1. Ancient poems about the Yellow River
1 If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return. (Li Bai>) 2 Far up the Yellow River, among the white clouds, a sheet of The lonely city of Wanren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan>) 3 The Yellow River falls from the sky and flows to the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written in the mind. (Li Bai>) 4 The white sun wraps around the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level. (Wang Zhihuan>) 5 The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river. (Wang Wei>) 6 The nine-bend Yellow River is thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds are tossing it from the end of the world. . (Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty, "Lang Tao Sha") 7 The peaks and mountains are like gatherings, the waves are like angry, the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside.
(Zhang Yanghao's "Tong Guan Gu") 8 If you want to cross the Yellow River and the Sichuan is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. (Li Bai's "The Road Is Difficult") 9 The great river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are like this.
"Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia" Su Shi 10 Stars hang down on the plains and the fields are vast, and the moon surges across the river. Du Fu's "Sentimental Traveling at Night" 11 The boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls in. Du Fu's "Ascending" 12 The solitary sail is reflected in the blue sky At the end, only the Yangtze River is seen flowing in the sky. Li Bai's "Send Off Meng Haoran to Guangling" 13 The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" 14 The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the big river (Li Bai's "Farewell across Jingmen" 15 The balcony is separated from the Chu River, and spring grass grows in the Yellow River. 16 On a bright moonlit night, the Yellow River is like a battlefield. Two Poems on the Yellow River by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty 18 The west bank of the Yellow River is Shu, and there is no millet for the family.
Two Poems on the Yellow River by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty 19 The Yellow River rolls up into the sky, and the shadow of the jade tower is near the rooftop of Heyang. Poetry by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Around the 20th century, the Yellow River and Hanchu Feng Feidu read Feng's sister-in-law and ridiculed the house. ——————The incident in Shaanxi City only found so many 2. .Ancient poems about the Yellow River
Poems describing the Yellow River (praising the Yellow River) The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river.
——Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress" about the Yellow River. Poems about the Yellow River. If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea, never to return. ——Li Bai's poem about the Yellow River. p> ——Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower" About the Yellow River The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and now it goes straight up to the Milky Way, to the home of the Morning Cow Girl.
Poetry on the Yellow River When I climbed up to the Shuimen Tower, I saw a poem written by my late friend Zhang Zhenqi about the Yellow River. I was inspired by the beauty of my friend Cui Shu in the southeast. I heard that people who climbed up the river passed away and left the poem on the wall.
Yan Zi. It's so good to be hidden, thank you for your long journey. The breeze is the first to write, and the worries are gone.
The time and writing are ancient, and the mountains and rivers are lonely.
p>The year of wandering is about to end, and the desolation is already here. The sky is too high, so I can’t help but cry on the boat.
The river is fast and turbid.
p>Hinni trees are difficult to find.
The empty courtyard is full of old trees.
There are no traces of people. Rabbit Xing.
Message to the old people on the river. How can this water be clear?
The Yellow River began to stretch out from an unknown small mound on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and roughened the ancestors. The stone tools and Yanhuang's sobs are buried deep and merge into a cry to expand life. The exotic yellow carpet stretches along the Bohai Bay towards the Dragon Palace. One day, the East China Sea dragon will come with the beautiful dragon girl on the carpet and the majestic "The Ballad of the Boatman" will sing under the old moon. ***Drink a cup of cool moonlight and wine and get married with yellow skin and black hair. Poems describing the Yellow River 1. The sun is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea as far as the eye can see, reaching a higher level.
2. The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and once it goes east, it never returns. 3. The Yellow River comes from the west to conquer Kunlun, and it roars for thousands of miles and touches the Dragon Gate. 4. The Yellow River falls from the sky and travels to the East China Sea, and thousands of miles are written into the mind. 5. How majestic is the West Mountain, and the Yellow River is like silk From the horizon 6. The Yellow River is far up among the white clouds, and there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. 7. The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and the waves and winds are blowing from the end of the world. 8. The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand. 10. I want to cross the Yellow River and the ice is blocked, and I will climb the Taihang Mountain covered with snow. 11. The three-foot carp in the Yellow River originally lived in Mengjin. 12. The Yellow River comes out of the earth, and the folk song describing the Yellow River opens the sky: The Yellow River is rolling with waves, and the cowhide raft is used as a ship to make nine bends in the Yellow River's eighteen bays. From Ningxia to Tongguan, who has the best view of thousands of miles? Qikou Jinyin Mountain Xintianyou: Yellow River Boatman's Song Do you know how many bays there are in the Yellow River in the world? There are dozens of boats on dozens of bays? There are dozens of boats and dozens of poles? Do dozens of sailors come to move the boat? I know that there are ninety-nine bays in the Yellow River in the world. On the ninety-nine bays, there are ninety-nine boats. On the ninety-nine boats, there are ninety-nine poles. Ninety-nine sailors come and pull the boats. move.
Night Mooring on the Yellow River [Ming Dynasty] Li Liufang It is a bright moonlit night on the Yellow River, and the cold sand looks like a battlefield. The rushing water makes a roar, and the plains reach the wilderness.
Wu Huishu is difficult to reach, and the road to Yantai is long. The man has been a guest for a long time and does not recognize that he is a foreign country.
Crossing the Yellow River [Ming Dynasty] Xie Zhen The road leads out of Daliang City, and the Guanhe River is clear at dawn. The sun moves over the dragon's cave, and the wind sweeps the geese across the sand.
Leaning on the sword and doing business, Zhang Fan expresses his travel feelings. I don't know where I am, and I can hear singing in the sky.
Crossing the Yellow River [Ming Dynasty] Li Dongyang first released the boat in front of Qingkou Station, and the water in Changhuaidong was like a string. I urged the two oars to cross the river in a hurry, and the wind blew all night to reach the seaside.
The waves wash over the sand. The Yellow River has thousands of miles of sand, and the waves wash over it and the wind blows from the end of the world. Now we go straight up the Milky Way, to the home of the Morning Glory and the Weaver Girl.
The Yellow River falls from the sky and flows through the East China Sea, thousands of miles are written in the mind. (Gift to "Pei Shishi") Wang Zhihuan said: Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city in Wanren Mountain.
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. (Ci from Liangzhou) The sun sets over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level. (Climbing the Stork Tower) Wang Wei's poem said: The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets over the long river.
(Envoy to the fortress) "The boatman is making thunderous chants, and the boatmen are pulling fiber and sinking step by step. They are carrying tens of millions of pieces of cloth, but the boatmen are not covered with rags.
Carrying grain With tens of millions of pounds, the boatmen can only chew the rice bran. The warlord boss has made a fortune, but the boatmen of the Yellow River have been poor for generations."
"A flying dragon came out of Kunlun, swung its head and tail, and roared to the top of Mang Mountain, causing the waves to break. Move the boat."
"Three Qi Zhou Yu is in the east of the Yangtze River. Zhuge Liang sacrifices to the east wind and sets up three formations to burn Cao's camp and burn millions of soldiers. After returning to Yuguan, the horses and saber rings were displayed. (Tang Liu Zhongyong's "The Complaints of Conquering People") The Yellow River flows to the east, and the sun sets over the west sea in the white sky.
("Ancient Style" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty) The balcony is separated from the Chu River, and spring grass grows in the Yellow River. (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Send Away") The Haixi Army on the north bank of the Yellow River heard the sound of the vertebral drum ringing bells all over the world.
("Yellow River" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty) A five-color stream from Kunlun was sent, and a yellow stream passed through Zhongzhou. Wang Changling's "Looking at the capital from the white flower wall, when the Yellow River flows endlessly.
In the autumn wilderness, there are no travelers, and the horse head comes east to know who it is." Sadura, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty, "Crossing the Ancient Yellow River Embankment": "The Yellow River has been used as cultivated land in ancient times.
The capital roads have changed to Tianjin, and the sea has turned into dust." Poems about the Yellow River A complete collection of poems about the Yellow River describing the Yellow River (Praise to the Yellow River) The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets over the long river.
——Wang Wei's poems about the Yellow River in "The Envoy to the Fortress" Complete poems about the Yellow River If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return. ——Li Bai's poems about the Yellow River in "Jinjinjiu". A collection of poems about the Yellow River.
——Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower". 3. Poems describing yellow flowers
1. Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice·Xun Xun Mi Mi"
Xun Xun Mi Mi, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine, how can I defeat him? The wind comes late and the wind comes in a hurry! The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness! The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
Vernacular translation
I have been looking for everything cold and bleak all day long, and I can't help but feel extremely sad and desolate. Autumn, when it turns warm and cold, is the most difficult to maintain. How can you resist it by drinking three cups or two glasses of light wine? The cold wind blows in the evening. The wild geese heading south to escape the cold have flown over, but sadly it is an old acquaintance.
The back garden of my home is already full of chrysanthemums. I am so sad and haggard that I have no intention of admiring and cherishing the flowers. Now that the flowers are dying, who can pick them? Sit in front of the window and stay up until dark? The sycamore trees are drenched in drizzle. At dusk, the sound of rain is still falling. How can one word "sorrow" be enough to describe this situation?
2. "Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen
The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence around it becomes increasingly sloping. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.
Vernacular translation
Clusters of autumn chrysanthemums surround the house, as if you have arrived at Tao Qian's former residence. Watching chrysanthemums around the fence, I feel the sun setting in the west. It’s not that I particularly prefer chrysanthemums, it’s just that after the autumn chrysanthemums fade, there are no more flowers to enjoy.
3. "Yellow Flower" by Zhu Shuzhen
Native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening. I would rather grow old on a fragrant branch than dance with the yellow leaves in the autumn wind.
Vernacular translation
This poem uses a contrasting technique to contrast the changeability of moss with the unchanging nature of chrysanthemums, expressing the poet's appreciation for the quality and integrity of chrysanthemums and showing that he " "I would rather grow old with a fragrant branch" than change the pursuit of ideals.
4. "Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi
A night of new frost covered the tiles, and the newly broken plantains were covered with lotus. Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn.
Vernacular translation
The frost came at night, and the already broken plantains and lotuses looked even worse. There are only chrysanthemums beside the fence. The golden flowers look more beautiful in the early morning sun.
5. Huang Chao's "Inscription on Chrysanthemums"
The rustling west wind fills the courtyard, and the pistils are cold, fragrant and cold, and it is difficult for butterflies to come. If I were the Qing Emperor in his future years, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms.
Vernacular translation
The rustling autumn wind swept over the ground, and the chrysanthemums in the garden were swaying. The fragrance of the stamens is full of chillness, making it difficult for butterflies and bees to come. One day, I will be the God of Spring, and I will arrange for chrysanthemums and peach blossoms to bloom in spring.
"Vegetable", "viewed as a famous flower, used as a good medicine, and eaten as a delicacy". Together with mushrooms and fungus, they are called the "Three Vegetarian Treasures". They are edible flowers with high ornamental value, nutritional value and medicinal value, and are deeply loved. Popular with consumers.
Qu County’s special soil, water quality and climate are most suitable for the growth of yellow flowers. During the Xianfeng and Daoguang years of the Qing Dynasty, farmers in the county planted yellow flowers in large areas. After several generations of painstaking and meticulous research by agricultural scientists, the selected yellow flower varieties such as "Wuping Zao" have unique seven stamens and a single flower body of 9 to 12 centimeters long. , with delicious color, rich aroma, tender, crisp and refreshing taste, and rich in nutrients, it is the top-quality yellow flower in the country.
In 1983, at the National Yellow Flower Production and Marketing Experience Exchange Meeting organized by the Ministry of Commerce of the People’s Republic of China, more than 110 representatives and experts from 20 provinces and cities unanimously believed that Qu County Yellow Flower was “China’s No. 1 Yellow Flower” and became China’s first yellow flower. The Ministry of Commerce exports inspection-free products.
In 1993, at the China High-Quality Agricultural Products and Scientific and Technological Achievements Expo hosted by the Ministry of Agriculture in Bangkok, Thailand, Quxian Huanghua won the Gold Medal for High-Quality Agricultural Products.
In 2005, he won the Gold Medal of the Second West China Expo. After a scientific and meticulous review, the Flower Food Professional Committee of the China Food Industry Association officially honored Qu County as the "Hometown of Chinese Yellow Flowers". So far, China's yellow flower standards have been formulated based on Qu County's yellow flowers. 4. Urgent
Chrysanthemum Rhyme - Li Shiguang - Autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers, endless romance writes about the sunset; random sentences can be picked up at random, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes.
〔Autumn Sound〕--Fengzi-- There is a piece of gold in front of the corridor, and the sound of fragrance wafts over the tourists. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is connected with ancient and modern times.
[Chrysanthemum of Chrysanthemum]--Wang Ruting--The image of lions and dragons flies into the sky, and Ren Ziwei is once again glorious! The alleys and streets are full of fragrance, and the chrysanthemums on the desks are blooming in September. Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu": Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks.
With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best in the world. Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju": The orchids on the steps are covered with summer frost, and the chrysanthemums on the banks shine in the morning light.
The dew is thick and the smile is bright, the wind is strong and the fragrance is light. The thin leaves are light green, and the round flower clusters are bright yellow.
Still as beautiful as this year, we will be beautiful again after we get married. "Nine Days in Yun'an" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches.
The old picking people change frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows. "Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: One night of new frost touches the tiles, and the new plantains are broken by the lotus.
Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn. "Chrysanthemums" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty. The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence edges are gradually sloping.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers bloom. "Chrysanthemum" by Wu Lülei of the Tang Dynasty. Charming golden skirt, slim white jade skin.
I know that the time is very different, and it seems to be the same as the cold season. If you fall to the ground, you can't bear it, but if you hold on to your skills, you'd rather die.
"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty is dark and light purple, melting and yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
It is really timid to show off again when the sun is setting. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall.
"Zhao Chang Han Ju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty has light muscles and weak bones, and scattered secluded flowers, and the golden pistils are full of flowing clouds.
If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
"Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden house in front shines on the sand. There are few girls in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
Song Dynasty Lu You's "Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" The yellow flowers are fragrant and unique, and the technique of pairing the chrysanthemums wrongly during the Double Ninth Festival. After a late start, I saw Ling Shuangcao more and more, making it laughable for children to say that it was out of date.
Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen's "Remnant Chrysanthemum" The scattered golden stamens, although withered, do not change their fragrance. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, and you can still see the clear wine from the car.
"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty. The native flower can be both white and red, and you can still love this work in the evening. I would rather hold the fragrant branches until they grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.
If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.
"Chrysanthemum" by Shen Zhou of the Ming Dynasty. Flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedgerows in autumn, but they meet with prosperity from indifference. There is fragrance in the doorway of the west wind, except the Tao family to my home.
"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. The nature of things has always come from different families. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? Chrysanthemums bloom in a land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums blooming in spring. "Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty. There are secluded bushes on three paths in the hometown, and frost falls in the blue sky one night.
How many guests have not returned from the world, but they use the fence to watch the autumn wind. Dong Biwu's "Appreciating Chrysanthemums" There are more than a hundred species of chrysanthemums, and the flowers bloom beautifully.
Autumn is pale outside the garden, and spring is lingering before our eyes. Who is responsible for the merit of creation? Hard-working and intelligent.
Enjoy your heart and invite guests***; sing music to prolong your life. "Autumn Ju" by Chen Yi Autumn chrysanthemums can be proud of frost, but they are full of wind and frost.
It is inherently cold-resistant, but what can you do about wind and frost! The chrysanthemum poem in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is one of the best. Please enjoy the chrysanthemum poem in the Red Mansion Art Garden. Recalling the Chrysanthemums Looking at the west wind with melancholy thoughts, when the polygonum red reeds are white and the heart is broken. There is no trace of the empty fence in the old garden in autumn. The thin moon and the clear frost make the dream clear.
My mind goes back to the wild goose, and I sit alone and listen to the evening anvil. Whoever takes pity on me because of my yellow flower disease can express my condolences that I will meet again on the Double Ninth Festival.
----Hengwujun Visiting Ju Take a leisurely trip while the frost is clear, and don’t leave the wine glass and medicine cup flooded. Who grows it under the moon before the frost? Where is the autumn outside the fence? The wax clogs come from far away and are in love, but the cold chanting is not enough.
If Huang Hua takes pity on the poet, he will not bear the burden of leaning on the head of his staff today. ---- Mr. Yihong planted chrysanthemums. He brought a hoe to the autumn garden and planted it beside the fence in front of the garden.
It rained unexpectedly last night, but today I am happy to have frost. Reciting thousands of autumn poems in the cold, getting drunk with a glass of cold wine.
The springs are irrigated and sealed with mud to protect them diligently, so that I know the diameter of the well and keep away the dust. ----Yihong Gongzi Duiju The flowers moved from other gardens are more precious than gold, one trace is light and the other is deep.
Ketou sat by the shady fence, hugging his knees and chanting in the cold fragrance. There is no king in the world, but it seems that I am the only one who knows everything! Don't live up to the fleeting autumn light, but rather cherish every inch of sunshine.
----Old friends of Zhenxia offer chrysanthemums. Playing the piano and drinking wine are a joy for the couple. Several cases of Tingting decorate the quiet space. Separately, the incense is spread out in three paths, and the person who throws the book is facing an autumn branch.
The frost clears the paper tent and brings new dreams, and the cold and setting sun reminds me of old travels. The pride of the world is also because of the same smell, the spring breeze does not drown the peaches and plums.
The luck of the millimeter is written in the frost, and the fragrance in the corner of the mouth is chanting to the moon.
The paper is full of self-pity and resentment. Who can explain the autumn heart in a few words? Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day. ----Concubine Xiaoxiang, Painting Chrysanthemums, Poetry and play, I don't know how to be crazy, how can it be a contest of painting and drawing? The gathered leaves are splashed with thousands of dots of ink, and the gathered flowers are dyed with a few traces of frost.
The light and dense fragrance of Shenhui Fengqianying escapes the fragrance of autumn. Don't waste time picking things up on the east fence, or chatting on the screen to comfort yourself during the Double Ninth Festival.
---- Heng Wujun asked Ju. He wanted to know about the autumn mood, but no one knew it. He murmured with his hands behind his back and knocked on the east fence: Who can hide together with the lonely and proud people? Is it too late to bloom? How lonely is the dew in the garden and the frost in the garden? Can Honggui's cricket disease cause lovesickness? If you don't want to talk about anything in the world, why not explain it for a while. ----Concubine Xiaoxiang Hairpin Chrysanthemum The vase is used to plant fences every day. I am busy every day, so I never recognize the makeup in the mirror.
Mr. Chang'an is obsessed with flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is a drunkard. The short temples are stained with cold dew, and the fragrant kerchief is stained with autumn frost.
The high sentiments are not in the eyes of the time, so you can clap your hands and laugh at the roadside. - --- Jiao Xia Ke Chrysanthemum Shadow Autumn light overlaps one after another, sneaking into the three paths.
The sparse windows and lamps depict the distance and the near, and the sieves of the fence are broken and the moon locks are exquisite. The cold fragrance lingers and the soul should stay, but the frost seal conveys the divine dream but it is empty.
Don’t let the hidden fragrance fall to pieces if you treasure it. Who can recognize the hazy eyes when you are drunk? ----Old Friend of Zhenxia, ??Ju Meng. I had a clear sleep in the autumn beside the fence, and the clouds and the moon were indistinguishable. To ascend to immortality is not to admire Zhuang, but to look for Tao Lingmeng in recalling the past.
When I fall asleep, I follow the wild goose, and when I wake up, I am annoyed by the cries of crickets. Who can I complain to when I wake up: The decaying grass and cold smoke have endless love! ---Concubine Xiaoxiang The residual chrysanthemum The dew and frost are gradually pouring down, and the feast is just past the light snow.
The pedicle has a lingering fragrance of gold and is indifferent, but the branches have no whole leaves and green leaves. Half of the bed is filled with the sound of cicadas under the moonlight, and the wild geese are late in the cold clouds thousands of miles away.
We will meet again next year in autumn, so don’t miss us if we break up for the time being! ----Jiao Xia Ke
Reference: /web/teacher/zhuyongxia/gu3.htm Appreciating Chrysanthemums (Shen Junru) A cluster of cold chrysanthemums is more beautiful than the beautiful flowers, and the green gauze is moving in the clear window. At first I felt a slight fragrance in the warm room, and it was really strange and beautiful.
Poem of Autumn Ju (Chen Yi) Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of frost, but it is full of wind and frost. It is cold-resistant by nature, but what about wind and frost? Appreciating Chrysanthemums (Zhu De) Strange flowers stand on independent branches, and the jade bones and ice muscles close under the eyes.
Let’s listen to the peace of the world, and I am willing to use chrysanthemum wine to resolve the old grudges. The Fragrance of the Chrysanthemums (Zang Kejia) The scenery of the North, no wind or rain during the Double Ninth Festival.
If you don’t go to the Western Mountains to see the red leaves, you will come to see the yellow leaves. People are leaning on sparse fences, flowers are next to the palace walls, the city is decorated with red curtains, and the gate tower is looking up to the sky.
Borrowing the fragrance, I only enjoy it alone, thinking about the end of the world and flying apart. 5. Poems about "yellow flowers"
"Slow Sound·Autumn Sound" by Jiang Jie Yellow flowers are deep in the alley, red leaves are low in the window, and the sound of autumn is desolate. The sound of rain came, accompanied by the sound of wind. At twenty-five o'clock, the Liqiao door is unlocked and the sound is heard. The old friend is far away, who is shaking the jade pendant? Ringtone under the eaves. The sound of colorful horns blows and the moon falls, gradually the camp and horses move, and the sound of bamboo pipes is heard everywhere. The adjacent lamp flashes, and there is still the sound of anvil in front of the lamp. I don't know how many cries he made when he complained about his sorrow until dawn! The complaint is not over yet, so I give half of it to Yan Sheng.
"Slow Voice" Li Qingzhao
Searching and searching, deserted and miserable.
It is most difficult to take a breath when it is warm and then cold.
How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine stand against him, when the wind comes late?
The wild goose is passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now?
Guarding the window, how can one live in darkness alone?
The parasol trees are covered with drizzle, and at dusk, it is drizzle.
This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!