The poem about cuttlefish is 1. What poems begin with flowers?
bee
Year: Ming Author:
Flowers and flowers are competing to pick flowers, and honey houses are closed for business.
Knowing what he is good at, I also told the times.
Flowers are not flowers.
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog,
Come in the middle of the night and leave at dawn.
Come like a spring dream,
Disappear like a cloud and can't find a place.
Xichun
Year: Tang Author: Du Mu
Flowers bloom again in bloom, and the seasons move quietly.
If there is no plan to postpone spring, how can you leave your youth with you?
When the butterflies scattered into small clumps, they heard the cicadas in the high willows.
Where did Fan Yan go? Rhododendrons are singing all over the mountain.
Qiniang
Year: Song Author:
Flowers are bright and foggy, not flowers and fog. Like a spring screen, short dreams are unfounded.
In the future, jathyapple will be driven away by the morning light, and the rest will remain warm and empty.
Tenderness and sadness are inextricably linked. Think about chickens singing Dongcheng Road.
Temporary clouds, temporary rain. The balcony looks crowded.
Mourn for the king and princess
Year: Tang Author: Jong Li
It's amazing that flowers are in full bloom. I'm going back to Peng Ying for the time being. The dream of Chu Palace is empty.
It goes without saying that Luopu returns to the moon.
People are buzzing, and the Spring Prison falls. Who will be alone in the building?
Cold food, Japanese classic show, Shang Ren Fang.
Year: Song Author: Zheng Wenbao
I'm too lazy to look at flowers when I spend them. Go to the monk's house and have a look.
I made a new fire and advised me to have tea before the rain.
Yongmei.
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Yu Ming
When flowers fall home, they are afraid of flowers, and the road to bonfire is difficult.
How much I hate ruining Dongfeng, let's see who keeps one.
Garland hot spring
Year: Song Author:
The flower knot is clean and dust-free, but the solemn smile is not true.
Five-color pearls shine on water, and Zhan Ran is pure.
2. Complete poems about flowers
1, I can't help spending it, and I feel very familiar with Yan Huilai. (Yan Shu&; lt； Huanxisha ")
2. Don Zhao Wei: "Spring Breeze" has no words, and the garden is full of apricot blossoms.
3. Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.
4, Shi: The Spring Festival Evening is worth a thousand dollars, and it takes a good full moon.
5, Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
6. Fang: The east wind blows the peach calyx overnight, and the peach blossoms blow off. I don't remember that spring is affectionate when I open it, but it is biased when I fall.
7. Anshi, Wang Song: The peach blossoms on the other side are not half red, and there are bees on the branches.
8, Song Yang Wanli: The bones are exquisite and transparent, 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.
9. Don Cen Can: Just like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
10, Zheng Songxiaosi: Let a hundred flowers blossom, and the interest on independent hedges is not bad. Instead of blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold it in the branches and wait for death!
1 1, wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
12, a pot of wine from the flowers, to drink alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
13 but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
14. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water are rich in mandarin fish. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
15. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
16, plum blossoms are distributed independently before the court.
17, Tang Yuanzhen: It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower has no flowers.
18, Tang feixiu: how can plum blossoms smell sweet if they are not frozen to the bone?
19, Shu: the spring breeze does not lift the ban to raise flowers, and it is misty and chaotic.
20. Tang Dongfang Qiu: It comes from the ocean and air, and its touch is 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.
3. 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: 9. 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: "Yu Gezi")
10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
Plum blossoms are distributed independently in front of the court regardless of the month.
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: the sea and sky are as beautiful as flowers and jade. 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: Let a hundred flowers blossom. It's interesting to hedge independently. 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.
It's another year of fragrant grass, and it's still ten miles of apricot flowers.
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.
4. What savages are there in the poem?
Autumn chrysanthemum is more beautiful because of its good color.
The rain went deep into the chrysanthemums, and the frost fell half a pond lotus.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, and there is no bloom.
Purple flowers are half open, chrysanthemums are quiet, and red clothes are full of lotus worries.
Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
Lotus didn't shelter from the rain, chrysanthemums and branches of Ao Shuang.
After dusk, Dongli handle wine, dark fragrance full of sleeves.
It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to be blown into the north wind.
There are no catkins because of the wind, only sunflowers are inclined to the sun.
In Wan Li, the spring grass is warm and the clouds are faint, and the palace flowers are brushed off.
Flowers and grass are in bloom, and Xiaobai has red cheeks and Yue Nv's cheeks.
At the end of spring, the flower stands want to resign, and the flowers begin to dance back.
If you are interested in falling flowers, come and go by boat.
Flower beard is a rogue, and purple butterfly wasp has feelings.
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
The fragrance reaches the heart of nature, but it is not known to ordinary plants and trees.
Where the fragrance smells flowing water, the shadow falls on the savage.
I am willing to ride the wind to the distance, and my hometown will be a spring.
Looking at the vast Xiang Xue, my mountain is a good title.
The breeze and raindrops are covered with moss, and the fragrance of the desert is silent.
After China's entry into WTO, red snow will be picked, and dust fragrance will cut ziyun.
It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade is determined by his ice and snow.
Bai Mei is lazy to give red plums, so they will be beautiful first and intoxicating.
There is no snow in the quiet room, and there is a sunset in the running water.
Jiangnan has nothing, and it will be given as a gift in spring.
I don't know if the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow.
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
Shuixie village in the valley beside the mountain was once ransacked by flowers.
The scenery is already in the backyard before you know it.
Cold plum is the most hateful, and it is often spent last year.
In Qiancun, Zita Law, a branch opened last night.
Willow hangs down the river, plum blossoms fall snow.
There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone.
There are also letters from Jiangnan at the end of the world.
I can't afford to socialize, a plum blossom.
Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. Similarity and difference are wonderful.
Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and they are arranged to have an affair by thinning plum.
It's already dusk, and it's getting stormier.
The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant.