Poems describing osmanthus fragrance

Song Zhu's Yan Yong Gui

Graceful rock, sweet-scented osmanthus at the end of the year. The leaves are dense and green, and the flowers are yellow. Tianxiang gives birth to pure thoughts, and clouds protect fairy makeup. Who knows the king, empty songs recruit hidden chapters.

Zhu's Mu Xi in Song Dynasty

Playing the west wind makes all kinds of incense, and autumn is very busy for Iraq. Under a book window, people and flowers are fragrant.

On August 17, Tianzhu Mountain sent a gift of elements to Guangxi.

Song sushi

The moon is short of frost, thick and sparse, and some flowers belong to Yutangxian.

On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches of the toad cave were empty to remember the past years.

The monk who broke the precepts pitied Geng Jie, and the girl who practiced skirt flow beat Qing Yan.

I hope the public will pick exquisite flowers instead of being lonely and fragrant.

I didn't see my son when I went to see him yesterday. I built a stone around the court, watched the rhinoceros, and then begged for a few branches in seven words.

Song Yang Wanli

Yesterday, my children and I knocked on Yun Guan and looked around at the rock flowers.

Moss is built into deep gold cloth, and water sinks and steams over millet piles.

Send a poem to the North Courtyard to admire autumn scenery, so that I can have dinner at the west window.

Small flowers must break out of the cluster, and don't teach me to break the blue ball.

Partridge sky dim light corpus luteum soft.

Li Qingzhao

The yellow light makes the corpus luteum soft, and the traces of love are far away, leaving only fragrance. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower Ding Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless. Why didn't they receive them in those years?

laurel

Song Zhou Wenpu

I stood on the lace, and I knew I was ill.

The mountain is full of trees tonight.

The clear dew touches the bottom of the shrub, and the oblique river is on it.

A moment's fragrance is better, floating in Yun Lan.

Yonggui

Tang Libai

The world is full of peaches and plums. Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.

Glory cannot last long under first frost. South, green leaves hang down the roots.

Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?