There are very few poems about mangoes that can be examined, but there are many poems about mango flowers. The poems are as follows:
"Yangdaozhongzuo"
Year:? Author of Sui and Tang Dynasties: Qi Ji
On the road south of Yiyang, Xiayue passed by again.
Red maple leaves cover the shop, and the slopes are covered with white miso flowers.
The mountain of apes is getting thinner, but the water of geese is still abundant.
As the sun sets, the herdsmen in the villages sing songs.
"Jinling Blocks the Wind and Climbs Yanzuo Pavilion"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Xu Hun
The traces are as far as the eye can see, and I asked the distant Duke for the picture. After the Three Kingdoms of Ge and Yuan, he crowned the center of the Six Dynasties.
The kudzu and vines are in ruins, and the miso flowers are gone in the harem. The water is flowing with flutes and drums, and the mountains are in the sky.
Thousands of ships gathered in Jipu, and the high platform was connected all the way. The clouds move to Wuxiu and the rain turns to Chujiang River.
When I ascend the pavilion, the stems gradually drift away, and when I stop the boat, I recall the broken canopy. The date and route of return are to the east of Shangui Haimen.
"A Poem"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Chen Mi
Autumn comes in August or September in the blue water, and miasma breaks out in Manghua Mountain.
People at that time believed in witchcraft and burned paper, so they could survive without seeking medical advice.
"Feelings of the White Egret Pavilion facing the sunset in autumn"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Qi
The egret opens to the west pavilion, and the eaves are poor and refreshing 岲.
Thousands of peaks are like a chain, and the green color is incomprehensible.
At that time, the sky was vast and there was no mist in the six scenes.
The golden bucket irons the autumn river, and the plain clothes and belts are practiced.
The universe is clear and stable, but the weather changes day by day.
The miscanthus makes the snow wind, flying across the sea.
The heron rises from the sky, and the flying bird flies thousands of miles away.
The moon is on the top of three mountains, and there are no birds outside the Hengtang.
The vast continent is sparse, and the stars are scattered here and there.
Open the silk and bamboo screen, and draw your lapel towards Xiao Lai.
The rest of my life will be in the world, where Yan Jianxin will meet.
Although Qingxing is self-defeating, I am also tired of bitterness.
Fish and dragons floated by the night waves, suddenly surging in all directions.
And the rhinoceros lantern is burning, and the water monster is shining brightly.
"Send Off Taoist Li to the South"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Xu Xuan
Taoist Li Yunshui was once a nobleman.
Qiwan is no longer in love, Songhe is on a blind date.
The clouds are clear in the evening, and the miscanthus flowers are purple in spring.
The old melon is still old, melancholy and looking forward to the dust.