Lonely and empty, spring comes late and pear blossoms are everywhere. (Liu) 8. Although Laoshan is not closed, it has spent the spring in Chang 'an. I wonder who this beautiful night belongs to. (anonymous "Miscellaneous Poems") 9. Zhu Kai Lip, Jinfeng Guizi, named Canmeng, Xiaoxiao Pear Flower.
(Jade Butterfly) 10. Moon Lake Village Songling Songbian Road. Dimly discernible pear blossoms enter the dream cloud.
Patrol, small eaves incense tree spring. Jiang Meixin, the bluebird cries. ("Yuan Zhen Wu Shi" [Bian Mei, Jin Zijing]) means that Yan Shu's tanker is no longer available, and Xia Yun is nowhere to be found.
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind. After a few days of loneliness and injury, there is a ban on smoking.
Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long. Cold food books are also taught in remote villages in Chai Men, Zhao Ding.
The tradition of cold food did not spread to Guangdong, but the ceremony of offering sacrifices to ancestors was still the same as that in the Central Plains. 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.
A bottle is lying beside the moss, regardless of the twilight in Chengtou. Jiang 'an Pear Blossom (Tang Bai Juyi) Pear Blossom has thoughts and leaves, and a tree head on the river bothers you.
Most like a widow, with white makeup sleeves and a blue gauze skirt. 5. Qingpingle (Tang Wei Zhuang) Pears are in full bloom in spring and evening.
If you don't come back, the sun will go again, and the red tears will disperse. The dream soul flies away from the smoke and waves, and can't bear the sadness of spring! Sitting alone with an empty lily, Yuanyang worries about embroidering a double nest.
6. Dengliangzhou Yintai Temple (Tang) Alakazam In March and a half, pear blossoms began to bloom today. So I had dinner with the old monk in the temple and went to the ladies' room.
The beautiful singing stopped the white clouds, and the elegant lyre blew like a breeze. I should ride a horse and get drunk.
7. Zhu Yingtai is nearby. Han Pei) In the place of Haitang bloom, spring is over, and so are peaches and plums. A pear flower makes the courtyard dry and rainy.
I can't help but get drunk, love leisure and regret, and forget all the old poems. Yan yingyu.
There is little flying cotton on the stream bank, and there is no weight of willow. If you bring sorrow, don't rest.
Heartbroken, fragrant grass, flowing clouds, good dreams, who will pay. 8. Moshanxi (Duanli, Song Dynasty) did twelve things, but it was still heavy to lean on.
A song is generally sad, hurting grass and hurting spring. In the depths of the window, I can still remember no one, Yun Lan Hongye.
I'm from Dongfeng. The dazzling wall is deep in the courtyard, and it is impossible to understand its meaning.
Even if you get a new voice, you will fight for knowledge and be useless. Never charm, chic can not help but worry, come to pear flower, see chrysanthemum core.
Should also become haggard. Midnight song (Song Hezhu) is in the middle of the night.
The atrium is just shining with pear blossoms and snowy moons. Pear blossoms and snowy moons.
I am so sad that the cuckoo is crying and bleeding. How can the prince and grandson be silent?
Sang Rou said a vague goodbye to the stranger. Swallow it. Bye.
Long head running water, weeping for others. Linjiang xianli (yuan. There is a fragrance in the ice and snow, and the moon is lonely and dry.
The gossamer haunts the smoking ring. The east wind can't blow away, so keep warm.
Don't be colored in quality, you should know that creation is not embarrassing. Apricot flowers are just thinking and dying.
Yu Rongchun is lonely and doesn't look at the rain. Bai Xuege bid farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu went home, and the north wind rolled white grass, and eight In the snow crossed the Tatar Day.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people. 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. I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Bai Haitang Lin Daiyu's curtain is half-rolled, the door is half-covered, and the ice is ground into a basin. Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn. Who is shy and silent? I'm tired of leaning against the west wind at night.
Wen's state newspaper has been restored to Xijing, and the white hair of Lu You, a general in the Southern Song Dynasty, is also firm. Xijing sent a letter last night. Hu Er dares to make a thousand-year plan. God would rather know that he will come back one day.
It lies in the deep rain and dew, and ZTE forgives the wind and thunder. It is known that cold food is used as a mausoleum, and pear blossoms are everywhere.
"Pear Blossom on the Riverside" Tang Baijuyi Pear Blossom has thoughts and leaves, and a tree and a river head bother you. Most like a widow, with white makeup sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.
"Zuo Ye Li Hua (with Huang Furan)" Wei sprinkled grass on the edge of the steps and gently followed the wind outside. The oriole didn't get enough of it and went into Weiyang Palace.
"Zuo Ye Li Hua (with Wang Wei and Huang Fu Ran Fu)" Tang Qiu deceives the snow for Leng Yan, and the fragrance suddenly enters the skirt. Spring breeze, please continue to move its petals, I hope this beautiful flower can fall on the jade steps of the palace hall.
"Send something to the king (a book with Uighur characters) and save pears." Tang Huangfuran skillfully solved everyone's laughter and could fly butterflies. The spring wind blows into the house, and some pieces fall into the clothes.
"Pear on the Left" Don Wu Yuanheng greeted people with a smile, which was beautiful and fragrant. The butterfly shadow turns with the wind, and it turns red after delay.
"Pear Flower" Tang Qian's spirit is as quiet as a cage moon, and the fragrance and cold are not driven away by the wind. Peach blossoms shine on the ground and are finally laughed at by demons.
"Qingping Le Pear Flower" Yuan Shaoheng's green room is deep. It's raining at dusk and it's quiet.
The door is closed and the spring is old. Shu Qi is fragrant and ethereal.
A snowfall has just begun to dry out. A few times, I was disappointed.
What dreams do you expect? The green grass is cold every night. "No vulgarity, Xu Ling Palace Pear Flower Ci" Yuan Qiu's first spring outing is vast, and every year is the season of cold eating pear flowers.
The white brocade is fragrant and the jade village is full of snow. The quiet night is hazy, and the cold soaks into the moon.
In the earth's sky, rotten silver clouds sparkle. Hun as a real person, graceful, with a comfortable and noble spirit.
People with different channels are not in the same column as the square group. Heroic and bright, the immortal material is outstanding, and it is difficult to divide the soil.
When Yaotai returned, the cave was clearly seen. "Pear Blossom of Fairy Seeds in Linjiang" The snow and ice in Zhong Bing, Liu Yuan are fragrant and delicate, and the bright moon is lonely and dry.
The gossamer haunts the smoking ring. The east wind can't blow away, so keep warm.
Don't be colored in quality, you should know that creation is not embarrassing. Apricot flowers are just thinking and dying.
Yu Rongchun is lonely and doesn't look at the rain. "Pear blossoms with red lips" Liu Yuan Zhong Bing stood at dusk, but the sock dust could not reach Ling Bo.
Snow fragrance condenses trees. Lazy for the balcony rain.
One water phase system, pulse is hard to say. What's it like?
Complain to others. Lonely Linjiang Zhu
"Plum blossoms in autumn are hidden in the water dragon". Wang Yuan's clouds are light and fragrant, and Linglongxuan locks the autumn sun. Fairy roots borrow warmth and should not stay. Cui was taken away.
Handsome and light, jade is muddy, and golden stems are exposed. A gust of west wind, the rain in Donglan, the empty embellishment, really shed tears.
Who sent the company to comfort each other? Swallow a few spiral screens, one is a brush, and the embroidered curtain will be fine.
About washing makeup and diarrhea, jade bottle fragrant wine, pillow autumn toad drunk. "Magnolia is slow, pear is red" Cloud loves a stick of incense.
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It means Yan Shu.
There are no more cars, and there is no trace of Xiayun.
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.
After a few days of loneliness and injury, there is a ban on smoking.
Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long.
Cold food, books, Zhao Ding.
Chai Men solitary village, also teach Liu Jining years.
The tradition of cold food did not spread to Guangdong, but the ceremony of offering sacrifices to ancestors was still the same as that in the Central Plains.
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.
A bottle is lying beside the moss, regardless of the twilight in Chengtou.
3. Pear poems in famous sentences containing pear flowers
1, early winter night drink-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?
2, spring resentment-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.
3. Miscellaneous Poems-Anonymous
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.
4. Fu Lihua-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.
5. Donglan Pear Stone
Snow-white as Sydney, wicker exudes a strong sense of spring, fluttering like Sydney, filling the whole city. A melancholy snow in Donglan makes life clear!
6, like a dream-Yan Rui
Tao is a pear flower. Tao is apricot blossom, not apricot blossom. White and red, especially the spring breeze. Zeng Ji Zeng Ji People in the new building are slightly drunk.
7. Pear blossoms on the riverside-Tang Bai Juyi
Pear flowers have thoughts and leaves, and one tree and one river head annoys you to death. Most like a widow, with white makeup sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.
8. Pear-Wei
Scatter the grass casually on the edge of the steps and gently follow the wind outside. The oriole didn't get enough of it and went into Weiyang Palace.
9. Pear Wei
Cool beauty deceives snow, and fragrance suddenly enters clothes. Spring breeze, please continue to move its petals, I hope this beautiful flower can fall on the jade steps of the palace hall.
10, and Wang geishi-Tang Huangfu Ran
You can laugh at everyone and fly butterflies. The spring wind blows into the house, and some pieces fall into the clothes.
4. Poems describing pear blossoms were sent to Beijing by military judges.
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 bloom. 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
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Snow-white as Sydney, wicker exudes a strong sense of spring, fluttering like Sydney, filling the whole city.
A melancholy snow in Donglan makes life 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 will 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? . On the night when the spring breeze and plum blossoms are in full bloom, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground.
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 went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect.
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 rolled down her sad and 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.
5. What are the flowers in the world that describe pear blossoms in the poem? To put it bluntly, it should be a pear blossom. The spring breeze is rippling, and thousands of pears bloom. The branches are low and white as snow, and the ice muscles in jade bone are pure and elegant, beautiful and fragrant, and graceful. It really has the momentum of "occupying the world's white and pressing the world's flowers".
In ancient times, when pear blossoms were in full bloom, people liked to gather in the shade of flowers, which was also called "washing makeup". This custom was very popular in the Tang Dynasty. According to Tang Yu's record, "When the pear blossoms in Luoyang bloom, people often bring wine, say' wash makeup for pear blossoms' and even buy trees." People like to use pear flowers as headdresses. At that time, Uncle Hou of Ruyang wrote a poem saying: "Drinking under the pear tree is full of pear blossoms. Sweet to Yushu, discuss pan-gold. ……"
Poets of all ages loved pear flowers and left many poems describing the spirit, spirit, rhyme and purpose of pear flowers.
Pear is pure white, white, flawless white, crystal clear as snow; Beauty without flattery, beauty without flattery, beauty without vulgarity and purity as jade first aroused the reverie of poets. Wang Rong in the Northern and Southern Dynasties wrote "Pear Blossom on the Pool": "Chun Xue shines, and the stars are reflected in the evening." There is a poem in the text: "Pear blossoms and snow are broken branches, and warblers and willows are like silk." Yuan Lei praised the pear flower: "Snow makes the skin jade, and will not marry Dongfeng." Zhang Jian described the pear flower as "budding, breaking the snow and wiping the ball", while Qiu Chuji praised the pear flower in "Poetry of Pear Flower in Xu Ling Palace" as "white brocade has no fragrance, and Yushu Qiongpa piles up snow". In "Bai Xuege Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Guijia", it is compared to pear blossoms from another angle: "The north wind rolls white grass, and eight In the snow crosses Tatar, like spring breeze, and at night it blows ten thousand pear blossoms." Using snow to describe flowers is similar to using flowers to describe snow.
But even better is "Blooming Snow". The ancients once compared snow to plum blossoms, saying that "Mei Xuxun's snow is three points white, and the snow loses the fragrance of plum blossoms". For example, compared with Xuemei, pear flower is neither inferior to snow nor fragrant. Li Yu, a writer in the Qing Dynasty, praised: "Snow is the snow in the sky, and pear blossoms are the snow on the ground; The snow is fragrant, and the pear flower is beautiful. " Reading ancient pear blossom poems, I feel that there is a fragrance floating from the paper, which is cool and pleasant-"the willow color is golden and tender, and the pear blossom snow is fragrant" (Li Bai); "The cool beauty deceives the snow, and the fragrance suddenly enters the clothes" (Qiu Wei); "Powder light fragrance, not let peaches and plums. I often think of Qingming Road in Nanzheng, and I am drunk and snowy. " (land travel)
"Plum blossom is fragrant with snow, pear blossoms on the moon", and pear blossoms under the moon have a more lasting appeal. "Pear tree is like a brook and moon"-in the bright moonlight, accompanied by the gurgling stream, that pear tree is as lovely as an ethereal fairy; Pear blossoms enter the moon, and moonlight turns into water, which is an inexhaustible tenderness. "Pear blossoms in the courtyard dissolve the moon, and the catkin pond is breezy"-pear blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the moonlight is like water; What a beautiful scenery it is when catkins float lightly and the spring breeze by the pond is warm! "The quiet night is heavy, the floating light is hazy, and the cold soaks into the moon. In the sky of the earth, rotten silver clouds are shining. " (Qiu Chuji's "No Vulgarity, Xu Ling Palace Pear Flower Ci"); "Clouds are full of clothes and the moon is full of dust"-the night is hazy, the stars and the moon are in the sky, pear flowers dance lightly like the moon in the spring breeze, petals fall occasionally, as if the moonlight is flashing, and the moonlight and pear flowers are completely integrated. What a wonderful state this is! How can it not be fascinating, Tao ran jumped and was amazing!
The best thing is that pear blossoms have experienced rain. Pear blossoms in the rain are particularly charming. Bai Juyi's phrase "Tears fall on her sad white face, like spring rain on pear blossoms" describes how Yang Guifei cried when she heard the messenger of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty coming to fairy mountain. Vivid, deliberate, beautiful and moving, it can be described as the ultimate beauty of human nature. Later generations often compare the pear flower in the rain to the tears of beauty, such as the poem "Pear Flower" in Song Dynasty: "The courtyard is dark, the snow in bloom is fragrant, the rain is falling, and the tears wet your lady's makeup." Wen Zhiming's poem "Pear Blossom" contains "pink marks, white dew and tears in spring". Pear blossoms bring rain, bring sadness without hurting people, but write the ultimate beauty of the world, bit by bit, without wind blowing, which naturally makes people feel pity and infatuation. When paving the way for the environment and rendering the atmosphere, poets often set off pear blossoms with a bleak artistic conception and a sad mood. For example, Dai Shulun's poem "Spring Complaint" says that "the golden duck is fragrant, and the pear flower covers the heavy door with spring rain", and Li Zhongyuan, a poet in the Song Dynasty, has a poem "Remembering the grandson of the king": "The lush vegetation remembers the grandson of the king, and the willow building is high in the sky, and Du Yusheng can't bear to hear it. Near dusk, the rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door. " The author used the scene of rain hitting pear blossoms at dusk to set off the lonely mentality of a woman who deeply loves acacia. Zhou Bangyan "makes the night, pear blossoms and snows everywhere", and uses the concrete pear flower falls to symbolize "spring goes and spring comes". I hate the rush of spring, leaving only pear blossoms everywhere like snow, which is extremely resentful. Wang Yuanliang's Preface to Birds Strike Jinling: "Pear blossoms are exhausted, sunny flowers are exhausted, and spring scenery is also haggard." There is a word "Huanxisha" in Zhou Mi, which means "pear clouds are as cold as snow", and the language used to write the remnants of spring is cold and moving. Du Mushi: "Pear flowers with leaves send spring alone". Mei's "The Tree Wood Changed to Grass" and "The Pear Blossoms Fall" describe the spring scenery in nature and return in a hurry with the pear blossoms falling, suggesting that the spring in his official career is fading away.
Reciting the poems of pear blossoms by the ancients, I only feel that Xiang Sheng, who is soaked in pear blossoms all over, has unspeakable beauty in his insides and is very comfortable.
6. Poetry and songs about pear flowers, the more the better, the independent return air, the melancholy of Donglan, nothing more than pear flowers.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom.
The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.
I wonder who this beautiful night belongs to.
Pear blossoms are quiet and birds live.
Qushui fragrance does not return, and pear blossoms fall into the autumn garden.
In March, pear blossoms flew in Luoyang, and pedestrians in Qin recalled spring.
When you are surrounded by pear blossoms, it is the water color in February.
The garden is new to Japan, and the spring wine drinks pear flowers.
A tall branch still deceives birds by sticking out its tongue, and a pear flower with leaves sends spring alone.
The blue mountains are reflected in the distance, and the night breeze in pear flower falls is a tree.
Pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will do it next year?
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.
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.
The wind is fragrant and dew is heavy and pear is wet, and there is no lamp sorrow in the hut.
The dragon believes that pear flowers want to live, and grass should grow on the door.
Three, spending the night in the snow shouldn't hurt China. Just because spring is coming to an end, I keep pear flowers.
Plum blossoms are thin, Sydney is rainy, and the mind is not fragrant.
When the sun sets, there is no one in the deep lane, and pear blossoms fly in pieces.
Huangmaodian in Pear Flower Garden embroiders the same cold night in spring.
Sunset is sent in the shadow of the swing, and pear blossoms are deep in the courtyard.
7. What pears are there by the river in the poems describing pear blossoms?
-Don Bai Juyi
Pear flowers have thoughts and leaves, and a tree annoys you to death.
Most like a widow, with white makeup sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.
Zuo Ye Li Hua (with Qiu Wei and Huang Furan).
-Tang Wang Wei
Scatter the grass casually on the edge of the steps and gently follow the wind outside.
The oriole failed to get enough, so he entered Weiyang Palace.
"Zuo Ye Li Hua (Wang Wei, Huang Furan)"
-Tang Qiu Wei
Cool beauty deceives snow, and fragrance enters clothes first.
The spring breeze is uncertain, blowing towards the jade steps.
The Gift King (Uyghur text) forbade pear flowers to sing.
-Tang Huangfuran
You can laugh at everyone and fly butterflies.
The spring wind blows into the house, and some pieces fall into the clothes.
Zuo Ye Lihua
-Don Wu Yuan Heng
Smile to welcome guests, and the fragrance of fine snow is precious.
Flipped with the wind, the clothes turned red at the wrong time.
pear blossom
-Don Qian Qi
Yan Jing is like a cage moon, and the fragrance and cold are not driven by the wind.
Peach blossoms shine on the ground and finally smile red.
Qingpingle pear flower
-Yuan Shao Hengzhen
The green house is deep. It's raining at dusk and it's quiet. The door covers the east wind and the spring is old. Trees are fragrant and ethereal.
A clear snow has just dried up. I've been depressed several times. It is expected to fall asleep with clouds, and it is very cold every night.
There is no vulgarity, Xu Ling Palace Pear Poetry.
-Yuan Qiu Chugi.
Spring outing is the season of cold eating pear flowers every year. The white brocade is full of fragrance, the jade village is full of snow, the quiet night is heavy, the floating light is hazy, and the moon is soaked by cold. In the sky of the earth, the rotten silver clouds are shining, muddy like real people, graceful and have a comfortable and noble spirit. People who believe everything are not in the same column as those flowers. They are magnificent and beautiful, and their fairy materials are outstanding.
Lihua, Linjiang County
Liu Yuan Zhong Bing
The skin of ice and snow is delicate and the moon is lonely and dry. The gossamer lingers in the smoke circle. The east wind can't blow away, so keep warm. Quality should not be colored, you should know that creation is not dull. Apricot flowers only want to wither. Yu Rongchun is lonely and doesn't look in the rain.
Pears with rosy lips
Liu Yuan Zhong Bing
At the end of the evening, the sock dust can't reach Ling Bo. The smell of snow condensed the trees. It is lazy to rain on the balcony. It's hard to say what it feels like. It's like complaining to people. It's lonely in Linjiangzhu.