A beautiful poem about fallen flowers 1. Poetry about falling flowers.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
-Li Yu, elegant and graceful, in full bloom, out of the water, flowing from west to east. -Liu Yong's "Falling Flowers" leaves only one tree without saying a word, and the running water enters the pool mercilessly.
-Bai Juyi fell into the flower bed and blew, but he smelled the flowing water hole. -Yi Lee infinite spring sorrow don't ask each other, the depth of the bridal chamber.
-was beaten out of the water, * * * to Zhuyu Bay Scenic Area. -Liu Juan is always tired, and the water is * * *.
-Li Shi is running water, and dreams are falling flowers. -Outside the grass in the distant mountains of Qian Qi, the water falls out.
-SiKongShu out of the water, look at it, heartbroken Nanpu. -Ouyang Xiu wine to a happy day, who sits for tenderness.
Get out of the water. -Li Chi Ngai Qiantang River guests came late, out of the water.
-Mo Wen, the capital of Laishui, is waiting for it. The sand moon in Yulin is quiet and dusty. -Yutao Creek is near, fragrant, far, staring, and out of the water.
-Huang Shang remember Levin, after people left. It's still the same out of water.
-Wang Kan came back drunk, just like leaving Taoyuan, but he watched and fell out of the water. -Huang Tingjian out of the water.
The cuckoo was broken in warm days. -Xie Yi out of the water.
There is nothing to hate. Dreams don't come easily.
-Zhang Jixian sees less clouds in the rain and leaves more water. -Zhao Ding's heart is in vain.
Running water is falling, and sadness is rising again. -a purple Lou Yu is still in the dark.
Downstairs water, the setting sun shines. -Deng Su's song.
Get out of the water. People will be thousands of miles away tomorrow.
-Feng Shixing, a moment later, bees and butterflies also paid water. -Shi Hao asked who Yi was at tonight.
Resentment out of the water, wrong six lang. -Zhaoshan is a misty and rainy platform, and the dawn has no taste.
Get out of the water. -Chen Liang is in a bad mood. Ask him when he can see you again.
-look up at the flowing water in the countryside, draw the shadow of the Tang Dynasty and overlook the balcony. -Wei Liao Weng records that he has been here several times a year, but all of them are out of the water.
-Chen Yizhuang, "Flowing Water Flowing Over the Grass". Next year is easy to remember.
-the truth comes out, the sunset glow is fragrant, and this hate meets year after year. -Zhou Qingyan, out of the water, can't bear to go back.
-Zhao Yi floating night powder incense with Meng Han, the water is far away. -Tang Hui suddenly mountain, the world of mortals blowing down, out of the water.
-Liu Chenweng setting sun out of the water, blowing purple, has entered the forest. -Zhao Wen sunset grass, out of the water, still Nanpu.
-Zhan Yuchun Spring comes and goes. People are out of water.
-Yan Lu water broke the bridge and Cao Fang Road, and the light smoke and drizzle disappeared. -seeks and strangers that's all, the old city will come out.
-Lan Pu, Xiong Rudeng, spring twilight, water resentment from the piano. -Li Qunyu went out of the water to recognize the rooftop, half drunk and alone.
-Gao Pian, one hundred years have passed, and everything has been wasted. -Wei Zhuang's "Running Water and Things" is familiar with the world and tired of lovelorn dreams.
-TanYongzhi ancient rock cold cypress, yes, flowing water out of the flower. -pruning flowers around branches, running water has gone and never returned.
2. A sad poem
-the sadness of falling flowers 1. I saw a flower fall, and the distance between the flower and the branch was so close and so far.
Temporary residence has turned the leaves red. After the wind, the lingering fragrance was blown away.
2. Sit in front of the court and watch spring go and spring come. Holding a book in his hand, regardless of bloom's flowers.
3, in front of the door, I picked up the spring sorrow, don't put it in my ear, even if it is as light as moonlight, it can't reach my sadness. 4. On the other side of the sea, are there endless flowers that never fade? On the other side of the sea, are there endless flowers that never fade? I spent my whole life blooming a flower.
But who can keep me waiting all my life? 6. I kept my promise like a pear, leaving my hair for you, but you weren't there. 7. When the butterfly's tears condensed into a drop of dew, I planted roses for you, and the rich fragrance of flowers accompanied the dew, but you, far away, have walked out of my world.
8. The butterfly on the peach blossom, with a lifetime of sadness, was lightly touched by me in the early morning of April and flew away. 9. Jiangnan in April is full of flowers. I painted them over and over again, but I couldn't draw the opening of a flower.
10, the wind is blowing rape flowers, and I stand on tiptoe to find out which flower my childhood is hidden in. 1 1. Picking an apricot flower will open a beautiful poem in my hand.
12, I walked with you under the pear flower that year and made a promise in this life. It's just that Pear Flower is the reincarnation of Rong Ruo, and it's a beautiful poem.
What's left between you and me is just a place to clear your troubles. 13, warm a cup of tea, sit in front of the court, listen to the thoughts of a wisp of wind and watch the sadness of a flower.
3. Some sentences about Bloom's falling flowers are sad and beautiful.
Huanxisha Romance
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year. When will the sunset come back?
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.
Langtaosha, the second Li Yu
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.
Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.
I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
At dusk alone, with the aperture, the mountains are infinite.
It's easier to see when it's not.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Hua Bai ju yi
Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog, come at midnight and go at dawn.
Come like a spring dream, go like a floating cloud.
Yan Rui, an operator in Southern Song Dynasty
I don't like dust, but I seem to be mistaken by the frontier. When I was in bloom, I always wanted to see the Eastern monarchs.
If you go, you have to go and live! If you get a mountain flower, Mo Wen will be a slave.
Mourn for Yang Quan and Lu Xun
Is there any pride like the old flowers blooming and falling?
When do you cry for Jiang Nanyu and Simin?
"How many flowers fall in dreams" Sanmao
When We Were Young
You like talking, and I like laughing.
Once sat side by side under a peach tree.
The wind is in the treetops and the birds are singing.
We fell asleep somehow.
How much do you know in your dreams?
Bird Sound Stream (Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
"Linjiang Fairy" Yan Dao Ji
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking.
When hate came last spring, the fallen petal became independent, and Swift Qi Fei.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se.
On the pipa string, I said I was homesick. At that time, the moon was there, and I had come back according to the colorful clouds.
Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems-Gong Zizhen
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
4. You can't stay out of it
Unfamiliar flowers have failed, and I have never seen falling flowers disappear with water, lonely and empty, catkins breaking tears and hating the sky. The sun and the moon are matched with each other, and life and death are tireless. In the world of mortals, why are there always so many regrets that we can't be together and so many farewells? 20 14- 10- 16
Autumn is divided into three parts, one is falling flowers and the other is the world of mortals. It is a vain dream to ponder over it carefully. Lonely lamp shadow, Leng Yue is like frost. When I dream about it, my tears will flow lightly, like watery eyes, my lips will light up and a melody will intoxicate me. Spring went to Qiu Lai, the wind and rain were bleak, and the geese returned to the south. 20 14-08- 18
There is rain, and the rain is clear from the mountains; There are tears in the fallen flowers, and the tears are bleak. On the rainy lake, the piano sighs, and whoever listens sighs. The fog is at a loss, the lake is falling flowers and drizzling, and the breeze is white. Between the mountains and rivers, look back to see who is watching. Last night, the storm destroyed the house. 20 14-08- 1 1
Under the free starry sky, in the land suitable for the growth of one's soul, everyone is like a small flower, looking at each other and blooming with the charm and color that life should have. If you are a rootless tree, the result of pursuing the starry sky is that you become a flowing cloud with only sadness. 20 14-06-08
The east wind is near the window, and a touch of nostalgia is knotted between the eyebrows. When staring, the fallen flowers are drifting with the wind, fading away from both sides of the world and rushing by. A curtain of thoughts, in the rhythm of ink and wash, locks the eyebrows and sighs lightly, and dries the past, like a simple and thorough chapter, stating the light and shadow of the fleeting years. Life is a hundred. 20 14-06-06
Behind everyone is a story of not being a prophet; Under every lamp, there is a sincere and lingering feeling. Years and I, changing memories, and the original light and shadow have been sealed and fixed in the depths of my heart, shallow and deep, with the same fragrance, holding a lamp and a boat under the lamp.