A poem with fallen flowers flying all over the sky

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It is said that Li Bai's poplar in Wang Changling has been lost, and Wen Daolong has crossed five streams. Li Bai, a junior second-line student, swims around and laughs at Huji wine shop.

It's only in the spring to send someone to Zhang Bi, and it's still one thing to leave someone to take pictures. Du Fu's On Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down to the South of the Yangtze River is a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

Bai Juyi passed Yuan Jia's letter room, and all he said was empty talk, and running water poured into the pool mercilessly. In spring, I frequently travel with Li Erke outside the country, because I gave a long sentence, Bai Juyi stepped on the fallen flowers in the morning and came back with birds at dusk.

Du Mu in Jinguyuan resents birds at dusk, and the fallen flowers are still like fallen flowers. Du Mu, an egret, flew into the distance in surprise to reflect the blue mountains and the evening breeze in pear flower falls.

Xiao Chun Meng Haoran But now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. Topic Xinghua Temple Garden Pavilion Jia Dao Bai Yutang Autumn wind, thorns full of pavilions, you know.

Wang Anshi in Beishan counted the fallen flowers because he sat for a long time and found grass too late. No one asked Cao Cao about the fallen flowers outside the door in the spring dusk, and the green Ran Ran was all over the world.

Tourists have a spring outing in Fengle Pavilion. Ouyang Xiu, regardless of whether it will get old in spring, steps on the flowers in front of the pavilion. The flowing water of Langtaosha Liyu is gone, it is heaven and earth.

Recalling Li Cun's fairy posture is like a dream, and the waning moon is fading away. What's more, the deep courtyard in Wei Zhuang is closed, the small courtyard is empty, and the fallen petal is fragrant and red.

Back home, it is said that it rains everywhere in late spring in Wei Zhuang. Wei Zhuang, Kinmen, flowers like spring, heartbroken grass green.

The good news is that Li Qingzhao's wind will set the flowers deep, and there is a red pile of snow outside the curtain. Xue Mei Xiang Liu Yong has a harmonious charm, and the water flows from west to east.

Rui partridge Ouyang Xiu was even more disappointed with the spring breeze, falling out of the flowers and dancing in the rain. Like a dream, Qin Guanchi is full of fallen birds.

Linjiang Xianyan Dao Ji is independent, and swift flies together. Ye Mengde, a corn poppy, has danced amorous feelings and sent yellow rain.

Zhu Jinmen, full of flowers and curtains, heartbroken grass is far away. In the Spring Festival Evening, the King made the March flowers bloom more vigorously, and the eaves became more and more swallowy.

Plum blossoms in Wang Mian, no one has seen them, and countless plum blossoms have fallen on the wild bridge. Cao Xueqin, who buried the flowers, hoed the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with his hands and endured stepping on the fallen flowers again and again? .

2. What poems describe "Flowers fall all over the ground after rain"? 1. Qingyin Pool Guanheng Bridge, Yuhua Tip.

Flowers in the Rain by Chen Zilong, a poet of the Ming Dynasty.

Original poem

Flower pond in the rain, spring apricot flowers

Light up the Yinchi Pavilion Bridge and make a yuhua tip. I am so charming and lost when I am slightly cold.

Recalling the past, outside the Qingmen levee, the powder is messy. The jade face is lonely and reddish, and there is no such feeling tonight.

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Before and after Tomb-Sweeping Day, it was overcast, and by the pond and the bridge, I saw the drizzle nourishing the blooming apricot flowers, which were even more delicate and charming in the slightly cold weather. I think that year, after a heavy rain on the levee outside the city gate, the apricot flowers withered in a few days. Apricot flowers, flowers fall, even bees and butterflies don't come to visit, so they have to live alone. Where can it be a precious spring night?

I saw flowers for the first time before it rained, but after it rained, there were no flowers in the leaves.

This is "Rain clears up" by Wang Jia, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Original poem

RAIN OR SHINE

Before the rain, there were flowers in the flowers, but after the rain, there were no flowers in the leaves.

The butterfly flies over the wall, which is suspected to be the spring scenery next door.

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Before the rain, I saw a new pistil between the flowers, but after the rain, there was not even a flower under the leaves. Bees and butterflies have flown over the fence, which makes people suspect that charming spring scenery is nearby.

3. After a long rain, the sky is happy.

From the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's "Deng Crock Pavilion"

Original poem

Dengwa pavilion

Board the crock pavilion in the morning and overlook Jinling City.

Zhongshan faces the north households, and Huaishui enters Nanrong.

Long rain, noisy days and happy voices.

The two corridors beat drums and the four corners sang kites.

Stand outside the sky and climb the sun and the moon.

The mountains and air are domineering, and the earth is cold and gloomy.

The vast sea of clouds is late, and the vast palace is flat.

The door is closed, and the building knows the name of Phoenix.

Much thunder and little rain, but heaven helps all.

How expensive is the halo? Jason Wu, the mayor of this town.

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Get up in the morning, climb the high pavilion in the crock temple, and see Jinling City from a distance. To the north is the majestic Zhongshan Mountain, and to the south is the pavilion eaves facing the mighty Huaihe River. In the chanting from the temple, smallpox rained down; Ensemble music is like the sound of nature. Drums rumbled on both sides of the hall corridor, and iron horse fragments at the four corners of the cornices tinkled thoughtfully in the wind. The pavilion soars into the sky, holding its head high, as if it could climb the sun and the moon. Autumn in Zhongshan is depressed and the spirit of overlord is exhausted; How many sad stories have been precipitated in the long river of history.

In the night, the sea of clouds is boundless, and the magnificent palace view is almost flush with the sea of clouds. Only the word "Hu He" written on the door plaque can be vaguely distinguished from the word "Phoenix" mentioned on the floor plaque. Thunder rumbled, the mountain was shaking, and the arch of the house was about to tilt. The man of God came to help. How precious is Lingguang Hall? Can bless Jinling city for a long time.

4, the fallen flower has danced the style. Send yellow rain again.

Ye Mengde, a poet from the Song Dynasty, and Yu Meiren after the rain, became famous and bought wine to spend the rest of their lives.

Original poem

After the rain, with the reputation of being dry, only Qing bought wine to spend the rest of his life.

Falling flowers dance in front of the style. Send yellow rain again. Half of Xiaolai's courtyard is red. Only the hair is so weak that the sky is clear, Wan Li. Yin follows the shadow. Better have a glass of wine. Beauty doesn't have to be frowned upon. I am also sentimental and helpless.

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Falling flowers have been dancing in the wind, and it is raining at dusk. In the early morning, half the yard was covered with residual red, and only spider silk was several thousands of feet long, floating and winding in the noble sky. I warmly invited them to swim under the flowers, and frequently urged them to drink to enjoy this last spring. Beauty, please don't frown In the spring, the wine stopped and people dispersed. I was sentimental and didn't know how to get rid of my troubles.

5, the rain hits the pear and closes the door, lonely and negative.

From Tang Yin, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, "A plum blossom, a rain, a pear blossom closes"

Original poem

"Prune, rain and pear, close the door."

The rain closed the pear blossom, leaving youth alone and empty. Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming. Sorrow gathers eyebrows, and a thousand tears mark ten thousand tears marks. See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you.

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Close the door and listen to the sound of the rain beating pear blossoms outside the window, which failed to live up to youth and wasted youth. Even if you have a cheerful mood, who can you share it with? Under the flower, I feel dejected, under the moon, I feel dejected. All day, I frowned like Dai Feng, leaving thousands of tears on my face. I watch the clouds from morning till night. I miss you when I walk and miss you when I sit!

3. Bloom's poem bloom Mantang has two sources:

1. Lyrics of the Millennium.

Bloom flowers fall, love comes and goes.

The geese go back and forth, and they don't sleep at the ebb and flow of the tide.

At night, the bright moon dreamed of a beautiful girl, a beauty whose daughter couldn't stay.

I'm used to seeing bloom open again, but I'm afraid of their origin and extinction.

Frozen tears

Fall like a meteor

Whose mind was broken?

Between reincarnation

The dust has vanished.

A fuzzy face in a dream

Kunlun branch

Jianghu yuan

Flowers are blooming all over the sky.

Sigh the world of mortals

Luozhuyan

An immeasurable difference

Love is like the wind.

Love is like smoke.

Pipa has been played for thousands of years.

Jinshengyuan

Next time we fall in love.

The sea becomes a mulberry field, and the mulberry field becomes the sea-time has brought great changes to the world.

Adult year

An ancient sword.

Sever feud

Who awakened the oath?

immediately

Long lost love

Recall the past.

Kunlun branch

Drift away into the distance

Just for your dreams

Secular world

Draw vermilion

Clouds are falling.

Love is hard to get rid of.

Only when there is love can there be love.

Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.

Jinshengyuan

Next time we fall in love.

have deep affection for

Kunlun branch

Drift away into the distance

Just for your dreams

Secular world

Draw vermilion

Clouds are falling.

Love is hard to get rid of.

Only when there is love can there be love.

Only envy mandarin ducks, not immortals.

Lian Jinsheng

Love in the afterlife

Don't let it linger.

Become parting.

2.

Bury flowers and sing Lin Daiyu

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense?

Soft hair floats in the spring pavilion, falling hair touches the embroidered curtain?

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the dusk of spring, and there is nowhere to release her melancholy;

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with your hands and endure stepping on the fallen flowers again and again?

Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei;

Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year?

The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless!

Although you can peck flowers next year,

However, no one can go to Liang's empty nest.

360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing;

When will it shine? Once you drift, it's hard to find.

Bloom is easy to see but hard to find, smothering the flowers in front of the steps;

Leaning on the hoe alone, I shed tears in the dark, and the branches on it saw blood stains.

The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door;

When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.

Depression for slave bottom is half pity and half chagrin;

Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence.

Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul?

It is always difficult to leave the soul of a bird, which feels ashamed of itself.

May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers.

After all, where is Xiangshan?

If you don't accept beautiful bones, a piece of pure land will cover the wind;

It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.

I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die.

The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?

Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age;

No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!

4. Poems describing fallen flowers or poems mentioning fallen flowers can also be written or mentioned. Flowers fade, flowers come to mourn for flowers, flowers shed tears for flowers, flowers shed tears for flowers, flowers cry to make petals fly and bloom, and flowers mourn for whom. Looking at bloom before the court, bloom is full, bloom is full, there is no place to look, the tree head is not full, Yin San is full, and bloom is full. What is a fallen flower? A grizzled head may be sad for a fallen flower. It's a tree. pear flower falls is late in the storm. Flowers fall on the floor of Hongshicheng, wild roses fall in autumn, and cherry blossoms fall in spring. Flowers fall in different ways. Tears fell on bloom's neck, red cotton fell into the water, and plum blossoms fell into the deep courtyard. Pear flower falls is in the garden in autumn. Indus falls in autumn garden, and lonely flowers fall in dusk. Flowers quietly fall, flowers fall to the bottom of the valley, but they are still like falling flowers. In March, no one asked outside the Shimen to destroy the flowers, and the red flowers fell on the trees, leaving people to take care of them. Dongfeng rises, flowers fall, maple leaves and rushes whisper in autumn, poplars and snow fall, and white flowers want to dress. With the flowing water, pear blossoms are everywhere, and the moss is falling again today, flowers are falling all over the ground, and wine is falling all over the bar. There are many flowers. Only flowers know that the grass falls, and the bright moon pavilion will set at sunset. Who will fall tomorrow? * * Drunk flowers sound at the bottom of the fairy sound, flowers fall with the water, wine falls with the water, flowers fall, sleeves are red, flowers fall, hate empty water, flowers stay, wings fall like snow, flowers cry, and