Drinking (5)
Dong Yuanming
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Other poems about plants:
Zaomeitang miracle
Ten thousand mu can't stand the cold, and plum trees absorb the vitality of underground heating.
Snow covered the village. Last night, flowers were in full bloom in the snow.
The breeze is blowing towards Mei, so it has no emotional appeal. Avon's clean posture makes the birds jumpy.
If the plum blossom can blossom on time next year, I hope it can bloom on the spring terrace of people's love.
Early plum blossom
A tree with cold plum and white jade belt is near the village road and creek bridge.
I don't know if it started spraying recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
Wang Anshi's plum blossom
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.
Wang Mian, Bai Mei
In the snow forest,
Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, it smells good all night,
Scattered like dry Kun Wan Li incense.
Xue Mei Lu Meipo
Xue Mei refused to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet wrote a dull chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
Wu Jiaji's quatrains on March 3rd.
The bow of the boat rained like silk last night, and all the orchids in my pot were flooded.
Fanrui strives for the opening day, which is the time for tourists to get home.
Zhu Yizun's "Mrs. Gu Painting Orchids"
Brothel people went to the pen bed empty, and Xizhou thanked them.
There is also the color of Qinhuai Cao Fang, and the lights are evenly dyed with sunset red.
Wang Fengnv painted orchids.
Beggars get the beauty described by poets, and Yaochi is clear and beautiful.
As soon as I say nothing from a weak point of view, Yaya's proposal is pitiful.
Shi Tao's cymbidium
The root has left the dust, so there is no poem, and poetry gives loneliness.
Who has used a thousand sticks of incense? When the ink is spilled in the pool, it will be relieved.
Massai fighters in East Africa
The bones are clear and the leaves are true, and the wind is amazing.
My own pen and ink is written by myself, that is, the front is the back.
Massai fighters in East Africa
I'm tired of listening to Huang except Yao Cao's Spring Star.
Under the leaves, you walk through the clouds, and nothing in the world is completely green.
I believe he is drunk in the cold valley, and my dress is spineless.
Not every flower can be infatuated, but it is more fragrant in the dust.
Qiu Lan of Michelle Ye, Isinggio.
There are potted plants in front of the temple, and orchids are unique. In the past, they were called Wang Xiangxiang and also Mr. Fang because of the four rhymes.
Qiu Lan color, green cloth leaf.
Love this king's incense, show the atrium with flowers.
You fen San, static shadow sparse.
Is it necessary to waste more than nine books on Sao Jing?
The bamboo forests in Yun Qi are very lush, and the mountains are full of orchids.
The mountain road is Xu He, and the sound of streams can be heard everywhere.
The bamboo is dark and the old wood is dead.
Listen to the birds singing on the threshold and climb the cliff to collect different scents.
In the middle of spring, everything is bloom.
Orchid ode
The graceful flowers and green leaves are long, and it is difficult to hide the fragrance in the valley when the wind comes.
Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it.
Fan Cheng's "Yong Huai"
Orchid is the king's fragrance, and the powder is in the breeze.
Never cave in, never strive for wealth and beauty.
Winter orchids in Cao Yin
Winter grass is cold and blue, and orchids are flowers.
As clear as a digger and as thin as a poet.
Cong Xiu has several strands of hair with double bun on it.
At dusk, the window smells fragrant and the wind shadows want to weave yarn.
Zhu Zaizhen's Jian Lan
The jungle grows in a valley and berries are scattered all over the forest.
If you don't sew, you will get hurt. Better than being a doorknob.
After crossing the mountain, Zi Peizhen went to several pavilions.
Turn around and forget Min Hai, and fall in love with Xiang.
Think lightly about returning home in the daytime, and the clear spring will soak in the evening.
The jade ball bounces again and again, and the day can be used.
Hua Yan de LAN Hua
The cloud valley is graceful and restrained, and the fragrance is refined.
The cool wind moves at night, and the beauty asks for it.
Gao's On Painting
The painting is scattered, and the Banqiao painting is blue.
Li Lan's skin, sweet smell and pine branches are blowing with the wind.
Sitting in clothes, the north window is cool, and the old slave is too crazy.
Ren Huang painted orchids (three poems)
No room is fragrant and the walls are empty.
One punch is charming in ancient rhyme, and beauty is lonely.
I've thought a lot about Yuan and Li, but I feel far sad.
The paper window evokes the fragrance of the soul, and the face dare not envy.
Magnetic bucket raises beautiful stones, and the source is fragrant.
You came from Wangchuan and got this pink book.
Bright "Writing Shi Lan School"
An empty stone, some grass.
Write about the dustman, don't forget Lin Quan.
Li Lanhua's Album (Three Songs)
Blurred Xiao Ai exposed the cold, and the heroes of the ages dried up in tears.
Putting pen to paper and pondering over the past, Hengqin may not be in tune with Lan.
Chu Qingfeng flooded the pen, and the guest was lingering for twenty years.
Self-pity does not sing green songs, and thousands of flowers in Chiba are for the world to see.
Don't laugh for heaven, you are always ignorant, but you also cherish the sadness of your temples.
When the household is eager to get rid of it, it is afraid of losing its fragrance in the mountains.
Wang Lan
Orchids grow in valleys and flowers bloom in Qiu Lai.
* * * Follow me in the quiet period, and the empty mountain wants to go far away.
Zhu Shi (Qing. Zheng Xie)
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Bamboo (Dongpo, Su Song)
Eating without meat is better than living without bamboo;
No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
Zhu Yong (Fu Bangru)
Breaking ground, Lingyun is getting higher and higher, and the cold drive is leading all the way.
Don't shed tears of passion, wish to melt ice and snow for Chunshan.
Singing bamboo (seven laws)
Small bridges and flowing water around the hut make it comfortable to live and settle down. The wind destroys the body, the roots are still upright, the snow presses the waist and the branches are stronger.
Being famous, he always keeps the festival, and his mind is empty and dark. Not afraid of frost and heat, it is beautiful in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
A kind of bamboo
Tang jianxun
Joan's day was full of wind, and she forgot to go back for sex.
The most pitiful rustle in the sunset, the flower shadow is full of guest clothes.
Wang Jin-Shu Zhi's Blue Queming;
Orchids bloom in spring and chrysanthemums flourish in autumn. Aromatic smoked herbs,
Colorful and dazzling. Which fragrance, the more secluded, the more fragrant.
Twelve Chrysanthemum Poems in A Dream of Red Mansions
Baochai (Heng)
Yiju
Look at the west wind and meditate, when the reed is red and white and heartbroken.
There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear.
I miss my heart and go back to the wild goose. It is too late to sit and listen.
Who pities my thinness and comforts me goodbye?
Baoyu (Gongzi Hongyi)
Visit chrysanthemums
Try it while it's sunny in first frost. Don't leave the medicine in the glass for a long time.
Who planted first frost the month before? Where is the autumn outside the fence?
Wax is far away, and cold songs are not enough.
If the yellow flowers pity the poets, they will not hang up their branches today.
South of the Yangtze river
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish play in the lotus leaves, fish play in the lotus leaves,
Fish hits the lotus leaf in the west, fish hits the lotus leaf in the south and fish hits the lotus leaf in the north.
Cailian District Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli of Chu Xiao Jingci School.
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Cut plum in the northern song dynasty. Li Qingzhao
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Lotus Qingshitao
Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking;
In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.
Chrysanthemum Appreciation (Shen Junru)
A cluster of cold chrysanthemums is more beautiful than Qionghua, and the window is covered with green gauze.
At first glance, I feel the fragrance is warm and the room is warm. It's really fancy
Qiuju Poetry (Chen Yi)
Autumn chrysanthemum can be used in Ao Shuang, and it is full of wind and frost.
This performance is cold-resistant, what can I do with wind and frost?
Chrysanthemum Appreciation (Zhu De)
Strange flowers and plants stand on their branches, and jade bone's ice muscles gather in front of them.
Listen to Taiping * * *, willing to solve the former enemy with chrysanthemum wine.
Jupanxiang (Cang Kejia)
Northland scenery, there is no wind or rain over Chongyang.
Don't go to Xishan to see the red leaves, come to clumps of yellow.
People are leaning against the hedge, China is next to the palace wall, the city is red, and the gatehouse is facing up.
Borrow incense, only enjoy it, otherwise, geese fly by.
You don't need to hold Ao Bai to drink. Memorizing good sentences is especially fragrant.
Thin figure, smooth spirit, head to the east.