.
There is no need to blow across the rivers and rivers, but the most precious thing is the empty branches and the cold evening. Looking back at the road down Gushan Mountain, there are many frost birds and white butterflies.
Plum Blossom Poetry
Gao Qi
The beautiful branches only close together in Yaotai, but who can plant them everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River. The noble man lies in the snow-covered mountains, and the beauties come under the moonlit forest.
In the cold, the sparse shadows are scattered on the bamboos, and in the spring, the lingering fragrance is covered by the desert moss. Since I left, there has been no good song, and the east wind has been full of sorrow.
"A Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (The Red Letter)
Cao Xueqin
The peaches are not yet fragrant and the apricots are not yet red, and the east wind laughs before the cold.
It is difficult to distinguish the spring when the soul flies to Yuling Mountain, and the clouds are separated by the clouds and the dream is not clear.
The green calyx adds makeup and melts into the treasure torch, and the immortal helps the drunk to cross the remaining rainbow. It seems that it is an ordinary color, the shades are determined by his ice and snow.
"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (Mei Zi)
Cao Xueqin
White plum blossoms are lazily assigned to red plum blossoms. The marks on the frozen face are all covered with blood, and the sad heart without hatred is turned into ashes.
Accidentally swallowed the elixir to move the real bone, and stole the Yaochi to remove the old fetus. The spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is brilliant, and the bees and butterflies are full of doubts and guesses.
"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (huazi)
Cao Xueqin
The branches are sparse and the flowers are bright, and the children are luxurious in spring makeup. There is no remaining snow on the curved sill of the leisure hall, and there are sunset clouds on the empty mountains with running water.
Youmeng Leng follows the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of immortals spreads across the Jiang River. The predecessor must be of Yaotai species, so there is no doubt about the difference in appearance.
Gift to Fan Ye
Southern and Northern Dynasties Lu Kai
When the plum blossoms were broken, they met the post envoys and sent them to the Longtou people. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.
Early plum blossoms
Zhang Wei
A tree with white jade strips of cold plum blossoms stands next to the bridge next to the village. I don’t know if the water blooms first, but I suspect it’s because of the winter snow.
Cold night
On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove is boiling and the fire is just beginning to turn red. As usual, the first month of the month is different, but there are plum blossoms.
Mei
Wang Qi
The bamboo fenced thatched cottage is willing to be free from the slightest dust intrusion. Just because he misunderstood Lin Hejing, the poet has been talking about it to this day.
Plum blossoms are in full bloom in the Zhenshi Garden
Wang Chuan
Sit among the flowers as the sun sets late, with thousands and thousands of fragrant snow branches. Since the beginning of spring, there have been no good sentences, but now the staff and quinoa suddenly become poems.
One of "Miscellaneous Poems"
Wang Wei
You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown. Tomorrow, before I go to bed, the winter plum blossoms have not yet bloomed.
Meeting Plum Blossoms for the First Time
By Lu
The ground in the north of the Yangtze River is not as warm as in the south, but the south of the Yangtze River is good for people from the north. Rouge peach cheek pear pollen, *** as a winter plum makeup.
Second rhyme Zhongyu Early Plum
Huang Tingjian
The cold fragrance is folded and the essence is not revealed, and there are two or three small bamboo sticks leaning against the sun. The deep care and protection of Luo Wei's green leaves has been learned by the Traveling Bee Saint.
Mo Mei
Zhang Zhen
The waterside village in the deep valley beside the mountain was once sparse with flowers and cut off the soul of the visitor. I still hate the meaningless east wind, which blows misty rain and darkens the dusk.
Chrysanthemum
Chrysanthemum Rhyme]--Li Shiguang--
Autumn frost creates the chrysanthemum city flower, endless romance writes about the sunset; pick up random sentences, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes .
〔Autumn Sound〕--Fengzi--
There is a piece of gold in front of the corridor, and the sound of fragrance wafts over the tourists. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is connected with ancient and modern times.
[Chrysanthemum of Jucheng]--Wang Ruting--
The image of the lion and the dragon flew into the sky, once again glorious and powerful! The alleys and streets are filled with fragrance, and the chrysanthemums bloom on the desks in September.
Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu":
The fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest and the green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang.
Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju":
The orchids on the steps condense in the summer frost, and the chrysanthemums on the banks shine in the morning light. The dew is thick and the smile is bright, the wind is light and the fragrance is lingering.
The thin leaves are light green, and the round flowers are bright yellow. Still as beautiful as she is today, she will be beautiful again after remarrying.
"Nine Days in Yun'an" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty:
The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches. The number of old pickers changes frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows.
"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty:
One night of new frost covered the tiles, and the new plantains were broken by the lotus. Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn.
"Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
The autumn bushes around the house look like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.
"Chrysanthemum" by Wu Lulei of the Tang Dynasty
Charming golden skirt and fair skin. I know that the time is very different, and it seems to be the same as the cold season.
I can’t bear to fall to the ground, but I would rather die if I hold on to my skills.
"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Dark lavender, melting yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
Whenever it is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall.
"Zhaochang Hanju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The light muscles and weak bones scatter the secret flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds. If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
"Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden house in front shines on the sand. There are few girls in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
"Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The yellow flowers are fragrant and unique, but the technique of pairing the chrysanthemums with the wrong one during the Double Ninth Festival. After a late start, I saw Ling Shuangcao more and more, making it laughable for children to say that it was out of date.
"Remnant Chrysanthemum" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty
The scattered golden pistils do not change their fragrance even though they are withered. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, and you can still see the clear wine from the car.
"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty
The native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening. I would rather hold the fragrant branches until they grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.
Jin·Yuan Haowen's "Ode to October Chrysanthemum"
Qiuxiang was used in poetry by poets in the old days, but now it is passed down to busy people in late festivals. If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.
"Chrysanthemum" by Shen Zhou of Ming Dynasty
Flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedgerow in autumn, but they meet with prosperity from indifference. The doorway to the west wind contains fragrance, except the Tao family to my home.
"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The nature of things has always come from different families. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? Chrysanthemums bloom in a land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums blooming in spring.
"Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty
There are secluded bushes on three paths in the hometown, and frost falls in the blue sky one night. There are so many guests who have not returned from the end of the world, but they use the fence to watch the autumn breeze.
Chrysanthemum poems in "A Dream of Red Mansions"
Recalling Chrysanthemums
Looking at the west wind with sorrowful thoughts, when the polygonum is red and the reeds are white, when the heart is broken. There are no traces of autumn in the old garden with empty fences, and there is knowledge in dreams of clear frost under the thin moon.
Thinking about it and returning to Yanyuan, only a few people sit and listen to the evening anvil. Whoever takes pity on me because of my yellow flower disease can express my condolences that I will meet again during the Double Ninth Festival.
----Heng Wujun
Visiting Ju
Try to take a leisurely trip while the frost is clear, and don’t leave the wine glass and medicine cup flooded. Who grows it under the moonlight before the frost? Where is the autumn outside the threshold and beside the fence?
The wax clogs come from afar and are in love, but the cold chanting is not enough. If the yellow flower takes pity on the poet, don't bear the burden of leaning on the head of the staff today.
----Master Yihong
Planting chrysanthemums
I brought my hoe to the autumn garden and planted it beside the fence in front of the garden. It rained unexpectedly last night, but today there is still frost.
Reciting thousands of autumn poems in the cold, getting drunk with a glass of cold wine. The springs are irrigated and sealed with mud to protect them diligently, so that I know the diameter of the well and keep away the dust.
----Master Yihong
Chrysanthemums
Moved from other nurseries, they are more precious than gold, one trace is light and the other is deep. Ketou sat beside the shady fence, hugging his knees and chanting in the cool fragrance.
There is no king in the world, but it seems that I am the only one who knows everything! Don't live up to the fleeting autumn light, but rather cherish every inch of sunshine.
----Old friend of Zhenxia
Offering chrysanthemums
Playing the piano and drinking wine are a joy to behold, and several cases of Tingting decorate the quiet space. Separately, the incense is spread out in three paths, and the person who throws the book is facing an autumn branch.
The frost clears the paper tent to bring new dreams, and the cold sun sets in the garden to recall old travels. The pride of the world is also because of the same smell, the spring breeze does not drown the peaches and plums.
----Old Friend of Zhenxia
Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum
The scoundrel poetry demon invades at dusk, and the sound is lost in silence while walking around the fence and pulling stones. The luck of the millimeter is written in the frost, and the fragrance in the corner of the mouth is chanting to the moon.
The paper is full of self-pity and resentment. Who can explain the autumn heart in a few words? Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day.
----Concubine Xiaoxiang
Painting chrysanthemums
I don’t know how to be mad when I write poems, how can this be a contest of painting and drawing? The gathered leaves are splashed with thousands of dots of ink, and the gathered flowers are dyed with a few traces of frost.
The light and dense fragrance of Shenhui Fengqianying escapes the fragrance of autumn. Don't waste time picking things up on the east fence, or chatting on the screen to comfort yourself during the Double Ninth Festival.
----Hengwu Jun
Ask the Chrysanthemum
If you want to know about the autumn mood, which no one knows, you murmur with your hands behind your back and knock on the east fence: I am alone and proud of the world, we are together. Who hides? Is it too late to bloom?
How lonely is the dew in the garden and the frost in the garden? Can Honggui's cricket disease cause lovesickness? If you don't want to talk about anything in the world, why not explain it for a while.
----Concubine Xiaoxiang
Hairpin chrysanthemum
I am busy planting bottles for fences every day, but I never recognize the makeup in the mirror. Mr. Chang'an is addicted to flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is a drunkard.
The short temples are stained with cold dew, and the fragrant kerchief is stained with autumn frost. High emotions are not in the eyes of people at the time, and he claps his hands and laughs on the roadside.
- --- Banana guests
Chrysanthemum shadow
Autumn light overlaps one after another, sneaking into the three paths. The sparse lights on the windows depict the far and near, and the moonlight locks are exquisite through the sieves of the fence.
The cold fragrance lingers and the soul should stay, but the frost seal conveys the divine dream but it is empty. Don't step on the cherished secret fragrance to break it. Who can recognize the hazy eyes when you are drunk?
----Old Friend of Zhenxia
Chrysanthemum Dream
Having a deep sleep in the autumn beside the fence, the clouds and the moon are indistinguishable. To ascend to immortality is not to admire Zhuang, but to look for Tao Lingmeng in recalling the past.
When I fall asleep, I follow the wild goose, and when I wake up, I am annoyed by the cries of crickets. Who can I complain to when I wake up: The decaying grass and cold smoke have endless love!
---Concubine Xiaoxiang
Remnant Chrysanthemum
The heavy dew and frost are gradually falling, and the feast has just passed the light snow. The pedicle has a lingering fragrance of gold and is indifferent, but the branches have no whole leaves and green leaves.
The moon is falling on the bed, and the cicadas are sick, and the wild geese are late in the cold clouds thousands of miles away. We will meet again next year in the autumn wind, so don’t miss us when we break up for the time being!
----Biao Xia Ke
Bamboo
Yong Bamboo (Qi. Xie Tiao)
A clump of bamboo in front of the window, The pure green is unique.
The southern branches meet the northern leaves, and the new shoots are mixed with old branches.
The moonlight is sparse and dense, and the wind is rising and falling.
The green hu flies are not in the way, but the yellow mouth only peeks at each other.
But I hate that the roots and plants grow apart from each other.
Bamboo (Liang Liu Xiaoxian)
Bamboo grows in the open field, and the clouds tower over the sky.
No one appreciates high integrity, only one's own chastity.
The shame stained the Xiang concubine's tears, and she was ashamed to enter the palace harp.
Whoever makes the flute should sing the dragon's tune.
There are tender bamboos in front of the steps (Chen. Zhang Zhengjian)
The green clouds form clumps on their own, and the light flowers and tender bamboo shoots are about to soar into the sky.
The curved and horizontal branches are often untied, and the leaves are sparse and the wind is strong.
If you want to know the place where you can hold a knot and become a dragon, you should go to Gepi on the mountain road.
Yong Bamboo (Tang Dynasty. Li Qiao)
The high-definition Chujiang River is full of beauty, and the beautiful flowers contain the aura of dawn.
The white flowers shake the shadow of the wind, and the Qing Festival moves the dragon text.
The leaves sweep the southeast sun, and the branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows that on the Xiang River, I shed tears and miss you alone.
More than 100 poems of bamboo planted on the left side of the Junzhai (Tang Dynasty. Linghu Chu)
Bamboo is planted in the Zhaiju by the north window, and the plain wall is newly opened to reflect the fresh green flowers.
The green color is close to the medicine place, and the green shade is as deep as lying in front of the curtain.
The wind shocks the leaves at dawn, as if hearing rain, and the spring branches seem to carry smoke when the moon passes.
Lao Tzu recalled the mountains and his heart was temporarily suspended. He retreated from his duties and sat leisurely facing Chanjuan.
Pairing Bamboos in the White Sand Pavilion in Autumn (Tang Dynasty. Xu Hun)
The rustling snow and frost, and the dense green are different from those in Hunan.
The sparse shadow of the moon moves on the wall, and the cold sound of the wind fills the hall.
Autumn comes earlier for rolling curtains, and the nights for high pillows are longer.
I suddenly recall Qinxi Road, thousands of poles are now cold.
The first bamboo shoots were eaten and presented in a seat (Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty)
The tender bamboo shoots were first emerging from the forest, and the price in the mausoleum was as heavy as gold.
In the imperial capital, there are countless people on land and sea, and they can't bear to cut an inch of gold from Ling Yun.
Yong Bamboo (Zheng Gu, Tang Dynasty)
It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, blowing the pine trees in the water and hidden villages.
I moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, washed it, and saw the front peak.
Moss invades the steps and bursts out spring buds, and the path around the path is covered with dense summer shade.
It is falsely accused that the apricot flower has many emotions, and it is easy to get along with the green branches.
Bamboo Wind (Tang Yanqian, Tang Dynasty)
The bamboos reflect the wind and the windows are tilted, --- people sit and think about the endless thoughts.
When night comes, dreams of rivers and lakes are left, all of which are made of dry sounds like daisy flowers.
Bamboo in the mountains in spring (said by Pei of the Tang Dynasty)
Several green bamboo poles resemble dragon shapes, and they are steep and tall. They grow here.
Infinite wild flowers cannot bloom, and the cold color in the middle of the mountain competes with spring.
Yong Bamboo (Zhang Bi, Tang Dynasty)
The trees are colorful and the leaves are blooming, and the kings and grandsons are not tired of filling the courtyard.
No one can see Ling Shuang at the end of the festival, and I am waiting humbly for the Phoenix to come.
Who allows romance to add joy and self-pity to the dust.
There are many idle areas everywhere in Zhumen, just like moving clouds to caress the green moss.
Shuangyun Pavilion (Song Dynasty, Su Shi)
The new bamboo basket cannot be restrained, and Chanjuan is already old and cold.
To see the hint of frost, you have to wait for the autumn wind to fall.
Everything in the Garden (Song Dynasty, Su Che)
Bamboo does not grow in cold areas, although it often looks like a disease.
The root of the plant is hidden in a dark place, but the leaves are so fierce when they open.
Chanjuan looks like ice and snow, scattered by the wind and sun.
Prosperity can be seen in solitary depths, and one person is the enemy of thousands of hectares.
It reminds me of the towering forests and cliffs on the river.
In the absence of wind, the bamboo basket floats by itself, and the wind sings along the deserted path.
Hsinchu (Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli)
The east wind cleverly repairs the remaining mountains, and adds several poles of jade in one night.
Half-undressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring.
Ode to East Lake Hsinchu (Song Dynasty, Lu You)
Insert thorns and weave fences to protect them, and cultivate the cold green ripples.
The cool breeze sweeps over the earth and autumn arrives first, and the red sun travels until noon.
When I untied the bamboo basket, I heard a rustling sound, and when I put it down, I saw the leaves for the first time.
I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my instructions everywhere.
Wild Bamboo (Wuzhen, Yuan Dynasty)
Wild Bamboo is absolutely lovely, with sparse branches and leaves that look real.
I have always stayed far away from Jingzhen, walking along cliffs and crossing stone paths.
Embracing the river of Jieshan Mountain humbly, the breeze is whirling in the white moon.
What will happen if the cold shoots thousands of feet away? There is a lot of wind and smoke in Qi'ao, Weichuan River.
Song of New Bamboo Shoots (Yue Dai, Ming Dynasty)
The forest is full of yellow birds singing, and the new bamboo shoots in the forest are among the people.
The spring breeze stalks the mountain rabbit behind closed doors, and the dew drops in the day scare the bamboo rooster.
Spring has passed for three days in the rain, and I added a few more flowers near the stone bed.
The generals will turn their heads towards the blue clouds, regardless of the broken green moss in front of the steps.
Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty. Zheng Xie)
Stick to the green mountains and never relax, the roots are still in the broken rocks.
After countless hardships, I am still strong, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south.
Bamboo (Qing Dynasty. Zheng Xie)
One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves.
Since I don’t bloom, I don’t want to attract bees and butterflies.
Bamboo
Li He of the Tang Dynasty
Enter the water, the light moves, and the green shadows appear in spring.
The bamboo shoots are growing in the dew, and the moss color is frosty on the roots.
The weaving can bear the fragrance and sweat, and the planting is worthy of fishing for cotton scales.
Pine
Two poems about planting pine
Tang Bai Juyi
The small pine has not grown into a ruler, but the beloved hand has moved away.
The background color of the canyon is green, and the clouds are moist and the smoke is falling.
I am too old to be planted, and too late to grow into a king.
How can I plant branches of this size when I am over forty?
Whether it is clear or not, life is rare.
I love you so much that I hold you in my arms for the whole night, and I love you with my sincere words.
If you want to be seen by the court, you should plant a king in front of the steps.
If you know that you are dead, you will be dead, but if you are not dead, you will be in the clouds.
Pine at the bottom of the stream
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
There are pine trees hundreds of feet tall,
Born in the cold and humble bottom of the stream.
The mountains are deep and dangerous, and there is no way to survive.
It is hard to make it through old age and death.
The emperor's bright hall lacks beams.
There are two things that are not known when one seeks the other.
Who said that Cang Cang has the will to create things?
But the materials are not the same as the earth.
Jin Zhang Shilu was originally poor,
The cow's clothes were humble and the mink and cicada were expensive.
Diao Chan and Niuyi,
Although there are differences between high and low.
Those who are high may not be wise, and those who are low may not be stupid.
Don’t you see the corals growing on the bottom of the sea?
White elms have been planted in the sky.
Pine Tree
Tang Bai Juyi
Platinum is exchanged for green pine trees. Since you planted them first, I will not plant them.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and it secretly brings good sounds late at night.
Tingsong
Tang Bai Juyi
What is there under the hall? Ten pines are my order.
The buildings are disordered and have no order, and the heights are uneven.
The taller one is three feet long, and the lower one is ten feet lower.
It’s like a wild animal, I don’t know who planted it.
It is connected to the green tile house and the white sand terrace.
There is wind and moon in the morning and dusk, drying dampness and dust-free mud.
The rhyme of autumn maple is sparse, and the summer is cool and desolate.
In the late spring, it rains slightly, and the coir rain is full of leaves.
It’s snowy at the end of the year, and the branches are covered with white jade.
The four seasons are interesting, and all the trees are different.
I bought this house last year and it was widely criticized.
For a family of twenty, the transfer is easy.
There is nothing to gain from moving here, but you have to open your mind.
This is a good friend, why should we make friends with talented people?
Looking after me is like a layman, the crown takes away the dust.
I am always ashamed of not being called the pine master.
Song
Tang Chengyanxiong
The reputation of the doctor has been heard in ancient and modern times, and Panqu Guzhen is even more outstanding.
It will be said that Lingtou is free, and there are still a few clouds hanging in the sunset.
Xiaosong
Tangdu Xunhe
Since I was a child, I have been thorny in the deep grass, but now I am gradually aware of the basil.
At that time, people did not know the Lingyun tree, and they waited until Lingyun began to flourish.
Four Pines
Tang Du Fu
When the Four Pines first moved, they were probably three feet strong. It has been three years since I came here, and I have been separated for as long as a person.
Keep an eye on the roots and ignore the withered branches. The quiet color is good for the hair, and the sparse branches are also hidden.
The small fence inserted also has a dike. Finally, the damage was transferred, and I had to be stingy with the yellow leaves.
If you dare to be the master of the old forest, the common people of Li are still not in good health. The thieves have just returned from hiding. The hall is full of spring grass.
Looking at the things, I sigh at the decline and decline, and hereby comfort the desolation. The breeze blows for me and sprinkles my face like a slight frost.
It’s enough to send off the old lady and wait for the rest. I was born without any roots, and I am also confused about my destiny.
If you are sentimental and compose poetry, your deeds can be forgotten. Don't worry about how miserable the sky will be after a thousand years.
Xiaosong
Tangdu Xunhe
Since I was a child, I have been thorny in the deep grass, but now I am gradually aware of the basil.
At that time, people did not know the Lingyun tree, and they waited until Lingyun began to flourish.
The ancient pine is inspiring
The Huangfu pine of the Tang Dynasty
The power of the emperor and the queen’s soil makes me want to live this life. I am not equal whether I am high or low, if it is the love of heaven and earth.
My family has a moral background and aims to promote civilization. The family collected four hundred volumes of the Independent Heaven and Earth Scripture.
How can I envy Zhu Hun-rong when I send you a message about the beauty of green pine trees? The great light shines, leaving behind this fragrant fragrance.
Nanxuan Pine
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
There is a solitary pine in Nanxuan, and the leaves are flowing. When the breeze is leisurely, the whole day and night are free and unrestrained.
The ancient moss is green in the shade, and the color is dyed with autumn mist. How can it soar to the sky and reach thousands of feet?
"Gift to Congdi" (Three Kingdoms) Liu Zhen has pines on the Tingting Mountain and a stroke in the Sesu Valley. How loud is the sound of the wind, how strong are the branches of the pine trees. The frost is miserable, but the whole year is always upright. Wouldn't it be cold? Pines and cypresses have their own nature.
"Ode to History·Part 2" (Eastern Jin Dynasty) Zuo Si
The pines at the bottom of the stream are gloomy, and the seedlings on the mountain are far away. With its stems an inch in diameter, it shades this hundred-foot strip.
The worldly king is in a high position, and he is handsome and humble to his subordinates. The terrain makes this happen, and it has a long history.
Jin Zhang's old business, Qi Ye Er Han Diao. Isn't Feng Gong great? His head is white and he doesn't see any moves.
"Fifty of the Eighty-Two Poems of Huaihua" Ruan Ji
Walking along the three thoroughfares. Melancholy and thoughts. Why don't you meet me today? There is a sense of trance. Qiao Song was born in the lake. Unexpected for eternity. Tall birds fly high into the sky. Ling Yun is having fun. There is no such thing as a lone traveler. It's time to shed tears and feel sad.
"Thirteen of the Eighty-Two Poems of Huaihua" Ruan Ji
Climb high and visit the surrounding fields. Looking north to the green mountains. The pines and cypresses shade the hills. Birds chirp and pass by. Feeling sad. Resentment often causes much suffering. Li Gongbei's east gate. Su Zi narrows three rivers. Seek benevolence and gain benevolence. How can I sigh again?
"Sixty-five of the Eighty-Two Poems of Huaihua" Ruan Ji
Go out to the east gate. Looking at Shouyangji in the distance. The pines and cypresses are gloomy. The oriole is yellow and playful. Happy Nine Songs.
Wandering about what to do. Think of me in ordinary times. Yu Ran thinks of the enchantress.
"A Poem of Songs about Pines in Ji Zhong" (Jin Dynasty) by Xie Daoyun
Looking at the pine trees on the mountain from a distance, they cannot wither in the middle of winter. I would like to swim down and take a rest, looking at the thousands of rivers. He couldn't rise in leaps and bounds, but Wang Qiao stopped.
Tao Yuanming's "Twenty Poems on Drinking": Birds are lost in their habitat. Still flying alone at dusk. Wandering without end. Every night the sound turns sad. Li Xiangsi thinks of the early morning. Where to stay when you are far away? Because of the solitary pine. Lianhe comes back from afar. The strong wind has no glorious trees. This shade alone never fades. You've got what you need. Never contradict each other for thousands of years.
"Poem of Ode to Cold Pines" (Southern Dynasties) Fan Yun
Repair the strips to brush the Han Dynasty. Dense leaves obscure the sky. Lingfeng knows Jin Festival. Bear the snow and see your true heart.
"Gong Yan Lu sent Ting Yun back to Cuiwei Temple" (Tang Dynasty) Lu Lun
Ting Yun Hui studied this Confucianism and Buddhism, and his sleeves have traces of Yan Xuzhen's cursive writing. I wrote poems about three invitations during the first meal, and told me to whip my whip and make a sound. The temple hangs a golden plaque halfway up the mountain, and the stone road is desolate and the pine trees are dead.
The tiger tracks are as big as a bucket of snow, and the leap moon and dusk are gone.
"Pine at the Bottom of the Stream" (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
There are pines hundreds of feet tall and ten meters wide, which grow at the bottom of the stream in a cold and humble place. The mountains are dangerous and dangerous, and there are no roads for people to live in. It is difficult to survive old age and death. The emperor's bright hall is in short supply of beams, and there are two things he does not know when he seeks the other.
Who said that Cang Cang has the will to create things, but the materials are not the same as the earth. Jin Zhang Shilu was originally Xianxian,
The cow's clothes are humble and the mink and cicada are expensive. Although there are differences between Diao Chan and Niu Yi, the one who is high may not be wise, and the one who is low may not be stupid. Don’t you see that there are corals growing on the bottom of the sea, and white elms growing in the sky!
"Inscription on the pine trees in front of the temple" (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi
The long pine trees in Yanya invade the small stone stream. The stillness will meet the flowing water, and the high mountains and distant peaks will be in harmony. The green cover is densely covered with smoke, and the flowers are covered with snow. I sit with the monk in the clear shadow, and use the crane to stabilize the branches. It's difficult to write with a similar shape, and it's easy to get confused by the rhyme of the piano. The wind blows like a maple on a summer day, and the dew on a clear night is miserable. The only agreement is to rely on the house, and the leisurely walk is around the road. Mr. Dongliang, don't pick it up, and stay with you to live in seclusion.
"The Lonely Pine" (Tang Dynasty) Liu Zongyuan
The lonely pine stops with a green cover and supports its roots to face Guang Road. If you don't take risks to protect yourself, you will make mistakes.
"Little Pine" (Tang Dynasty) Du Xunhe
Since I was a child, I have been thorny in the deep grass, but now I am gradually aware of the basil.
At that time, people did not know the Lingyun tree, and they waited until Lingyun began to flourish.
"Ode to the Pine" (Song Dynasty) by Wu Fu
The ancients always planted pine trees on the road to help people's hearts.
If you can increase your planting today, you will see it remain green forever.
"Ode to the Pine" (Qing Dynasty) Lu Huixin
Skinny rocks and cold plum blossoms are close neighbors, and the pavilion does not change the four seasons of spring. It should be noted that Aoxue Lingshuang is not from the prosperous team.
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Leaving Jingci Temple to see off Lin Zifang at dawn
Yang Wanli
After all, in the middle of June in West Lake,
The scenery is different from the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
Small Pond
Yang Wanli
The spring silently cherishes the trickle,
The shade of the tree shines on the water and makes the eyes soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners,
A dragonfly has already stood on its head
The hibiscus on Qian's pond ~ Wen Zhengming
September The flowers in the south of the Yangtze River have stopped, and the hibiscus is lingering in Zhongzhou. The beauty smiles across the water, and the setting sun still brings sadness.
The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows the golden city in autumn. Looking at each other in old age is useless, there is a kind of tranquility in the pond.
Furong~Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
The most pity is the few red and pink marks, the small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water. Looking at myself in shock and pity, Xishi originally lived in Zhuluo Village.