Qiantang Lotus () In September, the flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River and the lotus flowers turn in Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still sad. Dew wash the jade plate, the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows with the golden city and autumn. It's no use looking at it. There is also a secluded pond. It sings the song of Furong Southern Dynasties, and the breeze of the moon shakes the purple leaves and caresses them. The pond in the middle is so green that I am red. Sit and watch the year of flying frost and withering this red fragrance. Lu you plum blossom sentence I heard that the fragrance of plum blossoms is full of clear wind, and snowdrifts are all over the four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?
Hongmei Su Shi believes in Hongmei every year, and the river hangs down to open. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
Yimei, Li Shangyin, settled in Tianya, and she didn't want to let things happen. Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.
Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool and want to see them when they bloom. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
It is amazing to explore the secluded steps in the Wanli Mountain of Yangmei, and it is late at night. A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch.
2. Poetry about spring, summer, autumn and winter, landscapes, flowers and plants.
Don He Zhangzhi: I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Don Han Yu: Every grass and tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.
Qing Zhou Zhen: I'm worried that mulberry leaves will wither in spring, and a trace of thick green will be on my forehead.
Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.
S: A night of spring scenery is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
Qing Yun Ge: It rained all night in the mountains, so there shouldn't be much spring. Look at the grass on the mainland, green to Dongting Lake.
Summer:
Don Cen Can: Remnant clouds reap the heat of summer, and new rain brings the haze of autumn.
Don Wang Wei: An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and a mango bird sings in a tree in midsummer.
Guan: Why is the hatred gone? Xia Mu is cute.
Tang Du Fu: The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cool.
Autumn:
Don Bai Juyi: When Xia Chan is finished, autumn rain geese come.
Don Liu Yuxi: Dongting was born in the middle of the autumn lake, and the waves are like molten gold.
Don Liu Yuxi: Lake, light and moon know each other; There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished. Look at the mountains and rivers in Dongting; Green snail in a silver plate.
Don Liu Yuxi: Lake, light and moon know each other; There is no wind on the pool surface, and the mirror is not polished. Look at the mountains and rivers in Dongting; Green snail in a silver plate.
Winter:
Don Bai Juyi: The new vinegar has green stripes, and the static stove has red stir. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .
Don Richie: There were no towns for 3,000 miles, and there was nothing but a camp, until the gloomy sky joined the vast desert covered with snow.
Four seasons:
Tao Jin Yuanming: In spring and autumn, there are many strange peaks in Xia Yun, bright autumn moon and solitary pine in Dongling.
Guo Song Xi: Spring Mountain is as plain as a smile, Summer Mountain is green, Autumn Mountain is as bright as makeup, and Winter Mountain is as bleak as sleep.
3. Ancient poems describing flowers and four seasons, each with six thousand fragrant trees in Bai Min in the Song Dynasty, each branch is dotted with clouds.
Never hate the breeze, it is this flower that occupies the spring scenery. On the Du Fu River, other people's peach branches shed their hedges in the cold spring rain.
Shadow is tempted by clear water, but wind is jealous of safflower. Blowing flowers and sleeping beside the boat, I am afraid of water, light and wind.
Red hate is covered in my arms, but Bao Mingming doesn't pick it up. It's wet for a long time and flying late for a long time. The lingering sand and grass are thinner than hair. Bees and butterflies are affectionate, but dragonflies avoid all the troubles.
In the Song Dynasty, Ouyang Xiu planted flowers in the valley, but bloom was at a loss. It is still difficult to do this in life, and I want to make a name for myself.
Crimson and light purple look good, but the colors are not resistant to the east wind. A peach tree grows alone, which means if you treat me with wheat straw.
If you don't spit out the fragrance, blame me for being late every day. Ruthless grass and trees don't understand words, and they are deliberately reluctant to give up on me.
The beauty of the group began to flourish, and the rise and fall did not follow the beauty of the group. How can I repay you for reading flowers? I can only get drunk in flowers.
Flowers bloom a few days longer than falling flowers, and the bottle can be carried three or four times. Su Shi contended for leaves, without desire or desire.
People near the marsh look in the mirror, and fish and water splash on the bridge. A gift for Wang Bai was about to take a boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. The peach blossoms in Dalin Temple are white, right? In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. When did Xu Fuyanzi fly back to the Spring Lake, and the peach blossoms on the shore were dipped in water.
After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees. In the snow forest in Wang Mian, Bai Mei, this body is mixed with peaches and plums.
Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li. Peacefully happy peach blossoms rush early, and people laugh at peach blossoms.
A few days old in spring, a flower in a bottle is good. Who knows if a teenager is disappointed unless he asks for a flower branch.
I changed my heart for you before I knew the same acacia. Qingpingle peach blossoms, and the fragrance of running water lingers.
Zhu Yan in the mirror is not old, but she asks who is better than flowers? Unlike bonuses, Zhu Yan is heartless after all. When the peach blossom is heavy, red tears fall.
4. Four seasons flower poems bloom early.
plum
East wind and west wind, leaves are empty in the middle of Gunmushan.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
Red Plum
Su Shi
Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
Zaomei
liu zongyuan
Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?
Yamagata Xiaomei
Limbu
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Frost birds want to see first, and pink butterflies like to know each other.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn.
Chinese plum
Jiang
There was a plum tree in front of Bai Yutang, and now it has several flowers.
Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in?
Xue Mei
Lu Meipo
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.