Praise with the poems of the ancients; plum blossoms, grass, spring rain, willow trees and the rush of the Yellow River!

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Plum

Wang Anshi

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone. I know there is not enough snow, but there is a faint fragrance Come.

Play chess with Xue Zhaoming and lose a poem about plum blossoms

Wang Anshi

Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in search of spring, and each one is piled high with snow on the roadside.

Wang Anshi

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Reminiscing about his years in Nanmo, Fengcheng, Xiangyao can hardly follow the post envoy.

Recalling Plum Blossoms

Li Shangyin

Staying at the end of the world, following the direction Wuhua. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable, as they last as last year's flowers.

In mid-November, plum blossoms can be seen in Fufengjie

Li Shangyin

The pavilions on the road are so beautiful that it is out of season. The fragrance is lingering. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost.

Gifts are far away and full of hands, and the wounds are heartbreaking. For whom will you become an early beauty? Don't wait for the beauty of the year

Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1 -)

Lu You

I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, and the snow piles are all over the four mountains. How can I transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man.

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Early Plum Blossoms

Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie

It blooms early to welcome the spring, so I don’t mind the cold alone. I am afraid of falling flowers, and no one cares to look at them.

Jiangmei

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The plum blossoms are broken in front, but the plum blossoms are more abundant in the next year. I know that spring is good, what is the worst thing to worry about?

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Early Plum Blossoms

Tang Dynasty Qiji

Ten Thousand Woods Freeze When it is about to break, the solitary root is warm and returns alone. In the deep snow in the front village, a branch bloomed last night.

The wind carries a faint fragrance, and the birds peek at the beautiful scenery. Next year, as expected, the Yingchun Terrace will be the first to bloom.

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Miscellaneous Poems

When you come from your hometown, you should know about it. When you lean in front of the window in the coming day, will the winter plum blossoms bloom yet?

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Li Bai grass in the tree

Birds pick up wild field grass and stray into dry mulberries.

The roots of the foreign soil are dangerous, but they still survive in spring.

Although grass and trees are ruthless, they can still survive because of their dependence.

Even if they have the same branches and leaves, each has its own withered glory.

I saw among the wild grasses a man called Pulsatilla Li Bai

Drunk into Tian's house, singing in the wilderness.

Even in the green grass, there are also white-headed men.

Folding the mirror, Wan will be wearing the same temples.

The faint fragrance seems to ridicule each other, and the hatred is left to the east wind.

Changxincao (one for Changxin Palace, the other for Jieyu's resentment) Cui Guofu

The grass in Changxin Palace, Worrying about where to live every year.

Therefore, the traces of beads are invaded, and the jade steps are not allowed to move.

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The sky and rain on the mountain are also strange

The rain is about to come, the wind fills the building

After the rain, the sky is clear and the clouds are broken

But what to say when it rains at night in Bashan

Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain

Heavy rain falls on the quiet swallows

White raindrops jump into the boat

Good rain knows the season

The sound of wind and rain at night

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

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Zhangtai willow, Zhangtai willow, were they green yesterday and are they still there today? Even if the long strips look like old ones, they should still be there. Climbing and breaking other people's hands.

I once danced in the east wind and enjoyed the spring garden in the heart-breaking sky.

How can I be willing to arrive in the clear autumn, with the setting sun and the cicadas

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The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting in the long river.

——Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"

Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky and rushing to the sea? Never to return.

——Li Bai's "Jinjinjiu"

As the sun fades over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea.

——Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork" Building"

Poems about the Yellow River

Waves of sand

The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand,

Waves and winds blow from the end of the world.

Now we go straight to the Milky Way,

to the home of the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl.