1. Poems about praising plants
Poems about praising plants 1. Poems about praising plants
There are many poems, you can choose any one you want.
There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Yong Orchid Xu Wei's "Molan" It is always spring when you are drunk and awake, and the branches of flowers are decorated with spirit. Since I painted Xianglan, I have no time to discuss it with others.
Zhou Yi Two people working together can break through metal. Words of the same mind are as stinky as orchid.
Confucius Qiu's "Yilan Cao": Get used to the valley wind, and use the overcast to rain. The son returned home and was sent far away into the wild.
There is no place in the sky. Carefree in nine states, with nowhere to settle.
At that time, people were secretive and did not know the wise men. As the years pass by, the whole body will become old.
Tao Yuanming's "Orchid" The orchid grows in the vestibule, filled with smoke and waiting for the breeze. The breeze came suddenly, and I saw Xiao Aizhong farewell.
If you lose your way, you may be able to pass by any other road. When you wake up and remember it, all the birds will use up your good bow.
Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs" The green leaves are green and the flowers are green. Autumn orchids are green, with green leaves and purple stems.
I have nine acres of orchids and a hundred acres of cypress trees. "Li Sao" Hu Jiangli and Pi Zhixi were admired by Ren Qiulan.
It is about to stop when it is warm, and it will stand still with orchids.
The household clothes Ai Yiying wants to come, saying that the orchids are not admired.
The orchids have changed and become less fragrant, and the orchids have turned into grass.
.. Zhang Heng's "Resentment" Yiyi Qiulan is planted in the middle. Some are fragrant and some are yellow.
Although it is said to be deep, it is extremely beautiful. My son is far away, how can I work?
Shi Wu's "Ying Orchid" The blue color combines with the spring light, and the atmosphere covers all the fragrance. Leaves are exposed on the doorstep, and the trail leads to the lake with fragrance.
The quiet wind blows the wind, and the autumn rain causes the pavilion to grow long. Lingjun once picked them, and the beasts wore lotus clothes.
Li Deyu's "Anther Column" (Anthers are continuous throughout the four seasons and can often be left to play with) The cymbidiums are green in spring, and the orchids are redder in autumn. The four seasons are full of beauty, and the three paths are full of fragrant bushes.
The beautiful color is washed by the clear dew, and the bright light shakes the favorable wind. It is unknown whether the king or grandson will return, and who will be rewarded by him?
"Cultivation of Orchids" by Chen Tao. Planting orchids at the bottom of a secluded valley, you can smell the fragrant fragrance from far away. The spring breeze will keep you deep, and the branches and leaves will take advantage of people to grow. The water of wisdom moistens its roots, and the hoe of benevolence protects its fragrance.
Wormwood does not grow in the ground, and the bows of evil birds have been hidden. There are peppers and cinnamon in the four corners, and Mao Ci is in the center.
It is adjacent to Peach Blossom Island on the left and Lianzi Pond on the right. In one month, the hands and feet are scented, in two months, the clothes are scented.
March mellows the muscles and bones, and April mellows the heart. When you are hungry, you pick orchids to fill your grain.
No matter how thirsty you are, the orchids are like wine pulp. The land has no green seedlings to rent, and the day is like a scattered king.
Don’t taste the immortal medicine, just sit in the red glow room. Looking at the beauty at sunset, the flowers are shining brightly.
The beauty will not come for a long time, but the flowers will only produce light. Harvesting and luxuriance are harvested, and snow and frost are not seen.
Qingfen believes in gods and ghosts, how can one forget it? I raise my head to feel ashamed of the blue sky, and I puff my belly to praise the good times.
There are virtuous ministers below, and there is a sage king above. In response to the wind and rain, I am willing to offer a basket of orchids.
Du Mu's "Lanxi River in Qizhou" The Lanxi River is full of blue water in spring, and the orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain. The senior officials of Chu State are looking very haggard, so they should find this way to Xiaoxiang.
"He Linghu Attends the Emperor to Appreciate Locusts and Grasses" Ordinary poetry is as clever as spring, and he likes the new locusts and grasses in the quiet pavilion. Originally, he was a sweet fragrance than a gentleman, but now he is more of a gentleman when he walks around the fence.
Wen Tingyun's "Orchid" Peng Yuxi came from the west coast and got several copies of orchids. He moved the heat to the courtyard, and as he got older, the pimples multiplied. Those who have been traveling for a long time have never encountered fragrant grass. Because they are sad and tired of things, they often come back. It is not like the chaotic ones, so they put their feelings here to appreciate the original specialness. The meaning is quiet and not my feelings.
I am often sparse and shallow, and external things are insignificant. Each person's art is profound, and their beauty and fragrance are plain stems.
How can it be set up for those who appreciate it? It will only take root to protect itself. There are no red trees in the new place, and the beautiful soil is also prosperous.
The forest ravine is close, and the remaining smoke and dew are clear. Yuhuai is so depressed that you can only behave freely.
If Yan Yu doesn’t believe it, why should she be surprised by being favored or humiliated? There is no trace of true concealment, but the name is still abbreviated when it is exciting.
How can I return to farming in the secluded bushes and misty green fields? Tang Yanqian's "Orchid" (two poems) The breeze shakes the green ring, and the cool dew drops on the green jade.
The beauty is Hu Buren, and the fragrance is gentle in the empty valley. Xie Ting is full of fragrant grass, and Chu Wan is full of green sand.
When Yu Yan suddenly meets, what will happen to Sui Yan? Huang Tao's "Fragrant Grass" There are many fragrant grasses in Zeguo, which grow from spring every year. After Qu Ping's death, he will suffer even more hardships and not return to others.
Zhang Youzheng's "Spring Grass Condensation" The green grass is green and fragrant, and contains dew for youth. It has relied on Yang and long, but it is still gradually moisturizing and frequent.
The sun is about to fade away, but the grace is ready to grow. The leaves of Hui Hui hang heavily, and the orchid bushes are washed and turned new.
I will be traveling in a melancholy and wet road, and I will be afraid of soaking my body if I want to pick it up. I only love the pond, and Tsinghua University attacks people from afar.
Cui Tu's "Youlan" Youzhi is known to all, but Zhenfang only keeps it secretly. Since there is no gentleman to wear it, the country's fragrance has not declined.
The white dew stains the youth early, and the youth arrives late every time. I don’t know what Fang Fu wants to do when I am a grass on the road.
Han Xie's "Odd Questions" When the time comes, advance lightly and solidly will hinder, and practice loyalty and rely on the sky. Xiao Ai has become fat and thin, maybe the sky is also jealous of Xinxiang.
Sun Gu's "Clear Dew Covered by Gaolan" The leaves of Gaolan are luxuriant in nine months, and the dew of Huaqing is in August. A little bit combined with Qiu Yin, it will also merge with the color of dawn.
There are thin shadows in the sky, and it is dimly lit by the water. The pebbles add tranquility and excitement, and are full of distant sentiments.
The people in Xifang didn’t pick it up, but they were surprised when the crane first fell. In order to be inspired by Hui, my heart is the same as Kwai Huo.
Zhao Yuanshu's "Song of Hearing Yang Jiong's Orchid" In the past, I heard the orchid leaves according to the dragon picture, and returned to the orchid forest to attract the phoenix chicks. When the swallows return, the purple stems are gone and the dew is gone, and the frost is coming, and the green leaves are withering.
Guan Xiu's "The Wall of the House of the Scholar" There was an old man who was proud of Yao's sun, and his skin was white and red. My wife also studies and grows orchids to the east of Qingxi River.
The white clouds have strange colors, and the purple osmanthus contains the sky wind. That should welcome the crane's book, and be willing to envy Donghong.
"Autumn Hope to the King" Quietly walking along the red orchid path, looking out at the high altitude. It's hard to ask for a sentence for no reason, and the wind will blow forever.
The big moon is on the peaks and corners, and the remaining clouds are on the branches. Just as Liu Yue said, the clear roar is just right.
Li Shimin's "Fragrant Orchid" The spring light blooms the asters, and the beautiful orchid field blooms. The courtyard is light-colored, and the dew is shining.
The sun shines with varying shadows, and the wind spreads light and heavy fragrance. It will be necessary for a gentleman to break it, and Perry will make it fragrant.
"The Mist in the Flower Garden" The orchid atmosphere has filled the palace, and the new stamens are half-dressed. The color contains light and heavy fog, and the fragrance attracts the wind.
The trees are thick and blue, and the flowers are thin and red. It is still raining, as if it is far away in the sky.
Shangguan Yi's "Fake Orchid Poem" Although the sun and moon do not shine, the fragrance must be abundant. There is resentment in the quiet place, and there is no way to chase the distant wind.
Li Qiao's "Lan" The empty room is searched again, and the gold is broken if the words are forgotten. The British and Chinese wines are as beautiful as the wine of the king of Chu.
The wide hall is lightly fragrant, and the high platform is far away. Hefen should promote beauty, but who is willing to visit Shanyin?
Wang Bo's "Spring Orchid" There is a path of orchid leaves in the mountains and a peach orchard outside the city. Knowing that people and things are quiet, I don’t notice the noise of birds.
"Feelings" by Chen Zi'ang The orchid is born in spring and summer, and the qianwei is green. The forest is lonely and empty, with red rhizome sprouting purple stems.
The day is getting late and the autumn wind is blowing. When the years are gone, where will the beauty come from? Zhang Jiuling's "In the garden, all the seasonal vegetables are being hoeed, only the autumn orchids are being counted, and they are not caring about others. Although one thing is full of sorrow, they write two chapters." The field hyacinth has grown up, and the sunflower in the garden is also facing the sun.
The orchids are alone but not occasionally, and the dew festival gradually loses its fragrance. The purpose is to store different cyanine, and sugar is not sugar cane but it has pulp.
If there are many people, one will be full, but who cares about the fragrance? Fortunately, without hoeing, the solitary seedlings cling to their old roots.
If you have no intention of envying your purpose, why would you want to be near a famous garden? If you are rewarded, you would rather be admired. If you want to make a living, don't block the door. The fragrance of the quiet forest lies in the meaning, not the judgment of right and wrong.
"Ode to the Orchid" The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn. Enjoy this business, it will be a festive season for you.
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2. Ancient poems about plants
The spring in the small pond (Yang Wanli) silently cherishes the trickling water, the shade of the trees shines on the water, the love is clear and soft, and the little lotus just shows its sharp corners. There are already dragonflies standing on the plum blossoms ( Wang Anshi) There are several plum trees in the corner.
Ling Han drove alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. You have to ask who cut out the green leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.--------He Zhizhang Two orioles sing in the green willows and a row of egrets Up to the blue sky, in front of the window, there is Qianqiu snow in the west ridge, and at the gate is a boat thousands of miles away from Dongwu. Du Fu's pear blossoms bloom on land and it's not too late to leave the spring, and the green poplar land is the most suitable. During the expedition to the sencha field of the Western Shogunate, a painting of Bien Luan broke off branches.
The jade bones of Xijiang Yuemei (Su Shi) are worried about the miasma, and the water posture has its own fairy wind. When the sea fairy is sent to explore the fragrant bushes, a green-haired phoenix hangs upside down.
Even if you wear a plain face, it will look pink, and your lipstick will not fade after washing off your makeup. Gao Qing has chased the dawn sky, and does not dream of pear blossoms.
3. I need more than 5 ancient poems praising plants
Plum: Plum Blossom by Wang Anshi There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. The small plum grove and Jing Zhongfang in the mountain garden are alone and blooming, occupying the charming small garden.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need for plum blossoms in golden bottles made of sandalwood. Wang Anshi has a few plum blossoms in the corner. Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a poem about plum blossoms. Wang Anshi Huafa is looking for spring and is happy to see plum blossoms. One of them is piled with snow on the roadside. He recalled the old days on the southern road in Fengcheng, and it was difficult for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy.
Recalling plum blossoms and Li Shangyin are determined to stay at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
In mid-November, I saw the plum blossoms in Fufengjie. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost.
Giving a hand that is far away and empty, but hurting and leaving a broken heart. For whom is it a morning show? Don’t wait for the new year to be fragrant.
Plum Blossom Quatrain (Part 1-) Lu You heard that the plum blossoms were blowing in the morning breeze, and the snow was all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2) The branches of Luyou Valley are more northerly, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 3) by Lu You The wind blows louder in the snow, The moral integrity among the flowers is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.
Early Plum Blossoms in the Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie welcomes the spring, so he starts early and does not mind the cold alone. Afraid of falling flowers, no one cares to look at them.
In Jiangmei Tang·Du Fu, the plum blossoms are broken before and after the new year. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about? The snow and trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples.
The hometown is invisible, Wu Xiu is gloomy and craggy. Early Plum Blossoms of the Tang Dynasty: Thousands of trees in Qiji are about to break due to the cold, but their solitary roots are warm and alone.
In the deep snow in Qiancun, a branch bloomed last night. The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a look at the beautiful scenery.
As expected next year, Yingchundai will be released first. Miscellaneous Poems of the Tang Dynasty: Wang Weijun came from his hometown, so he should know about his hometown.
When I lean against the window in the coming day, will the winter plum blossoms bloom yet? Miscellaneous Ode to the Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei has seen the plum blossoms blooming and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps.
Recalling the Mei Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin is determined to live at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
Plum Blossoms on the River Wang Shi suddenly saw the plum trees blooming along the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker.
Tingmei Yong was sent to Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. Early flowers often suffer from cold, and complex fruits are often bitter and sour. Why is it that on a spring day, you are sitting in the dark mood? Yaotao is smiling at each other, and the wandering prostitute is willing to look back! When you ask about adjusting the golden tripod, you realize that it is difficult to make the right taste.
Plum Blossoms of the Tang Dynasty·Cui Daorong's calyx contains snow for the first time, so it is difficult to mark the original painting alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossom in Tang Dynasty·Yu Xin was half past the twelfth lunar month of that year, and the plum blossoms were already in bloom. If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.
The trees are moving and the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold. If I had known I couldn't find him, I would have regretted wearing the clothes.
Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow Tang Xiao Gang was surprised that the plum blossoms were late, so he came to take a peek in the snow. The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see.
We are both ashamed to show our wrists, and give in to each other because our waists are weak. You should also cut and pick the beard, and learn two or three techniques.
Plum Blossom Tang·Jiang Weihan There is a plum tree in front of the Baiyu Hall. Today, I suddenly saw several plum blossoms blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one get in the spring scenery? Plum Blossom Song·Chen Liang's sparse skills are horizontal and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly.
One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later. If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in the snow.
The jade flute has been suspended for three times, Dong Junzheng advocated. Winter Miscellaneous Song·Zhang Leikong is about to grow old, but he is still coming back at the end of his twelfth year.
The willows grow every year when I am worried, and the plum blossoms are everywhere when I am sad. The green vegetables have short nails, and the red wax-spotted flowers bloom.
No matter how there is ice and snow, the east wind returns day and night. Again with Yang Gongji, Plum Blossoms, Song Dynasty and Su Shi, Mo Xiangshuang has not resented each other in the morning, and destroyed each other day and night.
A new flower contains wind and dew, just like the west chamber waiting for the moon to come. Gift of Plum Blossoms on the Ridge, Song Dynasty by Su Shi
Don’t taste the green plums while cooking wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the yellow plums. In Zhu Xi's dream, the Qingjiang River was drunk with the fragrance of ink, and the branches were thin and frosty with cold pistils.
Now there is no need to ask about white and black, and it is the makeup of the world. Inscribed on Yang Buzhi's paintings of Song Dynasty, plum blossoms in Louyao are often seen as if the pen is like a god, but the pines and bamboos are more realistic.
Hundreds of flowers are all friends, but Suihan only sees these three people. Snow Plum Blossoms in Song Dynasty: Lu Meipo has plum blossoms but no snow, which is not spiritual, and snow but no plum blossoms makes people vulgar.
At dusk, the sky is full of snow, which is very fragrant when combined with plum blossoms. Snowy Plum Blossoms in Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum blossoms and snowy fields refused to fall in spring, so the poet put down his pen and commented on it.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. Zhang Zhongmou prayed for plum blossoms in the Song Dynasty. Huang Tingjian heard about the wild plum blossoms behind the Jun Temple, and the fragrant honey dyed them into palace-like yellow.
Don’t fold it to cover your old eyes. If you want to know the beauty of spring, go to the pond. In the Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli, who was tired of fishing in a snow boat and fell asleep, had the open window and door ajar in his small pavilion, reading a book while falling asleep.
I was annoyed by the plum blossoms for no reason, so I blew the incense to break my dream. On a cold night in the Song Dynasty, Du Lei, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and turns red.
The moon in front of the window is the same as usual, but the plum blossoms are different. Ancient Mei Song Xiao Dezao Xiang Fei stands dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold sea moon hangs on a coral branch.
The ugliness can be astonishingly charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. A bottle of plum blossoms from the Song Dynasty, Zhang Daoqia's cold water contains a few spring branches, and the fragrance does not diminish when the stream flows.
No one can see the horizontal and slanting bamboo bottom, and don’t know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red plum blossoms in Su Dongpo are blooming every year. They are slowly blooming by the riverside.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms. Liu Zongyuan's early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Han Ying is in ruins. Newly planted plum blossoms Bai Juyi planted seven new plum blossoms by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom.
Don’t be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Painter Zhao Bingwen of Mo Mei does not paint with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight.
It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Bai Meiyuan Wang Mian wears this body in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe. Mo Meiyuan Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond at my house are blooming with faint ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Plum Blossom Yuan·Wang Mian In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan were as green as water.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating the Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring, Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared from the streets.
When dawn comes, a tree is like a cluster of apricots, opening towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flowers become more delicate.
There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling that Meiyuan and Duan Kejigu shot the immortal's skin of ice and snow, he accompanied me to the West Lake in the past.
Don’t forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Meiyuan Feng Zizhen of West Lake has a jade forest beside the old embankment, and Liuqiao Fengyue is a close friend.
Let others compete for the peaches and plums, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyang Meiyuan and Feng Zizhen have two pedicles and two flowers, so it is better to take a photo next to the cold pond.
I only worry that the corners of the painting will be blown away, and the shadows will fly apart, which is the most hurtful thing. Inscribed on the painting by Mo Meiyuan and Tao Zongyi, the bright moon shines on the solitary mountain, a scholar's home, the cold light of the lake soaks the jade horizontally.
It seems that the seals are drawn vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers. Yangshan Road Zhongyuan Shi Shanzhu Yu.
4. Poems praising plants
Plants
Plum Blossom Tang (Wang Anshi)
There are several plum trees in the corner. Ling Han drove alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Xiaochi Song (Yang Wanli)
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle
The shade of the tree shines on the water and the love is clear and soft
The little lotus just shows its tip Sharp angle
A dragonfly has already stood on the head
Cao Tang (Bai Juyi)
Lili Garden on the grass
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Wildfires never burn out
The spring breeze blows and grows again
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road
The clear green connects the deserted city
Send the king and grandson off again
Full of farewell love
Willow Branches in the Tang Dynasty (Bai Juyi)
One tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as tender as gold and as soft as silk .
In the deserted garden at the west corner of Yongfeng, who does it belong to when no one belongs to it all day long?
Like a Dream Ling Song (Li Qingzhao)
Last night it rained and the wind blew, and the remaining wine could not be consumed by the heavy sleep.
When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.
Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.
Breaking through the sands of Huanxi Song Dynasty (Li Qingzhao)
Kneading the gold into pieces and cutting it into layers of jasper leaves. His demeanor and spirit are as vivid as Yanfu's.
Why is it so vulgar to have plum blossoms with many pistils? Thousand knots of lilacs are bitter and crude. It makes people dream about thousands of miles, but it is ruthless. (Writing Osmanthus fragrans)
Partridge Tian Song (Li Qingzhao)
Dark, light yellow body, soft nature, only the fragrance remains. There is no need for light blue and deep red, it is the first flower among flowers. First-class.
Plum plums are jealous, chrysanthemums are ashamed, and the picture railings are open to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. The poet can be ruthless, why can't he see the harvest that year. (Osmanthus)
Xijiang Yuemei Song ( Su Shi)
The jade bones are filled with mist, and the water pose has its own fairy style. When the sea fairy is sent to explore the fragrant bushes, a green-haired phoenix hangs upside down.
Even if you wear a plain face, it will look pink, and your lipstick will not fade after washing off your makeup. Gao Qing has chased the dawn sky, and does not dream of pear blossoms.
Ode to Oranges in the Sands of Huanxi, Song Dynasty (Su Shi)
The chrysanthemums are dark and the lotus has withered overnight, and the new buds of green leaves shine in the forest light.
The bamboo fence and thatched cottage are green and yellow. The fragrant mist is half startling, and the clear spring is the first taste of the flowing teeth. Wu Ji's hands still smell good after three days.
Xiaomei Song in the Mountain Garden (Lin Bu)
All the flowers are swaying and the beauty is alone, occupying the charming garden.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to seal the gold bottle with a sandalwood board.
5. Who has poems praising plants?
Wintersweet
1. The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, especially the beautiful flowers and branches
2 , The breaking of wax scares spring, and the freezing cold tries the makeup of dawn
3. I have four lives, each for its own time. In spring, narcissus and orchids are the life, in summer, the lotus is the life, in the autumn, the begonia is the life, and in the winter, the wintersweet is the life. For life
4. A flower is fragrant for ten miles, and it is worth branches all over the sky; if the grace is not in appearance, who dares to fight for the fragrance?
5. Bees collect flowers to make yellow wax, and they also use wax to make flowers.
6. Whoever places a few branches will feel the spring breeze.
Camellia
1. Everyone says that peonies are good, and I say that peonies are good. Peonies are not as good as tea
2. The camellia tree turns pink early, and the white flowers are roaring in the middle of the clouds
3. The door lane cheers for Shili Temple, and the scenery before the winter is known to be spring
4. The camellias have not yet returned in spring, but they are at their peak when spring returns
5. The bees have plundered all the yellow fans, and the fallen pistils are still fragrant with honeydew
6. Snow Camellia Take the second red, the white-headed widow cries in the green wind
7. The grass does not dare to bloom in spring, and the imperial flower buds pick up the green buds
8. It rains and winds in March in the East Garden, and the peaches and plums fall Sweep the floor. Only the camellia is more durable, and there are a few red branches in the green bush.
Osmanthus
1. Don’t envy the peaches and plums in three springs, the osmanthus blooms in autumn
2. The rivers and clouds are wet, the osmanthus is wet, and the plum rain is full of lychees. However
3. Why does it need light blue and deep red? It is naturally the best among flowers
4. It’s the perfect time to visit the West Lake in August. Where can you smell the fragrance and enjoy the tranquility? The golden millet beside Manjuelong is everywhere, and the sky wind blows down the autumn mountains.
5. Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.
Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks at it, I don’t know who is missing the autumn thoughts
6. Exclusively occupying the three autumn fragrances
7. The osmanthus falls in the middle of the moon, and the heavenly fragrance is floating outside
8. It is not planted in the human world, but comes from the moon. A little fragrance of Guanghan will blow the whole mountain into bloom
9. Looking for cinnamon seeds in the mountain temple in the middle of the moon, and looking at the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion
10. Although there is no beauty to shock the crowd, there are The fragrance of the autumn is overwhelming
11. The fragrant wind is constant, and the cold dew is silent. The face and heart are drunk first, and the moon is brighter in the morning.
Begonia
1. There are a lot of new green among the branches, and a few red spots are hidden deep in the small buds. Don’t vomit when you cherish the beautiful flowers, and teach the peaches and plums to be in the spring breeze
2. Although he is gorgeous and has no vulgar appearance, the emperor is really rich and noble
3. He would die for loving famous flowers, but he only worries about the wind and the sun Damage Hongfang. The green chapter plays in the Tongming Palace at night, begging to borrow the spring sun to protect the begonias
4. The scarlet parrot and green are extremely clever, and the overlapping calyx and heavy tarsus dazzle the morning sun
5. The fragrance is still there after several night rains , dyed with rouge, the painting cannot be completed
6. There should be no Sichuan Begonia in the whole world, it blooms for a while and a city is fragrant
7. A beautiful smile between the bamboo fences, the mountains full of peaches and plums are always vulgar
Wutong
1. There is no one in the courtyard, the autumn moon is bright, and the night frost is about to clear up first; the Wutong is really unwilling to wither, and its leaves are still making a sound in the wind
2. Gold The wind is soft, and the leaves of the sycamore tree are falling
3. People in the wine stalls scatter grass, and I lean against the sycamore tree alone on the leisure steps
4. The slanting sun breaks through the curtains, and the coolness gradually enters the sycamore tree< /p>
5. Trying to remember the past, leaning against the phoenix tree
6. The fragrance fades and the fragrance lingers, the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall
7. The phoenix tree treats the old, Mandarin ducks will both die
8. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon is like a hook, the lonely phoenix tree deep in the courtyard locks the clear autumn
9. The crowds are cold, the orange pomelo, the autumn color of the old phoenix tree
10. The chaffinch nests in the sycamore tree, and the mandarin duck lives on the mandarin thorns
11. When a leaf falls from the sycamore tree, the world knows autumn
The cuckoo
1. Thousands of valleys have towering trees, thousands of mountains ring with cuckoos. It rained all night in the mountains, and there were hundreds of springs under the trees
2. I once heard the Zigui bird in Shu, and saw azaleas again in Xuancheng
3. I heard something in the morning and evening, the cuckoo was crying blood The ape mourns
4. The fifty strings of the brocade harp are played for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the spring heart of the emperor with cuckoos
5. It is like following the spring breeze to know the state of willows, just like following the singing of birds to know the mood of flowers
6. Parrots hate parrots on the edge of the parrot state, and cuckoo branches Cuckoo's Cry
7. From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and turn into a cuckoo and return with blood
8. Why visit the famous garden to see the spring breeze? There are no flowers along the way. The Jinjiang River looks beautiful every day, and the clear stream reflects the mountain red
Willow tree
1. Wild love planting, planting willows in the water
2. The green tree is sad Color has been the subject of separation and hatred for several people
3. The yellow and graceful girls in the Golden Valley Garden, the whirling green flowers beside the Qujiang Pavilion; the old people are everywhere, unlike the willows in Suzhou, which are the most populous; I have no idea what the spring will be like
4. The clouds in Jiumo are beginning to rise, and the willow trees in Huangquan are new; the scenery of Tianyuan is different, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dewy, and the silk is light and not dusty; a branch is about to be broken, and it is early to return home
5. The roots are tall and straight, and the hanging shadow is clear
6 , Thousands of weeping willow silk threads, weaving farewell when spring comes
7. A willow tree containing smoke will shake the ground in the wind for a long time
8. Unable to shake the wind, the new color of dawn will make people jealous of their thin waists. Come frequently; before the green shade covers the water of the long embankment, the golden ears welcome the spring in the garden first
9. The swaying wind blows, and the softness near the embankment is better than silk
10. The drizzle is like smoke Willow Color New
Lagerstroemia
1. The midsummer green covers the eyes, and this flower fills the house with red
2. Who is your companion when you sit alone at dusk? The crape myrtle flower versus the crape myrtle
3. Who knows that flowers are not red for a hundred days, but crape myrtle blooms for half a year
4. A new branch greets the autumn dew at dawn, and does not occupy the most beautiful spring in the garden
5. Bright blue sky, plump purple ribbon flowers
6. The sun shines brightly, the butterflies fly away, and the crape myrtle blooms out of the forest
Time is tight, I only found so many, and I don’t know where to go. Can I help you?
6. Poems praising plants
Lotus: "It emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes clear ripples without being evil, is straight in the middle and straight to the outside, does not creep or branch, The fragrance is far away and clear, and the pavilions and pavilions are clean and planted. You can look at it from a distance but not play with it."
Plum blossoms: (1) Wind and rain send spring back, and flying snow welcomes spring. The cliff is already covered with ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches. . Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only reports that spring has come. When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled among the bushes.
(2) There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone. From a distance, I know it is not snow, only the faint fragrance comes.
(3) The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so the poet spent money on commentaries. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
(4) Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless.
It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.
7. What are the poems "praising plants"
1. The jasper is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
——He Zhizhang
2. March in Saimen is still desolate, even though there are willows that have not yet felt the spring. ——Wen Tingyun
3. The cold green autumn water, the remaining red half-broken lotus. ——Bai Juyi
4. The new scenery is full of Chengpi, and the shadows of round lotuses are regular. The wind carries the fragrance far away, and the sunset covers the clouds. Fish play in rows of leaves, and turtles float in the green pond. It was difficult for the Wei Dynasty to pick up the clothes, but the Chu clothes were still the same. ——Li Qiao
5. They are all colorless, but what is the fragrance? Yao banquets are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late. ——Li Shangyin
6. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but there will be no flowers after all the flowers bloom. ——Yuan Zhen
7. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone——Wang Anshi
8. I hear the plum blossoms blowing in the morning wind, and the snow piles are all over the mountains. ——Lu You
9. Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky. The night fragrance blows in the early morning, and the frost nourishes the dawn. ——Liu Zongyuan
10. The branches in the valley are more northerly, and the flowers bloom late every year. ——Lu You
The original text and translation of the first sentence:
Ode to the Willow
The author He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty
The jasper is as tall as a tree, Thousands of green silk ribbons hang down.
I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Translation: The tall willow trees are covered with emerald new leaves, and the soft willow branches hang down like thousands of gently fluttering green ribbons. Whose skillful hands cut these thin young leaves? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February, like a pair of dexterous scissors.
Appreciation: This is a poem about things, written about willows in early spring in February. When writing about Yangliu, where should I start? There is no doubt that its beauty lies in its long and draping branches. Once a year, it grows new green leaves, drooping, and has a charming attitude in the spring breeze. This is something everyone can appreciate. In classical poetry, this kind of image beauty is used to describe and compare the slender figure and graceful waist of a beautiful woman, which is what we often see. This poem has a new idea and is turned upside down.
8. Poems praising plants
1. The drizzle wets the light, and the grass grows year by year with hatred
2. The song of the swallow has not stopped blocking Hongfei , the herding horses are neighing and the grass is green
3. Remember the green skirt, pity the grass everywhere
4. The spring grass will be green next year, whether the king or grandson will return
5 .The upper steps are green with moss marks, and the color of the grass is as green as the curtains
6. There are few willow cotton blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world
7. The grass on the original grass, a Every year is withered and prosperous. The wildfires will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow again
8. On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green shade and grass are more beautiful than the flowers
9. The rain is thin on the wall, and the grass is weeping, and the wind blows back on the water surface Flowers in a Settlement
10. Whoever says that the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring
11. The random flowers gradually become charming to the eye, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves
12. The grass is green near the water, and people with white heads can see flowers.
13. The white clouds and the sons of good families are scattered among the grass and trees.
14. There are no fish in the river, and the water is clear. The wind is strong and the grass is famous.
15. Living idle with few neighbors, the grass is strong in the deserted garden.
16. The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the color of the grass is green in the curtain.
9. Praise Poems about plants
Plant Plum Blossom Tang (Wang Anshi) There are several plum blossoms in the corner.
Ling Han drove alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Xiaochi Song (Yang Wanli) The spring is silent and cherishes the trickling water. The shade of the trees shines on the water. I love the clear and soft little lotus. It has just revealed its sharp corners. A dragonfly has already stood on the grass. Tang Tang (Bai Juyi) left the garden and the grass dried up at one year old. The wild fires cannot be burned away. The spring breeze blows and brings forth distant fragrances. The ancient roads are clear and green. They connect to the desolate city and send the kings and grandchildren away. The willow branches are full of farewell love. Poems from the Tang Dynasty (Bai Juyi). A tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as tender as gold and as soft as silk. In the deserted garden at the west corner of Yongfeng, who belongs to whom no one belongs to all day long? Ru Meng Ling Song (Li Qingzhao) It rained and the wind blew violently last night, and the remaining wine was not consumed by the heavy sleep.
When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.
Breaking through the sand of Huanxi and Song Dynasty (Li Qingzhao), he kneaded the gold into thousands of pieces and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. His demeanor and spirit are as vivid as Yanfu's.
Why is it so vulgar to have plum blossoms with many pistils? Thousand knots of lilacs are bitter and crude. It makes people dream about thousands of miles, but it is ruthless.
(Writing Osmanthus) Partridge Tiansong (Li Qingzhao) is dark and light yellow, with a soft nature, and only the fragrance remains. There is no need for light blue and deep red, it is naturally the best among flowers. Plum blossoms are jealous, chrysanthemums are In response to shame, the opening of the painting railing crowns the Mid-Autumn Festival. The poet can be ruthless and thoughtful, why can't it be harvested that year? (Osmanthus) Xijiang Yuemei Song Dynasty (Su Shi) The jade bones are worried about the miasma, and the water posture has its own fairy wind. When the sea fairy is sent to explore the fragrant bushes, a green-haired phoenix hangs upside down.
Even if you wear a plain face, it will look pink, and your lipstick will not fade after washing off your makeup. Gao Qing has chased the dawn sky, and does not dream of pear blossoms.
Ode to Oranges on the Sands of Huanxi Song Dynasty (Su Shi) The chrysanthemums are dark and the lotuses have withered after a night of frost, the new green leaves shine in the forest light, and the bamboo fences and thatched cottages are green and yellow. The fragrant mist is half startling, and the clear spring is tiring to taste for the first time.
Wu Ji’s hands still smell good after three days. In the mountain garden, the plum blossoms of the Song Dynasty (Lin Bu) are swaying and blooming, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to seal the gold bottle with a sandalwood board.