Castle Peak is beautiful, with beautiful scenery and abundant night light. Before the pool was cleared, the red scorpion left the room. The sun is divided into two shades, and the wind brings yuhua fragrance. Fish are afraid of lotus breaking, but turtles hinder lotus. Clouds and rains are light and moist, and the vegetation is hidden. I am a singer dabbling in Jiangqu, but I don't think it is a petticoat.
Picking hibiscus by the river, Lanzeduo fragrant grass. What you want is left behind, who thinks far. Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way. I am bent on leaving home and worried to death.
When drinking under the porch, hibiscus blooms all around. -Hu Linting by Tang Wang Wei
My hibiscus grows by the river in bleak autumn, but I don't complain why the spring breeze doesn't blow to make my flower bloom.
My hibiscus grows by the river in bleak autumn, but I don't complain why the spring breeze doesn't blow to make my flower bloom. Lotus: another name for lotus Dongfeng: spring breeze. -Tang monk "Shang Shang Shi Lang"
2. A poem about a worry-free girl, Hemerocallis, alias yellow flowers, lilies and a worry-free girl. It belongs to Liliaceae, a perennial herb with underground bulbs. Liliaceae monocotyledonous plants, alias Chao Cuo and A Girl Without Sorrow, are suitable for men. The pattern is light yellow, orange, etc. There are six to twelve flowers, which bloom in June and July and are trumpet-shaped and very rich in natural beauty. The whole plant is smooth and hairless. Leaves are clustered by rhizomes, long and narrow, linear and parallel veins. The flower stems are pulled out from the branches and leaves, branched at the height of 1 m, in a panicle shape, with several flowers and large yellow flowers at the top. Corolla half leaking, six opening. It blooms in May and July, and a flower only blooms for one day. Fruit with some seeds.
Hemerocallis hybrida Gao Mingqi
The flowers are fragrant, the temple is red, and the pavilion is a few clusters.
The leaves are scattered in the rain, and the stems are fragrant.
A beautiful woman looks at flowers frequently, while a tired butterfly looks for fragrance in several places.
Love seems to have dried up, and there is no need to brew more wine.
Hemerocallis Hemerocallis Hemerocallis, Li Tang Xian Yong
Grass is better than a gentleman, and poets have reasons.
Only pity the elegant state, and don't forget the worries.
The snow is light and the breeze is quiet.
Mo Yan opens too late, which is better than chrysanthemum autumn.
Day lily pine Su Dongpo
Although the day lily is slightly open, it can extricate itself from loneliness.
There is a heart in the graceful leaves.
Xuantangli bridge
Looking for grass on foot, forget your worries and gather yourself.
Huang Ying is nursing, and the green leaves are in the cage.
Fairy dew has bright colors and smells like a girl.
According to Beitang, Cao Zhi moved to Xiong Wen.
Hemerocallis, Song and Zhu
Spring is full of dark green, and bloom is bright and cloudy in summer.
The north hall is poor and dull.
Yes, Hemerocallis Tang Wei Wuying.
Who planted daylily? This county is remote.
I forgot my worries, but tonight I will be born again.
The condensed dew began to drip, and the butterfly stayed.
I still miss Ling Du Garden, leaving a cloak for rain and autumn.
Hemerocallis in front of Yongchang Pavilion
Clear the outline of Yao Yong.
A girl without sorrow on the steps is a precious golden flower.
Liu Chu smiled at me and must decorate it with millet buds.
You called me with a cup, and you were worried about Hussoso.
If you think of this flower, you won't leave.
I want to plant Yao grass and irrigate it with Liquan flow.
The branches and leaves are luxuriant and beautiful, covered with diseases.
There are idle factories in the world, which can solve worries.
I can't say enough. I'd like to travel by house.
Cao Xuan
Song Su Zhe
When the daylily blooms, the oriole opens its mouth.
Breathe the sunrise and your mouth will rot.
When you vomit, you will be embarrassed and stunned by the wind.
Dawn is not in the porch, there is a leisurely girl.
Beauty was born in the valley, but she doesn't know how to sing and dance.
Look at weeds and flowers, you can relieve your anxiety and tension.
3. A poem about Mana-The Song of Mana
Wang Anshi
Fold a incense in your hand. There should be no such thing in the world.
Doubts have not been dispelled by Chun Xue. What dynasty is it today?
Sing dew
Don Wei Wu Ying.
A dewdrop from Hà Thu,
Falling into the sky on a clear night.
All right, come to the jade plate,
The circle is known from the beginning.
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Bai Juyi
The sun sets,
Half the river rustles and half the river is red.
Poor night of September 3rd,
Dewdrops are like pearls, and the moon is like a bow.
Poems describing dew
Wei Cao
Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have? For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan.
Gui yuan Tian ju
Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
Eight Poems of Qiu Xing
Don du fu
Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak.
The hymn of Twilight River
Tang Bai Juyi
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Northeast Qiu Yi sends Yuan Ba.
Tang Bai Juyi
On the diseased leaves of Hà Thu, the Millennium is as big as a pearl.
Working day and night on August 3.
Tang Bai Juyi
It's white and bright, and it's cool in Jing Qing.
Early autumn on the pond
Tang Bai Juyi
The cicada is lazy, and the dried willow is weak.
Summer job
Tang Bai Juyi
Bamboo shoots are tender in the rainforest, and the morning dew is fresh in the garden.
Jia Xie's people's morning
Tang Censhen
The morning star falls, and the flower diameter meets the guards of the saber; The willow branches kissed the flag and a drop of dew got wet.
Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy" has a cloud: "The golden wind and the jade dew meet and win countless people."
Dew poem
On the poor third night in September, the dew is like a real pearl.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
4. Poem about Matsutake Plum Chrysanthemum 1, Yongmei's poem:
Wang Mei Anshi
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.
2. Singing Song Poems
Song Song Xie Zicai
Spring festival is unparalleled, who wants to mix dust?
Sometimes thunderstorms lift the heavens and the earth, and it is suspected that the black dragon is alone.
3, chanting bamboo poems
Zhu Zheng Banqiao (Zhengxie)
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
4. Chrysanthemum Poetry
Tao Jin Yuanming, the master of Heguo.
Fragrant chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Lin Yao, pine trees and Guanyan line.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost.
5. About the poem of pine, pine and cypress are depressed at the bottom of the ravine, leaving seedlings on the mountain, with a diameter of 100 feet. (Jin Taikang Zuo Si)
There are pine trees 100 feet big and 10 yards around. They were born at the bottom of the canyon, cold and crude. (Don Bai Juyi)
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. (Rola Chen)
Moss is slippery, not rain, but singing. (Tang Hanshanzi)
The wind in the pine gate sweeps itself, and the snow in the waterfall is hard to disappear. (Tang Huangfu Zeng)
The pines are shaded, and the west of the road is clear. (Don Xu Hun)
Monks are cold on the rocks between pines, and the stream is rushing in the middle of the night. (Don Lu Guimeng)
Through the juniper sword, the palace is surrounded by five peaks. (Song Xia Song)
The breeze blows the dew, and the fragrance is moist. (stone)
The two corridors are full of color, and the sound of nine miles is loose. (Song Hongshi)
Should be guarded by mountain gods. As soon as the wind relaxed, it swept away the dust. (Song Taizhang)
Micro-singing the bright moon in the sea gives birth to rock laurel, and laughing long without romantic pine. (Song Hesun)