Bai Juyi's poem about pear blossoms is 1. Poems describing pear blossoms.
Send Judge Wu back to Beijing.
Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear. The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment. In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
Early winter night drinks
Du Mu
I am like Ji An, the governor of Huaiyang County, who is often ill. I have a glass of wine to relieve my sorrow. When I am in a foreign land, I only bring first frost with the sleeves of the Qing Dynasty, oil lamps and candles. Who will lean on the railing next year?
Heartbroken in spring
Liu
The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears. The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.
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a certain person
If painting has nothing to do with my body in Chang 'an, I will spend spring in Chang 'an for the time being. I wonder who this beautiful night belongs to.
Fulihua
Shi Dazu
Who is the lone jade master? Cold food makes me feel sad. My predecessor is as clear as plum makeup, and I live in the moonlight.
Hu Die in Xiangfan flies on the road. The snow is swinging. Wearing plain clothes at dusk, closing the door and listening to the rain at night.
Donglan pear flower
[Shi]
Snow-white as Sydney, wicker exudes a strong sense of spring, fluttering like Sydney, filling the whole city.
Donglan is full of snow and melancholy, and life is clear!
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Sheryl Yan
Tao is a pear flower.
Tao is apricot blossom, not apricot blossom.
White and red,
Especially the taste of spring (east).
Zeng Ji
Zeng Ji
People are slightly drunk in Xinjian (Wuling).
Song of Eternal Sorrow (poem "Spring Rain on Pear Flowers")
Author: Bai Juyi
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.
... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.
Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.
Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.
But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.
When I returned to Yulong this day, the emperor clung to it and refused to leave. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .
Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.
But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain.
The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .
Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.
And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.
There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. Thinking of the king, they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.
He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.
And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person.
When I heard the messenger of the Han family, she was surprised to see the dream of Jiuhua and Huagai. Pulling clothes and pushing pillows back and forth, the silver screen of pearl foil opened.
Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. The wind blew the fairy, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat.
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers.
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
2. Poems about "Pear Blossom"
Xu Xuan, a visitor from Hanlin, met Yu Tomorrow in the middle of entering the park on the Qingming Festival ... because she gave Yu Jun a willow tree to light a new flame, the pear flower withered. Wandering in the city, sitting in the group with Cao Si. Check the cheese puree alone, poor white horse The forbidden forest still looks at the grass, and the smell knows each other.
Miracle Cold Food Festival sent a friend to Qianjing to chase the Cold Food Festival. He can't go alone. Pears should be folded and catkins should fly. Dreaming of Huaixian Island, singing around the bricks. The floating life has been realized, and the season urges.
There are three poems by Shen Yazhi and Qin Meng, in which the princess is buried in tears, and life and death are different. Golden cymbals become grass, fragrant embroidery spring breeze. In the past, the flute sounded, and the tall building was in the middle of the month. Pear blossoms eat cold nights, and the green palace is closed.
Bai Juyi's cold food is outside the door of the silver ball market. Whoever eats cold food cries. The wind blows the paper money in the wilderness, and the ancient tomb is full of spring grass. Pear blossoms reflect poplar trees, full of parting places. The mysterious heavy spring cries but doesn't smell it, and the rain in the rustling tomb returns.
Wu Pai Tian San paid tribute to the lonely cloud in Ezhou, and begged the pear flower to grow old. Nanmo sent the car back to ride, and Dongcheng resented it. People in the green oil curtain are like jade, and the Yellow Crane Tower hooks the moon. Go to Yugong, ask questions, and be eager to travel thousands of miles.
Hangzhou Bai Juyi, the spring sea tower, the twilight shining, and the white sand protecting the river bank. That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun. Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears. Who opens the southwest road of Lake Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist.
Du Mu came to Nanting alone because he sent Zhang Hu warm clouds like pink grass, but he didn't see anyone on the long beach. A ridge of peach blossoms and red brocade, and a half stream of mountains and rivers are blue and new. A tall branch still deceives birds by sticking out its tongue, and a pear flower with leaves sends spring alone. Zhong Wei wants to know where it is. He sings the poem "Dust under the Forest".
Zhao Wei looks east at the Chu River in front of the thatched cottage, and Yangliuzhou carries a wine boat in the west. I can't go back when I see pear blossoms, and I die every time I eat cold food. The setting sun turned Tingshan into a temple, slightly green and full of wind and moon. Old friends in the same county climb high and look far, and recite poems to the sky.
Cui Lu wants to come back to One Happy and Five on the fifth day of spring, when pear blossoms and plum blossoms are staggered. Pedestrians laughed and didn't return. Thin horse solo, sad. Apricot cheese gradually smells neighboring porridge, and elm smoke will be old. Draw a bridge in spring and sing a song at night. I am willing to believe that I am worried nine times.
Cao Tang Chang 'an Guest House gave an old banquet for Shaoling, and sent five poems by Xiao Zhijun in Yongzhou, but they flew over and didn't know the way, so they were mistakenly rewarded by Xian De Hou Zheng Zhongen. Singing and knocking on Yushu for five nights, drinking and pouring gold for three years. Always bring a sense of Pisces, and repay your kindness with a sword. Pear blossoms filled the city, when I was drunk at Xinlingmen.
When you come to Guhan Cold Food Pavilion, you will hate floating in a cup of pavilion every season. The color of grass invasion is rain, and the pear blossoms everywhere are wind last night. The spirit of Shu is lonely in spring, and the moon is hazy after the soul of Chu sings. I clearly remember the dream of going home, Hudong in front of Xu Ru's house.
3. What are the poems about pear blossoms?
In Peach Blossom Fan, "Pear blossoms are like snow and grass, spring warms beside Qinhuai River, the decoration floor is covered with water, and every family takes photos of cicadas."
Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Pear blossoms don't open everywhere, and pear blossoms bring rain in spring.
He Zhu, a poet of the Song Dynasty, wrote "Remembering Qin E": "In the middle of the night, pear blossoms and snow just fell in the atrium; Pear blossom and snowy moon, sad, cuckoo crying blood.
Marry a woman many years younger than herself.
Song of Taoist Baishi of Zheng School: Changji's Pear Blossom in Autumn Garden
Others:
Spring breeze comes slowly in the mountain city, and pear blossoms bloom everywhere.
The spirit of Lei Feng has been passed down from generation to generation, and pears are everywhere.
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4. Pear Poetry
1, Pear Blossoms on the Spring Rain (Song of Eternal Sorrow by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty) 2, 10,000 pear blossoms (Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Li Wu's Home in Tang Dynasty) 3, Pear Blossoms are hard to thank (Qing Zhao Huan Xi Sha) 4, Western Heaven in pear flower falls (Picking Mulberry Seeds Today by Qing Nalan Xingde). The whirlwind rippled on the face, and the willow smoke was heavy. After the rain, Zita Law flew in and out, the spring cold remained, but the wine was still sick. Become melancholy. On the pillow, Pingshan is surrounded by green flowers and lanterns, and the night sky is lonely. Embroidering the Moon on Pear Blossoms (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Butterfly Love Flowers, Falling Flowers on the Face") 6. Pear blossoms on the moon (the fairy "Bodhisattva Man Fried Fairy") will wither again at the latest (Song Ouyang Xiu "Jade House Spring") 9. Beauty advised pear flower lanterns (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Jade House Spring") 10, shed pear flower rain with tears (Song Ouyang Xiu's "Fisherman's Pride, Looking for Sunset in Fang Fei in March") 165438. Pear blossoms fall in the snow (Shi Bodhisattva Man, Cui Huan, Oblique veil and cloud hanging over ears) 13, pear blossoms are like a dream cloud (Meng De, Huanxisha) 14, and pear blossoms can't stop thanking (Qing Zhao, Huanxisha) .50000.000000000605
Write a poem about pear blossoms.
When the rain hits the pear, it closes the door, forgetting youth and missing it. _ _ _ _ Tang Yin's "A plum, a rain, a pear flower, a deep door"
The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door. _ _ _ _ Liu's "Spring Complaint"
Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west. _ _ _ _ Nalanxingde's "Mulberry Picking, Wrong at the Time"
Move the boat. Not a new sentence. An inkstone pear flower rain. _ _ _ _ Zhou Jin's "Dianjiang Lip Visiting Moucun Cuo Nanyi Fishing Hidden"
Begonia has not been wet by the rain, pear blossoms are like snow, but it's a pity that spring is half over. _ _ _ _ Wang Pei's "Eye-catching, a bright future"
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's Spring.
The catkins are light and the pears are sunny. _ _ _ _ Xie Yi's "Tread on the sand, catkins are light"
White brocade has no grain and no fragrance, and Yushu Qiongpa piles snow. _ _ _ _ Qiu Chuji's Pear Poems in Xu Ling Palace is not bad.
Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "In the Jade House, before the wind rises, I want to persuade Chunsheng"
At dusk, crows crow in the courtyard. Remember that man, Pear Blossom and Moon Bright. _ _ _ _ The cat's little mermaid, the east wind swings light clouds.
In the dead of night. The atrium is just shining with pear blossoms and snowy moons. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's "Midnight Song jathyapple"
Tears fell from her sad pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. _ _ _ _ Gao Qi "Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shashang Province"
At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, and I just picked a white flower for you, a woman with white skin. _ _ _ _ Five Thoughts by Yuan Zhen
Juanjuan moon outside the crystal curtain, layers of snowflakes on the branches of pear trees. _ _ _ _ Yang Ji's "Bodhisattva Man, Juanjuan Month Outside the Crystal Curtain"
I'm also afraid of hiding pear flowers in the deep courtyard, and I'll make an old friend cry. _ _ _ _ Wu Wenying's "Not Boring, Urging Snow"
At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. _ _ _ _ Si Wan Yong's Three Episodes of Qingming Reflecting Records
Miss dusk. Rain hits pear and closes the door. _ _ _ _ Li Zhongyuan recalled Wang Sun's spring poems.
Pears wither at the latest, and there is no exact date of return. _ _ _ _ Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring, When Plum Calyx Initial Setting Powder"
It is cold and light after the rain, fragrant and soft before the wind, and pear blossoms are warm in spring. _ _ _ _ Zhong Shu's Liu Zaoqing Wuzhong
Looking at pear flower coldly, I love the world all my life. _ _ _ _ Zhang Yan's "Wrong Tomb-Sweeping Day in the DPRK"
Jiao 'e lies late at night, pear blossoms are quiet, and birds live. _ _ _ _ Tang Yin's Beauty under the Moon
Pear is more beautiful than snow, and looks colder than snow. Its fragrance invades clothes. _ _ _ _ Qiu is "Li Hua"
Desolate and rustling, fragrant frozen pear flower rain. _ _ _ _ Wu Dayou's "Dianjiang Lips Send Li"
After Yingying Yan Yan flew away, the pink pear was thin. _ _ _ _ Yuan Haowen "Yu Meiren Huaiyin Farewell Hospital Should Be Clear"
Dongfeng hated Du Xuan, boasted branches over jade, and jathyapple pear flower was also jealous. "Little Peach" by _ _ _ Zhou
Far hate me for pestering willows, and dreams grow around pears. _ _ _ _ Liu Ying's Crying at Night, Far Hate, Wandering Willow.
Until today, no one has offered sacrifices to the tomb of Wang Ling in the Han and Tang Dynasties. There are many pear trees on the road between the stream and the river. _ _ _ _ Cold food in Zhao Ding
I remember that day, the door was covered with pears and the lights were lit at night. _ _ _ _ Shi Dazu's Luo Qi, Xiang Yong and Chun Yu
Tonight the moon is bright and the night is dark, and all flowers are white. _ _ _ _ Yang Ji's "Bodhisattva Man, Juanjuan Month Outside the Crystal Curtain"
All the pears are gone, and spring is back. The sun went down, and the ground was green and smoky. _ _ _ _ Mesu Curtain Grass
Counting pear trees, the evening wind blows down half a pavilion heron. _ _ _ _ Wu Wenying's "The first experiment of Qi Tianle Xinyan is like a dream"
Strong wine and small bridge houses are afraid of autumn scenery in pear flower falls. _ _ _ _ Jiang Kui's Pale Yellow Willow, A Small Corner in an Empty City
Pear blossoms under the moon, borrowing the dream lace gallery. _ _ _ _ Shi Dazu's "Xie Peiling Walking on the Flower Pier"
Momo pear blossoms are brilliant, and willows are still in succession. _ _ _ _ Chen's "Escape Near, Keep Your Words, Be Full"
The willow is golden and tender, and the pear flower is fragrant with snow. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Eight Arch Poems
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. _ _ _ _ Yang Wanli's Cold Food on the Tomb
Snow powder flowers, pear blossoms, smoke villages no longer. _ _ _ _ Guan Hanqing's Song of Virtue and Winter Scenery
The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows and rains lightly. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Spring is Deep in the Idle Window of Huanxisha Yard"
Willow leaves wrinkle with songs, and pear flowers weep. _ _ _ _ Huang Tingjian's "The South Pavilion is green and the window is dark"
Pear blossoms are many, Huayang flies, and spring has become haggard. _ _ _ _ Wang Yuanliang's "Bird Singing Beyond Jinling Preface"
How cold can it be at night? I have lost half a pear. _ _ _ _ Huang Sheng's "Chun Qing the Queqiao Fairy"
The ups and downs of pear blossoms, narrow curtains and clever small screens. _ _ _ _ Georgie's "Reduce the honor and make the guest's window clear"