Su Shi's flower poems 1. How many poems about flowers did Su Shi write in his life?
[Huanxisha] The clothes towel rustles and the jujube flowers fall, and the car rings south of the village.
Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers. The road was full of wine, but he was sleepy. Sun was thirsty for tea and knocked at the door to ask the savage.
Hui Chong's Night Scene of the Spring River (Part I) is the prophet of the spring river heating duck. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
Begonia is full of glory in the east wind, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor. I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Song Guan balcony sound fine, swinging yard night heavy.
Irises wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around.
There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea! Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.
Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
2. Seek all Su Dongpo's poems about flowers.
Hanging poplars all around, asking where the clouds are the most beautiful, and painting the sunset on the south bank of the building. When the weather is cold, people are lonely, and time must be spent with wine. Listen to the music among the flowers.
Jiangcheng is rich in vegetation, and only famous flowers are bitter and lonely. Smile at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always vulgar. I also know that creation has profound significance, so I sent a beautiful woman to an empty valley. Nature, wealth is the appearance of nature, not waiting for the golden plate to recommend China's house. Lips dizzy with wine, sleeves red with sand. The forest is dark and foggy, Guang Xiao is late, the warm wind is light during the day, and the spring is full. There are tears and sadness in the rain, and no one is more beautiful under the moon. There is nothing wrong with Mr. Wang's full stomach. He walks freely and needs a stomach. Don't ask people and the monk's boss, knock on the door with a stick to watch bamboo cultivation. Suddenly, every photo of Zhang Huali was rotten, and the root of the disease was erased with a sigh. Where did the humble country get this flower? There is nothing good about moving to West Shu. It is not easy to travel thousands of miles, and the topic will fly to set the swan. The whole world can read it, just to drink a song. In the Ming Dynasty, when I woke up alone, the snow began to fall. Living in the east of Dinghui Garden, there are flowers all over the mountain, and there is a kind of begonia, which the natives don't know how expensive it is.
You don't fight for spring, loneliness opens at the latest. ..... Don't blush is unique, far from the wind. "Du Yi visited Wuchang and visited Bodhisattva Spring, one of two songs."
Spring is indisputable, and loneliness opens at the latest. Green dumplings go to jade bone, covered with feathers. If it is not gorgeous, it will be far away. The palace is cold, and the old garden is buried in pink. Today, on a moonlit night, the flute sounded like a dragon. Yu Yan has been in this flower for thousands of years. The strange king couldn't call back and was tied by flowers. Last night, the thunderstorm was evil, and the flowers should be returned. (completed)
3. Poems about flowers
Poems about flowers
1, pear flower: (Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. )
2. Peach Blossoms: (In April, the flowers in the world are exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. )
3. Xinghua: (Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. )
4, Lotus: (The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus is different from red. )
5, osmanthus: (people are idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet. )
6. Chrysanthemum: (I'll come back when the mountain is on holiday. )
7. Plum Blossoms: (There are some plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han opens them alone. )
Poems about flowers
Yongmei (Wang Anshi)
There are some plums in the corner.
Cold ling spoke alone;
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Because of the faint fragrance.
Lotus on the pool of money
(Wen Zhiming)
In September, Jiangnan Hugh.
Lotus is wandering around zhongzhou.
The beauty crossed the water with a smile,
The sunset still gives birth to sadness.
Dew wash jade plate, golden palace cold.
The wind blows Luo to bring Jincheng to autumn.
It's no use looking at each other,
Don't use the pond as a secluded place.
Yongfu Rong
Shen Liang said in the Southern Dynasties
The breeze shakes the purple leaves,
Gently exposed Zhu's room.
Zhongchi is so green,
Treat me with a red light.
Old custom
Tang Libai
Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers emit green water, and dense leaves emit green smoke.
Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense?
Sit and watch the frost disappear.
Lu you's plum blossom quatrains
The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Zaomei Liu Zongyuan
Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
Hongmei sushi
Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
Yimei Li shangyin
Far from home, I don't want to see the scenery in spring.
Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.
Bai Juyi, a newly planted plum blossom
Seven new plums were planted by the pool, and I wanted to wait until the flowers arrived.
Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Tan Mei Yang Wanli
The quiet steps in the mountain are amazing, and it is already late at night.
One plum and one bloom are annoying on the highest branch.
1 Rape flower: Rape flower is full of gold, and geese sound deep in spring.
Su Xinhua: Don't hang a curtain on this flower, but let the dust come out and write down the charm lightly. Everyone knows that there is a pure heart.
Lily: Learn to dye the color of pale yellow day lily, and several branches are fluttering in the wind. It is difficult to feel sorry for yourself and join the WTO, which does not mean that this flower was planted in front of the imperial court.
Plum blossom: one, two or three, three, four, five or six, seven, eight and ninety are all missing when flying into plum blossom.
Lotus: The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely bright, and the lotus flowers reflect sunlight in different colors. Xiao He has sharp horns on which dragonflies stand for a long time.
6 hibiscus flowers: steamed millet with jade core, sunset red in golden room.
7 Winter jasmine: Jin Ying Cui calyx is cold in spring, and there are several yellow flowers! Return the way of the monarch to the way of the tourists, and don't turn a blind eye.
Begonia: There is a fragrance in the dark, not that you don't know it.
Camellia: Only camellia is durable, and several red flowers are inserted in the green bush.
10 Chinese rose: It doesn't matter whether spring comes or goes in bloom.
4. Poems about flowers
Wang Mei Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and hanling opened them alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post. Lu You heard that the plum blossom is cool and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? Plum blossom quatrains (2) The valley is all north, and flowers bloom late every year.
Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice? Plum blossom quatrains (the third) The more awe-inspiring the snow is, the stronger the integrity between flowers is.
Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more. Wei Zashi came from the old country. Tell me what happened there! .
Leaning against the window and opening the first cold flower tomorrow? ? Don Li Shangyin settled in Tianya, and he didn't want things to happen. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
On the plum river, Shi suddenly saw the cold plum tree, blooming Hanshui River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls.
Tang Yuxi, sent by Ding Meiyong, often suffers from colds in early flowers, and his condition is complicated and miserable. What happened to you in spring? Yao Tao will smile, prostitutes will look back! When I asked Jinding, I knew it tasted bad. Wang Mian, a tree by the Xiyan Lake in my home, is in bloom with pale ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
-lotus (warm) a few plums, cold ling bloom alone. -Plum blossom (perseverance) A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, and the lovely deep red loves light red.
Peach blossoms (freedom) are blown into snow by the east wind, which is better than being crushed into dust by Nanmo. -Apricot (aloof) is muddy but not stained, clear but not demon.
-Lotus (Pure) Only peony is the real national color, and the capital moved in bloom. -Peony (Fugui) Hanhua has done its best to blossom and bear fruit and flourish.
-Chrysanthemum (for the time being) is welcome, O(∩_∩)O Thank you.
5. Ancient poems about flowers and plants
Hanhua shines in May, and when you see a son among the branches, you will see it.
It's a pity that there are no chariots and horses here, and they are turning over the moss and crossing the river to find flowers and ask for willows. Du Fu was annoyed by the flowers on the river, and there was nowhere to tell, only madness. He came to the south to find a drinker and went out for a drink ten days ago.
Flowers are like splendid flowers, like rivers, and my heart is really afraid of spring. But now poetry and wine can listen to me, and I don't have to bear any psychological burden for my bald head.
There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers. I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.
Look east at the flowers and cigarettes in Shaocheng. It's time for the high glistening in western restaurants to resolve jealousy. Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?
The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Love flowers don't want to die, but they are afraid to spend all their years urging each other. Many branches are easy to fall, and young leaves are discussed in detail.
Yang Wanxiao went out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang off. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves are infinitely blue, reflecting sunlight. Lotus is different. What Liu Biyu, decorated as a tree, ten thousand pieces of green silk hanging down. I wonder who cut off the thin leaves like scissors. Zheng Gu willow leaves are half smoked and half rainy, and apricot reflects Taoshan Road. You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.
Bai Juyi got the ancient grassland and bid farewell to the vast sea of grass on the plain. With the four seasons coming and going, wildfires never completely swallowed them up. They stood tall and straight again in the spring breeze, sweetly squeezed into the ancient avenue and reached the crumbling city gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you left again. I heard them sigh after you and Han Yu. In the early spring, Zhang Shibao, the water supply department, was presented, and the drizzle in Tianjie was like crisp grass, but it was the most beautiful thing in spring. A year's income is definitely better than that of willow, emperor, Meng Haoran, spring dawn and spring sleep. I don't know how many birds are singing at night. Su Chong, the scenery by the river, the peach blossoms outside the bamboo, three or two branches "mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance unfolds peacefully in the moonlight evening."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.
Xie Fangde's Hua Ying (Su Shi, in doubt, in solution) and Yao Tai overlap in several places, but they can't be swept away. Just cleaned up by the sun, I taught the moon to send it to the future. These are basically poems about scenery, and there are some subtle sentences in the poems. I'll copy a few words for you from other places, I hope it won't affect the score (* _ *) hee hee ... everywhere is poetic. Flowers Everywhere —— Ling Mei in Zhang Daoqi's Works in Song Dynasty. Flowers Everywhere in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty. There is a broken incense in your hand, which should not be in the world —— Wang Anshi's Melody. The green smoke is light outside, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring colors. Spring scenery Colorful flowers are always in spring-spring in Song Zhuxi. When the sun rises, the river blooms better than the fire, and when the spring comes, the river is as blue as blue —— Tang Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan. A little more colorful green leaves may not impress the spring scenery —— Ode to Pomegranate Flowers in Anshi, Wang Song. The small building listened to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sold apricot flowers-Song Lu tour in the Ming Dynasty. A generation of fu: if you don't lift the ban on flowers, you will be confused about "Walking on the Sand". In the spring of February and March, the grass is the same color as the water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu. There are many grasses in the south of the Yangtze River in February and drizzle in spring —— Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains. Flowers fall helplessly, as if their faces have returned. Song. Wang Anshi sailed in Guazhou. Jiangnan can pick lotus, where is the lotus leaf! -Jiangnan, Han Yuefu folk songs. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and there was already a dragonfly standing on his head-Xiao Chi in 53 years. Songyang pills. On the leaves, the sun is dry, the rain is clear, and the wind lotus is clear —— Su Muzhe of Zhou Bangyan in Song Dynasty stopped to sit in the maple forest late, and the frosty leaves were red in February —— Tang Mutu's
-Liang and Wang Ji of the Southern Dynasties entered the western region. The birds in the river are too white, and the mountains are green and the waters are white —— Du Fu's "Er Jue Ju" is more and more attractive, but shallow grass can't have the sound of hooves —— Tang Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour in Qiantang". You can see that butterflies wear flowers deeply and dragonflies fly slowly with the water-Tang.
6. Poems about flowers
At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire, and the river is as green as the blue of spring.
-Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"
Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.
-Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
-He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow
It is beautiful in the evening, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. Swallows fly in the mud and Yuanyang sleeps in the warm sand.
-Du Fu's quatrains
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
-Du Fu's quatrains
Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.
-Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene"
Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full.
-Zhang "Fishing Songs"
Spring can't close the garden, and an apricot will go out of the wall.
-Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Affordable"
Winning the day and looking for fragrance in the water, the boundless scene is new for a while.
-Zhu's Spring Day
Thousands of miles of Ti Ying are green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags.
-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees, and a new song "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu".
Weicheng is a city of light dust and rain, and the guest house is green and willow. Wang Wei's "Cheng Wei Qu"
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the spring tide. Zhang's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
Spring came before dawn, and birds sang everywhere around me, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, with a low initial water level. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and new swallows peck at the mud in spring. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. I like the east tour of the lake, and the white sand dike is in the shade of green watermelon.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
7. Poems about flowers
1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu&; lt； Huanxisha ")
9. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
In front of the court, regardless of the month, plum blossoms are distributed independently.
Tang Yuanzhen: It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that there is no bloom.
Don Fisher: It's not freezing. How can there be plum blossoms?
Shu: The spring breeze does not lift the ban on flowers, and the haze is chaotic.
Tang Zhaowei: I can't congratulate you on the spring breeze. There are more flowers than apricot gardens.
Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.
S: A night of spring scenery is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
Oriental Autumn in Tang Dynasty: It comes from the ocean and air, and it feels like a blooming flower. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.
Tang Du Fu: Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms follow the water.
Fang: The east wind blows the peach calyx all night, and the peach blossoms bloom. I don't remember that spring is affectionate when I open it, but it is biased when I fall.
Anshi, Wang Song: The peach blossoms on the other side are not half red, and the branches are in a mess.
Song Yang Wanli: The bones are exquisite and transparent through eight windows, and the flower heads are inserted with purple lotus fragrance. There are countless blue fans on the thread. If the wind doesn't come, it will cool itself.
Don Cen Can: Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Zheng Song Xiao Si: bloom is not a hundred flowers, and independent hedges are not poor. Instead of blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold it in the branches and wait for death!
Yuan Sadu stabbed: February in the south of the Yangtze River was stormy, and plum blossoms blossomed.
Song Yang Wanli: The leaves are infinitely green the next day, and the lotus flowers are different colors.
Don Wang Wei: You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
Tang Pirixiu: Being Kao is the best thing to listen to. I cann't believe I boast that I'm strict in traveling west, and I'm the best in the world.
Wang Song Anshi ★ Chanting pomegranate flowers: a little green and red, not much touching spring scenery.
Don Li Shangyin: Flowers have nothing to do with leaves in the world, and flowers go into golden pots for dust. Only violet and red violet are naive.
Don Du Fu: Peach blossoms chase small flowers, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao.
Wang Song Jujube: Peach blossoms smile across the fence, which seems to be affectionate before opening.
Tang Du Fu: Peach blossoms are in full bloom, lovely and crimson.
Tang Liu Yuxi: The peony demon in front of the court was unqualified, and the lotus on the pool was pure and had a special liking. Only peony is the real national color, and it will move the capital as soon as it opens.
Don Liu Yuxi: Spring flowers arrive first, and light yellow and light green reflect the balcony.
Another year of grass green, still ten miles of apricot blossom red.
In the first month, plum blossoms smell fragrant; In February, apricot blossoms are warm; In March, peach blossoms are fragrant; In April, roses are in full bloom; In May, pomegranate is as red as fire; In June, camellia is full of pools; In July, Impatiens are seven clever; In August, osmanthus fragrance; In September, chrysanthemums are piled high; In October, hibiscus is in spring; 1 1 month, camellia is full of tree flowers; 12, wintersweet Huang Cancan.
8. Flower poems
If the spring breeze is not lifted, the smoke will be boundless —— Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Beach
13. In February and March in Yangchun, the grass is the same color as the water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu.
14. There are many grasses in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is drizzling in spring-Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
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16. The fallen flowers are helpless, and the return of Yan is deja vu-Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
17. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but flowers that are not in full bloom-Chrysanthemums by Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.
18. There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red-Jin Yuanhao asked "the same generation of unopened begonia"
19. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
20. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -Jiangnan, Han Yuefu folk songs.
2 1. Xiao He has just exposed its sharp horns, and a dragonfly has long stood on its head-Xiao Chi in 53 Songyang Bay.
22. There is a dry night rain on the leaves in Chuyang, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Lian Gai.
23. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-The Singing Willow by Don Ho Zhang Zhi.
24. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
25. There is grass in the sea —— Reading History's Dead
26. wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-A Farewell to the Ancient Grass by Tang Juyi.
27. The light rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass in the distance is similar in color, but there is no light rain in early spring by Tang Hanyu.