There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Lan:
king
Orchids grow in valleys and flowers bloom in Qiu Lai.
* * * Follow me in the quiet period, and the empty mountain wants to go far away.
Bamboo:
Zheng Xie
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax, the root is breaking the rock.
After many trials and tribulations, it is still strong, east, west, north and south.
Chrysanthemum:
end game
At dusk, the wind and rain hit the garden.
Residual chrysanthemums are scattered all over the floor;
It's okay to break a branch,
The poor son cherishes his heart.
2. Describe an ancient poem by Mei Zhulanju, and clearly write Wang Anshi's poem "Plum Blossom".
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Li Bai's ancient style
Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed.
Although the sun shines brightly in spring, I feel sorry for the crisp moon in autumn.
First frost early, green dare not rest.
If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance?
Du Mu's title of Hsinchu
A few stems are beautiful and jade-colored, and smoke at dusk.
The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line.
Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to get eight curtain clouds.
If you are not a guest of Yin Shan, who loves this gentleman?
The Singing Chrysanthemum by Don Huang Chao
Waiting for September 8 of the lunar autumn,
Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.
3. I want to write three poems about "Mei Zhu Lan Ju": * *12 Poem about Mei: There are several plums in the corner of Anshi, Wang Mei, and hanling blooms alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. Wei Zashi came from the old country. Tell me what happened there! .
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? Operator. Song Lu, Yongmei, is especially lonely outside the broken bridge. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Don and Xiaomei are in the garden on the mountain and stagger down to the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn.
Song, Song and Song refused to surrender for the sake of spring, so the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road. Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.
Yimei, Li Shangyin, settled in Tianya, and she didn't want to let things happen. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely. Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken. Who is the morning show for? Don't wait to be the last word of Fang Meihua (one of them). Lu You heard that the plum blossom is cool and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? Plum blossom quatrains (2) The valley is all north, and flowers bloom late every year.
Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice? Plum blossom quatrains (the third) The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the stronger the integrity between flowers is.
Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more. Mei Chu, thank you for welcoming the Spring, so I get up early and I am not afraid of the cold.
I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it. Du Fu's plum blossom in Jiangmeitang is broken before, and there are many plum blossoms after the year.
I never know that spring is good, what is the most annoying thing? The snow trees are the same color, and the river wind is its own school. I can't see my hometown, and the witch is gloomy and rugged.
At the beginning of Mei Tang, ten thousand trees in Miracle were frozen to break, and the solitary roots were warm and lonely. Snow covered the village. Last night, flowers were in full bloom in the snow.
The breeze is blowing towards Mei, so it has no emotional appeal. Avon's clean posture makes the birds jumpy. If you obey the law next year, it will first be reflected in Chuntai.
Wei has seen the cold plum hair and heard the birds singing. Looking forward to spring grass, I am afraid of jade steps.
Don Li Shangyin settled in Tianya, and he didn't want things to happen. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
On the plum river, Shi suddenly saw the cold plum tree and the blooming Hanshui River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
Tang Yuxi, sent by Ding Meiyong, often suffers from colds in early flowers, and his condition is complicated and miserable. What happened to you in spring? Yao Tao will smile, prostitutes will look back! When I asked Jinding, I knew it tasted bad.
It is difficult to draw a single plum blossom with snow in the early days of Tang Cui Daorong. There is rhyme in the fragrance, which is extremely cold.
Flute worries, oblique skill depends on disease. Against the wind, if solved, it is easy to destroy.
Plum blossom Tang Yuxin feels plum blossom fragrance in the twelfth lunar month. I don't believe that this year's Spring Festival Evening, everyone will come to see it.
The tree hangs on the ice, and the branches are cold. If I had known I couldn't find it, I really regretted the clothes list.
Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow Tang Xiaogang was absolutely surprised by the late arrival of Plum Blossoms. He tried to peep in the snow. The lower branches are visible, but the higher branches are hard to know.
Everyone is embarrassed to show their wrists and make way for each other. You must also learn two or three skills by cutting and confusing.
Plum Blossoms Tang Jiang Han Wei Bai Yutang planted a plum tree, and now he suddenly sees several plum blossoms. Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in? Plum blossom beam is thin, with small calyx and pearl color.
When a flower blooms, a hundred flowers bloom and the garden is full of spring. If you want to spread the message of spring, you are not afraid of snow burial.
In di, take three fang, Dong Jun is advocated. In winter, Zhang Songlei, an empty mountain, wanted to be old, but he came when he was old.
I am afraid of willows every year, and I am sad everywhere. Vegetables lack nails and red wax blooms.
How can there be ice and snow? The east wind returns day and night. Then with Yang, Meihua, Song, Su Shi, Mo v. Frost Morning, the white head is wasted day and night.
Cut a new flower, like waiting for the moon in the west wing. Plum blossoms are in full bloom in Sushiling, Song Mei, but no pedestrians will come.
Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum. Mo Zhu Meng Li, Qingjiang drunk ink, cold branches sparse frost.
Now it's black and white, so don't ask, make up for the world. Yang Bu's painting "Song Lou Diao Mei Hua" is often vivid with pen and ink, and Song's understanding of Mei Hua is more real.
Baihua and Huadu are friends, but I only saw these three people when it was cold. Xuemeilu Songmeipo has the spirit of plum without snow and the custom of snow without plum.
Sunset poems are snowy all day, and it smells good with Mei. From Zhang Zhongmou's "Begging for Songs" to Huang Tingjian's "Wen Jun Si Hou Ye Mei Mao", the fragrant honey was dyed palace-style yellow.
I don't want to fold up to cover my old eyes. If you want to know the scenery in spring, go to the pond. Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back.
Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When she was in bloom, she laughed in the bushes! Poetry on Bamboo: Shuangshi's solution to the new situation cannot be self-contained, while Chanjuan has been in a cold posture for many years. To see the significance of first frost, we must wait until the autumn wind falls.
Yu Qian and the monk Lu Song Su Shi would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. In the Song Dynasty, there were three or two peach blossoms outside the scenery of Huichong River, and there were duck prophets in the riverside plumbing. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck. The bamboo stone in the north window is Bai Juyi, with a few green bamboos and sassafras.
If you have feelings for me, you still can't get enough of it. Under the north window, near Xitang Canal.
The wind is clear, and the moss and rain are slightly green. If you have a wife, you will be old, and if you have no children, you will be alone.
Open the window at night, and the canal will accompany you. On another bridge, Bai Juyi calmly crossed the bridge to jump bamboo, lest pedestrians be injured.
I want to be ashamed of my lack of love, and I won't be like Gan Tang if I don't teach you. Tang Baiju, who works under the bamboo beside the pond, walks around the fence easily, leaving ten acres idle for half a pool.
I slept by the window when I was full, and I walked alone in the forest with light steps. Water is my friend and bamboo is my teacher.
Why look for relatives in the world? Play two songs of pine and bamboo: Tang, the dragon and snake hide in Daze, and the elk swim in the grass. The perch is content with things, while the diving fish likes algae.
I love my Lu, too. I am happy in Lu. Loosen the bamboo before pruning and lie down to die.
Everyone has his place, but I don't know what else is good. Sitting in front of the eaves of love, lying in front of the window of love.
Windy windows and bamboo, loose eaves. You and I are in harmony, and the same ideas follow fate.
Although I am heartless, I will get what I give. Intellectually similar, you don't have to move around to plant.
Bai Juyi, the main hall of the East Building, is a unique city.
4. A poem by Mei Lan Zhu Ju in spring, summer, autumn and winter 1. In spring, Budeze in the spring, everything is full of brilliance-I don't know who cut the thin leaves in Han Yuefu's ancient poem Long Songs, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors-
The most favorable thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the smoke and willow pouring into the imperial city-Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department" is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the spring river warms the duck prophet. Song? Su Shi's "Two Poems on the Night Scene of Hui Chong Riverside" is easy to know the east wind, and is often used as Haruka. Zhu's "Spring Day" is wet, apricot blossoms are raining, and his face is not cold. -The poems written by Zhinan and Shang in the Southern Song Dynasty are getting more and more attractive. Only shallow grass can have no horseshoes.
-Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprised the tits in the moon and sounded in the spring. -Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild.
-Wei Looking at the Xixi River in Chuzhou 2 ... The lotus leaves in summer are infinitely bright, and the lotus flowers reflect different reds in the sun-Yang Wanli's Xiao Look at the Woods in Jingci Temple, Huangmei's home is raining, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond-Song? Why does Zhao Shixiu's The Guest hate the division of Fang Fei? Xia Mu is cute-Song? Qin Guan's "The Dark Sun in March" has turned red and purple into dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer-Song? Lu You's Poems in Early Summer III. Autumn sunset and lonely, autumn waters and the sky are the same color-Tang? Wang Bo's "Preface to the Autumn Palace" Trees are all autumn, and the mountains only shine-Tang? Wang Ji's wild dreams of autumn geese are accompanied by the wind. I face them on this villa and drink my wine-Tang? Li Bai's "Minister Xuanzhou Zhuang Bie" howled in August and autumn, my San Mao-Tang? Du Fu's "Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage" painted a cold picture with a red candle and a small fan fanned by fireflies in Qiu Guang. The day and night are as cool as water, lying and watching the morning glory and weaving stars-Tang? Mutu's Autumn Night: The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow, the color of autumn, and the cold smoke on the waves-Song? Fan Zhongyan's Su Curtain Covering 4. Winter is like a strong wind in spring, which blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. Snow White Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home scatters salt in the air, but if the catkins are due to the wind-gold? Xie Daowen's Poems on Snow: Snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as seats, blowing down XuanYuanTai-Tang Dynasty? Li Bai's "Popular in the North" shows that there are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Don? Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue, who cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox-Tang? When Liu Feihua from Han Yu's Two Poems of Li Hua entered the room, he sat and watched the bamboo turn into a lovely branch-Tang? Snow in Gao Pian, May, a pot of wine from the flowers, I drink alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
-Li Bai, "Drinking the bright moon alone shines on the foot of my bed, is there frost?" Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" went to the West Chamber alone, and the moon was like a hook. -Li Yu's "Meet You", the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" was a bright moon in the Qin Dynasty, closed in the Han Dynasty, and the Long March people did not return.
-Wang Changling's "Fortress" People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain or shine. It was difficult to accomplish in ancient times. -Su Shi's "Water Tune" Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Boating in Guazhou" is a frosty night, and Jiang Feng's "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" is a bright moon. At this time, the sea is full, and the horizon is * * * At this time-Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the moon and thinking about a distance" is how wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how clear the water is, and how close the moon is! .
-Meng Haoran's "Sleeping at Jiande" The morning light in the mirror changes, and the night song dares to ask the moonlight is cold-Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 6. Friendship, however, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor. -Wang Bo's "Farewell to Du Fu's appointment" advised you to drink a glass of wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason.
-Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan to Twenty Shores Xi" is a lonely sail, only looking at the Yangtze River. -Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet and not as good as Wang Lun.
-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun" Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you. -Gao Shi "Don't move big 7". There are no birds in the mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths.
-Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream. -Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning.
-Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief. -Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
-Du Fu's "Wang Yue" 8. The rain is green, so you don't have to go home because of the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" apricot blossoms are wet, and the wind is not cold. -the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.
-Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream.
-Lu You's "The Storm on November 4th" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring. -Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.
-Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls. -Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
-Su Shi's "Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake" The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingdingyang" 9. Mountain We look at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the surrounding mountains.-Meng Haoran's Passing the Old People's Village Wan Li went to Rongji, and the mountains were flying.
-"Mulan Poetry" Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low. Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang River, and then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint.
-Cen Can's "A Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home" The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has passed. -Li Bai's "Early Interpretation of Baidicheng" made Longcheng fly, but did not teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain.
-Wang Changling's "Embankment" Mountain covers the day, and the ocean drains the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan's "Looking at the Heron Tower" The Yellow River is far above the white clouds and is an isolated city, Wan Ren.
-Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci" suspected no road village. -Lu You traveled to Shanxi Village. Once he climbed to the top of the mountain and peeked, he would see that other mountains were dwarfed under the sky. ..
-Du Fu's "Wang Yue" picks chrysanthemums under the east fence and sees Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's Drinking (10) flowers wet the skirts, apricot blossoms rain, and the wind blows the willow tips. -wise south monk quatrains > lotus leaves are boundless.
5. Ask for a plum poem about drinking plum, bamboo and chrysanthemum-from spring to years old Author: Tang Author: Bai Juyi, if he returns to the south in spring, has been fighting for the East Building for longer and longer.
Bai Mei falls into the stream, and yellow-tipped willows come out of the city wall. Idle picking banana leaves to write poems, boring vines to attract wine to taste.
Happiness is getting older and older. From now on, I plan to be negative. Have a drink with Meihua and Xue Xiucai. See "The Year of Giving Gifts" Author: Tang Author: Bai Juyi suddenly surprised the cold plum in the forest, so he tried to drink a cold cup before flowering.
The white horse goes to meet the poets, and the red banquet dances the people. Wei Song hatred, wine to drink is unscrewed.
If there is no rain or snow at the age of 20, you will be drunk two or three times. Looking for last year's plum blossom with guests: Tang Author: Bai Juyi immediately took today's cup and went to the lake.
Every year, people are just empty and old, and there has never been a flower everywhere. Poetry leads to chanting, and drunkenness calls for orchestral strings.
Everything is the same in front of the bottle, but there is no Xue Xiucai in the spot check. In early spring, I sent a short message to Li of Yuezhou, Li Shanqi, who loves wine and love. Scholarly Age: Tang Author: Dumucheng is high and steep, and the ground is better than the balcony.
When the desert is warm, Xiaoxiang spring comes. If you think too much, you will be cut if you hide.
The triangle glows, and Leng Xiang is a plum tree. Five forests and fragrant grass are far away, and the red cliff sails.
The past is empty, and the east does not return. Branch operator YingChuan politics, hanging flexor luoyang.
Brush the box, adjust the bead column, grind the lead and explore the jade cup. Chase climbed over the cave and took out the frozen mashed potatoes.
This interest is not thin, when will you accompany me? Singing in the spring: Tang Author: Mountain trees fall plum blossoms and fly to wild people. What do barbarians have? A jar full of Yangchun wine.
Bring wine to Chuntai and sing with plum blossoms. Drunk lying on the bright moon, sleepwalking on the roof.
Lan-once again hidden rhyme writing times: Song Author: Chen Zao my five acres of garden, spring is bright and not thirsty. You are willing to borrow wine to swim, and you can stop whoever opens the door.
Dianyi bought flowers and plants and planted 189 jobs. Prosperity leads to waste and filth, and heaven allows people to seize it.
Three paths lead to small steps, and two parts are tired of sunny days. Long days on the shore, watching people dragging their heads.
Stretching and bending are easier to tilt, and he hides evil. It was a close call. All I can think about is reading.
Who knows that in the anther field, fine pottery sinks sandalwood chips. I don't care about this joy, but I have given up.
In the center of the whisper, the mountain bird said happily. How to get a three-foot beak, the beauty lies in you.
Qiu Lan is charming and fragrant, and wild bamboo is quite noble. When you know that a pot of pottery can beat Xiao's eight leaves.
Parallelism is better than a moth to a fire, only giving birth to snow. Autumn Gulan era: Song Author: Fang Huijiao steamed vegetables nine times, students can recite Chu Sao.
Only those old people who know nothing about the land scratch their heads frequently. Pei servant shot Dongting years: Tang Author: Qian Kuangji, Yunxi difficult to return.
To your superior position, the Tao is in the capacity. Under the dazzling walls of Zhu Ji, among the trees in Gaozhai.
Bloom is far from the water, and the waste volume loves Yangshan. A belated bath is worthy of rejuvenation, and so is a bosom friend.
Give Lancashire wine and let the guests go through heavy customs. The fairy dog is quiet, and the car reflects the bamboo.
If you know the truth and live in seclusion, you may not appreciate it. After the porch, the three dynasties took care of it, and the red pine did not climb.
Lan Ruo travels to the Western Hills: Tang Author: Sheep and people walk beside weeping willows in ancient and modern times, and spring grass and spring water are reborn. I want to ask the monk about the beautiful scenery and see how many people go with the wine.
When Assistant Minister Wu delivers wine: Song Author: Song Jian Veteran's Kitchen, rich in wine materials, with fragrant grains dripping from several troughs. Autumn fragrance blends with orchid and English, and spring scenery lurks back to bamboo leaves
The crab is shining, Shen Gong Post reminds. Although it's not a fight, I'd like to offer 300 cups.
Bamboo-Jiangnan Lane Age: Tang Author: cool waves in the green fog of Lihe River, the sky is red and craggy. Water, wind, clouds, old bamboo and bamboo rafters are picturesque.
Perch has a thousand heads of wine, and the wine lies in Nanshan Green. The moon song on the border of Wu is not finished, and the rivers are all covered with cold jade.
Beiting Age: Tang Author: Bai Juyi Zhou, Shabianzhai. The house leans on Jeremy goldkorn in the north and reaches thousands of feet.
There are green bamboos on the ground and many white stones in the middle. Mao Ting is at the top, and the door to enlightenment is open.
Front roller blind foil and north roller blind pad. Jiang Feng came to Wan Li to blow me off.
When the sky is high, the government returns, and towels are thrown at will. Take off your clothes and scratch your head. Sit and lie down if you want.
Pour a glass of wine and look at the lake. Singing alone and watching the flight.
Doing nothing is shameful, it is a shameful service. I got this secluded place, as ridiculous as a high-ranking person.
Shilandi Bamboo Pavilion Age: Tang Author: Meng Haoran, my second son and third son, have deep friendship all their lives. Everyone has ambition and once had a heart.
Escape is false, and the breeze is in the bamboo forest. Da is interested in wine and occasionally plays the piano.
"To Lu Qiunian" Author: Tang Author: Li Bai sage, successful career, but in Shatangpi. Bamboo shadows sweep the autumn moon, and lotus clothes fall into the ancient pool.
Read the classics of mountains and seas and lie in the distance. Spent a lot of time on the field, and then came to the middle of the forest.
Wild actions persuade aromatic wine, and garden vegetables cook sunflower. If you can grow peaches and plums, you can tie a knot for me.
From Xuanzhou to Peking, Judge Pei Tan returned to Xuanzhou because of the inscription. Date: Tang Author: Du Mu Jingting Mountain, a hundred hectares of bamboo forest, including poet Xiao Xiecheng. The tall buildings in the city are full of gold and jade, and you can listen to a stream of cold water.
Plum blossoms smell fragrant, and snow falls in Bai Yuhua. Wind and wine hang Zhuge, and half-drunk tourists smell Sheng.
When I first came here, I was less than thirty, with a sharp brain and light bones. The ebony board of the picture gallery is broken in autumn, and sometimes it is even ten times.
The old man is idle, and the dust hangs high for thousands of years. After revisiting the old place, everything has changed, but I can only see the level of Dongliu Spring.
Don't be afraid to drink, but you can see every gentleman clearly. Yunqian looks at people and praises them, leaving him with face.
After 60 days of drunkenness, I heard of Gu Ruansheng. When right and wrong, I first saw drunkenness.
I sang a song and drew a sword before sending you a message today. Jianghu wine companions, if asked, never forget.
Chrysanthemum-On September 5th, Shi Xue sent a letter from Gusu to the official of Mulan Pavilion. Date: Song Author: 50 mu of Meigong land, not planted in autumn. There is no turbid wine in the cup, only single crystal in the box.
Suddenly there was a guest in Dongting, and the beauty spread Wu and Cheng. Words are full of Mulan dew and brewed into the Qing altar.
Mulan Xiang has not stopped, and Yu 'ang Store Huaying. When the chrysanthemums first opened, they fell down.
I'm drunk after one drink. Who can solve my problem? I am puzzled, and my bones are light for a hundred days.
Send Liu Wendong Guan Qin Jianri Lv Haichouzi Year: Ming Author: Tang Xianzu Qujiang Chun Lao Fu stopped the clouds and sent the king when he was ill. For the time being, it is better to respect wine with the public than to live in seclusion with Sun Chu.
High rice dew chrysanthemum every autumn, whisper frost bell into the night. What's more, plum blossoms are old, and Luo Fu Qing Yin is the most familiar.
Jingshan wine delivery time: Song Author: Huang Tingjian likes my pear lamp, but he didn't notice the wine at first. The short gold pot was willing to send it, and the broken chrysanthemum was handed a cup.
Age of Spring Injury: Song Author: At the beginning of the flower month, I went to Beijing to recommend chrysanthemum fragrance, and now I have passed Chunfang on my way. Ten years, more than ten thousand miles, half frost on the temples.
Drink wine.
6. I want a poem by Mei Zhulanju, one of which will do ~ I chose four for the landlord!
Mo mei
Wang Yuan cotton
The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Gu Feng
Tang Libai
Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed.
Although the sun shines brightly in spring, I feel sorry for the crisp moon in autumn.
First frost early, green dare not rest.
If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance?
A kind of bamboo
Don Lihe
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
Complete works of Tang poetry
Tang Yuanzhen's chrysanthemum
In autumn, the bushes, like Taoist priests, are more and more inclined around the fence.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
7. Ji Mei:
Yamagata Xiaomei
Limbu
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.
Wang Anshi
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see Mei, which is a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.
Lu you
The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Mei in Qiu Jin
Education and industrial mathematics (short for mathematics in education and industry)
Meet once, think once.
The most affectionate place is the most spoony.
Three thousand trees under the lonely mountain forest
Frost resistance is this branch.
Lan:
Zhang Heng's complaint
Qiu Lan, the plants are in China.
It has a strong fragrance and a zay flower.
Although it's deep, it's beautiful.
The son of the cloud is far away, how about my labor.
Fan Qinyong's poems
The grass grows in the north of the mountain and is ruined.
Rooted in the shady cliff, afraid of danger, afraid of the depression at night.
Cold springs soak my roots, and cold winds often wander.
Three lights and eight pillars, no afterglow.
Ye Yong has withered, and dew is everywhere.
A hundred flowers are blooming, and they have lost their posture.
More beautiful than me, I am sad.
Qiu Lan, Fu Xuan.
Qiu Lan reflects Yaochi, and the water in the pool is fragrant.
Lotus hair with the wind, there is a pair of mandarin ducks.
Pisces is enthusiastic, and when two birds are together, they will return to Xiang.
You and my concubine have been dressed for nine years.
Xu
Bow down to Su Bo and admire Fang Lan.
I also want to be a guest, I hope the wind will never sigh.
Yuan
People also have words, which means happiness.
Now that the guests are here, I want to play with you.
The micro chapter is selected, and the fragrance is Lan Ruo.
If you are consistent, you will be retaliated.
Bamboo:
The south wind came today, blowing the bamboo in front of the yard.
When the treble is low, the blades touch each other.
The wind and snow are bleak and can't be humiliated.
The wind and bamboo have returned, and the jade is scattered.
Therefore, there is no mountain today, and autumn rain is a hedge chrysanthemum.
I don't know if this gentleman is healthy or not, but he came back to sweep the south porch green.
—— Written in Huzhou in the second year of Yuanfeng (1020)
Yu Qian monk Lu Junxuan
Song sushi
No meat to eat, no bamboo to live.
No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable.
Others scoff at this, so high that they are stupid.
If you don't chew this, there will be no Yangzhou crane in the world.
Notes on Su Shi's Selected Poems
chrysanthemum
The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the frost. Su Shi's gift to Liu Jingwen
Drinking "(Tao Yuanming)
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.