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Subtitle #e# A poem describing rapeseed flowers, the peach blossoms have fallen and the cauliflowers are yellow
The yellow calyx is thick with green leaves, and thousands of villages are happy to press new oil. Love his livelihood to benefit the people, not just idle flowers and weeds.
Qijue · Love the Rapeseed Flowers
The fields are filled with yellow flowers, and the spring light in the painting is hidden behind the eyes.
There are even bees flying and butterflies dancing, and the phantoms are decorated with ****.
Qi Jue · Feelings after watching rapeseed flowers
Every year the flowers turn yellow and the dust comes every year,
It attracts bees and butterflies as its true body.
Once you get the news,
How many people will be separated by color and fragrance.
Qilu · Rapeseed Flowers
Going up the ridge in search of spring traces, the clear light comes into my eyes.
The flowers bloom romantically and dance in the wind, and the seeds are fragrant and cooked in the pot.
The country is self-pitying and graceful, but who loves the majestic garden?
I don’t know the beauty of Ziyuan, but I rank people’s livelihood.
Qijue · Rapeseed Flowers
The peach blossoms have fallen and the cauliflowers have turned yellow,
attracting bees and butterflies to dance with them.
Drunken is the scene of the setting sun,
The fields are glowing with golden light.
Cauliflower
After several frosts in the cold snow, everything turns yellow in the spring breeze.
My eyes are full of gold reflecting the setting sun, and the broken bones and seeds are still fragrant.
The chrysanthemums bloom in the deep courtyard in the desolate rain, and the lotuses in the pond are half covered with frost. "Suzan Gongfang" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The chickens and dogs of Zimen lived in front of the mountain. He listened to the laughter and carried the garden father on his back. The windlass holds the urn while watering the border, and a little bit of sunshine rains. Butterflies also flew in among the cauliflowers, and took advantage of the warm breeze to fly away. The red apricot tips and tender spring fragrance are the place to drink next to the old earthenware basin.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.
"Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yuanzhen