Poems about recent love flowers

1, "Dead Hua Lian" Su Shi

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

2, "Butterfly Lovers" Liu Yong

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, who will lean on the bar and be silent?

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

3, "Butterfly Lovers" Nalan Xingde

Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. The past is like a ring, and the past is like a long time. But the moon is full and bright, and I don't care about the ice and snow.

But love is easy to die, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and spring recognized the amphibious butterfly.

4, "Butterfly Lovers" Yan Shu

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.

Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. To send colorful stationery and rulers, I don't know where the mountains are long and the waters are wide!