1. Ancient poems about roses
Ancient poems about roses 1. Ancient poems about roses
Spring poem Li Jianxun walked leisurely down the hall steps in the sun. , Xicao Chunsha has no embroidered shoes.
I broke off a rose and gave it to the phoenix hairpin with your hairpin. Dance music and lyrics·Qu Zhe's lyrics Wen Tingyun The willows linger on the bridge and the roses touch the ground red.
The embroidered shirt is made of gold and jade, and the flower bun is made of jade. The fragrance of the rain is latent and moist, and the spring water is dark.
At the beginning of the painting building, the dream is gone, and the sunny sun shines on the Xiangfeng. Fang Shu Li Shuqing looks at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family is next door to the west.
The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers. Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen.
The shadows of the peach trees are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path. A rose is like a rose at all, with numerous thorns blooming outward.
The fragrant bushes are tall and have shelves, and the red trees are mossy on the ground. Go live and watch the idlers, the clear sky will bring butterflies from afar.
The peonies faded into the dust a few days ago. The title is Kaiyuan Temple Peony Xu Ning. This flower is difficult to grow in the south, and I feel ashamed that monk Xian planted it with his intentions.
The petrel looks at it frequently in sympathy, and the wasp lingers even more unaware of it. The peony in vain is jealous, and the rose is too shy to bloom.
There are only a few red calyxes, which are fragrant and waiting for someone to come. It only blooms in the cold light of winter nights, not in a warm place near the spring breeze.
It’s rare to see someone just because it brings happiness, don’t pick one for fear of turning into ashes. Greedy ointment attached to heat often causes misunderstandings, just to repay moths.
2. Poems about roses
Tang Yanqian of the Tang Dynasty The roses and musk sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind. In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red. In the Tang Dynasty Xu Kui, Si Wuxu, the direct inspector, moved to the rose flower Fangfei moved from Yue Taiwan, and finally the roses were planted together.
The beauty of the crops is better than the paintings. Whoever praises them will give them roses. The spring blossoms are blooming, the sky is dyed with beautiful flowers, and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone. Tang Lulun and Li Sheren Kun Ji chanted roses and sent them to Xu Lang. The butterflies scattered and swayed in the light dew, and the orioles carried them into the sunset.
The rainy morning beats the brocade, and the windy night drama burns incense. The beautiful sun has thousands of layers of beauty, and the lonely clouds are full of light.
Song Yang Wanli The red rose has the same name as the rose, and it is not related to the rose. The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flower is light and dark red.
Romance has its own style, so how can rain and dew be done privately? The incense of other countries cannot be harvested, and the poet is smoked into the water.
Dong Yuankai of the Qing Dynasty Cong Hua · Chanting Roses The beauty rises at dawn and cherishes the remnant of spring, but the flowers are fading. The sound of flowers being sold is heard by the dressing table, where the basket is opened, and the color is bright purple.
Thousands of flowers are in the air, one branch is fragrant, and the dew is twisting to look at. Zhao Huaiyu of the Qing Dynasty, "Huanxi Sha·Rose" "The jade is on the skin and the musk deer is in the womb, lingering under the flowers for a few times, the city is full of silk rain, close to the yellow plum."
The lustful clay figure is still dripping with dew, the fragrance is like overflowing wine, don’t leave the cup, and the beautiful lady smiles with clouds on her temples. Contemporary Wu Zhuxi The east wind brings the beauty of roses to the pavilion, and the dew smoke is blooming with thorns.
Don’t blame the soft branches for being so proud, and the heart does not like the arrival of the butterfly. Jin Xuelian, Poppy, Pizhou Zhouci saw the Rose Flower Village in a remote wasteland with no flowers for sale. I didn’t believe that spring was still here.
It is clear that red skinny and green skin are first fat, leaving people with trivial thorns and clothes. Silver silk threads are lined with gold hairpins, marking spring people's temples.
Now in the wine glass, there is a rich and fragrant wine called daughter red. Wu Yifeng's Walking on the Shasha·The roses are beautifully reflected in the clouds, and the butterflies are intoxicated by their strong fragrance. They are picked lightly before the traces of dew are collected.
Don’t look at the top of the tree for good flowers, they will be sold all over the place. The hairpin beams are inserted carelessly, the temples are filled with foolishness, and the violet sac also loses its color.
Finely knead the flower slices and serve with icing sugar, the Jiangnan flavor is still regrettable. Zhou Yufeng's poem "Yinchuan City Flower Rose" is as unique and sentimental as the new makeup. I prefer to put the recommended name on it.
It is an ancient city that is dyed with rouge and takes up all the spring scenery. Wang Bingjun A rose is warm and beautiful in the early summer, and its demeanor is lighter than a begonia.
Unlike other flowers, which can be picked freely, the needles and awns are hidden at the bottom of the branches and leaves. Hu Yingguang Roses are affectionate but seem to be ruthless. They are so colorful that they cannot be kissed.
But this peanut is arrogant and afraid of meeting frivolous flower pickers. Wen Peizhang The roses are light and deep, and the courtyard is full of spring.
The monster has thorns all over its body, indicating that there were original flower pickers in the world. Gao Kai sings roses quietly on the roadside in the wilderness, and the beauty of the country is indisputable.
If there were not so much greed in the world, how could I love being covered with thorns all over my body?
3. Ancient poems about roses
Li Jianxun
Spring Ci
Rigao walked leisurely down the hall steps,
Xicao Chunsha has no embroidered shoes.
I broke off a rose,
and presented it to the phoenix hairpin with your hairpin.
Wen Tingyun
Dance lyrics
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Qu Zhe's lyrics
The willows are green on the bridge and the roses are blowing The ground is red.
The embroidered shirt is made of gold and jade, and the flower bun is made of jade.
The fragrance of the rain is latent and moist, and the spring water is dark.
At the beginning of the painting building, the dream is gone, and the sunny sun shines on the Xiangfeng.
Li Shuqing
Fangshu
Looking at the rose tree in spring, the Song family is next to it to the west.
The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers.
Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen.
The shadows of the peaches are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path.
Qi Ji
Rose
The root is like a rose, with numerous thorns blooming outward.
The fragrant bushes are tall and have shelves, and the red trees are mossy on the ground.
Go live and watch the idle people, the clear sky will bring butterflies from afar.
The peonies faded into the dust a few days ago.
Xu Ning
Inscribed on Kaiyuan Temple Peony
This flower is difficult to grow in the south, and I feel ashamed that monk Xian planted it deliberately.
The petrel looks at it frequently to show its pity, while the wasp lingers even more unaware of it.
The peony in vain is jealous, and the rose is too ashamed to bloom.
Only a few red calyxes are there, and their fragrance is just waiting for the family to come
Xu Wei
Lantern flowers
Light the wax and burn the silver Victory, Jiuhua blooms red and blooms with roses.
It only blooms in the cold light of winter nights, not in a warm place near the spring breeze.
It’s rare to see someone just because it brings happiness, don’t pick one for fear of turning into ashes.
Greedy ointment is attached with heat and causes many misunderstandings, just to repay moths.
4. Poems describing roses
1. "Inspector Wu Zhu moved to the rose" Tang Dynasty Xu Weifangfei moved from Yuewang Terrace, most like roses planted together .
The beauty of the flower is better than the painting, whoever gives it a rose will be praised. The beautiful scenery hidden in spring is blown away by the wind, and the sky is dyed with Qiongyao and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone. 2. "Rose" Tang Yanqian, Tang Dynasty. The musk sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind. In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red. 3. "Rose" Qing Dynasty Autumn I heard that jade was planted in the south of the Yangtze River, and the new makeup was brought to match the dew.
But I doubt that peach and plum boast three colors, and they will have the first fragrance in spring. 4. "Red Rose" Song Dynasty Yang Wanli has the same name as Guan Yueji, but is not related to Qiangwei.
The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flower is light and dark red. The winds and rivers are all in their own way, so how can the rain and dew create their own merits?
There is no other national fragrance that cannot be harvested. The poet is intoxicated and sinks into the water. 5. "Fragrant Tree" Li Shuqing of the Tang Dynasty was looking at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family was next to it to the west.
The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers. The shadows of the peach trees are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path.
Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen. 6. "Spring Poems" by Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty. The sun is high and I walk down the hall steps leisurely. The grass is fine and the grass is springy, and my shoes are not embroidered.
I broke off a rose and gave it to the phoenix hairpin with your hairpin.
5. Poems describing roses
Tang Dynasty-Xu Wei-Sizhi Inspector Wu Zhu moved to the rose era: Tang Author: Xu Wei Title: Si Zhi Inspector Wu Zhu moved to Rose content: Fangfei was moved from Yuewang Terrace, most like roses planted together.
The beauty of the flower is better than the painting, whoever gives it a rose will be praised. The beautiful scenery hidden in spring is blown away by the wind, and the sky is dyed with Qiongyao and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone. Tang - Tang Yanqian - Rose Era: Tang Author: Tang Yanqian Title: Rose Contents: The musk sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind. In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red. Tang Dynasty - Sikong Shu - He Li Yuanwai and Shi Ren chanted roses and sent them to Xu Shilang Year: Tang Author: Sikong Shu Title: He Li Yuanwai and Shi Ren chanted roses and sent them to Xu Shilang Contents: Immortal official Ziwei Lang, a strange flower*** Wanfang.
The stars are arranged in rows of green stalks, shining red in the eyes. Secretly jealous of the medicine, the incense sticks straight from afar.
It is easy for bees to wander around the branches and hinder the thorn birds from holding their titles. The dew wets the clothes, and the wind blows away the yellow pistils.
The trees are covered with luxuriant pearls, and the brocade screen is full of splendor. Staying with guests is better than looking at bamboo, missing people is better than loving a flower.
Just like the poem "Cai Ping Yong", my thoughts are full of Xiaoxiang. Tang Dynasty - Lu Lun - Fenghe Li Shiren sent roses from Kun Ji to Shilang Xu. Year: Tang Author: Lu Lun Title: Li Shiren from Fenghe Kun Ji chanted roses to Shilang Xu. Contents: Duhe sent smoke and frost, Shuangluan misses her late beauty.
The old shadow is in the house, and the new beauty is out of the wall. The butterflies scatter and sway in the light dew, and the orioles carry their mouths into the sunset.
The rainy morning beats the brocade, and the windy night drama burns incense. When the sun breaks, there are thousands of layers of beauty, and the lonely clouds are full of light.
When you come close, you will notice that there are few leaves, but you will feel that the branches are growing wherever you move. The film is highly rewarded during the filming period, and the spring is left in the distance.
When I heard that Qiongjiu was given as a gift, I felt ashamed and went to the hall. Tang Dynasty - Li Shuqing - Fragrant Tree Era: Tang Author: Li Shuqing Title: Fragrant Tree Content: Looking at the rose tree in spring, the Song family is next door to the west.
The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers. The shadows of the peach trees are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path.
Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen. Tang Dynasty - Changsun Zuofu - Songs of Prime Minister and Palace Grudges Era: Tang Author: Changsun Zuofu Title: Songs of Prime Ministers and Palaces - Grudges of the Palace Contents: There is a beautiful tree named Rose in front of the window. The flowers fell last year and bloom this year.
The ruthless spring scenery has yet to return, and when will the sudden break of your heart come? Reminiscing about the past, the makeup is like waiting for immortals, and the exquisite palace details are newly decorated every day.
If you hide your heart, you will laugh at Xizi's frown. Who will worry about Zheng Ji's slander if you cover your nose. Grass dyes the clothes and shoes, and flowers stick to the tents in front of A and B's beds.
Three thousand jade figures cannot boast, but twelve golden hairpins face each other alone. How can the ups and downs be filled with desire? The tender love turns sorrow into pursuit of flattery.
How can we be ashamed of the swans in the swamp and abandon the front to see the weeping fish in the boat? When I look at the cage, I don't remember the smoked borneol. When I chant the fan in the air, I don't remember the bald rat beard.
The original intention is like a rose and a new cypress, but in the end the wound is like a shepherd's purse but sweet tea. The deep courtyard is open or closed alone, and the parrots are frightened and fly to the moss-covered ground.
A box full of old clothes was given to me the day before, and new pillows were stained with tears at night. It's sad to see many marks in the mirror, but the green bun moth has not faded yet.
Mo Dao's new strings are as long as each other, just like meeting old swords chasing each other. Tang Dynasty - Li Jianxun - Spring Poems Era: Tang Author: Li Jianxun Title: Spring Poems Content: The sun is high and I am walking down the hall steps, the grass is thin and the spring sand is not embroidered shoes.
Fold a rose and use your hairpin to hold the phoenix hairpin Tang - Tang Yanqian - Rose Era: Tang Author: Tang Yanqian Title: Rose Contents: The musk sticks are clear and bright, and the shark gauze is covered with green mist. The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind.
In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain. I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red.
6. Poems about roses
Tang Dynasty - Xu Wei - Inspector Wu Zhu moved to the roses
Year: Tang Dynasty
< p> Author: Xu WeiTitle: Inspector Wu Zhu moved to the roses
Content:
Fangfei moved from Yuewang Terrace, most like roses Planted together.
The beauty of the flower is better than the painting, whoever gives it a rose will be praised.
The beautiful scenery hidden in spring is blown away by the wind, and the sky is dyed Qiongyao and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone.
Tang Dynasty - Tang Yanqian - Rose
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Tang Yanqian
Title: Rose
Content :
The musk deer sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind.
In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red.
Tang Dynasty - Sikong Shu-He Li Yuanwai and others chant roses to Minister Xu
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Sikong Shu
< p> Title: Li Yuanwai and his family members chanted roses and sent them to Mr. XuContent:
Immortal official Ziwei Lang, a rare flower that plays fragrantly.
The stars are arranged in rows of green stalks, shining red in the eyes.
Secretly jealous of the grade-changing medicine, the incense sticks directly from afar.
It is easy for bees to wander around the branches and hinder the thorn birds from holding their titles.
The dew wets the clothes, and the wind blows away the yellow pistils.
The trees are covered with luxuriant pearls, and the brocade screen is full of splendor.
It is better to stay with guests than to look at bamboos, and to miss people is better than loving a flower.
Just like the poem "Cai Ping Yong", my thoughts are full of Xiaoxiang.
Tang Dynasty - Lu Lun - Fenghe Li Sheren Kun Ji chanted roses and sent them to Xu Shilang
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Lu Lun
Title: Fenghe Li Sheren Kun Ji chanted roses and sent them to Xu Shilang
Content:
A single crane sends smoke and frost, and a pair of Luan misses the late fragrance.
The old shadow is in the house, and the new beauty is out of the wall.
The butterflies scatter and sway in the light dew, and the orioles go into the sunset with their mouths in their mouths.
The rainy morning beats the brocade, and the windy night drama burns incense.
When the sun breaks, there are thousands of layers of beauty, and the lonely clouds are full of light.
When you come close, you will notice that there are few leaves, but you will feel that the branches are growing wherever you move.
High rewards will be given during the filming period, and the spring will remain in the distance.
When I heard that Qiongjiu was given as a gift, I felt ashamed and went to the hall.
Tang Dynasty - Li Shuqing - Fangshu
Era: Tang
Author: Li Shuqing
Title: Fangshu
Content:
Looking at the rose tree in spring, the Song family is next to it to the west.
The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers.
The shadows of the peaches are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path.
Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen.
Tang Dynasty - Changsun Zuofu - Songs of Prime Ministers and Palace Grudges
Era: Tang
Author: Changsun Zuofu
Title: Songs of Xianghe: Palace Resentment
Content:
There is a beautiful tree named rose in front of the window. The flowers fell last year and bloom this year.
The ruthless spring scenery has yet to return, and when will the sudden break of your heart come?
Recalling the past, the makeup was transformed into a battle royal for immortals, and the exquisite palace details were newly decorated every day.
If you hide your heart, you will laugh at Xizi's frown. Who will worry about Zheng Ji's slander if you cover your nose.
The grass dyes the clothes and shoes, and the flowers stick to the tents in front of A and B's beds.
Three thousand jade figures cannot boast, but twelve golden hairpins face each other alone.
How can we be ashamed of the swans in the swamp and abandon the front to see the weeping fish in the boat?
When I look at the cage, I don’t remember the smoked borneol, and when I chant the fan in the air, I have no bald rat beard.
The original intention is like a rose and a new cypress, but in the end the wound is like a shepherd's purse but sweet tea.
The deep courtyard is open and closed alone, and the parrots are frightened and fly to the moss-covered ground.
A box full of old clothes was given to me the day before, and new pillows were stained with tears at night.
Even though there are many scars, it is still sad when you open the mirror, and the green bun moth has not faded yet.
Mo Dao's new strings are as long as each other, just like meeting old swords chasing each other.
Tang Dynasty - Li Jianxun - Spring Ci
Era: Tang
Author: Li Jianxun
Title: Spring Ci
Content:
Rigao walked leisurely down the hall steps, the grass was thin and Chunsha had no embroidered shoes.
Fold a rose, and use your hairpin to hold the phoenix hairpin
Tang Dynasty - Tang Yanqian - Rose
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author : Tang Yanqian
Title: Rose
Content:
The musk sticks are clear and burning, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind.
In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red.
7. Ancient poems describing roses
After leaving you for a hundred weeks, I came back here to look for evidence of our love. No one wants to mention the rose. Its past. Today’s theme here is me. Call it memories. I know that love doesn't make sense. I used to be with you because I was too rebellious. Now I'm the only one left. I secretly miss you. I buried the memories of you at the funeral of roses. I feel my hands are numb and I can't take care of myself. I can't hold it anymore. You are so beautiful, the fireworks rain that day, I said I wanted to marry you, wearing a floral dress, the funeral of roses, burying you whom I loved deeply, the remaining flowers stopped breathing and seeped into the earth, no one would pay attention. A small raindrop stayed with me, waiting for the dawn. I use this last minute to miss you. I sneak on the overpass shrouded in the night. You are retained on every step of the stairs. The traces of my past are still tender, drunk, noisy and sober. They are still wandering around my feet. I haven’t had time to hand you the red rose. I love you. It's like a rain has left me. The love that is too bright will eventually wither. The funeral of roses buries the memories of you. I feel my hands are numb and I can't take care of myself. I can't hold you. You are so beautiful. The fireworks rain that day, I said I want to marry you. You in the floral dress, at the funeral of the roses, buried the deeply loved you, the remaining flowers stopped breathing and seeped into the earth, no one would notice. A small raindrop stayed with me, waiting for the morning. I spent the last minute missing you, always thinking about the past and blaming myself. I always think of you inadvertently. Now you are too far away and can only stay in my memory. The funeral of roses buries the memories about you. I feel my hands are numb and I can’t take care of myself. I can’t hold you. You are so beautiful. The fireworks rain that day, I said I want to marry you in a floral dress. At the funeral of roses, I bury you whom I love so much. The broken flowers stop breathing and seep into the earth. No one will notice. A small raindrop stays with me until dawn. I spend this last minute missing you.