1. Poems about Fang with good meaning
Poems about Fang with good meaning 1. Does anyone know which poems contain "Fang"
"Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" Tang Bai Juyi left the original grassland, and the grass withered and flourished every year.
Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
I sent the king and grandson off again, feeling sad and full of farewell. "Early Spring Southern Expedition Sends to Friends in Luozhong" Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty The beauty of Chu is thousands of miles away, so why would a traveler bother to take credit?
Traveling geese are seen in the fragrant forest, and choughs are noisy in the waiting hall. When spring comes, grass grows by the river, and flowers bloom on the water.
A bottle of wine in the east wind makes me miss home alone in the new year. "Spring in the Jade House" Song Xin Qiji Before the wind, I wanted to persuade the spring to live, but the spring was on Fangcao Road in the south of the city.
The flowers do not fall with the water, but become floating catkins on the mud. The stars in the mirror are already wrong, and people live up to their spring and self-confidence.
When people return to their dreams, they are far away from their sorrows, only in the wind and rain of pear blossoms. "Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty. The beautiful sun finds its beauty on the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. That's all I thought of.
2. Fragrant idioms with good meanings
1. Fanglan Jingti Fanglan: the aroma of orchid; Jingti: all over the body. Full of fragrance. It is a metaphor for elegant behavior. Excellent style.
2. Fang Nian Hua Yue Fang Nian: young age. Refers to the beautiful years.
3. Fragrant and fragrant: refers to the fragrance; Fu: fragrance; Fragrant: strong fragrance .Describes a very strong aroma.
4. Langui Qifang Langui: a good name for other people’s children and grandchildren; Fang: a metaphor for virtue and beautiful voice. It used to mean that children and grandchildren are both noble and prosperous at the same time.
Extended information:
Ancient poems with the word "Fang"
1. Zhan Chunfang·The red apricots are gone
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The red apricots are gone, and the young peaches are gone , occupy Chunfang alone. No better than the orchid musk deer in the world, it is naturally fragrant and fragrant.
Don’t forget about wine. Like a beautiful woman, combined with bright light. I only worry about the flowers falling when the flute blows, except for King Ning.
Translation
The red apricot flowers have bloomed, the delicate peach blossoms have withered, and the pear blossoms bloom alone in late spring. How can the orchid and musk compare with the pear blossoms? The aroma of pear blossoms comes naturally and deeply, as if it comes from the very bones.
Drinking wine and admiring the flowers, I recall the beauty of the wine, which is like a geisha's "beautiful lady", and also has the fragrance of tea flowers, pear blossoms! Don't let the flute of the season blow; otherwise, you will be worried about King Ning who was appointed the founding father.
2. Fragrant Tree
Southern and Northern Dynasties: Xiao Yan
The green tree begins to fragrant, and the fragrant tree is not a leaf.
One leaf catches the spring breeze, and its fragrance connects itself.
The colors are messy and uneven, and the flowers overlap.
The overlap is inconceivable, who can be happy thinking about it.
Translation
In the blink of an eye, the trees turned green, and the breeze passed by, exuding the fragrance of the trees. This fragrance cannot be emitted by just one leaf. When one leaf experiences the spring breeze, all the leaves begin to emit fragrance, and the fragrances are connected, making it so intoxicating. But when autumn comes, the leaves of the trees will turn yellow and wither, the colors will also appear rusty under the force of the autumn wind, and the flowers will fall one after another. There are piles of yellow flowers everywhere in your eyes. You must not think too much when you see such a desolate scene. How can it make people feel happy when it evokes the sentimentality of the fleeting years?
3. Man Tingfang·Wojiao has a false reputation
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Wojiao has a false reputation and makes little profit, but he is very busy. Everything is decided in advance, who is weak and who is strong. While I'm still young, let me go and let some of my kids go crazy. In a hundred years, the Ping Cult was awakened, with 36,000 events. (Just let me go. 1 work: Let me go)
Thinking. How much can we do, worry about the wind and rain, half of them hinder each other, so why bother talking about short stories and long stories to the death. Fortunately, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the moss is spreading and the clouds are high. The south of the Yangtze River is good, a thousand bells of fine wine, and a song that fills the courtyard.
Translation
What is it worth to be busy with for a small fame and small profit? Gains and losses in fame and fortune are caused by free causes. Those who gain may not be strong, and those who lose may not be weak. Hurry up while your idle body is still young, put aside your restraints, indulge yourself, and be free and at ease. Even if I only have a hundred years, I would like to enjoy it thirty-six thousand times.
If you think about it, half of your life is disturbed by sorrow and wind and rain. Why is there any need to talk long and short all day long? It is better to face the cool breeze and bright moon, use the green moss as the mattress, use the high clouds as the curtain, and live peacefully. Life in Jiangnan is so good, with a thousand bells of fine wine and the elegant song "Fu Ting Fang".
4. Qing Ping Le·Cai Fang Ren Yao
Song Dynasty: Zhang Yan
Cai Fang Ren Yao suddenly felt less wandering. Guests see a lot of grass in spring, but they are always distracted by poems and sorrows.
Last year the swallows were at the end of the world, who will be the swallows this year? Listening to the rain at night during the third month of the month is not a time to encourage flowers.
Translation
The girl who collected flowers and plants disappeared without a trace, and I suddenly lost my mood for sightseeing. When living in a foreign land, I always write poems to express my sorrows, and those who have the heart to appreciate the spring scene carefully.
Last year’s swallows have flown to the far south. Whose house should this year’s swallows land on? Don't listen to the wind and rain at night in late spring in March. The sound of rain does not make the flowers bloom, but you can see red falling everywhere.
5. Change the tone of the garden to the fragrant grass pond
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The fragrant grass pond, the green courtyard, the late clear and cold weather seeped through the window screen. Jade hook and golden lock, no matter if it is a guest. On the table in front of the lonely Lord, I only worry about the ends of the world. Can you stay? The wine is gone, but there are still pear blossoms.
At that time, I was rewarded with a prize, and I used incense to smoke my sleeves and a live fire to distribute tea. As far as the eye can see, there are dragons and arrogant horses, and flowing water is like a light car. Don't be afraid of the violent wind and rain, just be right, cook wine and write flowers. Nowadays, it is no longer a hug, is it like the old days?
Translation
There is a fragrant scent of vanilla beside the pond, and a green courtyard is somewhat shady. On this sunny evening, a slight chill penetrated the thin window screen. The poet's thoughts at this moment are like the water in a pond. On a clear evening, the setting sun reflects red on the surface, and there are boundless thoughts hidden deep in it, including thoughts of the homeland, nostalgia for relatives, and longing for friends. But these are not there, I am like vanilla, the lonely fragrance, withering day by day in the gradually getting stronger autumn.
3. Poems about Fang
See if there are any poems below that can express your feelings, all of which contain the word "Fang". I hope I can help you, I wish your dreams come true and join hands with the "Fang" girl as soon as possible!
Peach Blossoms at Dalin Temple Bai Juyi
April is full of beauty in the world,
The peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring,
I don’t know where to turn.
Sighing the Flowers by Du Mu
It is late to find spring,
There is no need to be melancholy and complain about the fragrance.
The strong wind has shed all the crimson color,
The green leaves have turned into shades and covered the branches.
Spring Snow Han Yu
The new year is not yet full of youth,
I was surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.
Late Spring Han Yu
The grass and trees know that spring will return soon,
All kinds of red and purple compete with each other.
The poplars and elm pods have no ideas,
but they can only solve the problem of flying snow all over the sky.
Drunk under the Flowers by Li Shangyin
Looking for the fragrance, I don’t realize that I am drunk by the flowing clouds.
The sun is already setting when I lean against the tree and sleep.
After the guests sobered up late at night, they held red candles and admired the remaining flowers.
Fragrant grass in Luo Ye
The fragrant grass and smoke are warmer and greener.
The main roads in Xianmen are connected for a while.
Every year, a brief summary of human affairs.
Only spring is unfavorable to the world.
Farewell to Wang Wei and Meng Haoran
How can I wait for silence? I will return to the sky.
I want to find fragrant grass, but I regret not meeting my old friend.
Who knows who is lying on the road? Good friends are rare in the world.
You should only keep your loneliness, but also cover up the gate of your hometown.
Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains Wang Wei
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.
Li Qingzhao with reddish lips
Lonely in the deep boudoir,
An inch of soft intestine contains a thousand strands of sorrow.
Cherish the passing of spring,
It will rain at some time to encourage flowers.
Leaning all over the corridor,
Just without emotion.
Where are the people?
The sky is full of fragrant grass.
I can’t see the way back.
Yellow Crane Tower Cui Hao
In the past, people had taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here.
The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.
There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass.
Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.
Beside the broken bridge outside the post,
Lonely and without an owner,
It is already dusk and I am worried alone,
It is even more windy and rainy .
There is no intention of fighting for spring,
Once all the flowers are jealous,
It will be scattered into mud and crushed into dust,
Only the fragrance remains the same.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. "Grass" by Bai Juyi
Life lasts for a thousand years, but prosperity and decline last for a hundred years. ---Xie Fangde
"Yellow Crane Tower" Cui Hao
In the past, people had taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower was vacant here.
The yellow crane will never return, and the white clouds will remain empty for thousands of years.
There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass.
Where is Rimu Xiangguan? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad.
"The fragrant grass recombines the fragrant grass"
The fragrant grass recombines the fragrant grass, and there is a lonely person leaning against the building. The bright moon comes again, where does it shine on Lizhou? There is no hope of meeting each other, and I hate knowing each other. As the sun sets and the sky turns cold, it belongs to jade, and the cardamom in the wild river is heavily green.
4. Poems related to Fang
1. Su Shi of the Song Dynasty's "Man Ting Fang·Wojiao has a false reputation":
Wojiao has a false reputation, and the petty profit is small, and it is calculated. Very busy here.
Everything is decided in advance, whoever is weak will be strong.
While I am still young, let me and others go crazy.
In a hundred years, the Hun religion was in a state of intoxication, thirty-six thousand times. consider.
How much can we do, worry about the wind and rain, half of them hinder each other, so why bother talking about the short story and the long story to the death.
Fortunately, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, the moss is spreading and the clouds are high.
Jiangnan is good, a thousand bells of fine wine, and a song that fills the garden.
Definition: What is it worth to keep busy with for a small name and small profit? Gains and losses of fame and fortune are caused by free causes. Those who gain may not be strong, and those who lose may not be weak. Hurry up while your idle body is still young, put aside your restraints, indulge yourself, and be free and at ease. Even if I only have a hundred years, I would like to enjoy it thirty-six thousand times.
If you think about it, half of your life is disturbed by sorrow and wind and rain. Why is there any need to talk long and short all day long? It is better to face the cool breeze and bright moon, use the green moss as the mattress, use the high clouds as the curtain, and live peacefully. Life in Jiangnan is so good, with a thousand bells of fine wine and the elegant song "Fu Ting Fang".
2. "Qing Ping Le·Cai Fang Ren Yao" by Zhang Yan of the Song Dynasty:
When people collect fragrant flowers in Yao, they suddenly feel less wandering.
In the guest room, I see a lot of grass in spring, but I am always distracted by poetry and sorrow.
Last year the swallows were at the end of the world, who will be the swallows this year?
Listening to the rain at night during the third month of the month is not a time to encourage flowers.
Interpretation: The girl collecting flowers and plants has disappeared without a trace, and I suddenly lost my mood for sightseeing. When you are living in a foreign land, you always write poems to express your sorrows. Those who have the heart to appreciate the spring scenery carefully. Last year's swallows have flown to the far south. Whose house should this year's swallows land on? Don't listen to the wind and rain at night in late spring in March. The sound of rain does not make the flowers bloom, but you can see red falling everywhere.
3. Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty's "Changing the Tune in the Garden, Fragrant Grass Pond":
The fragrant grass pond, the green courtyard, the late clear and cold light penetrates the window screen.
Jade hook and golden lock, no matter if it is a guest. On the table in front of the lonely Lord, I only worry about the ends of the world.
Can I stay? When the wine is gone, there are still pear blossoms.
At that time, I was rewarded with a prize, and I used incense to smoke my sleeves and a live fire to distribute tea.
As far as the eye can see, there are dragons and horses, and flowing water and light cars. Don't be afraid of the violent wind and rain, just be right, cook wine and write flowers.
Nowadays, it is not a hug, is it like the old days?
Definition: Spring grass grows in the pond, there is green shade in the courtyard, and the setting sun shines through the screen window with a hint of chill. Someone clicked the golden lock on the door, and it must be a guest. But there were no guests on the table, no wine in the glass, and I just worried that Lin'an was not my hometown. What can be retained? The pear blossoms have all fallen, but luckily there are still pear blossoms.
I think back then I was also a popular person in the society. I would often light incense to scent my sleeves, make tea over the fire and pour it into everyone's cups. What is Long Jiao Ma, it is something that I am familiar with. I enjoyed life to the fullest back then, and I don't care about the storm now. I still make my wine and look at the remaining flowers after the storm. At the moment, my mood is very heavy, and it is completely different from the carefree situation in the past.
4. "Shuilongyin·The oriole is lazily fragrant and fragrant" by Zhang Kai of the Song Dynasty:
The oriole is lazi and fragrant, and the willow flowers are falling on the main embankment.
Flying and dancing lightly, stippling the green forest, without any thought.
Take advantage of the leisure time and quietly visit the deep courtyard, the door is closed for a long time.
The beaded curtain is loose and about to fall down, and is lifted up by the quilt and wind in front of it.
The beautiful woman sleeps in the orchid tent, her strange spring clothes are stained with snow, the embroidered bed is getting full, and there are countless fragrant balls, which are round but broken.
I see bees from time to time, sticking their backs to light powder, and fish swallowing the pond water. Looking at the road to Zhangtai, Jinan is wandering, and there are tears.
Definition: The swallows are busy, the orioles are lazy, and the flowers are fragrant. On the willow embankment, the poplars are falling, gently stretching, gracefully dancing, and dotted among the green trees, which reminds people of Han Yu's poem "There is no talent in poplars and elm pods". Yang Hua leisurely took advantage of the spring breeze and quietly entered the deep courtyard.
At this time, the gates of Rijo are closed, and people are scattered around the bead curtains. Slowly, I wanted to float into the boudoir, but just like before, I was lifted up by the wind. The young woman is sleeping in the beautiful jade tent. Poplar flowers are covered with the young woman's spring clothes, clinging like flying snow and lightly decorated like jade. The beautiful embroidery bed was soon covered with countless fragrant balls, and then they became round, and soon they were broken again.
The young woman could not sleep. From time to time there were bees flying with pollen on her body, and there were fish playing in the pond. Looking at the willow-covered Zhangtai Road where my husband was wandering, I couldn't help but burst into tears. The road was deserted and there was no news.
5. "Occupying Chunfang·Red Apricots" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty:
When the red apricots are gone, the young peaches are gone, and I can only occupy the Chunfang.
No better than the orchid musk deer in the world, it is naturally fragrant and fragrant.
Don’t forget about wine. Like a beautiful woman, combined with bright light.
I only worry about the flowers falling when the flute blows, except for King Ning.
Interpretation: The red apricot flowers have bloomed, the delicate peach blossoms have withered, and the pear blossoms bloom alone in late spring. How can the orchid and musk compare with the pear blossoms? The aroma of pear blossoms comes naturally and deeply, as if it comes from the very bones. Drinking wine and admiring the flowers, I recall that the wine is as beautiful as a singing prostitute, and has the fragrance of a tea flower, pear blossoms! Don't let the flute of the season blow; otherwise, you will be worried about King Ning who was appointed the founding father.
5. Beautiful words or poems with the word "Fang" ~
Su Shi's Butterfly Love Flower
The flowers have faded to red, green and apricot.
When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches. Where in the world is there no fragrant grass?
The swing inside the wall and the road outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women smiling inside the wall. The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
Changting Road with green poplars and fragrant grass is easy to get to when you are young; dreaming about the clock at the top of the building is still there, and the March rain is sad at the bottom of the flowers.
Outside the Changting Pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are fragrant grasses. The sky is blue. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
The grass is green again, and the apricot blossoms are still red.
There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and Parrot Island with luxuriant grass. Where is the Rimu Township Pass? The smoke on the Yanbo River makes people sad.
Tang Murong's poem "Gift to Ouyang Zhan": "The broken clouds outside the island condense the distant sun, and the fragrant grass at the end of the world makes me sad."
Song Yang Guanqing's "Butterfly Love Flower" lyrics: "The green resents the red and worries about the spring. The fragrant grass at the end of the world makes people heartbroken. A cloud of paper leaves the fish flying far away."
The fragrant grass at the end of the world loses its way. It's spring again, and spring is gone in a hurry. The time is in the black rabbit, and the emotions are in the orioles. The clouds are at the end of the fog, and the creeks and bridges are crossed, which are all the places where spring sorrow falls. Drink wine to persuade the setting sun, and stand among the flowers.