★ It's really quiet to climb the cypress bushes. The air is full of the bitter taste of cypress leaves, as if surrounded by the incense of Qionglou Xiange. ★ The round buds on the French sycamore tree have spread out like lavender horns.
★ In the warm wind of early spring, the sky is full of fluffy yellow flying flowers of buttonwood trees, like strange snow falling in the sky. ★ The tall banyan tree has numerous air roots, like the braids of Uighur girls.
★ The thriving old banyan trees are hung with fluffy beards, like several old people in the dragon bell, lazily huddled together for a nap. ★ The air roots of this big banyan tree hang down from the trunk more than 20 feet high and plunge into the ground. 30 to 50 pieces vary in thickness, making a huge harp.
★ The roots of the ancient banyan tree are like dragons, and the skin is like cracked rocks, like a centenarian, stroking its long beard. ★ There is an ancient pagoda tree in the yard, with many knots and bumps, just like a bony old man.
★ An old locust tree in the corner of the yard did not move, and the messy dead branches seemed to throw a fishing net into the sky. ★ The spring wind blows gently, and the drizzle moistens quietly. The brown buds on the elm tree turned into soft yellow-green round coins.
★ The trunk of the old elm is thick, and the bark splits together, like a large fish scale. ★ This old elm tree, in this endless sand sea, is like a kind old man, holding a huge green umbrella high, sheltering pedestrians from the wind and rain and the sun.
★ Willows hang weakly, as if to get into the ground to avoid the hot sun. ★ Several rows of rotten willows hang down like hair, stripped their leaves and swaying in the cold wind.
★ The branches of willow trees have sprouted yellow buds, which are like the small mouths of chickens. ★ The drizzle is like dust, and the willows by the lake are dripping with crystal water, like the hair of a girl who has just taken a bath.
The willows on both sides of the dam, some like white-haired old people, some like girls with long hair shawls, are long dams, which are separated into a corridor with beaded curtains. ★ A line of willows is half immersed in the water, as if a group of girls lifted their skirts and stood in the moonlight washing their long hair.
★ The willows hang down their slender and soft branches freely, just like a girl who has just washed her hair without braiding her long hair. ★ Rain and fog swirl on the willow leaves, rustling sand, like a girl stroking the strings, and like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.
★ The willows on both sides of the river changed from light green to dark green, swaying new soft branches and reflecting them on the river, which made the river dyed green, as if an emerald river was running eastward. ★ Losing the scaly bark crisscrossed by green willows is like wrinkles on the face of a silent old man.
★ When you walk on the road, the flying sheep often surround you from left to right, or touch your clothes or face, and they are entangled. This will remind people of the ancient poem "Even when a wild goose flies, it also has feelings"
★ The birch forest is like groups of slim girls in white dresses. ★ The white lotus after the rain has a unique style.
The water drops on the lotus leaf roll around and shine like broken pearls. Drops of water dripped from the bud, and the newly opened Bai Lianhua was crystal clear and lovely, wrapped in silver and as bright as the moon.
★ Bai Lianhua is like a peach blossom, but the rain can't destroy it, and it is like a peony being suddenly sprayed without mud; It seems that the Spring Festival is elegant and affectionate, but the fruit is not proud. ★ Under the morning sun, among the green trees, a string of longan is like a chubby little urchin, grinning.
★ Hawthorn began to turn red, like a shy little girl, hiding to show half her face. Cherry blossoms covered the stockade like white clouds.
★ Autumn, reddish persimmons, like a flame, amaze you. ★ Every persimmon tree is burning with a passionate flame, showing off the news of a bumper harvest of oranges to people.
★ There are blue clouds in the vineyard, and the dense grapes are like pearl towers, such as piles of jade beads. Every grape is like a big and shiny "cat's eye", which makes people sweet. ★ The grape named "Crystal" is long, green and crystal clear. It really looks like it was carved with crystal and jade.
★ Under the lush leaves, a bunch of grapes, some purple and some green, are covered with shelves, like agate and jade. ★ Red pomegranate flowers are hung on the tree, and the pomegranate tree is dressed like a shy girl.
★ Mature pomegranate sometimes bursts, just like a child's mouth is wide open, revealing neat teeth. ★ All the pomegranates are cracked, revealing pomegranate seeds like teeth, and the leaves on the top are gathered together like bows, which is more beautiful.
★ In late autumn, all the pomegranates on this tree have cracked their mouths, as if they were blooming flowers. ★ Pomegranates are ripe, spreading their lovely round faces and smiling faces like dolls, scrambling to report the good news of maturity to people.
★ When the pomegranate fruit is ripe, it will crack a bite, revealing pearls and agate-like seeds, like white teeth when a girl smiles. The leaves of coconut trees are like long feathers. When there is wind, the shadows of trees sway, and when there is no wind, they are elegant and beautiful.
★ Tall and straight coconut trees with leaves scattered under the blue sky like peacock tails. ★ A tall coconut tree is like a sun umbrella, always leaning towards the sea and slightly bending.
★ The distant Woods are shining with faint green light, and the green leaves are gently shaken in the breeze, as if singing a beautiful song. ★ The Woods woke up, combed their hair in the morning breeze, and were busy wiping the rosy glow on their faces.
★ The Woods are rustled by the breeze and look like the undulating waves of the sea from a distance. ★ The mottled tree shadows are clearly cast on the path, like a paper-cut painting with suitable shades.
★ Deciduous poplars, elms and locust trees spread their branches like charcoal to the gray sky. ★ The forest in June is full of all kinds of wild flowers, which are as bright as gems and covered with brocade.
★ In the maple forest, countless red leaves are like red butterflies, covered with branches. ★ This huge maple forest is like a color mixing basin filled with pigments, which brings colorful and dazzling colors to tourists at once: red, crimson, reddish, orange, medium yellow, purple ... it is simply everything, making people dizzying.
★ The maple leaves over the mountains are red, as red as sunset glow and as red as fire.
2. Poems about plants 1, spring outing in Qiantang Lake.
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
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.
Vernacular translation:
Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake.
Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.
Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall.
The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
2. "Hope of Spring"
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Vernacular translation:
Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation.
Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred.
The continuous war has continued until now, and there are few letters at home. A letter is worth tens of thousands of gold.
Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.
3. Song of Chile
The author is anonymous in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild. See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
Vernacular translation:
At the foot of Yinshan Mountain is the vast plain of Chile. The sky in Chilechuan looks like a felt tent where herders live.
Its four sides are connected with the earth, the blue sky is endless, and the green Yuan Ye is endless. When the wind blows to the grass, flocks of cattle and sheep appear and disappear.
4. Chun Xue
Author Han Yu, Tang Dynasty,
The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds.
Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.
Vernacular translation:
The new year has come, but there are no fragrant flowers. Until February, I was surprised to find that some grass sprouted.
Snow also thinks that spring is too late, so it deliberately turns into a flower and flies around among the trees in the yard.
5. Qingpingle Villagers' Residence
Author Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
Vernacular translation:
The eaves of the hut are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Wu dialect, slightly drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose is that old man with white hair?
The eldest son hoes beans, and the second son is busy knitting chicken coops. My favorite is the rogue's youngest son, who is lying on the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off newly picked lotus flowers.
3. Famous poems about plants: [plum blossom] 1. There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. I'm not talking about fighting for spring, but a group of people are jealous.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. 3. The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant.
4. Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
5. jade bone's ice muscles are unique, and the cliff is Ao Shuang. 6. Frost deceives snow without fear, and the colder it is, the more fragrant it is.
7. narcissism is far away, and I want to call Dongfeng newspaper early spring. 1。 Short strips blow short long dikes with oriole Chen Wenjing on them.
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. 3. Two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets soaring into the sky, [Begonia] 1. In Clear Autumn, Fang Qiong is exposed, and Su Ying shakes the window beside the jade.
2. Do you know, do you know? It should be [Lotus Lotus] 1. 2. Clear but not evil, spotless, you can watch from a distance and not play. Dragonflies have been standing on the sharp feet of the river for a long time. [Chrysanthemum] 1. * * * sitting on the edge of the fence is more and more inclined, and the golden core is flowing.
2. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, so there is no bloom. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday on the mountain.
[Apricot] 1. All love can't be caged, and an apricot comes out of the wall. 2. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. 3. The small building listened to the spring rain all night, and the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty sold apricot flowers. [Bamboo] 1. Insist on the castle peak, its root lies in the broken rock. Young bamboo shoots are precious on the dining table and are used to benefit the people.
3. A gentleman with an open mind has a good reputation, and a clear conscience is better than a saint. [Maple Leaf] Stop to sit in the love maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers [pine tree] 1. The wind and rain do not fade, and the ice and snow do not deceive.
2. I sent the old man to Nanshan, and first frost is gone. [Peach Blossom] 1. Do not compete with peony for beauty, only report spring fruit.
2. Fragrant and magnificent, Li Xingchun has a family. 3. Peach Blossom Lake is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
4. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. [Fanhua] 1. Thousands of miles of rice flowers should be beautiful, and the leaves of wugengtong are the best.
2. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, frogs can be heard. [Lu Hua] 1. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua.
2. Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere, and whoever flies home with swallows. [Pear] 1. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
2. The Pear Flower Garden dissolves the moon, and the catkin pool has a faint wind. Famous saying: 1 Man is a plant that makes thoughts blossom and bear fruit, just like a rose tree in full bloom and an apple tree full of apples. Antoine Faber Doliver II. True friendship is a slow-growing plant: Washington III. Natural talents are like natural plants, which need pruning through study.
Nature is like a seed, which can grow into both fragrant flowers and poisonous weeds, so people should always check it to cultivate the former and pull out the latter. Bacon 5. The seeds fell not in fertile soil, but in rubble. The seeds with vitality will never sigh pessimistically, because only with resistance can they be tempered.
Xia Yan six. The theory that made him devote himself to promoting its early realization will become stronger and more mature. No matter all laws are made and destroyed-just like a seed in the soil, no matter the cold in winter or the drought in summer, it still gives its full grain to human beings. When I was young, my life was like a flower-when the spring breeze came to her door to beg, one or two petals fell from her abundance, and she never thought it was a loss.
Now, my youth is gone, and my life is like a fruit. I have nothing to give away, just waiting to dedicate her and all the rich and sweet burdens. Tagore 8. The cause of fruit is noble, and the cause of flower is sweet; But let me do the business of leaves. They are covered with humility and concentration.
Tagore 9. The seeds of science grow for the people's harvest. Mendeleev 10. Talent only gives some seeds, not established knowledge and virtue.
These seeds need to be developed, and development can only be achieved through education and parenting. Kailov 1 1. Trees are not afraid of the wind, so why worry about the moon.
Anonymous 12. Ambition is the seedling of genius, and it will grow into a stout tree in fertile soil after being cultivated by hands that love labor. If you don't love labor and educate yourself, the seedlings of ambition will be uprooted and die.
Determining one's ambition and choosing a major are the source of happiness. Authors: Suhomlinski 13. Like trees in the forest, they all want to be proud and independent, but deep underground, their roots are intertwined, while above the ground, their branches and leaves are close to each other.
Zweig 14. When he planted a tree, he had seen the fruits of thousands of years and looked forward to the happiness of mankind. Such people are rare. Love this kind of person if you want to.
Chekhov 15. In this sad and bright March, I beat a horse from my thin youth, crossed violets, crossed kapok, crossed sadness and impermanence. Jing m country 16. Many ideas come from some kind of cultural accomplishment, just like buds growing on green branches.
Goethe 17. Those who plant trees need to prune their roots, while those who plant virtue need to prune their hearts. Wang Ming shouren 18. The root of education is bitter, but its fruit is sweet.
Aristotle 19. When you think about poetry in the green corridor of Xiancao, you can't smell the cigar smell of the manuscript that has lost its poetry. Balzac 20. The pure flower of love is conceived in the revolutionary ideal, grows in harmony and mutual assistance, and blooms in the same battle.
This flower of love rooted in like-minded people will not be blown away by strong winds, cut down by swords, locked in cages or destroyed by flames. It can stand any test. Zhang Chuanjia 2 1. Fame is a tasteless sunflower, wearing a gorgeous and vulgar golden crown; Friendship is a fresh rose, and the wrinkled petals exude a refreshing fragrance.
Sherlock Holmes 22. True friendship is not a melon vine, it will rise overnight and wither in a day. Charlotte Brontexq 23. Friendship is a tree that can provide shade.
Coleridge.
4. The poem about plants is 1. Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
(He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow") 2. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei's Acacia) 3. Why should Qiangdi blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci) 4. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the duck prophet on the riverside.
(Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) 5. Spring scenery can't be caged in the garden, and an apricot comes out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng's "Not Worth Visiting the Garden") 6. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
(Yang Wanli's Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple) 7. Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat. (Zhang "Fishing Songs") 8. I want to wet apricot flowers and rain, but I don't want to blow my face.
(Zhinan "Jueju") 9. If the spring rain breaks the bridge, the boat will support Liu Yin. (Xu Fu's Youchun Lake) 10. If you know from a distance that this is not snow, there is a smell coming.
(Plum Blossom by Wang Anshi) 1 1. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass) 12. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
(Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems) 13. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. Han Yu's Early Spring presented eighteen members of Zhang Shui Department' 14. Flowers are more and more attractive, but shallow grass can lose its horseshoe.
(Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang) 15. Not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that there is no bloom. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum) 16. Learn to dye the light yellow day lily color, and several branches are fluttering in the wind.
(Yan's Lily) 17. This body is in the snow forest, and different peaches and plums are mixed with incense dust. (Wang Mian's White Eyebrows) 18. Steal a pear core and borrow a plum blossom soul.
(Cao Xueqin's Ode to Bai Hai Tang) 19. There is faint ink on the tree next to my house in Xiyan Lake. (Wang Mian's Mo Mei) 20. Sakura is like a beauty, and beauty is easy to rest.
(Deng Erya's "Flowers") Poems about Plants: The grass grows across the plain and comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Li Shangyin, a guest after leaving, is lost in my small garden without the rank of the inner room and the petals. The flower shadow is confused by the winding path; Overlooking the petal dance reflects the afterglow of the sunset.
My heart is too small to sweep away the fallen flowers; Looking forward to spring, but returning in a hurry. Flower lovers who love flowers will naturally blame spring for leaving too early; When spring comes to an end, flowers and flowers only shed tears.
Momoan, the first tree in my home in West Wild Goose Lake is in full bloom with faint ink marks. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Lily blossoms are clear and neat, and Zhao He learns to dye the day lily pale yellow, and several branches are fluttering in the wind. It is difficult to feel sorry for yourself and join the WTO, which does not mean that this flower was planted in front of the imperial court.
Tang Yuanzhen's house with autumn chrysanthemum clusters is like a ceramic house, and the edges of the walls around it are more and more inclined. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Operator Yongmei Song Lu Yui broke the bridge outside, lonely and empty. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, already exhausted, but also subject to wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Yongmei Mao Zedong, an operator in Oracle Bone Inscriptions, sent spring home in the wind and rain. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Mianxuelin in Wang Yuan, Bai Mei, and this body, different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li.
Momeiyuan, a tree in the Wang Mian of Xiyan Lake near my home, has a faint ink mark. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
This park is not worth visiting. Ye Songshao Weng should pity the dog's teeth and print moss, but Xiao Kou Chai Fei won't open for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Flowers are in modern Deng Erya. Yesterday's snow looks like flowers, and tomorrow's flowers will look like snow. Sakura is like a beauty, and beauty is easy to rest.
Begonia Xueqin is half-rolled with a fragrant curtain and half-fan, and the ice is ground into earth and jade as a basin. Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
The fairy in the moon cave sewed a gown, and the eternal woman in my heart tried to cry in autumn. Who do you complain to in silence? Tired of leaning against the west wind, the night has fainted.
Acacia Wei When those red berries come in spring, they will appear on the branches of your southern country. I suggest you collect more as a symbol of our love! In the Southern Dynasties, there were many kinds of leaves grafted by Lilium houliangxiao, and the flowers were the same color.
Dew or droop, droop from the wind. Looking back at Hua Qing Palace Chang 'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening at the top of the mountain.
As soon as I rode on the smile of smoke and smoke, no one knew that the fresh fruit litchi was sent from the south. Drinking Huaiyang in the early winter night makes me want to have sex, and the guest sleeves invade the frosted candle tray.
Who will lean on the railing next year? Who is Shen Xia Xiansi singing in harmony? The grass road is too bumpy to find. One night, I dreamed at the foot of the mountain. The water was like a ring, like the moon.
Sighing flowers naturally seeks fragrance. If you are late for school, you don't have to be disappointed and resentful. The wind is crimson, the green leaves are shaded and the branches are full of branches.
The mountain is far away, the stone path is inclined, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Plums are counting in the corner, and cold ling opens it alone. Knowing from afar is not snow, only Dimfragrance comes.
Aileen said that the flowers on land and water vegetation are lovely. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang came, peonies have been loved all over the world.
I only love lotus flowers, but I don't dye them. Clear blue waves rippling, but not demon. The outside is straight, not creeping, elegant, and it is not ridiculous for me to look at it from a distance. I call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Lian Ai, who's left? Peony's love should attract all people! Bai Juyi's "Qin Zhongyin" 10 "Buy Flowers" The imperial capital is dying in spring, and it is noisy. * * * If you say peony, you will buy flowers with you.
The price is uncertain, and the number of flowers is rewarded directly. Burn a hundred red flowers and press five bundles of vegetarian food.
Hang a curtain on it and weave a fence next to it. Sprinkle water and seal it with mud, and the color will not change.
There is an Weng who comes to buy flowers occasionally. Bow your head and sigh alone. This sigh is nobody's business.
Bai Juyi's "Peony Square" is a good example, and its poem goes: Peony Square, Peony Square, Golden Flower Ruby Room. A thousand pieces of red Xia Yingming and a hundred crimson lights are bright.
According to the ground, the splendid satin blooms, and the wind doesn't knot the blue musk sac. Fairy trees are white and colorless, and the peach blossoms of the Queen Mother are small and not fragrant.
Dewdrops are purple, and the morning glow is red. There are shades of red and purple, and the back is always very low
Ying Ye is sentimental and ashamed, and lying in the flowers is hard to make up. Doubt covers your mouth, resentment and low charming smile, such as heartbroken.
Rich and expensive multimedia messages are brilliant and colorful, and they are unparalleled. Carnation's money is good, hibiscus peony is bitter ... = = = = = = = Xu Ning has a poem "Peony": Who doesn't love peony flowers, takes all the good things in the city.
English is the goddess of Luochuan, who tries her best to break the morning glow. = = = = = = = = = Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum Autumn Silk looks like a Taoist, and the edge of the fence is more and more inclined.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Chrysanthemums are planted in Huang Chao, where the west wind is rustling all over the yard, but it is hard to come to Hua Die in cold weather.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. Wang Chongdao sent fifty daffodils and Huang Tingjian's Ling Boxian dust socks and walked lightly on the water.
Who recruited this heartbroken soul, kindness.
5. Describe plant poems, chant willows, make a tree out of He Zhangzhi's jasper, and hang down a tapestry of thousands of strands of green silk.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Bian Yingqin, a brocade machine, stopped to cry and remember people.
Simon is still bleak in March, even if there are willows, it will not feel spring. Bian Yingqin, a brocade machine, stopped to cry and remember people.
Simon is still bleak in March, even if there are willows, it will not feel spring. The lotus pond in Longchang Temple is easy to be cold and green, and the residual red is half broken.
Never lonely, unlike this pool. Dutch Li Qiao's new slip is full of orange and vicious, and the round lotus shadow is irregular.
The wind is fragrant and far away, and the sunset is shaded. Fish play with leaves, turtles float to see the green pool.
It is difficult for Wei to accept mining, but Chu takes mining. Lotus and plum are colorless and can be combined, so don't use this fragrance.
Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late. Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water.
Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song. Chrysanthemum Yuan Zhen autumn clusters are like Taoists, and the more they surround, the more inclined they are.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Plum blossoms Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opened them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. I heard that the plum blossoms are full of breeze and snowdrifts are all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? Early plum, Liu Zongyuan rose, high trees, early plum, reflecting Chu Tianbi. The crescent moon floats in Ye Xiang, and first frost is fragrant and white. Give it to Wan Li, just across the mountains and rivers. Why should we comfort distant guests? The newly blooming plum blossoms have long been frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.
In the old Zita Law tree, a branch opened last night. The wind is too fragrant to disappear, and the bird can see the plain face.
I will be alone next year, and I will start to reflect on Chuntai. Plum blossoms swim in the valley, as far as the branches to the north, and spend late every year.
Do you know Gao Biao Yi Yunjun? When it is covered with snow and ice. Plum blossoms in Wang Mian in March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan are as green as drops.
No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Xue Mei, Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender for the sake of spring, so the poet's pavilion was reviewed.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. In the late period of peach blossom, Bai Juyi brushed the pool with a red peach, and bamboo shaded the shade when it opened late.
I didn't see it because the sun was slanting, and I won't know if I'm not idle. It is easy to leave school to find raw materials in cold areas, but it is often too late for poor families to adopt their daughters.
If spring is deep, whoever pities it will be folded by Bai Shilang. - .
In the sound of swallows, acacia is another year. Wang Wei, a red peony, is green and gorgeous, carefree and quiet, and the red skirt is shallow and deep.
In the face of withering, peony is sad from it. Can you understand peony's thoughts? It's not too late for pear flowers to go for a spring outing, and Qingyang is the most suitable place.
In the West Shogunate, a painting of Bian Luan was broken. Pear blossom and land tour powder Qing Xiang has its own family, and peaches and plums can't account for its years.
I often think of Qingming Road in Nanzheng, and my drunken sleeves are snowing with the wind. Lihua Huang Tingjian skillfully solved everyone's laughter and could fly butterflies.
Entering the house in the breeze, some new clothes fell. Acacia Wei When those red berries come in spring, they will appear on the branches of your southern country.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. Youzhao Village Apricot Blossoms Bai Juyi Zhao Village Apricot Blossoms bloom every year. How many times have you come to see them in fifteen years? Seventy-three people can't come again, so don't spend this spring.
Tan sitong, the Five Laws of Osmanthus fragrans, the light smoke in the field of Hunan, and the hibiscus falling at dusk. Sweet-scented osmanthus autumn garden, cool at night.
The fragrance disappears with the clouds, and people return to the moon. Who knows the meaning of mountains, I am worried about Jiangcheng! In autumn, the details of a suburban land tour went to Baidu to look up songs and dragged the staff to Xintang, but tapiscia sinensis Yaotai didn't feel so cool.
The autumn wind in Wan Li is old, with bright moon, rice and flowers. Praise the breeze on the land, the taro leaves turn white, and the sunset glow is lonely.
What is the purpose of going out? South of Wan Li Bridge pursues a cool night. When drinking under the porch, hibiscus blooms all around.
The bamboo knot has added a new layer of powder, and the old lotus leaf is red and red. The bamboo river is not green, but the lotus flower is fragrant in the mirror.
Round lotus floating leaves, fine wheat falling light flowers.
6. Poems about plants. Ancient poetry is muddy but not dirty, clear but not demon. -Lotus
Reflections on Ode to Historical Poems II (Eastern Jin Dynasty)
The bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, and the seedlings are far away from the mountains.
The world is tall and handsome, and the terrain makes it so.
Zhang Jin was born in an old trade, and he was a seven-leaf mink. Isn't Feng Gong great, but he doesn't know what to do if he loses his head? -Pine trees
The branch in the corner is plum, and cold ling opens alone. This is not snow in the distance, because there is a faint fragrance floating.
Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance remains.
When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs in the bushes-plum blossoms.
Baodao comes from sharpening, and plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.
Fold the plums and mail them to the leading family. Jiangnan has nothing, I will give you a spring.