[Autumn Sound]-Wind-There is a piece of gold in front of the porch, and the fragrance is surging for tourists. Only when the frost is heavy can you become a hero.
[Singing in Jucheng]-Wang Ruting-The Lion Dragon is flying and brilliant again! Light alleys and thick streets are full of fragrance, and desks are full of chrysanthemums in September. Tao Jin Yuanming's Book of the Republic of China: Fang Jukai Lin Yao and Song Qingyan watch and practice.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost. Tang Taizong's "Endowed with Remnant Chrysanthemum": The summer frost condenses in Taiwan, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning.
Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant. Thin leaves are light green and round flowers are light yellow.
Still holding the color of this year, after reunion, it will be fragrant. Tang Du Fu's Nine Days in Yun 'an: Cold flowers are exhausted and chrysanthemums are full of branches.
Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed. Don Bai Juyi's "Chanting Chrysanthemum": A new frost hits the tile overnight, and the banana is newly defeated.
Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn. The real Chrysanthemum in Tang and Yuan Dynasties, like the Taoist priest in autumn, tends to fence more and more.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Tang Wu Lu Lei's "Chrysanthemum" is a golden dress with elegant white jade skin.
Knowing it is very different, as cold as old. It's hard to fall to the ground. It's better to die.
Tang Li Shangyin's "Chrysanthemum" is purple and dark, melting and smelting yellow. They have the color of Tao Yuanming's Hedgerow and the fragrance of Lohan House.
Chrysanthemum is not afraid of wet dew, but afraid of the arrival of the sunset. I am willing to stay by the water and drink the parrot cup, hoping to come to the feast of the rich.
Su Songshi's "Zhao Chang Lengju" makes the gold nucleus shine. Want to know the medicine to delay aging, let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend.
Fan Chengda's "Chrysanthemum after the Double Ninth Festival" in Song Dynasty shows that the isolated east hedge is wet and exposed, and the sand shines on the front golden house. A few girls in the world have no high rhyme and only look at flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
Song's "Folding Chrysanthemum on September 12th" is good at yellow flowers and pink powder, and Chongyang acrobatics with dogwood. The later you start, the more you see Cao, which makes you laugh at the way those outdated children do.
Song Mei Yao Chen's "Canju" is littered with golden stamens. Although it has withered, it will not change its fragrance. It's better to have a clean car in a remote and lonely forest.
Song Zhu Shu Zhen's Chrysanthemum can be white or red, and you can still love it at night. I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind.
Jin Yuanhao asked the poet of "Fu October Chrysanthemum" to give autumn fragrance to old people and pass it on to good writers in the evening. If it weren't for the west wind to keep guests, the plum blossom would have declined for a long time.
Zhou's "Chrysanthemum" began to blossom in the crisp autumn, but it turned from cold to prosperous. The west wind gate is full of fragrance, except for the Taos who come to my house.
Song Yang Wanli's "Singing Chrysanthemum" has always had its own physical attributes. Who is greedy for cold and thin? Chrysanthemum white chooses the country of wind and frost, not chrysanthemum outside spring. Yin Mingtang's "Chrysanthemum" hometown spit out the secluded grass of three paths, and Xuanshuang fell into the blue sky overnight.
How many people have not returned to the end of the world, looking at the autumn wind through the fence. There are more than 100 kinds of famous chrysanthemums in Dong's Chrysanthemum Appreciation, but the blooming ones are beautiful and gorgeous.
Autumn is light outside the nursery, and spring is spinning in front of you. Who is responsible for good luck? Diligent, intelligent and self-professional.
Invited guests * * *; Singing music is extended for one year. Chen Yi's "Autumn Chrysanthemum" Autumn chrysanthemum can Ao Shuang, and the wind and frost are good and evil.
This performance is cold-resistant, and wind and frost can't help it! The chrysanthemum poem in a dream of red mansions is a must. Please enjoy the chrysanthemum poems in the Red Chamber Art Garden, remembering the chrysanthemum gazing at the west wind and thinking hard. There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear.
I miss the wild goose, and I sit and listen to the evening anvil. Who pity me for my yellow flower disease and comfort me for seeing you again?
-constant visit chrysanthemum, while first frost gave it a try, the glass was filled with mo for a long time. Who planted first frost the month before? Where is autumn outside the fence? Wax is far away, and cold songs are not enough.
If a yellow flower helps a poet, it won't be a stick today. -Prince Hongyi planted chrysanthemums, moved them to the autumn nursery with a hoe, and planted them in front of the fence.
I didn't expect to survive the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost today. Autumn scenery wrote thousands of poems and got drunk with a glass of ice.
Fill the spring with mud to protect it, and you will know that the well diameter is dust-free. -Yi Gongzi's move to Chrysanthemum Garden is more expensive than gold, a little shallow and a clump deep.
Sitting on the fence, sitting on your head, kneeling in the Leng Xiang. Shu Yun is even more arrogant. It seems that I am the only one who knows her! It is better to cherish every inch of yin than to waste time and live up to his expectations.
-pillow summer old friends offer chrysanthemums and play the piano to consider wine. Very likable. A few cases adorn you. There are three paths of incense, and the book thrower is right for an autumn.
First frost made a new dream by clearing the paper account, and the cold sunset in the nursery recalled the past. In a world that is proud of the same smell, the spring breeze will not stay for a long time.
-Sleeping in the summer, old friends sing chrysanthemums, rogue poets are ignorant and ignorant, and they sink their voices around the fence. I wrote in the frost at the end of the play that the mouth is fragrant to the moon.
All the words on paper are their own sorrow. Who can understand their inner feelings through words only? A sentence from Tao, Changfeng said today. -Princess Xiaoxiang loves painting chrysanthemums and poems. Is it a contest between painters and painters? Pick leaves and splash them into thousands of ink, and save flowers to dye a few traces of frost.
The light and thick god will shadow in front of the wind, and the fragrance at the bottom of the wrist will be born in autumn. Don't admit Dongli is idle, stick to the screen to chat and comfort Chongyang.
-Constantly ask Chrysanthemum if she wants to know the feelings of autumn, mumbling to knock on the fence: Who is lonely and proud? Late to blossom? Why is the garden lonely? Will red laurel be lovesick? If you don't talk about anything in the world, why not talk about it for a while? -Princess Xiaoxiang is busy planting fences every day. I have to take a break to recognize the makeup in the mirror.
Chang' an childe loves flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is addicted to alcohol. The short temples are cold and exposed in three ways, and the kudzu towel is dyed with nine autumn cream.
Clap your hands and laugh at the roadside when you are in high spirits. -Qiu Guang, the shadows of chrysanthemums under bananas overlap and move in three ways.
The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen breaks the moon lock exquisitely. Cold fragrance should stay in the soul, and frost seal is vivid and dreamy.
Take care of the faint fragrance, don't step on it. Who can recognize when he is drunk? -Xia Zhen's old friend Jumeng fence is sunny in autumn, but cloudy in the month. To become immortal is not to admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies, but to look back and find Tao.
When you sleep, you will be bad with the goose, and when you are surprised, you will be upset. When you wake up, who will complain: the grass is cool and the smoke is infinite! -Princess Xiaoxiang's residual chrysanthemum dew frost is gradually falling, and the feast is only after the light snow.
There is more incense gold in Tiri than in the branches. It's cold and late in Wan Li.
See you in the autumn wind next year, and miss you for the time being! -Banana landing reference:
/web/teacher/Zhuyongxia/gu3.htm Chrysanthemum Appreciation (Shen Junru) Clusters of cold chrysanthemums are more beautiful than Qionghua, and the windows are covered with blue gauze. At first glance, I feel the fragrance is warm and the room is warm. It's really fancy
Poetry of Autumn Chrysanthemum (Chen Yi) Autumn Chrysanthemum can be found in Ao Shuang, where the wind and frost are everywhere. This performance is cold-resistant, what can I do with wind and frost? Chrysanthemum appreciation (Zhu De) wonderful flowers stand on their own feet, and jade bone's ice muscles are under the tree.
Listen to Taiping * * *, willing to solve the former enemy with chrysanthemum wine. Chrysanthemum fragrance (Cang Kejia) Northland scenery, no wind and no rain over Chongyang.
Don't go to Xishan to see the red leaves, come to clumps of yellow. People are leaning against the hedge, China is next to the palace wall, the city is red, and the gatehouse is facing up.
Borrow incense, only enjoy it, and do not compete with the world.
2. Poems, words and famous articles related to fish. What kind of fish has its own auspicious meaning for more than a year? So from ancient times to the present, there are many poems and songs praising fish. Such as the fish song Ouyang Xiu, the autumn water is clear, and the brocade scales are swaying.
The figure on the shore is still surprised, but sometimes it jumps into the depths of the green lotus. Fish dynasty advised to follow Pu, and going to Longhu Mountain was the right way.
Why bother hanging jade? You are not afraid of pelicans. I have swallowed a big boat, and there is no danger of drying up.
Hao was so happy that he forgot each other in the Jianghu. Zhu Qing's square pond looks like a mirror, and koi fish swims in the waves.
Just look at the three spring smoke and water heating, and you can see the dragon in one leap. Fish in the Stream The streams in Zhao Fang in the Song Dynasty rippled in blue waves, and fish knew it when they jumped into the water.
If you chase peach blossoms into the waves, wind and thunder will send Tianchi. Fish, shrimp and Song He put several kinds of lotus flowers in a one-foot pot, and fish and shrimp also solved the storm.
I have never heard Tianchi music before, and there are whales Peng Naihe. Yang Wanli, the old lady, sat on a crock drum without watching the fish.
Look at the fish in the pond, keep your eyes open and count them over and over again. Fish are extremely afraid of people and dare not be greedy.
There seems to be no other reason before a fish trial. When the fish's desire began, they suddenly went back.
Pass a cup from time to time, and suddenly it will be dusk. When the fish were in the Song Dynasty, the wind was clear and the frost was near, and the sand was singing at night.
I like scale and fine, sometimes I see inches and lengths. The moon is cold and moving, and the water is quiet and fragrant.
Lovely fisherman's music, Mei Xi Qiu Di Fang. Wang Song, the fish watcher, ordered Zhu Jiang to return day and night, and Scar went down the river to stop at the base.
If the fisherman doesn't work hard, it will be cold to push the boat. I had so much fun with the fish that I suddenly forgot to be in the mud.
I have never heard of the wind of the stone man. Do you believe in silk? Son fish Song Fangyue Peach Blossom Plumbing is fish fat, and the son swells and bursts into the belly.
Huang Liyu is full of spring, and crystal salt and vinegar are precious. Jiao Ren died crying, and Long analyzed the punishment and got pregnant.
I have a million soldiers in my chest, and the wine boat is worthy of the Jianghu. Fish Watching Song Cui Pi Xiaoyu likes his relatives. He can fish or sketch.
Big fish have their own gods. Hide to see who has energy. Although Lao Chan had no intention, he refused to taste delicious food.
When you are at the bottom of Chihiro, you can see it as a dragon badge. Wang Anshi, a fish in the Song Dynasty, sailed around the shore and roared dry. The fish chased each other and enjoyed themselves.
No one enters the Cangjiang River, and only when he is dead will he know that the world is wide. Wang Anshi caught fish in shallow water and put it in the deepest place.
As soon as the summer heat receded, it swam away. A man without conscience can make seven wishes.
I am afraid of everything and would rather give up. He Wen and Chuan30 Cold Dew Harbor Stone dissolved in sunny harbor and spring, asparagus was born in Liu.
There are also Jiangnan scenery, peach blossoms and flowing water. Fish swam in the Tang Dynasty, trying to make the fish swim smoothly, thinking about foreigners, losing their tails, lifting their beards and chasing the slow flow.
You should be afraid of the blue rocks entering the water, and the floating vines are like lines and the moon. Tang Xiangsi, a carp, is as full as Long Lin, but he just owes one favor.
My cheeks are still wet in the moonlight, but my eyes are not dim in the mud. Begging for an ant-proof hole, looking at the water and writing a golden basin.
It will rain one day, and Gong Tian will repay you. Carp Tang Zhang Xiaobiao's eyes are like real pearls, and scales are like gold, always moving outward and sinking.
If you want to go to Longmen in the river, don't sigh the depth of the rivers and lakes. Yellow croaker soup Du Fu became more and more familiar with Badong Gorge, and yellow croaker started Sina again.
Grease and cream are not suitable for dogs when they grow up. The barrel looks like it, and the wind and thunder are willing to be gods.
Looking back, Longlin is hard to blame. When the fish in the stream Tang Bai Juyi's seawater mulberry field wants to change, the wind and waves roll over and boil in Tianchi Lake.
Whales swallow jiaozi, waves turn into blood, and fish in deep streams are happy. Xiongxian fisherman Lin Guangze, Nalan county fisherman, attendants lean on Cymbidium.
Entering Zhou Wang is a good thing, and different people have different opinions. Pull the scales and fly the snow, and take the golden plate.
When you have a party in the same week, you can have a look. Han Bi, assistant minister of Fu, watched the fish in fifteen rhymes. Yan was busy skimming the water and the fish jumped happily.
Who can understand this? Time passed quietly. In Song Dynasty, Song Qi in Haoshang was an ignorant fish, and Haoshang knew fish like the back of his hand.
Before the spring water is deep, fish are easy to be happy, and the real happiness is the rivers and lakes. The spring breeze of Song Menglu in Jiahe Bayong goldfish pond moved white apples on the old pond, and the water in the pond was clear and shallow.
Xinbo has been swimming in the fish music, teasing the river to make a net. Huayang Song Chi Liu Wuji A pool of spring water is as green as moss, followed by new red on the water.
Dongfeng looks at the fish, but shakes the flowers but guesses. Fu Song's self-study is like a fish, and I'm not a fish, but my dream is wrapped in glory and fatigue.
Dropping out of school is greedy for paper holes, and small windows are exposed to the sun all day. There are two songs in Liuzhou, and the second time in Pan Lake. Cao Xun's net house is leisurely, and the entry pine and bamboo offer coolness.
Leaning against the railing, turtles and fish are happy, and lotus flowers are fragrant. And because of the old tour, Shuizhai Prefecture governs Dong Xuan. The town of Wangsongzhi Island belongs to Dongzhou and Shuizhu belongs to Xifu.
I'm here to join your, and I'll spend the afternoon with you. Take the fish at the bottom of the river calmly and enjoy it.
Who is this? I am speechless. Eight opinions on the transition from Xiachishan to Shishijian: After staying in Lu for three years, the rain returned to the river.
I like fish in the pond, and I see people near bamboo. I will go to Japan today and live in seclusion every year.
The heavy chariots and horses disturbed the sleep of wild gulls. In autumn, there are two miscellaneous songs about the chair jumping fish, which are very small and the solution is passed to autumn.
A moment of silence is not full, a moment of time transfer. Is it because fish are happy, or because they have no sex?
The negotiations are unstable and surging. The topic of posting is to build a Dai villa in the countryside, and a couch shows a lonely old man.
Recently, he confessed several lotus incense cases and invited Cui Shan into the porch window. Ever since I had songs and laughter, I have been swimming happily in the fish. When I went to recite poems, I came to Bai Niao.
When you go through the door and become a night shop, a bottle will face the silver jar. The trip to Zhongshan is related to Song, Xun, Pingwu, Xinqing and Fengqi, facing the hairspring across the road.
There are few people who reach the same goal by different routes, and the Zen leaves are old and spring fragrant. Enjoy the fish slowly and watch the butterflies fly at will.
Tonight, two baskets of dragon bells are better than bonzi and quinoa. Group language Wu Yong Baihuazhou Song Li Mi Xun Zhou put the forest sparse, the mountain rang and the spring fell.
A little green is dotted with plump plums, and the sparse green meteorites are shocking. There is no profit around, thinking about the rivers and lakes.
You have great vanity, so you must listen to the voice of the valley. I even forgot everything, so why should I be happy knowing fish?