Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Said by: Bai Xue Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home by Tang.
The north wind swept the earth and scattered the white grass. It began to snow in Alakazam in August. Suddenly, it was like a spring breeze blowing overnight, as if thousands of trees and pears were in full bloom.
2. One or two chickens crow in the rain, and the Banqiao of Zhuxicun Road is inclined.
Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.
From: Tang Wangjian's Rain in the Mountain Village.
There are crows in the rain and one or two in the mountain village. On the village road, above Zhuxi, a slab bridge is oblique. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law call each other and go to choose silkworm eggs together. Only gardenias are in bloom, swaying in the courtyard alone.
3, frost grass scissors insect scissors, village south village is unique.
Looking at Noda from the front door alone, the moon is in the sky, and the flowers are like snow.
Said by: Tang Bai Juyi, Village Night.
In a piece of autumn grass beaten by frost, insects are whispering and pedestrians around the mountain village are extinct. I came to the front door alone and looked at the fields. I saw the bright moon shining on the endless buckwheat field. The buckwheat flowers on the ground are like a dazzling snowflake.
4, the willow color is golden and tender, and the pear flower is snowy.
The jade building nests in jade, and the golden palace locks mandarin ducks.
From: Eight Poems of Music in the Palace by Tang Li Bai.
In spring, the tender buds of willows are like golden white pears, emitting a fragrance. Above the Bamboo Hall in Yulou Palace, there are jade birds nesting, and mature mandarin ducks are raised in the pool water in front of the palace.
5. The head of Biwa Building is embroidered, and the Qingxi outside Chilan Bridge is inclined.
There is no wind and willows all over the sky, and there is no rain and pears all over the ground.
Said by: Pipa Opera by Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty.
Pipa tower head, splendid curtain hanging high, outside Xiaohongqiao, Qingxi curved and oblique. Even if the wind stops, the soft catkins are still flying all over the sky. Although it didn't rain, the ground was full of small pear blossoms.
2. Regarding the sentence describing gardenia, gardenia praise/poem is full of meaning in my childhood croissants. You are my most beautiful expectation. A white gardenia is lined with an innocent smile. As soon as the Dragon Boat Festival arrived, the fragrance spread all over the hut. Bamboo fences adorn the countryside, so that grandpa who carries hoes can stay in the countryside, and grandma who holds soles can put down her needle and thread. Where there is dirt, where is your home? Simple appearance is more beautiful and natural. It has no intention of climbing silently, and its bud is sad. Quietly stretching jade, clean ice, clear smile, silent, even if the evergreen tree of life withered once, there is no regret. Gardenia is the best confession before Buddha, which makes my heart melt into your fragrance and makes my eyes linger repeatedly. Gardenia Praise Release Time: April 29, 2007 Source: Netizen provided that you came to me gently, with the breath of youth and elegant waltz, with the rhythm of life, you shed crystal dew.
In the sunshine, I appreciate your graceful and beautiful images, your amorous eyes, your swaying charm and your faint intoxicating fragrance. At this time, I was drunk. When you are in bud, you are like a beautiful vase with a thin stem around the base, waiting quietly for the petals to stretch.
When you bloom, Bai Jie's bright, layered, fresh and smooth petals make countless flowers feel ashamed of you. I marvel that you are so elegant and moving even when you are dying to fly: in the wind and rain, the petals are swaying, white and fragrant; In the sun, the white petals are dyed golden yellow, slightly curled but still fragrant.
I walked to you gently. At the moment of kissing, I was deeply moved by your affection, and I realized your white, noble and elegant fragrance. Although you are not as enchanting as a rose, as fragrant as a magnolia, as short as an epiphyllum or as cold as a plum blossom, I appreciate your purity and elegance.
Somehow, I feel that I have been pregnant with you in my life. You are the flower soul that will bloom forever and never wither in my heart; You are always white and quiet floating clouds reflected in the long river of my life; You are my eternal desire.
With your company, I have gone through the ups and downs easily; With you, I have gone through ups and downs; With you, I know that the golden autumn after hard work is tomorrow; With you, I am confident and have no regrets until the last moment of my life. Mr. Wang's entrustment rang in my ear: "sow well, don't let it go!" "Ah, the fragrance of gardenia garden will prove everything, needless to say.
Gently you come to me, gently I come to you.
3. Gardenia Beautiful Poems Gardenia Poems
Yong Zhi Zi Hua
Qingliu signal
Su Hua is gratifying, with half a face.
It is suspected that the leaves are frosted and the branches are covered with snow.
The sun shines obliquely, but the wind still takes pictures.
Yong Zhi Zi Hua
Yuxi Liu Tang
The flowers in Shu have run out, and the peaches are blooming again today.
The color is suspicious and leaning against the tree, and the fragrance is like a jade well.
And enjoy the same place, so don't worry.
Beauty is like poetry, why wait for cold plum.
Qingliu signal
Once I sent a small peak, it was fragrant and cold.
Jade is naturally free from summer heat, so it is better to watch it in the middle of the month.
Yong Zhi Zi Hua
Huang Ming Chao Jian
Orchid is pride, osmanthus is autumn dew.
What a hot day, this icy posture.
Pine and cypress are extremely sexual, and they will cool when they get old.
Xiangxiang has no data to continue and tends to be quiet and private.
Try new tea, dream back to residual chess.
I would rather be charming and cool at dusk, and the breeze will follow everywhere.
Don du fu
gardenia
There are more gardenias than many trees, and there is not much honesty in the world.
It is useful for body color and harmonious for Tao and Qi.
Red with wind and frost, green with rain and dew.
Touching you mercilessly, you are reflected in Jiang Bo.
4. Kneel down and write a poem about gardenia, gardenia blooms, and put pen to paper to mourn.
Gardenia bloomed in the horizon of duckweed, in the quiet afternoon in Yuan Ye, and I didn't catch a glimpse of the flowery deep sea of love. The light ink is a white confession. Who has seen the helplessness of bloom's years?
See gardenia blossom again.
That white day.
The grave of memory is full of lilacs all over the mountains.
travel around the world
Don't worry about it anymore.
Love turns, pale flowers fall in the past.
Condensed into wind and frost
That dress is a snow-white window
Years write sadness in the picture of cold and silent meeting.
put pen to paper
Turn into a wisp of fragrance
This is the season that we will leave. Your shy girl, like the fragrance lingering in my heart, waved goodbye to joy and helplessness. Today's Valentine's Day didn't begin and end with faint clouds. If love is a kind of disabled internal injury, you can't see her hurt during that time, and you won't leave any trauma easily. She will never heal in the red chamber in the south of the Yangtze River, but will only rise and fall in the feelings of the years, rippling one after another. Writing is a sharp meat cleaver. The seal without blood spatter is a hidden worry of youth, and it is a record of lip language that can be printed in the city sky and sealed with sacrifice. Just like the unforgettable inscriptions and seals in the Book of Songs. Read the fleeting trauma labels one by one.
Time is like running water, watering our youth day and night. Gardenia blossomed, gardenia blossomed, like crystal waves blooming in my heart, it was a touch of pure youth love. Like crystal waves blooming in my heart, the bright and fiery college time in my memory seems to be in front of me, and the unspoken pure love has drawn a full stop on the platform where the train is about to leave. I also want to see that beautiful girl. I also want to see the smiling face like gardenia again. I also want to smell the gardenias that open in the afternoon. Once the train has left, it will never look back and be separated from the ends of the earth. The love in that sad season was left on the railway track close at hand, separated by two parallel lonely extension lines that never met.
5. How to describe 1 in verse? When I smell gardenias, they bloom.
Author: Song of the Ram
this evening
I am the flower fragrance.
Please let me be your label.
Lie in the book you want to read.
such
When the night comes
When you are lying in bed.
When you open the book.
That faint fragrance will hug you.
Like my outstretched arm
this evening
This white gardenia
Please open it by my bed.
such
Your white petals
Will decorate my dreams at night
Your elegant fragrance
Will smile on my lips.
Have a sweet dream
perhaps
He's still dreaming.
Smell the flowers together
I had so much fun that I forgot to go home.
2. Gardenia from summer to the sun
Author: Jiang
The rain in March is not there.
Peach blossoms are absent in April.
The heat of May.
Climb to the ten-meter-high flagpole.
Through the window sill on the first floor
stare
Meet a gardenia
A white gardenia is stained on it.
Another white gardenia
Blooming on my drawing paper
In the wind, the summer solstice has arrived.
wave
At the moment, I imagine you as a flower.
Is it white, quiet and thin?
It's a faint fragrance and warm breath.
A flower leaves a blank outside the window.
And you, in my heart.
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6. Kneel down and write poems about gardenia, gardenia and gardenia.
Don du fu
There are more gardenias than many trees, and there is not much honesty in the world. Useful for body color, in harmony with knife gas injury.
Red with wind and frost, green with rain and dew. Touching you mercilessly, you are reflected in Jiang Bo. Looking at the trees in the garden in the cold rain
Don du fu
There are many different kinds of trees in Chai Men, but there is none here. The river is cold and rainy today.
The screen is painted in the hedge. Although the peach path and plum path are old, the gardenia is bright with red pepper.
Lock the vines slightly, loosen the bones and lean on the sky to see the withered. Lin Xiang will be exhausted,
Yeti's words are not important to Sue. Love the sky, be grateful for the loan, clear the frost and kill people.
Find a bed to sit on, and you need a bamboo pole to walk slowly. Riding in the unknown cloud pavilion,
The ape is lonely in the corner of Chushan Mountain. Singing Gardenia with Hu Ling's "xianggong"
Yuxi Liu Tang
The flowers in Shu are all gone, and the peaches are in bloom today. The color is suspicious and leaning against the tree, and the fragrance is like a jade well.
And enjoy the same place, so don't worry. Beauty is like poetry, why wait for cold plum. Five songs about feeling maple trees
Don
The autumn waters in Shi Gen are bright, and the grass is thin on the rocky shore. Invasion of wild bamboo incense, stinging and hanging wild thick.
When Cen Zhongyue returns, the toad hangs in the air. Gui Lu made fun of Xian E and the clouds under the starry sky.
The bleak gardenia falls, and the mountain cries. And Zhang Zhongwei, the book case will be rotten. mountain-stones
Tang hanyu
The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.
When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.
Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make your bed. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger.
It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down.
The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes.
These things themselves can make life happy. You must be embarrassed to be a man.
Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old? Yucun village
Tangwangjian
One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao.
Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium. Xinzhou water pavilion
Tangzhanghu
South eaves frame short corridor, sand road white.
If you don't go home for a day, the gardenias in the yard will give off fragrance. Yong yin le fan Yao Ming fu county Chi Jia Yong Lian
Don
Green apples are white petrochemical lotus ponds, and lotus flowers in the water are bright.
The dew is wet and red, and the wind is floating with long green stalks.
Tongxin Gardenia is full of beauty, golden and fragrant.
Not only is luck the first, but Huaxian County is more suitable for Pan Lang. Wave a pen skillfully
Tang hanhe
Sleep hard in a bun, and endure long in spring. The whole gardenia is heavy and fragrant with wine and chrysanthemum.
Embroidered pleats are light gold, and Luo grinds away the luster. Sometimes I write casually and draw two mandarin ducks. Li Luan
Tang Tang Yan Qian
When I heard that I left Luan's hometown, I also knew that I would marry Wang Chang.
Dust from Yang Zhu Road, Song Yubi romantic for three years.
It is difficult to break the nine ileum without double tearing.
In front of the court, the beautiful tree was named Gardenia. I tried to tie the knot and give it to my mother. Send Wang Shaofu back to Hangzhou
Tang Han 'ao
Green apples all the way back to the boat, trying to drift to Fuchun.
Known as the landlord, Su is a small villager in Qiantang.
A handful of pueraria lobata can relieve alcoholism, and gardenia is a good gift.
Sooner or later, it is better than the fish in the pool, and the heart of pity is new.
7. Help me write a poem about gardenia with emotion. I am the flower tonight.
Please let me be your label.
Lie in the book you want to read.
So that when night comes,
When you are lying in bed.
When you open the book.
That faint fragrance will hug you.
Like my outstretched arm
This white gardenia tonight
Please open it by my bed.
So that your white petals
Will decorate my dreams at night
Your elegant fragrance
Meeting will spread a smile on my lips and make the dream sweeter.
Maybe he's still dreaming.
Smell the flowers together and linger.