Ancient poems about flowers ..

Ancient poems about flowers:

1, the snow is too late for spring, and it is flying through the courtyard trees. -Tang, Han Yu' Chun Xue'

Explanation: Snow also thinks that spring comes too late, so it deliberately turns into flowers and flies among the trees in the courtyard.

2. The evening sky is beautiful and the spring breeze is fragrant. -"Two Poems" by Tang and Du Fu

Commentary: Jiangshan is bathed in spring, how beautiful it is. Spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants.

3, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. -Tang Han Yi, Cold Food/Cold Food Day is a Thing.

Commentary: In late spring, catkins are flying everywhere in Chang 'an, and the east wind blows the willow branches of the royal garden during the Cold Food Festival.

4, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day. -After Graduation by Tang and Meng Jiao

Commentary: Riding on Chang 'an Road, which is full of spring flowers, today's hooves are particularly brisk, and I have already seen the flowers in Chang 'an unconsciously.

5. Never stop, even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . -Tang, Li Shangyin, "Untitled East Wind Coming Misty Rain"

Explanation: My heart will no longer sprout with the spring flowers; So as not to make me miss you inch by inch, and Hua Song lost his ashes.

Waiting for the autumn of the eighth day of the ninth lunar month —— The Last Chrysanthemum by Tang and Huang Chao

Explanation: When the Double Ninth Festival comes in autumn and September, chrysanthemums will bloom and other flowers will wither.

6. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. -Tang, Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village"

Explanation: The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see the chrysanthemums.

7. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, you can say bumper harvest and listen to frogs. -Song, Xin Qiji, "Xijiang Moon, Walking along Huangsha Road at Night"

Commentary: In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.

8, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. -Song and Li Qingzhao's Wuling Spring Festival Evening

Explanation: The wind stopped, the dust smelled of flowers, and the flowers withered. The sun has risen high, but I'm too lazy to dress up.