1. Poems about describing the beauty of flowers blooming in the community
Poems about describing the beauty of flowers blooming in the community 1. Poems describing the beauty of flowers blooming
Red Peony
Wang Wei
Green is leisurely and quiet, red is light and deep.
The heart of a flower is full of sorrow, but the beauty of spring does not know the heart.
Red Plum
Su Shi
I am afraid that I will be too late to bloom alone because I am too lazy to sleep.
Pretending to be a red peach and apricot color, the remaining figure is solitary, thin, and snowy.
The cold heart refuses to follow the spring state, and the wine dizziness gets on the jade skin for no reason.
Shi Lao didn’t know that Meg was there, and he looked at the green leaves and green branches.
Yang Wanli's poem "Leaving Jingci Temple to See Off Lin Zifang at Dawn":
After all, in the middle of June in West Lake,
the scenery is not the same as the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers are uniquely red in the sun.
(Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum")
Autumn bushes surround the house. In Tao's house, the fence around the house becomes increasingly sloping.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers bloom.
2. Verses describing the beauty of flowers
Last year, today, in this door, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected the red.
The human face is nowhere to be seen, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze - Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty. The little peach looked west at that person's house, and there were a few flowers on the fragrant trees. I'm afraid that the east wind can do evil, and the red will fall like rain on the window screen. ——Song Dynasty. Liu Chang: "Peach Blossom" Spring returns in February on a rainy day, and the green peach blossoms feel the passing years.
There are still three thousand trees in the remaining red trees, which are not as bright as the first blooming one. ——Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty: "Inscription on the Peach Tree" The tree is full of delicate red flowers, and thousands of red branches are glowing in spring.
How should it be completed for thousands of years and will show the work of creation in the world. ——Wu Rong of the Tang Dynasty: "Peach Blossom" The spring river is about to end when the heart is broken, and the stick stands up and slowly steps up to Fangzhou.
The crazy catkins go with the wind, and the light peach blossoms float with the water. ——Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: "The Romance of Quatrains" I have found a peach land to avoid the Qin Dynasty, and the peach blossoms will see another spring.
Don’t send the flowers to fly with the flowing water, for fear that a fisherman will come to ask about it. ——Song Dynasty. Xie Fang: "Peach Blossoms of Qingquan Temple" The peach garden is only in the mirror lake, and the shadows fall on the clear waves ten miles away.
After saying goodbye to Xichuan Begonia, I will be drunk and answer the spring breeze for the first time. ——Lu You of the Song Dynasty: "Going Boating to View the Peach Blossoms" The peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like even shades of makeup.
The spring breeze helps the broken heart and blows off the white clothes. ——Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty: "Peach Blossom" The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
(Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple") The water in Peach Blossom Pond is thousands of feet deep, but it is not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me! (Li Bai's "To Wang Lun") The peach blossoms chase the poplar flowers and fall, and the yellow birds sometimes fly. (Du Fu's "Wine in Qujiang") The grass is green and the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are fragrant.
(Jia Zhi's "Spring Thoughts") Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and mandarin fish are fat in the flowing water of peach blossoms. (Zhang Zhihe's "Fisher's Song") The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long, where is the hole beside the clear stream? (Zhang Xu's "Peach Blossom Stream") The peach red contains the lingering rain, and the willow green contains the spring smoke.
(Wang Wei's "Pastoral") The peach blossoms flowed away (yǎo), and there was no other world than this world. (Li Bai's "Questions and Answers in the Mountains") Where the peaches and plums compete for fragrance, only the old plum blossoms are at peace.
(Ming Dynasty Wang Mian's "Inscribed Plum Blossoms") Apricot Blossom (Northern Zhou Dynasty) Yu Xin The spring scenery is full of fields, and the branches are blooming green. The village dock is dimly reflected, and the mountain city is blooming.
It is good to entertain guests, with gold plates lined with red flowers. Xinghua (Tang Dynasty) by Li Shangyin The kingdom of Shang Dynasty used to be very beautiful, and the pavilions were as beautiful as words.
I am temporarily rewarded in a foreign land, how can I be unkind? The aid is less, the wind is more powerful, the wall is high and the moon has traces.
Because it contains infinite meaning, it is incomparable. Fairy Yujing Road, the owner Jinguyuan.
When will I say goodbye to the blue sky, who will accompany me through the dusk. The lead in the mirror is greasy, and the osmanthus in the furnace is warm.
Finally, the bamboo leaves should be urged, and the peach roots should be chanted first. Don't learn to cry into blood and teach dreams to send souls.
The king of Wu was walking on the incense trail and lost his way into Yancun. Apricot Blossom (Tang Dynasty) Luo Yin The latent heating urges spring, the plum blossoms have faded and the apricot blossoms are new.
In a leisurely garden that is half open and half fallen, how can people in the world be so prosperous and withered? Apricot Blossoms in the Ancient Garden (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Ji The apricot blossoms in the abandoned garden are there, and travelers are worried about the time. A new trench bottom is opened alone, with old burnt branches half exposed.
The evening color is deserted and the monument is overturned in the low shade. Under the vast ancient tombs, who knows when spring is over.
Qujiang Red Apricot (Tang Dynasty) Zheng Gu The head of the Mojiang River is covered with willow color, and the day is thick and the oriole sleeps on a branch. The girl looked at it diligently, saying it was the spring breeze touching the first flower.
Visiting the Apricot Blossoms in Zhaocun (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi The red apricots in Zhaocun bloom every year. How many times do you come to see them in fifteen years? It's hard for the seventy-three people to come back again. This spring comes, don't miss the flowers. Seeing the Apricot Blossoms in Wucun at the foot of Liji Mountain (Tang Dynasty) Sikong Tu: Why did the King of Han lose his spirit? The palace is filled with flowers but spring is nowhere to be seen.
Three thousand beauties appear in the pink mirror, only Mrs. Li's face is hidden in sadness. Apricot Blossom (Tang Dynasty) Wen Tingyun The red flowers have just bloomed, and the snowflakes are numerous, overlapping and filling the small garden.
I still feel disappointed when I see it in full bloom, how can it be that the place I have opened has been turned upside down. Love has accumulated thousands of poems for the world, and drunkenness is like a bottle of wine from my hometown.
Yao Yao sings beautifully on a spring afternoon, where is the red door behind the wall?
Seeing Apricot Blossoms on the Way (Tang Dynasty) Wu Rong A branch of red blossoms appeared on the top of the wall, and the pedestrians outside the wall were alone and sad.
You may look like someone who hates you, but it’s even harder to stay in a bad situation. The dark-colored orioles in the forest sky arrive first, and the light fragrance of spring and the cold butterflies have not yet traveled.
I also recall the thousands of trees in the imperial hometown, and the dim sky in China. Apricot Blossom (Tang Dynasty) Han Yu lived in an empty ancient temple in Beiguo next door, and the two apricot blossoms were white and red.
Qujiang River is full of gardens and cannot be reached. It is better to take shelter from the rain and wind. After two years of wandering out of the mountains, I saw many similar and different vegetation.
If the cold in winter is not strict, it will always leak out, and the Yang Qi will be chaotic and ineffective. The mayor has floating flowers in Langrui, but they are still in the mist after they bloom.
The pomegranates and duckweeds have little meaning, and they are clusters of yellow and purple under the sun. Partridges and apes call to rest, and green maples gather in deep valleys.
How can we play with such a tree? What a poor country it would be if we were in Beijing. Today, Hu Wei is suddenly melancholy, and thousands of pieces are wandering west and east.
Next year we will respond better and better. Taoist, don’t forget the old man next door. Seeing Apricot Blossoms for the First Time (Song Dynasty) Mei Yaochen Before the spring breeze spreads, the misty forest will bloom early alone.
The light red deceives the drunken fans, and I am willing to believe that there are generals and plum blossoms. Apricot Blossom in Beipi (Song Dynasty) by Wang Anshi A spring water surrounds the flower, and its enchanting figures occupy the spring. Even if they are blown into snow by the spring wind, they are crushed into dust in the southern road.
Apricot Blossoms in front of Yunlu Hall (Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda The pink clouds on the waxy red branches make it difficult to see the beauty of the sun and the thick smoke. The vast scenery has no shore, how to lock the Xingchun Garden.
Gardenia Author: Mr. Kuyin Publication date: 2007-6-1 13:39:45 Number of reads: 227 The wind carries the cold raindrops and beats the cheeks mercilessly. Dusk quietly tells the wandering birds. They have all returned to their homes, dragging their lonely figures, wandering around in the blurry world. Two rows of bitter tears hung on them, as if they were a butterfly in the desert. They suddenly discovered the fragrance of gardenias, so refreshing and the colors so white. I have no time to stop searching, I don't care about the wind and rain, I bend down my wet body to listen to the intimate words of my bosom friend, Gardenia, Gardenia, my lonely soul cares about your innocence, I will soon grow a pair of wings to accompany the wanderer around the world.
3. Beautiful poems describing the withering and blooming of flowers
When flowers bloom, they must be broken, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break the branches.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The fallen flower man is independent, and the little swift bird flies together.
I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others.
Break off the flowers when they bloom, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left.
The wind is unstable, people are still at first, and the path will be filled with red sunset tomorrow.
The moon comes first when you are near the water, and it is spring when the flowers bloom and face the sun.
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.
At dusk, the east wind sings the birds, and the falling flowers look like people who have fallen from a building.
This is a place where the reds and greens are fading and the flowers are gone.
I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again.
The falling flowers follow the flowing water deliberately, but the flowing water has no intention of falling in love with the falling flowers.
Only the moon in the spring garden is sentimental, just like falling flowers for people who are leaving.
The lonely spring garden is empty and late, and the rain hits the pear blossoms behind closed doors.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep late at night, so I burned a high candle to illuminate my red makeup.
I like these poems very much~
4. Beautiful sentences describing the lush blooming of flowers
The roses bloom very beautifully, light yellow The flowers look very elegant and solemn; the edges of the rose petals are flashing pink, covered with hairs, containing crystal water drops, full of vitality, and exuding bursts of alluring fragrance.
The rose flowers in full bloom are in various shapes, each exuding fragrance, some are as rich as dense sweetness, some are as elegant as tea fragrance, and the fragrance is spread all over the garden. Peony is respected as the "King of Flowers" because it is rich and luxurious. Although narcissus does not have the status of "King of Flowers", it is intoxicating with its purity and fragrance.
The plum blossom has five petals, either single or double. Its stamens are thin and there is a dot smaller than sesame on it, like a little hat. The peach blossoms are in clusters, as if they were stained with rouge, dazzlingly red and intoxicatingly beautiful.
Wandering among the peach blossoms is like being in a fairyland of peach blossoms covered with brocade and flowing clouds. The fragrant breeze passes by and the peach blossoms whisper. Flower appreciators look forward to lingering in this poetic and picturesque beauty. Looking at pear blossoms from a distance, with sparse trees and sparse flowers, it's like looking at a landscape painting with light strokes and light ink, light and elegant.
The lotus leaves in the pond look like colorful sails dangling on the blue waves from a distance, which is really beautiful. The sun rises from the east, and the purple morning glory slowly wakes up like a yawn, and then the skirt of the dance skirt slowly spreads out, and then like a woman spinning and dancing, the skirt completely spreads out.
Milan is evergreen all year round, and when it blooms, it floats ten miles away; who can not love Milan, which is green, fresh and fragrant? The pots of spider plants are like small flower baskets, nodding to people with smiles in the breeze. The clusters of beige sweet-scented osmanthus look particularly elegant and luxurious. From a distance, they look like gold dotted on the green embroidered cloth, or like little dolls peeling off the green leaves and looking out with a smile.
In summer, castor flowers bloom in clusters. The upper ones are female flowers, which are light red, and the lower ones are male flowers, which are light yellow. From a distance, they look like two beautiful colorful clouds. Chase each other. Begonia flowers grow very vigorously. The new leaves are bright green, the flowers and leaves are green, and the edges of the rolled leaves are decorated with a bright maroon color.
Good paragraph. The petals of the lotus are red and white, so beautiful! The lotus flowers are accompanied by green lotus leaves. The lotus leaves are high and low, sometimes gently floating on the water, some standing high out of the water, and some seem to be talking together, with a few crystal clear water drops on them. The beads were rolling, and the sun shone on them. The lotus flowers look various, some look like a shy little girl, blushing, hiding under the green lotus leaves; some poke their heads out curiously, looking at the beautiful and lovely world; some look like a handsome fairy aunt. Facing the calm lake, I dressed up carefully.
The plum blossoms here are indeed well-deserved, not only in quantity but also in variety. The pink plum blossoms are like clouds, the white plum blossoms are like snow, the green-calyx plum blossoms are white with hints of green, crystal clear and elegant...the most eye-catching ones are the cinnabar plums.
Looking closer, the hard trunk bends upward, and the brown old branches, like cast iron, stretch out in all directions. Some tall new branches are pulled out from the old branches, decorated with red flowers, brown. Silk and golden stamens are like countless beautiful red butterflies, resting on the green new branches; looking from a distance, the mountains are full of red plums, clusters and clusters, like burning flames, very warm and dazzling, leaving behind the remaining winter. All traces of it have been driven away. The "White Peony" and "Auspicious Snow in the Ancient Capital", which are as bright as snow, are as white as jade and hug like snowballs, and have become the objects frequently visited by painters; the "Ink Chrysanthemum" and "Ink Lotus", which are famous for their peculiar colors, are red in color. Purple, purple and black, it is constantly surrounded by photographers; what is even more adorable is the "Mulan Dressup" with changeable colors. It is a green lotus color when it first blooms, and turns pink at night, with a firm yet soft appearance. She is brave yet girlish, quite like Hua Mulan, who disguised herself as a man and joined the army for her father, and then quietly returned her hairpin... Although the peonies in the garden are all beautiful, in my opinion, the "Fire Alchemy Pill" is the most beautiful. .
It is water-red when it first blooms, and when it blooms, it bursts red and spits flames. The red light is dazzling, like the pomegranate flowers in May, and like the red scarf of our young pioneers, which is the crown of red. The color of the petals is the same inside and outside. When in full bloom, it is half-spherical, with more than 80 to 200 petals.
The flowers are flush with the leaves or slightly hidden in the leaves, which can be called treasures. The leaves are yellow-green, slightly rolled upward, thick and hard, and densely grown. The newly grown young leaves of the rose are like a tiny crescent moon. The small, watery leaves are tender red, and a shallow blush spreads around the leaves.
There are 3 to 5 young leaves growing evenly on a rose plant, just like an ink painting, it looks so unpretentious, so simple and elegant. After a week or two, the young leaves grew up, changing from crescent to oval, and from oval to old leaves as big as the palm of your hand. At this time, its color also changed from light red to purple. and green again.
And new leaves continue to grow between the stems and leaves, clusters and clusters gathered together, opening up the green umbrella of life. Colorful chrysanthemums are blooming, including red, yellow, green, white, pink, and deep red.
The red ones are like fire, the yellow ones are like gold, the green ones are like sorrowful green, the white ones are like snowflakes, the pink ones are like colorful clouds, and the deep red ones are like silk. The chrysanthemums spurted out from the flower stand as high as one person, shining with brilliant and dazzling bright spots, all the way to the ground.
It is like a gorgeous and moving phoenix tail, a long skirt illuminated by the stage lights, a still, silent, fragrant waterfall, and unrestrained, as if a girl had washed His hair was let down casually. Those slender branches covered with flowers interspersed and drooped in confusion, giving them a forest and game flavor.
In the world of flowers, only the phoenix has such a peculiar state. Narcissus has always been euphemistically called "Lingbo Fairy".
Indeed, its charming figure makes people fall in love at first sight and fall in love with it. There is a pot of daffodils on my desk at home. Several tender green branches and leaves are pulled out from the white and tender bulbs. Among the crisscrossing green leaves, there are several small white flowers blooming in an orderly manner. There is a bouquet of gold embedded in the flower. The flower-like stamens exude a rich fragrance.
A gust of wind blew by, and the little flowers nodded repeatedly, as if they were holding the crystal dress and dancing on the water and stones, making people feel relaxed and happy and intoxicated. I rarely use cold water in the cold winter, but I make some exceptions for daffodils. I insist on changing the water for the flowers every day.
Looking at the beautiful charm of the flowers and smelling the refreshing fragrance, I feel sincerely happy and love it even more.
5. Poems describing flowers blooming and falling
Poems describing flowers blooming and falling
Flowers bloom and fall several times, but flowers bloom and fall the same year as before.
When flowers bloom and fall, life gets old easily.
I am afraid that the flowers will bloom and fall, so I will stop the geese before returning them.
When flowers bloom, we should cherish each other, and when flowers fall, we should not leave each other.
As the swallows go and the swallows come, the days pass, and the flowers bloom and fall, which is the spring.
The flowers bloom and fall with the spring breeze, and the flowers bloom and fall and people remain as before.
Falling flowers bloom and fall in front of the spring breeze.
Why ask when the flowers are blooming and falling? I urge you to have a glass of Dongfeng wine.
During the Qingming Festival, the flowers bloom and fall, and the sound of Du Yu is heard in the north and south of the mountain.
The flowers bloomed and fell in the ancient Dongxi River. Who is the remaining fragrance now?
The flowers bloom and fall with the spring breeze, and the flowers bloom and fall and people remain as before.
During the daytime, the swallows go and the swallows come, and the flowers bloom and fall in the dusk.
The clear ice and jade moisten the sandalwood heart, and the flowers bloom and fall as if they are in love.
Flowers fall and bloom without interruption, and it doesn’t matter whether spring comes or not.
The flowers are blooming and the man has not returned yet. Do you remember the beauty upstairs?
The flowers bloom and fall for several springs, and I feel sad for Yi Si De.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it
Huang Si’s natal family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are hanging down the branches.
Spring scenery The whole garden cannot be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall
The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring is coming on the red apricot branches
I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance.
The sky-high incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is filled with golden armor and yellow nests
If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would repay the peach blossoms with yellow nests
Autumn wind I walked through the garden last night, and the yellow flowers fell all over the ground.
The most beautiful thing is that I can't keep it in the world. The beauty said goodbye to the mirror and the flowers to the tree. Wang Guowei
The sound of wind and rain last night made you know how many flowers had fallen.