1. Poems about "snow" and "lotus"
Qingyang Ferry chanting hibiscus and picking lotus
Jin·Yuefu Southern Dynasty·Liang·Shen Yue Southern Dynasty ·Liang·Wu Jun
The green lotus covers the green water, the breeze shakes the purple leaves, the brocade ribbons are mixed with flowers, and the robes hang down the green river.
The hibiscus is red and fresh. Light dew blows in the red room. Asked where he was going now, he went out to collect lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath, so the middle pond is green. Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to wish to send it.
There is a lotus flower on it. Wait until I glow red. I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom.
Poem of Ode to Lotus, Ode to Concentric Hibiscus
Jiang Hong Sui Dynasty Du Gongzhan
There are tiny grasses in Zepi, which can bloom and bear fruit. The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water.
The green leaves like to turn in the wind, and the red leaves like to shine in the sun. A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends.
I moved to Yuchi, and my roots were not lost. The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances in the wind of the clothes.
How to make love with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying ponchos. The name Lotus can be recited naturally, and the two minds are the same.
Lotus Picking Song Ancient Style (Part 26)
Sui Dynasty, Yin Yingtong, Tang Dynasty, Li Bai
There are countless companions in the rowing boat, and they unmoor each other to encourage each other.
There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The floats are moving in disorder, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus. The green lotus grows in the secluded spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.
Lotus root threads are tied together, and lotus leaves are held into cups.
Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves gather green smoke. The beauty and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year.
I have not yet gained my roots, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond.
Lotus Picking Song ~ Liang Liu Xiaowei of the Southern Dynasties
The golden oar magnolia boat is used to pick lotuses from the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance spreads across the Pudu River, and lotus leaves fill the river. The house is easy to hold, and the handle is curved. When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are blowing.
If you break the lotus, you will get a gift ~ Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
I wade in the river and play in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus. If you climb the lotus and play with the beads, the ripples will not become round. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky. There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze with regret.
Lotus ~ Li Shangyin
They are all colorless, but they have no fragrance. Yao banquets are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late. When I return to my quilt, the lamp shines on my clothes, and my socks are soaked in water when I cross the quilt. I anticipate farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in my dreams after separation.
Lotus ~ Wen Tingyun
The green pond is swaying to meet the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white apples. It should be the stockings of Luo Shenbo, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant.
The snow and ice flowers are cool and refreshing, and the soul is bright in the depths of Qulan. A hook of the crescent moon wind draws the shadow, secretly sending the delicate fragrance into the painting garden. 2. I want at least three poems about snow and lotus.
Snow poems: Plum blossoms are less white than snow, but snow loses some of the fragrance of plum blossoms.
(Lu Meipo) The snow is like plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms are like snow. They are both strangely beautiful whether they look like it or not (Lu Benzhong) There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone; I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance (Wang Anshi ) "Get up in the morning in the painting hall to report the falling snowflakes." Li Bai's "Qing Ping Le" "A lone man in a boat and a man with a coir, fishing alone for snow in the cold river" Liu Zongyuan "The white snow is too late for the spring, so I fly through the trees in the garden to make flying flowers" Han Yu "Decoration Thousands of houses have beautiful scenery, and the flowers are blooming everywhere." "The snow in the evening helps to reduce the steepness, and the jade dust scatters in the forest ponds." "The gates of Caixi are piled up in the alleys, but it is a pity that they are gone." "The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is light and light in the clouds." "Butterflies are beginning to turn over the curtains. Embroidery, thousands of jade girls, dancing sleeves together"... "Snow is clear in the south of the mountain and in the north, and the moon is bright thousands of miles away" "Who cuts the light Qiong and crops the flowers, spring circles around the world, and water circles around the world" "Staying in the invasion and riding, flying snow fills the isolated village "On a snowy night in the chaotic mountains, a lonely stranger" "The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, and they blow down Xuanyuan Terrace," Li Bai's "North Wind Journey" "The Yellow River can be blocked with soil, but the north wind, rain and snow are hard to cut off." "War cry is so new!" The ghost is singing alone, the old man is mournful.
The clouds are low in the dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind." Du Fu "The clouds are falling in Qincheng, and the imperial state is covered with heavy snow.
Those who retreat from the court in the snow are all princes and princes. The nobles have wind and snow, and the rich have no worries about hunger and cold.
So The only thing we have to do is to travel around the house..." "It's snowy in Chang'an, and it's hard to find birds." "The spring breeze moves thousands of miles, but the snow stops in the mountains." "The snow is long in the south and north of the Yangtze River, and the water is cold in the distance." "The vast sea. Hundreds of heavy waves, thousands of miles of snow in the Yinshan Mountains"
"The snow is dark withered flag paintings, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums. It is better to be a centurion than to be a scholar." The poem "Jiangnan" describing Lian can be adopted from Jiangnan. Lotus, lotus leaves and fields. Between the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north.
"Qingyang Ferry" Jin Yuefu Green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with fresh red. There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above.
"Fuchsia" Lu Yun of Jin Dynasty The green house contains green fruits, and the gold bars hang white stones. Pitching and tilting with the wind, the clear stream shines brightly.
"Poetry of Cai Ling" Southern and Northern Dynasties·Jiang Yan In autumn, my heart looks beautiful, and I look at the green lotus in the fresh water. Purple water chestnut can also be harvested to try to relieve depression.
Under thousands of scattered leaves, in front of hundreds of flowing streams. The high scenery overflows the gully, and the fragrance is beautiful in Guangchuan.
Singing a female tune, dancing into the south of the Yangtze River. "Lotus Picking Song" Liang Yuan Emperor Biyu's little girl came to marry the King of Runan.
The lotus flowers look messy, and the lotus leaves are mixed with fragrant clothes. Because I am a gentleman, I am willing to wear lotus clothes.
"Summer Song" Southern Dynasties·Liang·Xiao Yan Lotus blossoms bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover the clear water. The color is the same and the heart is the same; the lotus roots are different but the heart is the same.
"Two Songs of Lotus Picking" by Emperor Jianwen of Liang Dynasty (Xiao Gang) The evening sun shines on the sky, and the lotus picking bears the evening light. The difficulty of the lake rises in the wind, and the lotus leaves are not too few to pick.
The hibiscus falls, the boat moves and the egrets fly. The lotus silk wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut holds the clothes far away.
I often hear that the lotus is cute, and I want to pick it and make it into a skirt. The slippery leaves leave no spots, and the busy hearts leave no traces of smoke.
Who can enjoy Qian Chun, only my concubine follows you. "Ode to the Lotus" by Shen Yue of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties. The gentle 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. "Picking Lotus" Southern Dynasties, Liang Dynasty, Wu Jun. Brocade belts with mixed flowers, and robes hanging down the green river.
I asked my son where he was going now, and he went out to pick lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River. Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish.
I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom. "Lotus Picking Song" Southern Dynasties, Liang, Liu Xiaowei's Golden Oar Mulan Boat, Opera Picking Lotuses in the South of the Yangtze River.
The lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and the lotus leaves fill the river. The house is easy to hold, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are lightly brushed. "Ode to Lotus Picking in the South of the Yangtze River" Southern Dynasties·Liang·Liu Xu The north bank dries up in early spring, and the south lake opens up in summer.
The lotus rolls are so comfortable that you can lean on them, and the hibiscus is red when it is born. If the boat is small, it is better to go back to the path, and the boat is light and easy to enter the bush.
The hairpin's light is scattered by shadows, and the fragrance of clothes is carried by the headwind. In some places in the south of the Yangtze River, love is endless every year.
"Hibiscus of the Same Heart" by Zhu Chao of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties. The green mountains are beautiful and the view of the morning is beautiful, and the mysterious peaks are bright in the moonlight. Before reaching the clear pond, the red leaves came out of the room together.
The sun separates the shadows of two pedicles, and the wind combines with the fragrance of two flowers. The fish is frightened by the broken lotus, and the turtle is hindered by the lotus growth.
The clouds and rain flow are light and moist, and the herbs should be prosperous. I sing songs on the river, but who can see that I am wearing clothes?
When people come, they can see the shadows of flowers in the world, and when they wear clothes, they can smell the fragrance of lotus.
The Gui Zhou Shi is uncertain, and the Ling Ge Yin is longer. Caicai sighed to say goodbye, and had no time to make clothes.
"Lotus Plucking Song" Empress Chen wakes up in the dark, and the sun is gone before putting on makeup. The spout should be poured skillfully, with a thin drop of yellow flowers.
The wind is suspicious of the tightness of the shirt, and the small boat is afraid of the length of the train. The waves are scattered and the wildflowers are flying.
The lotus leaves are scattered with green shadows, and the new lotus fragrance is picked from the sleeves. You will be called when you return and try to enter the orchid room.
"Ode to the Hibiscus of the Same Heart" Sui Dynasty Du Gongzhan The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water. A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends.
The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances around the clothes. The name Lotus can be recited by oneself, and the two minds are the same.
"Lotus Picking Song" by Yin Yingtong, Sui Dynasty. There are countless companions in the boat, and they untie the rope to urge each other. There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.
The floating ducks are moving in chaos, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus. Lotus roots are tied together in strands, and lotus leaves are held in cups.
"Song of Lotus Picking" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty. Returning from picking lotus, the green water is covered with hibiscus, and the autumn wind stirs the waves and the geese fly. The osmanthus and orchids are under the Changpu, and the oars are gently swayed by the jade wrists in the skirts.
The Yeyu flower pool is extremely flat, and the river is full of lovesickness. Lovesickness is painful, the good times cannot stay, the soldiers outside the Great Wall have not yet returned, and it is already dusk picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River.
It is already dusk, and I am gathering lotus flowers. I will definitely encourage my family now. The mulberry leaves in the south of the official road are like picking lotus flowers on the river.
The lotus is a lotus, and the flowers and leaves are so densely overlapped; the leaves are green and the eyebrows are shy, and the flowers are as red as the cheeks. The beauty is no longer here, and I look forward to leaving you with regret.
Pinch the flower with pity on its pedicle, break the lotus root and love the silk. The old love has nowhere to go, and the new thing is just a flash in the pan.
I don’t hesitate to pay tribute to Xijin, but I am ashamed of Beihaiyan’s late writing. There are festivals to the lotus-picking songs, and the lotus-picking night is endless.
It is the time when the wind is rising on the mighty river, and it is also the time when the moon is rising above the wandering river. Wandering around Lianpu and meeting each other at night, Wu Ji Yue's daughter He Fengrong! ***Ask Hanjiang thousands of miles away, how heavy is the Zhengkeguan Mountain Road? "Lotus in Quchi" by Lu Zhaolin, Tang Dynasty The floating fragrance surrounds the curved bank, and the round shadow covers the Huachi.
I am often afraid that the autumn wind will come early and you will not know how it will drift. "Ancient Style" (Part 26) Li Bai The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves gather green smoke. The beauty and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year.
I have not yet gained my roots, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond. Midnight Wu Song (Part 2) Li Bai The mirror lake is three hundred miles away, full of lotus blossoms.
Pure Xi Shi in May. People think it is narrow.
Returning to the boat without waiting for the moon, he returned to the Yue Wang family. "If you break the lotus, you will get a gift" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. He waded into the river and played in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not round. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky.
There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair. "Lotus Picking Song" by Li Bai A girl picking lotuses is beside Ruoye River, smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words.
The new makeup under the sun is bright, and the wind is fragrant and the sleeves are lifted up in the air. Whose family is wandering Yelang on the shore? There are three, three, five and five poplar trees reflecting the trees.
The Ziliu hissed into the fallen flowers, and his heart was broken when he saw this hesitation. Li Bai (Excerpt from "Book Huai Presents to the Liangzai of Wei Prefecture in Jiangxia") Hibiscus comes out of clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed.
《. 3. Write three poems each about snow and lotus.
This one is for snow
, "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow" Tang Liu Changqing
Sunset Cangshan Far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor. Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night.
3. "Snow Plum" Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge spent money to comment on the poem.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
4. "Farewell to Yuan Lu" by Tang Xuetao
On a windy and snowy night in front of Yulei Mountain, the farewell soul outside Jinguan City.
When Prince Xinling asked, he expressed his gratitude to Yimen for his old kindness.
5. "Hunting" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The wind is strong and the horns are sounding, and the general is hunting in Weicheng. The grass is dry, the hawk's eye is weak, and the snow is gone, and the horse's hooves are light.
Suddenly passed by Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp. Looking back at the shooting place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles.
6. "Looking at the Remaining Snow in the South" by Tang Zuyong
The Yin ridge in the South is beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds. The forest shows its bright color, and the city becomes colder at dusk.
7. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow.
8. "Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove. It's snowing in the evening, but I can't drink a cup.
9. "Plum Blossom" by Song Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
This is the lotus ◇ Qingyang Ferry ~ Jin·Yuefu The green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with red. There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above. ◇Ode to Lotus ~ Southern Dynasties·Liang·Shen Yue The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew touches the red house. The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red. ◇Collecting Lotus~Southern Dynasty·Liang·Wu Jun The brocade belt has mixed flowers and flowers, and the robe hangs down the green river. Asked where he was going now, he went out to collect lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River. Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish. I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom. ◇A poem about lotuses~Jiang Hong There are tiny grasses in Zepi, which can bloom and bear fruit. The green leaves like to turn in the wind, and the red leaves like to shine in the sun. When I moved to Yuchi, my roots were not lost. How to interact with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying fluffy. ◇Ode to the Lotus of One Heart ~ Sui Dynasty Du Gongzhan The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water. A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends. The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances in the wind of the clothes. The name Lotus can be recited naturally, and the two minds are the same. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Sui Dynasty·Yin Yingtong There are countless companions in the boat, and they help each other when unmooring. There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The floats are moving in disorder, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus. The lotus roots are tied together in strands, and the lotus leaves are held in a cup. ◇Ancient Style (Part 26)~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves gather green smoke. The beauty and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. The roots have not been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond. 4. Write three poems each about snow and lotus.
This one is about snow, "The Master of Furong Mountain Stays in the Snow" by Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty. At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night. 3. "Snow Plum" by Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge paid for the review.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. 4. "Farewell to Yuan Lu" by Xuetao of Tang Dynasty. On a snowy night in front of Yulei Mountain, the farewell soul outside Jinguan City.
When Prince Xinling asked, he expressed his gratitude to Yimen for his old kindness. 5. "Watching the Hunt" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The strong wind and the sound of horns and bows made the general hunt for Weicheng.
When the grass dries up, the hawk’s eyes become weak, and when the snow falls, the horse’s hooves become light. Suddenly we passed Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp.
Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles away. 6. "Looking at the Remaining Snow at the End of the South" by Tang Zuyong. The mountains in the end of the South are beautiful, and the snow is floating in the clouds.
The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk. 7. "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. 8. "Ask Liu Nineteenth" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Green ants' new fermented wine, small red clay stove.
It's snowing in the evening, so I can't drink a cup. 9. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. 5. Please write more than three sentences of ancient poems related to "snow" and "lotus"
Lian:> The most beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is in Bilian Ona, which is like a fairy and the breeze sends fragrance far away> Call from friends Come, invite me to visit the garden site.
There are a few slanting winds and rain, and a few crescent willow branches. Walking to the Spring Garden, I stood looking at the lotus pond.
The lotus welcomes me, and I am so graceful that I am infatuated with myself. > The lotus roots are drawn under the water in the clear pond. The spring breeze brings the dew and touches the body. When the flowers bloom like the full moon, who will remember the lotus planters after seeing the scenery? > The old willows hang down the embankment and the wind is light, and the new lotus is full of leaves in the fields.
The white feathers are waving frequently, and the idlers are sitting, while the black gauze is half-fallen and the drunkard is sleeping. When you dream, you can cut off the sun by waving your arms. When you wake up, you can hold on to your pipes and don't peek into the sky.
I am a guest in the pillow with a smile of glory, and I am a fairy to the lotus. > You can’t pick lotuses in Yanyuan. The lotus leaves are empty in the fields. There are no fish playing in the lotus. It’s hard for me to enter the lotus. > The red face and green ink are spread out by the pool. The sleeves are dancing and the brush is waved against the jade lotus. It’s as if a line of delicate fragrance is born to embarrass you. > After the hot summer rain In the moon, the spring flowers are lonely; the pond is full of red and blue, and jade beads fall in the wind.
> After a night of wind and rain in the pond, tens of thousands of red jade blossoms bloomed; I am so proud of you that I pity you, and whoever loves the lotus is as dignified as Yi.
> Where does the gentleman in the flower come from? The graceful jade is standing tall. The sun is warm and the fragrance is endless. The branches are spreading and the leaves are green. Even if it is cool to cover up the hot summer, it is too tiring to hide from the cold winter. Why stand in the mud if you don’t want to be stained by dust? > Hundreds of flowers on the land compete with each other in the fragrant blue water pool. The silent fragrance does not compete with the spring breeze with peaches and plums, the flowing fire brings coolness in July> The scenery in the north of Beijing is strange in autumn, the sky is high, the clouds are light and the geese are blurred; I can’t find any place after walking through the iron ridge, searching for the empty water relics in the lotus pond; I have no choice but to fall asleep in autumn, and my heart is filled with fairy clothes that beat the snow. ; Why do you sigh that you have no chance to see me? In the summer wind, there is a pool of green within ten miles.
> In the bleak autumn wind, all the flowers died, and the dead branches and leaves swayed with the waves. I temporarily thanked the lead flower for health-preserving power. The white lotus is more greasy than qiong, pink and white than fat. Mrs. Jingzhao has no eyebrows. Jingwan Wu is about to move, and Xishi is half-opened.
Wearing makeup all night long is difficult to wash off, and you can’t move without moving all day long. I would like to be a narcissus with no other meaning. I picture this flowering period every year.
Smell carefully and look deeply, heartbroken, I have no intention of falling in love with Hongfang from now on. When I came back, I only joined Qiong as a guest, and I planted the seeds in Yutang pond.
The sun is facing the sun, but the water is dripping, and the wind is muddy and the snow is fragrant. How many people are wearing under King Wu's stage are like Xi Shi wearing plain makeup.
A spring rain fills the pond with green snow. Snow: the rain and snow are lingering, and when they see the sun, they are said to have disappeared. 晛; the heat of the sun.
Said: A auxiliary word with no real meaning. "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·Jiao Gong" The cold wind destroys the trees, and the severe frost freezes the orchids in the courtyard. The ancient Yuefu poem of the Han Dynasty "Ancient poem written by Jiao Zhongqing's wife" The wind is desolate at the end of the year, and the sun is covered with snow.
There is no sound in my ears, and my eyes are clear. Desolate: cold and desolate. Yiyi: dark.
Xi: Less. In the eye: what the eyes see.
Hao: White. Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "Written in the middle of the twelfth month of the year Guimao and respecting my younger brother" The difference in the sky when salt is sprinkled can be imagined, but it is not like the catkins blowing up due to the wind. Jin Dynasty Xie Daoyun's "Song of Snow Couplet": "What does the white snow look like? The sky where salt is sprinkled The difference can be imagined, not like the catkins blowing up due to the wind."
The bright moon shines on the snow, and the new wind is strong and sad: the north wind. Jin: Violent.
Sad: sad. "Twilight" by Xie Lingyun of the Southern Song Dynasty The wind shook the bamboos across the window, and the snow filled the mountains when I opened the door. window: window.
Feng Jing Bamboo: Snow is carried in the wind and hits the bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Reminiscences of the Snow in Hu Jushi's House on a Winter Evening" I don't know if the snowflakes in the courtyard have fallen this morning, but I suspect that the forest flowers bloomed last night. Tingxiao: snowflakes that fell in the courtyard.
Tang·Song Zhiwen "Response to the Snow in the Garden" The sound of water icy to swallow, the sand road is flat in the snow Tang·Liu Changqing "Repaying Zhang Xia Xue Ye for a visit to the state in the bitter cold" A green vine path , Ten Thousand Dots of Snow Peaks are Sunny Tang·Li Bai "Returning to the Old Mountain in Winter" The ground is white and the wind is cold, the snowflakes are as big as hands Tang·Li Bai "Mocking Wang Liyang for refusing to drink" Yanshan Snowflakes are as big as mats, blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another Xuanyuan Terrace: According to legend, The place where Huangdi captured Chiyou. "North Wind Travel" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The clouds are low in the dusk, and the snow is dancing in the returning wind. Returning wind: whirling wind.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "To the Snow" The frost is severe, and the belt is broken, and the fingers cannot be knotted. Zhizhi: the fingers are stiff. Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Five Hundred Words of Odyssey from Beijing to Fengxian County" The clouds are clear and the gulls are dancing, the wind is against the geese and they have no movement. No movement: no line.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty "Sending off the eldest grandson to return to the state in the evening of winter" The cold weather reminds the days to be short, the wind and waves calm the clouds Tang Dynasty Du Fu "Reminiscing about the past in Gong'an County" The setting sun is on the sparse bamboos, and the lingering snow is scattered in the mountains Han Hong of the Tang Dynasty "Zhu Chu's house meeting with the concubine Qian Yuanwailang envoys to the king" (a poem written by Zhang Ji) Who cut and carved thousands of piles of snow on the ground to create this continuous ceiling? Han Yu's "Two Poems on Li Flowers" of the Tang Dynasty: "When the spring earth strives for luxury, Luoyang Garden Yuan Youfen took it. Who cut and carved thousands of piles of snow on the ground into a series of sky flowers? "
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. Boat PC World Weng, fishing alone trees and snow.
Lu Wen of the Tang Dynasty, "Meng Dong Pu Jing Guan He Pavilion" The sky is cold and the color is green, and the north wind calls withered mulberry trees.
The thick ice has no cracks, and there is a cold light in a short day. Howling: The wind roars like a roar. "Bitter Cold Song" by Meng Jiao of the Tang Dynasty. Only then did I see the clouds covering the top of the mountain, and the snow on the rocks was like dust.
It is angular in shape, so it is called "six out" snowflakes. Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow and look like white jade.
, I hear the sound of folding bamboo. "
The bead curtain flutters across the white wall, which is lighter than catkins and heavier than frost. Two sentences describe the scene of snowflakes flying. "Two Poems on Snow" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty: Hundreds of springs are frozen and all are swallowed, and I sing coldly even more. Swallowing: The spring water does not flow smoothly due to freezing, so it is described as whimpering.
Yin: singing. Liu Jia of the Tang Dynasty's "Bitter Cold Song": "All the frozen springs are swallowed, and I sing coldly even more.
Leaning on the pine trees in the middle of the night, I don't feel that my clothes are covered with snow." Three million jade dragons were defeated in the battle, and their scales were defeated. The sky is full of broken armor and flying jade dragons: describes the flying snow.
Defeated scales and broken armor: describes the dancing of snow flakes like scales falling one after another. Volume 54 of the first volume of "Tiaoxi Yuyincong Hua" by Hu Zai of the Song Dynasty is quoted in "Western Qing Poetry", which contains Zhang Yuan's poem "Snow". The country never sleeps and the moon is thousands of miles away, and the heaven and earth are selfless. Jade is used by thousands of families. Jade: Yu Baixue.
"Snow" by Huang Geng of the Yuan Dynasty The deep stream cannot bear the snow, and the mountains are frozen and the clouds cannot flow. "Snow Hope" by Hong Sheng of the Qing Dynasty. 6. Write one sentence each of ancient poems related to "snow" and "lotus"
The dense leaves are covered with green smoke.
◇Go out to Jingci Temple in the evening to see off Lin Zifang~ Yang Wanli, is it the middle of June at West Lake? More lingering feelings! A shy moth gathers under the everlasting water curtain. Six pictures of skirts on the ground trace the blue waves slightly.
See the rain and heavy rain all over the ground. ◇Recalling Yuhang·Pan Lang always remembers the lonely mountain. The mountain is like a cluster of black flowers in the center of the lake. The monk's room faces the lake on all sides, and the clear water comes and goes.
The fragrance of lotus flowers fills the Lianyun Pavilion, and the clear sound from the pavilion is heard under the eaves. Don't let the dust stain people's clothes, and dream about flying in the air.
◇ Picking mulberry seeds·Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful after the lotus blooms. When the wine comes, there is no need for flags, but red buildings and green covers in front and behind. The painting boat was pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance was golden, the mist and rain were gentle, and I returned drunk with music and songs.
◇Linjiang Immortal·Ouyang Xiuliu It is raining on the light thunder pond outside, and the sound of raindrops and broken lotuses is heard. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky.
Where the railing is leaning, the moon will shine. Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains.
The cool waves do not move and the lines of the mat are flat. There are two pillows of water essence, with a fallen hairpin hanging beside them.
◇Licorice seeds·Liu Yong Autumn dusk, scattered lotus leaves, and pearls raining down. After the rain, the moon shines brightly, and it becomes cold in Yuanyangpu.
On the pond, Pinglan is worried about having no partner, but this is the mood of living alone! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, he recited the words of Fen Lang. ◇Die Lian Hua·Yan Jidao first twists the frost and gives birth to despair.
The sound of orioles in the leaves seems to be imitating Qin'e's singing. After waking up from a nap, I felt lazy for a while, and the double-striped green mat was covered with cold waves.
After the rain, the wind blows and the blue sky rises. The lotus blossoms are flowing, and the faces are red with tears.
Slanted against the green clouds and the crescent moon, the curved ring looks like a frown. ◇Sheng Chazi·Yan Jidao always hated crossing the river and moved to live near Xitou.
While wandering on the Mulan boat, I strayed into Shuangyuan Pu. There are light and thin clouds for no reason, and the rain is dark.
The green sleeves are cold, and I want to speak to the lotus. ◇Ruan Langgui·Early Summer·Su Dongpo The green locust trees and tall willows swallow new cicadas, and the scented wind begins to blow.
The heavy smoke washes under the green screen window, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep in the daytime. After the light rain, the lotuses turn over and the pomegranate flowers bloom.
The jade basin is clear with delicate hands, and the pearls are broken but round. ◇Yongyule·Su Dongpo The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite.
Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out, and no one can see the loneliness. Like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are startled.
The night is vast, and I can’t find anywhere again. I feel like I have been to the small garden all over the place. A tired traveler from the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past his hometown.
The Swallow Tower is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow in the empty locked building. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments.
At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou. ◇Man Ting Fang·Huang Ting Jian repairs the water with thick clear water, the new strips are light green, and the green light reflects the empty pavilion.
There are golden mandarin ducks and frost herons, and the lotus paths are covered with secluded duckweeds. The balusters of the fragrant ferry are bent and red, and the lattice is thin and sparse.
On a clear night, the moon is full in Hengtang, and the clear water can see the moving stars. It's pleasant to listen to. After the light rain, the algae and nymphaeum will be moved to the bed, and the Xiang mat will be a square screen.
Lian misty scale clouds are swirling, the sound is constant, and the eaves are ringing with wind chimes. When the banquet resumes, the Yaochi is full of snow and the mountains are dewy and the Buddha's head is green.
◇Huang Ying'er·Chao Buzhi Nanyuan is ideal for summer weather. In twos, twos, threes, new bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo shoots, and Yi Yi crosses the eaves and invades the house.
Listen to the wind blowing in the lotus leaves, and the rain falling from the sycamore trees. After noon, the shadows on the curtain are uneven, the sound of cicadas is heard in the distant forest, and the remains of a deep dream are revealed.
Standing still, the past has become empty, how could I have lived there for a while? Taking care of human affairs, it is not enough to reflect on the emotions in dreams. Watch the tea floating flowers, and a wisp of fragrance lingers on the stick.
Strange Taoist saying: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi. ◇Nan Kezi·"Selected Poems of Sages of the Tang and Song Dynasties" The green mountains are ten miles away, and the tide-level road is sandy.
Several birds chirp to complain about the years, and it is a desolate time again at the end of the world! The white dew collects the waning moon, and the breeze disperses the dawn clouds. I asked the lotus beside the green poplar embankment: Do you remember that person who sold wine that year? ◇Bodhisattva Man·Mrs. Wei's red building leans against the stream, and the stream in front of the building condenses with cold jade.
The Mulan boat is rippling, and there is a young man in the boat. The lotus blossoms are so sweet that they smile into Yuanyang Pu.
The smoke is low on the waves, and the song is returning under the moon. ◇Su Muzhe·Zhou Bangyan burns agarwood to relieve the heat.
The birds call out the clear sky, and they peek into the eaves at dawn. On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain falls.
The water surface is clear and round, and each one is lifted by the wind. My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time.
Do you remember each other in May? In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu. ◇Huanxisha·Zhang Yuanqian Mountain surrounds the flat lake and shakes the city. The reflection of the lake is soaked in the green mountains, and the crystal downstairs is about to be updated three times.
When the foggy willows are dark, the clouds are in the moonlight, and the dew and lotuses are turned over, and the water flows with fireflies, and the flutter spreads until dawn. ◇Linjiangxian·Ye Mengde did not see the jumping fish in Qugang, and passed by the lake specially.
The wind and rain are scattered by the wind and rain. The slight clouds have blown away, and the bright moon has fallen into a flat wave.
I am still drunk after a glass of white wine, and I feel sluggish when I come back. No one can sing the song of Cai Ling.
The small pavilion is pillowed on the mat, and the shadows on the eaves are hung by the stars. ◇Nian Nujiao·Jiang Kui was a famous couple. I remember that when I came here, I tried to be a couple with Yuanyang.
Thirty-six people have not arrived yet, and there are countless people wearing wind clothes. The green leaves are blowing cool, the jade face sells wine, and the wild rice rain is sprinkled.
It shakes beautifully, and the cold fragrance flies up to the poem. At dusk, the pavilions are covered with green canopies, and my lover is gone. Are you struggling to endure the waves? I'm just afraid that my dancing clothes are cold and easy to fall off, and I'm worried about the west wind in Nanpu.
The tall willows are overcast, and the old fish is blowing the waves, leaving me to live among the flowers. How many fields are there, how many times we return home across the sand.
◇ Yan Gui Liang·Feng Lian·Jiang Jie I dreamed of the late spring day in the Tang Palace, when I was dancing, I was dragging my train. The Cuiyun team is fighting in Jiangxia clothes, with their hands hanging down.
Suddenly there was a sudden rush of drums, like a colorful phoenix, flying around in confusion. In the dream, I didn’t see Concubine Wan Qiong, but I saw lotus flowers blown by the wind.
◇Water Fairy·Ode to the South of the Yangtze River·Zhang Yanghao The smoke and water of a river illuminate the clear blue sky, and people on both sides of the bank connect their painted eaves. The autumn light is dim in the lotus bushes, and I can see the sand gulls dancing again and again, and the fragrant wind rolls up the bead curtain ten miles away.
However, I feel that it seems unfair, and I feel that these sentences seem to be easy, but they are coming from extreme difficulties. The house is easy to acquire, but the scenery is different from the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. When I dream of entering Furong Pu, who can tell me the fragrance. ◇Collecting Lotus ~ Liang and Wu Jun of the Southern Dynasty, with brocade belts and assorted flowers, and robes hanging over the green river.
I asked my son where he was going now, and he went out to pick lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River. Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish.
I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom. ◇A poem about lotuses~There are tiny grasses in Jiang Hong Zebei, I undress my Luo Shang lightly, and get on the orchid boat alone.
The fish plays among the lotus leaves, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north. People love peonies very much. I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, and washes the clear ripples without being evil. After all, the two hearts are the same.
It should be the socks on the waves of Luo Shen, the tranquility and suffering of "loneliness" and "aloneness", the boat comes in and leans on the lotus, and the traces of thousands of people disappear." Thousands of mountains and thousands of paths are used to draw the background space. ◇Breaking the lotus brings a gift ~ Tang Dynasty Li Bai waded into the river to play in the autumn water.
The green leaves are happy to turn in the wind, and the fish are playing with the lotus leaves. Zhu Tingzhen of the Qing Dynasty said in "Youyuan Poetry", the beauty of this poem can be seen. .
Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild geese return, the full moon can be read in the west tower. The five-inch lotus leaves on Shitao are delicate, and the lotus leaves are in the south, but the lotus flowers are clear and fragrant.
◇Hibiscus on Qian's Pond~Wen Zheng 7. Poems describing snow, lotus, rain, wind, and flowers are very urgent
The lotus leaves are infinitely green. , the lotus is uniquely red in the sun
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face.
A man with a coir raincoat is alone in a boat in the snow, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms (Lu Meipo)
Suddenly. A spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloom (Cen ginseng)
The rain is green, and the rain is green, and the drizzle does not need to return. - Zhang Zhihe's "Yu Gezi"
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During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ----- Du Mu's "Qingming"
The water is bright and the mountains are beautiful. The color is empty and the rain is strange. ——Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and the Later Rain on the Lake"
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating down. ——Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"
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After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn————(Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————( Wang Wei: "In the Mountains")
It's cold and rainy night in Wu, and I see off my guest from Chushan in the bright light—— (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower"
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(Wang Wei: "Watching the Hunt")
3. The grass in the dark forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night
(Lu Lun: "Song under the Sea". 》)
4. The wildfire cannot be burned out,
The spring breeze blows again
(Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass")
5. Chai Men heard the barking of dogs,
Returning home on a snowy night.
(Liu Changqing: "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow")
6. Sneak into the night with the wind,
Moisturizing things silently.
(Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
7. The city gate assists the Three Qin Dynasties,
The wind and smoke look out to Wujin.
(Wang Bo: "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou")
Flowers
1. Bamboo contains new powder, and red lotus leaves old clothes. Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty's "Mountain Residence"
2. When the pavilion is full of wine, hibiscus blooms on all sides. "Lake Pavilion" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
3. The bamboo is green, the stream is not green, and the lotus flowers are fragrant in the mirror.
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Farewell to Shanzhong"
4. Round lotuses with floating leaves, fine wheat falling and light flowers "For Farmers" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
5. Willow trees in the thatched pavilion on the sand , the lotus in the wild pond beside the city is red. "Late Spring" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
6. The fragrance of lotus follows you when you sit and lie down, and the color of the lake reflects the morning and dusk. Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty wrote "Inscription on the Peixi Water Hall of Li Ming Mansion"
7. Hibiscus was born on the Qiu River, and it does not complain to the east wind. Tang Gaochan's "The Minister of Shang Shang"
8. The lotus is deep, the water is windy, and the rain is fragrant. "Hesheng Yu Baihuazhou" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
9. The new lotus flowers on the stream have just emerged from the water, and the greenhouse is slightly red. "Linjiang Mountain" by Mi Youren of the Song Dynasty
10. The lotus leaves touching the sky are extremely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. "Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingzi Temple" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
11. Thousands of thick green branches with a little red do not need to be too many to move the spring scenery. "Ode to Pomegranate Flowers" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
12. In May, thousands of pomegranate blossoms illuminate your eyes, and you can see the beginning of growth among the branches. "Priander Blossom" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
13. In April, the south wind brings yellow barley, and the jujube flowers have not fallen yet, and the tung trees grow in the shade. "Farewell to Chen Zhangfu" by Li Xin of the Tang Dynasty
14. No catkins are blown by the wind, only sunflowers are leaning towards the sun.
"Early Summer in Guesthouse" by Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty