1. Japanese poems about cherry blossoms
1. Takasago no tail no upper no 桜咲きにけり外山の夏立たずもあらなむ
—— Qianzhong Nayan's dormitory
Translation: Cherry blossoms fell on the top of a hill. I hope you can stand around the colorful clouds near the mountains.
2. もろともにあはれと思へ山桜花よりほかに知る人もなし
——Former Great Monk Masako Sono
Translation: Like I Love You Same, let’s think about love together. Yamazakura, no one understands my heart except you.
3. やどりして春の山べにbedroom（ね）たる夜（よ）は梦のうちにも花ぞSanりける
—— Ji Guanzhi
Translation: Stay at the foot of the mountain. I'm used to seeing flowers blooming in spring. Deep sleep at night. The flowers still reappeared in the dream. The cherry petals flutter.
4. 世の中に たえて桜の なかりせば 春の心は のどけからまし
—— Zaihara Yeping
Translation: There are no cherry blossoms in the world. Feel relaxed and peaceful. Don’t look forward to flowering news. Where and when did you see her beautiful figure? Falling flowers is even more depressing!
5. The bitterness of the world is bitter, and the cherry blossoms bloom by themselves. 2. Looking for poems about Japanese cherry blossoms
The following are poems about cherry blossoms:
Written by Sakura Flowers Fairy clouds fell into the courtyard last night and turned into thousands of dancing jade flowers. The sun shines brightly across the country, and the wind dances against the devil. Who can see melancholy when spring comes? How can I feel sorry for you after being drunk? Sitting opposite famous flowers, they should laugh at me. The customs of humble gangs are like those of Dongpo. A charming smile charms the east wall, but a charming charm finally defeats Begonia. The color is not sloppy, but the wind is fragrant. The garden blooms with pictures every day, and the silk pipes take advantage of the bright sunshine with affection. Weirdly, he has been drunk recently, and he is a boy who is hardly going crazy. Su Manshu The Cherry Blossoms Fall. The cherry blossoms bloom on ten days. How can I go around the flowers for a thousand days? The wind and rain last night brought bad luck to each other. Who can express this sorrow to man and heaven? I can't bear to see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, and I will shed tears in my heart. His sentimental reminiscences of the past year have long since faded away. Huang Jigang Viewing Cherry Blossoms on Xiangdao Island The spring breeze is blown by the wide embankment, and the flowers are blooming again. The elixir reflects the sun's rays and charms people here. The fairy clouds are ethereal, and the road construction is clear. The guest's heart is jealous of clouds, and the desire is lingering with spring. The lights are dim and the waves are lingering. How can we say that we are happy in a moment, and we are sad when we turn over the order. Therefore, there is so much beauty in the world, why live in Penglai? Deng (Pu) Erya Cherry Blossom Yesterday the snow was like flowers. Today the flowers are like snow. Mountain cherry blossoms are like beauties, whose beauty fades easily. Yu Hua 3. Japanese Chinese poems about cherry blossoms
Yoshizakura Genzai (Xiaping tone eleven special rhyme)
A good day sends a solitary boat in one night A good time sends a solitary boat in one night をsends り
There are many hazy moon cherry clouds, and there are many hazy moon sakura clouds. There are few clouds, and there are many clouds.
The fragrance of the face is empty, and the face is empty. The fragrance is empty, and the face is empty.
The heart is full of love, the water is long, the heart is water, the water is long, and the water is long.
Youth travel? Watching cherry blossoms to find sentences
2002. 3.24 Ishikura Hideki (韟鱇)
The cherry blossoms in the mountains are surging, frost has fallen on my head, and my hair is as white as an immortal. Even though he is still old, he rides on the wind and snow, and dances more and more gracefully.
Whoever worries about poverty in spring can find a sentence without money. Appreciate the scenery and feel comfortable, whisper about the ancient times, and don't get drunk among the flowers. 4. What are the poems about cherry blossoms?
When the shakuhachi flute plays on the roof of the building in the spring rain, when will we return to watch the tide in Zhejiang? No one recognizes the broken mango shoes, which bridge of cherry blossoms I have crossed!
Among the poets of the past three hundred years, Manshu is my favorite. This is my favorite of Manshu's works. This article is to Manshu what "Jin Se" is to Yishan - they are both masterpieces, they are both a sense of life experience, they are all full of words and endless meaning.
This poem is easy to interpret. The four sentences have only two meanings: the first two sentences describe the feeling of homesickness, and the last two sentences describe the feeling of life experience. And the thoughts of the homeland and the feeling of wandering are completely intertwined without any separation.
In the first sentence, the seven characters represent three images: spring rain; building head; shakuhachi flute. Three images, simply displayed, such as three walls, enclose a space, leaving people with unlimited imagination. These three images are the best poetic materials - the spring rain is hazy, and a flute sound is blown from the roof of someone's house. Spring rain can easily make people melancholy, and the sound of the flute stirs up boundless nostalgia.
As expected, in the next sentence, the poet talks about nostalgia. At that time, the poet was living in a foreign country, Japan. The shakuhachi is the Japanese flute, and the cherry blossom is the national flower of Japan, both of which illustrate the situation. The Japanese flute is different from the Chinese flute in style, but it is still a good material for poetry. Xiao and flute have magical power in Chinese poetry. They are the catalysts for nostalgia. Li Bai's poem "Listening to the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night" goes: "I heard the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't forget the love of my hometown!" Li Yi's "Listening to the Flute in the City at Night" says: "I don't know where to play the reed pipe, and I recruit people all night. When Manshu wrote this article, he may have been influenced by them subconsciously.
The sound of the flute and nostalgia are a common pattern in old poetry, but this does not make this article less interesting. Roses and roses are always alike, and we do not love them any less.
There are still a few words that can be said about "Spring Rain", "Shakuhachi Flute" and "Zhejiang Tide". "Swallow Niche Essays" (Twenty-Nine) says: "The Japanese shakuhachi is similar to the earthen flute, and it is said to have come from the Jin Dynasty. Its song is famous as "Spring Rain", which is dark and desolate. The remaining quatrains of "Spring Rain" say:... ". According to legend, Japanese monks often played the shakuhachi flute when begging for food. Manju wandered in a foreign country, and his state of mind was close to that of a begging monk. Among the begging flutes, the most melancholy is the song "Spring Rain", so this song is the most haunting to Manshu. Although "Spring Rain" is the title of the song, in the text, it is rather interpreted as the actual scene. If in the article, "Spring Rain" is just the title of the song, the mood will be reduced. When reading this poem, you should know what kind of music "Spring Rain" is, but you should not stick to it as just a music song.
"The Legend of Duan Hong Ling Yan Ji" (Chapter 20) says: "...On the second day of the update, I arrived in Shanghai. I immediately entered the city, bought a monk's clothes and changed them, and then went to Wulin Xiao Ran, with Yu I have always admired the beauty of the holy lake, and now I have fulfilled my long-cherished wish. When I arrived at the Xizi Lake, my eyes were full of tranquility, and I was far away from the rest of the world. When I arrived at Maojia Port, I left my boat and carried a quilt on my shoulders. Several things happened, and I went to Lingyin Temple, which is where Song Zhiwen said, "The building overlooks the sea and the sun, and the door faces the Zhejiang tide." "Zhejiang tide" comes from Song Zhiwen's poem. "The Story of Duanhong Lingyan" is Manshu's autobiographical work, written after returning from Japan. Wulin has been a beautiful place since ancient times, and it is also filled with beautiful poems from the Song Dynasty. How can Manshu forget this? So when I come back from a foreign country, my first stop is here. The poem "Duanhong Lingyan Ji" records the things that have returned, while the poem "Spring Rain" writes about the thoughts of not returning. All in all, "Zhejiang Tide" is the burial ground that haunts Manshu's dreams. "Return to see the tide in Zhejiang" means that when a fox dies, it must be on the top of the hill. The "Zhejiang Tide" is the world-famous Qiantang Tide, which is a symbol of passion and strength. Therefore, "Looking at the sea and the sun from the building, facing the tide of Zhejiang at the door" is a Zhuang saying, and "turning back to see the tide of Zhejiang" is also a Zhuang saying. The sadness of the whole poem does not conceal the strength of this sentence; the strength of this sentence only adds to the sadness of the whole poem.
In three or four sentences, the thought of the homeland turns to the feeling of life experience. The broken bowl of mango shoes indicates one's identity as a monk. Naturally, a monk can only have a pair of straw sandals and a broken alms bowl, and he can live in thousands of villages and seek land from tens of thousands of households. "Which cherry blossom bridge have you crossed?" I can't remember how many bridges and roads I've walked on. Of course, the poet may not be so miserable that he has to beg for alms. These two sentences are just trying to exaggerate the sadness of life experience. How incompatible is the "mangshoe broken bowl" with the cherry blossoms in the sky! In a splendid and beautiful background, walking came such a walking monk who had never been known before. The gorgeous background makes the protagonist's downfall stand out.
"Which bridge of cherry blossoms have you crossed?" It also seems to come from a poem about a small mountain. The lyrics of Xiaoshan's "Partridge Sky" say: "The dream soul is so used to being uninhibited that it steps on poplar flowers to cross the Xie Bridge." "Yanghua" is replaced by "cherry blossoms", and what remains unchanged is the dream and poetry. The poet Xiao Yan hundreds of years ago was a sentimental and sentimental person; the poet Su Manshu hundreds of years later was also the same. Xiao Yan's "Linjiang Fairy" also says: "Looking for the dream road, in the rain and falling flowers." The poet is always sensitive to the dreamland intertwined by the rain and falling flowers. The "spring rain" in the first sentence of the poem and the "spring rain" in the last sentence Doesn’t "Luo Hua" reveal this message? In the rain of flowers, a poet monk with mango shoes and a broken bowl walked up. It was a dream-like artistic conception!
Sakura is a very beautiful flower, but its flowering period is too short. It withers in the wind and rain in less than half a month. We are shocked by her splendor and saddened by her decline. She is extremely beautiful, but she cannot stay forever, just like our beautiful youth and beautiful life. Life is like a dream of rain and falling flowers, beautiful but short-lived. Shockingly short. So much so that we doubt her existence, thinking that she is just a dream and never real. The poet who left this beautiful chapter for us only spent thirty-five years in the world, and then passed away forever in poverty and illness. Manshu is a poet among poets. He uses poems to express life and also uses life to interpret poems. The poet's poems and life correspond to each other.
I remember asking a friend: What does cherry blossoms feel like? My friend replied: The flowers are like a dream and adorn the floating life. It was so touching.
Suddenly I remembered two lines from Bei Dao's poem: "Road, road, full of red poppies." 5. Ancient poems about cherry blossoms
1 Li Shangyin Tang
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Where mourning kites are rushed, cherry blossoms are always hanging on the banks of the alley.
The old daughter of the owner is not for sale, and it is three and a half months in the day.
Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and we watch together on the same wall after the Qingming Festival.
The return exhibition turned to the fifth watch, and the swallows in Liangjian sighed after hearing it.
2 "Broken Branches and Flowers as Gifts" Yuan Zhen Tang
When I send you flowers under the cherry blossoms, every inch of spring heart breaks off the branches.
The place where I miss the most after farewell is the place where thousands of trees hang around the forest.
3 Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics·Long Farewell Li Bai Tang
I haven’t returned home after several springs, and there are five cherry blossoms in the jade window.
Kang has a book with brocade characters, which makes people sigh when it is opened and sealed.
At this point, my heart is broken and my heart is broken. The green hair on the clouds is no longer knotted.
The sorrow is like the white snow that is blowing back.
Last year I sent books and newspapers to the balcony, but this year I sent books again to remind each other.
Hu is the east wind that blows the clouds for me, causing me to come from the west;
I waited but did not come, and the fallen flowers were silent and covered with moss.
4 Xie Xinen, Li Yu, Late Tang and Five Dynasties
The month before the cherry blossoms have fallen off the stairs, they are like a bed leaning against a smoked cage.
It’s far like last year today, but the hatred is still the same.
Her servant girls are haggard and cloudy, their breasts stained red with tears.
Where is the pain of lovesickness? The screen window is in a drunken dream.
5 Cherry Blossoms Fall, Su Manshu, Modern Times
The cherry blossoms bloom on ten days, but how can I go around them for a thousand days?
Yesterday we were hit by wind and rain. Who can express our sorrow to man and heaven?
I can’t bear to see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, but I will drop my clear tears into the deep cup.
Passionate memories of his years, an inch of spring heart has long been gray
6 Qijue·Poetry Su Manshu
When will the shakuhachi flute at the head of the house return in the spring rain? Watch the Zhejiang tide?
No one recognizes the broken mango shoes, which bridge of cherry blossoms he has crossed!
7 Breaking through the Huanxi Sand·Praise for Cherry Blossoms
In winter, when the weather is cold and the soul is awake, the spring rain washes away the dust and smoke.
The warm wind blooms thousands of flowers, which is intoxicating.
The bright red color is eye-catching, and the fragrance is faintly amusing.
Where is the dream of lying among flowers? Mount Fuji!
8. Dr. Zhang, the minister of Han Dynasty, visited Qujiang after the rain to see his post. Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
A new red cherry tree was planted in the small garden, and he walked around the flowers for a leisurely trip.
Why bother to follow the pommel horse team, rushing through the mud and rain at the head of the winding river.
9 Watching Cherry Blossoms with Pei Pushe Zhang Ji Tang
After the new rain in the South Garden yesterday, the cherry blossoms were old.
The dawn does not wait for anyone to see it, and there are many tracks around the tree.
10 Send a message to Yuan Zong's bamboo slips from Zhang Ji in the rain
The east wind is getting warmer and the city is full of spring, so I stay in seclusion to recuperate.
Don’t say that the cherry blossoms have already bloomed, so you won’t be a flower-viewer this year.
No. 11 Gong Ci Zhang Ji
Gold is used to pluck the rosewood grooves, and the strings are initially opened to a higher tune.
Just make sure to play a new song yesterday, and send cherries outside the official curtain.
12 Wu Chu Lyrics by Zhang Ji
In front of the court, there is the sound of spring birds pecking at the forest, and the seams of the red carpet are not yet completed.
Today, I stopped sewing on the morning of the commemoration day and started walking down toward the red cherry tree.
13 Repaying Yuanzong's Bamboo Records during an Illness
The east wind is getting warmer and the city is full of spring, so I stay in seclusion to recuperate.
Don’t say that the cherry blossoms have already bloomed, so you won’t be a flower-viewer this year.
14 "Qingdong Song" Zhang Ji
The cherry blossoms are uneven, and the fragrant rain is red.
The beauties are climbing and folding with smiles, and their clothes are wet.
Cai Cai Qing Dong song, bright eyes and beautiful jade.
The man with a blue turban cannot see enough up and down.
Nanyang Gong’s first words were compiled into the New Music Record.
15 Japanese Folk Song "Sakura"
The most beautiful sea in life,
Clusters of songs, blossoming expectations.
The flowers come when they bloom and they also come when they fall.
Because,
There are many stories,
The beginning is touching and the ending is even more lovely.
16 Spring is like a modern Zhou Enlai
Cherry blossoms are red on the streets, willows are green beside the pond;
In the sound of swallows, lovesickness has been missed for another year.
17 Tang Dynasty Li Shangyin
How long will the cherry blossoms last? The willows, greens and peaches are unknown.
I advise you not to ask about the Fangfei Festival. The storm in my hometown is miserable.
18 A gift to the singer Tang Xueneng
Every word brings a new sound, and turning the throat is like hitting a coral.
When listening to it, the tone of the sitting part is present, but after singing, there is none in the cherry blossom leaves.
Hanpu despises the idea of ??using it in vain, and Linqiong uses it in vain.
Anyone who has to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband.
19 It’s Hard to Say Goodbye, Mandarin Duck Chapter Li Deyu (Tang Dynasty)
Don’t you see that people who were of the same mind in the past have turned into mandarin ducks.
Harmony cannot be separated overnight, but a thousand years of friendship is still a rare thing.
In February, the grass is plentiful and the mountain cherry blossoms are not sparse.
The wind is good in Jintang, but there is no place to depend on each other.
Not only is it a beautiful girl, but she is also worth concubine Lingbo Mi.
The light shakes the green cover, and the beauty reflects the pearls.
Two shadows accompany each other, and two hearts cannot go against each other.
Flooding on the blue sand, washing red clothes in the waves.
The spring light is lingering, and the playfulness has not turned back.
Stay close to Tianquan Pool, fly close to Cheung Chau Garden.
If you wish to never forget each other's joy and love, you must go far away from the traps in the world.
There is Xiaoxiangzhou in the south, and it is a thousand-mile journey.
There is no bitter cold in Dongting, and the Yuanjiang River is full of blue water. 6. Japanese short sentences about cherry blossoms
1. A person stands under the cherry blossom tree, looking up and staring. Suddenly I saw petals flying all over the sky, accompanied by the sound of something breaking.
2. Someone once told me that the most beautiful time of cherry blossoms is not when they are in full bloom, but when they are about to die, and the fine petals of the flower wither and flutter in the air.
3. I vaguely heard the desolate and sad singing of Xingjiu echoing in the high sky, countless birds gathered and dispersed, and the cherry blossoms came cruelly like a sad death.
4. Goodbye cherry blossoms, again in the rain. That day, the rain was full of spring and falling, making Luojia Mountain look particularly ethereal.
5. Yunhua, the cherry tree forest we encountered unexpectedly, is now drizzling again. The rain withers the cherry blossoms, and it’s not just the tears that fall away. The petals are numerous and silently drifting in the wind, drowning not only the confused eyes, but also the feeling of being soaked wet. For a long time, the person stood there stiffly like a dead tree. 7. Poems about cherry blossoms
Written under the cherry blossoms. Fairy clouds fell into Tingke last night and turned into thousands of dancing maidens.
The sun shines brightly across the country, and the wind dances against the devil. Who can see melancholy when spring comes? How can I feel sorry for you after being drunk?
Sitting in front of the famous flowers, they should smile at me, and the customs of the humble gang are like Dongpo. A charming smile charms the east wall, but a charming charm finally defeats Begonia.
The color is not sloppy, but the wind is fragrant. The garden blooms with pictures every day, and the silk pipes take advantage of the bright sunshine with affection.
The monster has been drunk recently, and it is difficult for him to go crazy like a teenager. Su Manshu The Cherry Blossoms Fall. On the tenth day, the cherry blossoms bloom intentionally. How can I go around the flowers for a thousand days? The wind and rain last night brought bad luck to each other. Who can express this sorrow to man and heaven? I can't bear to see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, and I will shed tears in my heart.
His sentimental memories of the past year have faded away. Huang Jigang Viewing Cherry Blossoms on Xiangdao Island The spring breeze is blown by the wide embankment, and the flowers are blooming again.
Dan reflects the sunshine and charms people here. The fairy clouds are ethereal, and the road construction is clear.
Guests are afraid of clouds, and want to linger with spring. The lights are dim and the waves are lingering.
How can we say that we are happy in a moment, and we are thinking about sorrow when we turn over the order. Therefore, there is so much beauty in the world, why live in Penglai?
Deng (Pu) Erya Cherry Blossom Yesterday the snow was like flowers. Today the flowers are like snow.
Mountain cherry blossoms are like beauties, whose beauty fades easily. Yu Hua's Poem on Miscellaneous Things in Tokyo The man in the painting of the mysterious building under the tree is wearing a gold hairpin and is drunk in the late spring.
The shadow of the whip-carriage hurried away, and the cherry blossoms were scattered for ten miles. Wanjiajing is full of green poplar smoke.
Cherry blossoms bloom in spring in April. Ten miles along the Sumida River, I watched the flower boats in the spring breeze and drizzle.
(There is a dike on the Sumida River that is ten miles long and is full of cherries. During the flower season, tourists crowd the market and the road is blocked. She is a coward and weak girl who is afraid of falling. She buys a boat and goes down the embankment to watch it.)
Lü Zhen’s white cherry blossoms are adjacent to a beautiful woman in the east, which is elegant and extraordinary. They are surrounded by layers of pearls and clusters of brocade.
Competing with peach and plum blossoms, fighting for the east wind. As if the calyx is green, the clever steps are fragrant.
The mist drags the light train, and the divine light suddenly comes and goes. This year the flowers are more abundant, lighting up the sea and the morning sun.
There are Zhitian in the world, but they are better than Pengshanqu. Thousands of miles away, there are fairy trees, weak water and vast green.
Six Songs of Cherry Blossoms by Fan Shuhan Come and see the flowers on Yangming Mountain, the red clouds are covered with morning glow. Laughing at his poor fate and pitying his thinness, wandering in the east wind, so he wrote a poem.
Who blows the orchid air up to the high branches, and is decorated with green and fat to show their beauty. The ninety-year spring sunshine cannot be retained, so the wind, rain and fragrance are cut off.
All over the mountains and rivers, there are piles of rouge and tears. Even if he is rewarded by people of his time, he can't help but be destroyed overnight.
I saw the branches full of flowers, and the peach blossoms and plum blossoms were beautiful. I know who I am all my life, and I have Fusang clogs together.
The charming figure brings drunken beauty, carrying the clouds and dragging the rain across the Qianchuan. The falling yin is very delicate and carefree, half turning into spring mud and half turning into smoke.
The light smoke slowly spreads out, and the beauty and beauty are competing for spring. Donghuang's makeup was clever and he was busy looking at the flowers for no reason.
Words by Kuang Zhouyi The third chant of Qinyuan Spring·Green Cherry Blossoms Miao Ji in the east capital, Shi Dai in the south capital, overwhelming the country and the city. It is appropriate to smile and frown, full of late green, like smoke and dreams, slowly green.
I am so jealous of the parrot that I mistakenly look at it as a phoenix, and the pond in front of the photo is so watery. On the Fangfei Festival, the Clinique clouds are held out, and the beauty is flying from the sky.
Passionate. I cherish the disabled heroes even more, I only touched them, but I didn’t distinguish them from the green moss.
No matter how much shade there is, it is always green and green, and the forbearance teaches knotting, so beautiful. Feeling slightly nostalgic, but with a strong sense of sea color, I look back at the first town in the east wind.
Do you know the flowers? I feel ashamed when I read the lotus and my clothes are green, as if I am drifting away. Qi's · Ode to Cherry Blossoms Leaning against the trees, the setting sun covers the sea and the east.
Brocade-woven Luan love, pink moth smile, always worried. exquisite.
Account for spring work. The crispy pistil is broken one by one.
I sang and admired the green flowers in the old days, but I seemed less calm when standing on the horse. Langyuan ring pendant, Qionglin crown, following the footsteps of five-level flower seals.
Counting the journey to China, the west points to Chayuan, where can we meet? Talk about making an appointment with Xian Peng.
The river is beautiful with trees and beautiful scenery, and the banks of Qiwan are connected by both sides. The British couple dine together, the rice rises in the morning clouds, and the cakes are broken and the fat melts.
Diao Jinghong. Paintings depict tears and rain, flowers and candles turn, and the wind is remembered.
Surrounded by the Shunshui Temple, it is beautifully fragrant and reflected by pure pines.
The strange bottom star flag has not changed, the flowers are blooming wildly, and the catkins are dancing in the dark dust. The pity painting shows the province's crown and emerald hair, and the good people know the importance of spring.
It’s easy to lose your time when you are drunk in the countryside. The wind and rain are blowing, and there is still a lot of red.
The tired chanting and twilight curtains are left. It's Fang Festival again, and the snow shines in the spring sky.
Dreaming of a sacred mountain, holding a branch in hand, overlooking fish and dragons. The word Huanxisha was reduced, and the poem about cherry blossoms was repeated. I read Huang Gongdu's notes on Japanese miscellaneous poems and the talks of the Japanese sages who were good and fair. I took up the nine tunes again. The day before the great heat of Yimao (1) The eight layers of brilliant branches were seen.
Yiyun and Luzhan Chun Gong. Very dignified and doting.
The fragrance on the temples and the clothes on the temples are overseas, and people and people are in the dream when I am spending time. Last year's appreciation was too hasty.
(2) The spring sea is also fragrant even though it has moved thousands of miles away. Five clouds supported the ship to cross Kao.
Fei Pingzhang teaches colored pens. The green flowers on the calyx are especially handsome, and the beautiful women are not worthy of heavy makeup.
It is common to look through the fragrance spectrum. (3) Regardless of the group, the first one should be the lowest.
Begonia and Wenxing are also shoulder-to-shoulder. The east wind can still reach the west.
See the Mojiang River on the road, with green clouds and red snow embroidering the twin embankments. Cherish the fragrant mud beside Meier's Tomb.
(4) There is no such flower in China. The West is a home for asking beautiful people.
You should also look at the horizon of the clouds with melancholy. The flavor of Si smelling cherry rice is good, and it is easy to fall in love with sesame on the rooftop.
A spring fragrant dream chases the floating tree. (5) The painting province is standing in Yuke for three rests.
Eguan Bao belt is very fragrant. Jinyunxian Road is full of green girls.
It seems that this spring flower can be cherished, but some people are wasting their time. The flowers are still singing to determine the cause of the storm.
(6) The bright clouds of Shunshui Ancestral Hall. Guangping iron stone is decorated with plum blossoms.
Ge Wei’s life experience is a mess. The mangrove fairyland is still outside the world, and the colorful streamers change the spring scenery next door.
The wind blows over the wall, and the butterflies are approaching. (7) Where is the tower in the painting?
The beautiful trees in Yaolin bloom in the spring sky. But in terms of Xiangguo, it is also a fairy.
It may not turn into melancholy, but it still looks more and more beautiful. Afraid of not having the same feelings as others.
(8) Stay in the Xunchun oil-walled car. The east wind is weak and does not care about the flowers.
Don’t miss the drunken clouds when you are a flower. There is always deep love and deep resentment, and the setting sun is closer to the ashes and the clouds are slanting.
The cuckoo cuckoo talks about the world. (9) Cut the green and cut the red fourteen words.
I am a fan of flowers and signed by Ying Chi. Flowers can make you cry. I am afraid of flowers.
I can fly through the clouds and dream beautifully, and I can teach you how to break off the branches with dew. When the sun shines brightly, the three mountains rise.
Zhu Zumou's "Flower Prisoner": Cherry Blossoms in Chaoyuan, Zhou Haiquan Suo Fu. The moon is light and shaded, E'e is resentful, and the east wind is intoxicating. Wan Shujiao looks at it.
Hun has not spread all the fragrances, but has many beauties. The sky shines on the sea and the flowers bloom.
Immortal clouds rise from the mirror. Ask the island guest, "How can I move my roots? My heart is thousands of miles away."
Flying south, I live on a branch of peace, the best place to hide spring is a free space with a jade window. Fragrant dreams are stable, Hun is not envious, and Jiangdu is fragrant.
The sorrowful heart drags, and the nightingale whispers, but it cannot be hidden, and it is adjacent to Yanlaili to the east. Obstacles are required, palace brocades are surrounded by ten, and golden bells are taken care of.
Wang (Yunzhang) Western God Yaohua Ci: Exquisite plum snow, green green pear clouds, test Luan silk red raccoon. The pavilion is small, with makeup on it, and a crystal curtain rolled up on one corner.
The cold dew fairy sleeves are so light and clean, and the Huaqing face is charming. It seems that at that time, the silver screen with pearls and foil called the Jiuhua people lazy.
Silk green cocoons hang low, accompanied by colorful purples and reds, which are full of resentment. No matter where I move my roots, I can only look forward to the three islands of Penglai and Chun Yuan.
Mingguang’s old songs have been replaced a long time ago.