Year: Tang Author: Luo
There is no fragrance in the moon, but flowers in the day.
If you don't appreciate water lightly, you will learn ice. 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.
Water; Du Fu in Spring
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men.
Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
Month;
Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
2. What are the 1 verses that describe "the mirror is full of flowers and water"? Author: Luo
There is no fragrance in the moon, but flowers in the day. If you don't appreciate water lightly, you will learn ice.
2. "Spring Water" Author: Du Fu
Peach blossom waves in March, the river flows back to the old marks. There is no sand tail in the morning, and the blue color moves Chai Men. Pick up the delicious bait and pour it into the small garden with a pipe. With countless birds, it's noisy to take a shower.
3. "Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights" Author: Wang Jian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
4. "Love Poem 12" Author: Cangyang Jiacuo
As soon as Houmen entered the sea, he wanted to ask about ghosts and gods. This feeling is like a dream, but it is not real.
5. Witch hazel Author: Liang Yusheng
The worm angle is floating. Several years passed, there were traces of cars, dust and the horizon was broken. The weeping of western Western jackdaw in Zhong Qing is not over yet, so it is hard to mourn this situation. Even more, there is an old companion in the secluded boudoir. Don't hate each other when you die, and the dream is shocking, which is still like smelling a low call. Clear tears, beside the pillow. Deep feelings, long-standing grievances. The fate of this life is illusory. Playing the sword and singing wildly is dangerous, and the sea of clouds is far away. Pull the glacier to wash the dust. The past goes with the flow, and later generations deserve it. Be careful and warm.
3. Seek the poem of "Looking at Flowers in a Mirror"
Decorated on both sides of the tragic river in the city
One of the few neon lights drowned the speeding cars.
The grass stands upright with stone carvings, looking forward to the distance.
Or hundreds of years of meditation.
Fireworks are rising on the horizon, which is a beautiful moment.
The fast pace of mobile phones is accompanied by depression.
Think about it. Lost catkins, gentle rain.
Like a story that touched a train in the distance.
Backward confusion of thought
The stone bridge is like a flying butterfly.
Fly from the calling end to the silent end.
How many horrible dreams, accompanied by cold rain and cold wind.
Weeds curled up on the wet river bed, exhausted.
Never wake up again, let the years swing.
Full of the sound of the river
Prosperity once, withered those.
The oath lies in vicissitudes of life.
Swear to lie