1. Poems about the flourishing of flowers
Poems about the flourishing of flowers 1. Beautiful sentences describing the flourishing of flowers
Roses are blooming It is very beautiful, the light yellow flowers look very elegant and solemn; the edges of the rose petals are blinking pink, covered with hairs, containing crystal water drops, full of vitality, and exuding bursts of attractive fragrance.
The rose flowers in full bloom are in various shapes, each exuding fragrance, some are as rich as dense sweetness, some are as elegant as tea fragrance, and the fragrance is spread all over the garden. Peony is respected as the "King of Flowers" because it is rich and luxurious. Although narcissus does not have the status of "King of Flowers", it is intoxicating with its purity and fragrance.
The plum blossom has five petals, either single or double. Its stamens are thin and there is a dot smaller than sesame on it, like a little hat. The peach blossoms are in clusters, as if they were stained with rouge, dazzlingly red and intoxicatingly beautiful.
Wandering among the peach blossoms is like being in a fairyland of peach blossoms covered with brocade and flowing clouds. The fragrant breeze passes by and the peach blossoms whisper. Flower appreciators look forward to lingering in this poetic and picturesque beauty. Looking at pear blossoms from a distance, with sparse trees and sparse flowers, it's like looking at a landscape painting with light strokes and light ink, light and elegant.
The lotus leaves in the pond look like colorful sails dangling on the blue waves from a distance, which is really beautiful. The sun rises from the east, and the purple morning glory slowly wakes up like a yawn, and then the skirt of the dance skirt slowly spreads out, and then like a woman spinning and dancing, the skirt completely spreads out.
Milan is evergreen all year round, and when it blooms, it floats ten miles away; who can not love Milan, which is green, fresh and fragrant? The pots of spider plants are like small flower baskets, nodding to people with smiles in the breeze. The clusters of beige sweet-scented osmanthus look particularly elegant and luxurious. From a distance, they look like gold dotted on the green embroidered cloth, or like little dolls peeling off the green leaves and looking out with a smile.
In summer, castor flowers bloom in clusters. The upper ones are female flowers, which are light red, and the lower ones are male flowers, which are light yellow. From a distance, they look like two beautiful colorful clouds. Chase each other. Begonia flowers grow very vigorously. The new leaves are bright green, the flowers and leaves are green, and the edges of the rolled leaves are decorated with a bright maroon color.
Good paragraph. The petals of the lotus are red and white, so beautiful! The lotus flowers are accompanied by green lotus leaves. The lotus leaves are high and low, sometimes gently floating on the water, some standing high out of the water, and some seem to be talking together, with a few crystal clear water drops on them. The beads were rolling, and the sun shone on them. The lotus flowers look various, some look like a shy little girl, blushing, hiding under the green lotus leaves; some poke their heads out curiously, looking at the beautiful and lovely world; some look like a handsome fairy aunt. Facing the calm lake, I dressed up carefully.
The plum blossoms here are indeed well-deserved, not only in quantity but also in variety. The pink plum blossoms are like clouds, the white plum blossoms are like snow, the green-calyx plum blossoms are white with hints of green, crystal clear and elegant...the most eye-catching ones are the cinnabar plums.
Looking closer, the hard trunk bends upward, and the brown old branches, like cast iron, stretch out in all directions. Some tall new branches are pulled out from the old branches, decorated with red flowers, brown. Silk and golden stamens are like countless beautiful red butterflies, resting on the green new branches; looking from a distance, the mountains are full of red plums, clusters and clusters, like burning flames, very warm and dazzling, leaving behind the remaining winter. All traces of it have been driven away. The "White Peony" and "Auspicious Snow in the Ancient Capital", which are as bright as snow, are as white as jade and hug like snowballs, and have become the objects frequently visited by painters; the "Ink Chrysanthemum" and "Ink Lotus", which are famous for their peculiar colors, are red in color. Purple, purple and black, it is constantly surrounded by photographers; what is even more adorable is the "Mulan Dressup" with changeable colors. It is a green lotus color when it first blooms, and turns pink at night, with a firm yet soft appearance. She is brave yet girlish, quite like Hua Mulan, who disguised herself as a man and joined the army for her father, and then quietly returned her hairpin... Although the peonies in the garden are all beautiful, in my opinion, the "Fire Alchemy Pill" is the most beautiful. .
It is water-red when it first blooms, and when it blooms, it bursts red and spits flames. The red light is dazzling, like the pomegranate flowers in May, and like the red scarf of our young pioneers, which is the crown of red. The color of the petals is the same inside and outside. When in full bloom, it is half-spherical, with more than 80 to 200 petals.
The flowers are flush with the leaves or slightly hidden in the leaves, which can be called treasures. The leaves are yellow-green, slightly rolled upward, thick and hard, and densely grown. The newly grown young leaves of the rose are like a tiny crescent moon. The small, watery leaves are tender red, and a shallow blush spreads around the leaves.
There are 3 to 5 young leaves growing evenly on a rose plant, just like an ink painting, it looks so unpretentious, so simple and elegant. After a week or two, the young leaves grew up, changing from crescent to oval, and from oval to old leaves as big as the palm of your hand. At this time, its color also changed from light red to purple. and green again.
And new leaves continue to grow between the stems and leaves, clusters and clusters gathered together, opening up the green umbrella of life. Colorful chrysanthemums are blooming, including red, yellow, green, white, pink, and deep red.
The red ones are like fire, the yellow ones are like gold, the green ones are like sorrowful green, the white ones are like snowflakes, the pink ones are like colorful clouds, and the deep red ones are like silk. The chrysanthemums spurted out from the flower stand as high as one person, shining with brilliant and dazzling bright spots, all the way to the ground.
It is like a gorgeous and moving phoenix tail, a long skirt illuminated by the stage lights, a still, silent, fragrant waterfall, and unrestrained, as if a girl had washed His hair was let down casually. Those slender branches covered with flowers interspersed and drooped in confusion, giving them a forest and game flavor.
In the world of flowers, only the phoenix has such a peculiar state. Narcissus has always been euphemistically called "Lingbo Fairy".
Indeed, its moving figure makes people fall in love at first sight and fall in love with it. There is a pot of daffodils on my desk at home. Several tender green branches and leaves are pulled out from the white and tender bulbs. Among the crisscrossing green leaves, there are several small white flowers blooming in an orderly manner. There is a bouquet of gold embedded in the flower. The flower-like stamens exude a rich fragrance.
A gust of wind blew by, and the little flowers nodded repeatedly, as if they were holding the crystal dress and dancing on the water and stones, making people feel relaxed and happy and intoxicated. I rarely use cold water in the cold winter, but I make some exceptions for daffodils. I insist on changing the water for the flowers every day.
Looking at the beautiful charm of the flowers and smelling the refreshing fragrance, I feel sincerely happy and love it even more.
2. Poems describing the abundance and blooming of flowers
The flowers of the Huang family are full of flowers, and thousands of flowers weigh low on the branches. The seven quatrains of "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers" 6》Du Fu
Poetry
The first two sentences use "the flowers are full of vines" and "the branches are low" to describe the blooming of flowers from (static), while the last two sentences use (dynamic) The description makes the flowers quiet and moving, full of sound and color
The first two sentences capture the words "man", "pressure" and "low" to show the luxuriant flowers and branches, while the last two sentences capture "dance all the time" and "cry just right", It expresses the beautiful scenery of spring with stillness, movement, sound and color. I hope my answer will be helpful to you,
. Before the flowers bloomed in Dongdu, thirty-three people returned on horseback. (Du Mu's "Posted to Old Friends in Chang'an")
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3. Poems praising the lush blooming flowers in the courtyard
Author of five poems about courtyard scenery: Zhonglin Chengqiang< /p>
1. Spring comes in the small courtyard
It is pleasant to have a small courtyard in spring, and the building is so high that it feels comfortable.
Farmers are getting rich and revitalizing China, and the beautiful scenery is getting better with each passing day.
2. The balcony
The window is full of plum blossoms and the moon is shining, and the courtyard is full of bamboo cages and smoke.
The bird is lost in love, and the tower is as far as the sky.
3. Scenery of pavilions
Plum blossoms bring five blessings, and bamboo leaves announce three springs.
The scenery of the pavilions is rich and the dawn of the mountain is new.
4. In front of the building and behind the house
There are flowers and bamboo shadows, and the sound of waterfowl.
The lotus flowers are blooming behind the house, and the dawn is bright in front of the building.
5. Secluded Residence in Xishan Mountain
The door faces water on three sides, and fish play with lotus flowers in half of the stream.
There is no way to stop doubts, but there is a way to reach the secluded world.
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4. Sentences that describe flowers from blooming to flourishing, preferably poems
Poems about flowers praising plum blossoms (Wang Anshi) There are several plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone; remote knowledge It's not snow, because there is a faint fragrance.
Hibiscus on Qian's Pond (Wen Zhengming) In September, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are gone, and the hibiscus is wandering in Zhongzhou. The beauty smiles across the water, and the setting sun still makes me sad. The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows. Autumn brings Jincheng. Looking at each other without using them hurts the old age. There is a unique kind of tranquility in the pond. Ode to Furong in the Southern Dynasties·Liang·Shen Yue The breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew blows in the red house. The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red. Ancient style Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, the green lotus grows in the secluded spring, the morning sun is bright and fresh. The autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and the dense leaves are covered with green smoke. The color and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. Lu You's Plum Blossom Quatrains I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning wind, and the snow piles are all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Early Plum Blossoms Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky. The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors?
Red Plums Su Shi Every year the red plum blossoms are blooming, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots.
Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin Staying at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most hated, often used as last year's flowers.
Newly Planted Plum Blossoms by Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond, and I will check them when they are about to bloom. Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Exploring Plum Blossoms by Yang Wanli It’s amazing to take a walk in the mountains, late at night at dusk. One plum blossom blooms on a branch, but it is annoying to be on the highest branch. Peach blossoms: the grass is green and the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms have the fragrance of plum blossoms.
(Jia Zhi's "Spring Thoughts") The peach blossoms chase the poplar flowers and fall, and the yellow birds sometimes fly.
(Du Fu's "Wine on the Qujiang River") The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long, where is the hole beside the clear stream? (Zhang Xu's "Peach Blossom Stream") The peach red contains the lingering rain, and the willow green contains the spring smoke.
(Wang Wei's "Pastoral") Last year, today, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don’t know where the human face has gone, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze.
(Cui Hu's "Inscription on Nanzhuang of the Capital City") The peach blossoms flowed away (yǎo), and there was no other world than this world. (Li Bai's "Questions and Answers in the Mountains") Where peaches and plums compete for fragrance, only the old plum blossoms are at peace.
(Ming Dynasty Wang Mian's "Picture of Ink Plum Blossoms") Narcissus: sending off his brother-in-law Yuan Deshi (Tang Dynasty) Dou Qun. The Narcissus was on the way to the south when he boarded the boat. There was a guest in Xiyuan who was thinking about leisurely. Because it is the official intention of the king to ask, he will not sell Piling to bear Guo Tian.
Farewell at Dawn in Banqiao (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin Looking back at the Xiaohe River in Gaocheng, the windows of the pavilion press the microwave. The narcissus wants to go to the carp, and the hibiscus sheds many red tears in one night.
Shui Xian Cao (Tang Dynasty) Li Xian used big waves to beat the flowing water, and there were many strange birds and animals in Pengshan. The heart of the piano is neither happy nor frightened. How can the strings be eased and the claws calm? Narcissus misty came to greet him, and Boya became famous from then on.
The loose wood in Yiyang is empty and light, and the sound of the heavy flower ax is known. The intertwining of silk threads creates a desolate scene, and the harmonious harmony brings about a harmonious atmosphere.
It refers to the long-lasting love of the late kings, and the end of the song will bring peace to the world. Later generations pass on their good deeds, but sometimes the sound is not enough.
The mountains and rivers are green at first and the mountains are green again. Chenglian went to the sea to transfer favors, how could he not have any desires in the first place! The music is in nature, not in Hui Jin Jiang Zhen Yu.
.On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to take care of the chrysanthemums. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Friend's Village") 2. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
(Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 3. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 4. The flowers splash with tears when feeling the time, and the birds are frightened when they hate each other.
(Du Fu: "Spring Outlook") 5. Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night") 6. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees.
(Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind Poshan Temple") 7. Huang Si's natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. (Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers") 8. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before.
(Yan Shu: Huanxi Sand) 9. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and mandarin fish are fat in the flowing water of peach blossoms. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song") 10. I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
(Du Mu: "Qingming") Poems about flowers (with the word "flower") The moon is melting in the pear courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms flow into the flowing water, where mandarin fish and mandarin fish are fat.
When the lonely mountain of heaven and earth rests again, when will the plum blossoms be cultivated? The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
Last year on this day, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossom still smiles at the east wind.
No one can be good for a hundred days, and no flower can be red for a hundred days. There is no way that I am not in ecstasy. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two kinds of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frown and feel it again.
When I cherish spring, I am often afraid that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless red flowers falling. How much hatred was in my dream last night.
It still feels like the old days when you visited Shangyuan. Cars are like flowing water, horses are like dragons, flowers and moon are in the spring breeze.
The flowers have faded to red and green, and the apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world.
The wind abides in the dust and the fragrance of the flowers has gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day, the moon was shining on the willow branches, and people were gathering after dusk.