Beautiful poems about rape flowers

1. Yellow calyx and green leaves are thick, and thousands of villages are happy to press new oil. Love his livelihood to benefit the people, not just idle flowers and weeds. ——"Cauliflower" by Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty

2. The fences are sparse and the paths are deep, and the flowers on the tree heads have not yet formed shade. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found. ——Yang Wanli of the Tang Dynasty, "Xugong Store, Suxin City"

3. The hundred-acre courtyard is half covered with moss, and all the peach blossoms are in bloom. Where did the peach-growing Taoist go? Liu Lang came to visit him before. ——Liu Yuxi of Tang Dynasty, "Revisiting Xuandu View"

4. The view of Chunjiang is dim. Distinguish masts and masts. Infinite green wheat, yellow cauliflower. The hatred of the past and present, the tears on the horizon, the setting sun. It is not a place for slaves to live, but it is also desolate. ——Zheng Xunchu, Song Dynasty, "Crying in the Night"

5. There is a high room on the side of King Wu Temple, with a curtain in the south and the sun is growing. The wild wind blows in the garden, the peach leaves are green, and the spring dew on the border is yellow.

The hanging lantern is silent behind you, and the front of the case is dim. I know that there is a tiger stream in Mengqie, and the temple gate is broken and the monks in the community are dead.

——Tang Dynasty Qi Ji's "Inscription on Liang Xianxun's Public House"