Year: Song Author:
There are wild flowers in a hedge. Young women should not be jealous of Hua Rong.
Countless English self-cutting, no one inserted, only wasps take advantage of bees.
mother chrysanthemum
Year: Tang Author: Wang Jian
The night is dim, the hedge is barren, and Leng Xiang is in autumn water.
I remember seeing you in the mountains and being with you in the stone wall.
mother chrysanthemum
Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin
Bitter bamboo garden south pepper dock, slightly fragrant Ran Ran tears trickled down.
I share things with the cold geese, and my heart is patient.
The narrow road comes alone in the evening, and the Qing dynasty is accompanied by other years.
Ziyun Xinyuan moved flowers, and dare not plant frost near the royal banquet.
mother chrysanthemum
Year: Song Author: Sima Guang
Wild chrysanthemums have never been planted. Where do autumn flowers come from?
Shame disappears with the grass, so the early frost opens.
The cold butterfly dance can't go, and the night fly is more sad.
You move your seat, and you choose a transparent cup.
mother chrysanthemum
Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli
I didn't become a poet, I became a double ninth festival.
There is a dark color in the field of political destiny, and I hope that no one will lose fragrance.
It's too late to meet the mid-levels, so I'm busy folding a yellow one.
Flowers should scoff at Dongli people and plead with Weng Tao.
Watching wild chrysanthemums on the road
Year: Song Author: Yi Shida
There are no buds on the bare grass in the forest, and the withered willow sings cicada and sees the sand.
The west wind is cold, and yellow flowers are everywhere.
Yejuhuaxi
Year: Song Author: Zeng Xie
Lin Lin and Fang Qiu got together for nine days.
The real beggar's bottle is a secret. You shouldn't live alone in Nanyang.