"Send Ding Mingfu to Zixi (work in Tangshan)"
Year: Tang Author: Luo Yin
Jin Huiyu is willing to hesitate, she has been delayed for more than half a month. After the wine cellar upstairs was demolished,
It's snowing and sunny in Ma Qian. The trees in Lu 'an Commune cherish the fragrance of jade, and Pan's flowers are even more flowery.
What's the difference between time measurement without leaving old books in the county genealogy?
Four bright moons
Year: Song Author: Hu Zhonggong
The winter moon seems to imply that the positive color condenses clouds.
At first glance, the cold of wind and frost should be scared.
Fly around three times, and trees are not allowed to flock.
I'm too smart to look up.
"The new species of peaches and plums in Dongyuan turned cloudy, and it was a blessing."
Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli
Peach and plum are better this spring than last spring, adding new to the old but renewing.
Looking for strange roots and roots, Luan tree is wonderful and simple.
Explanation:
Luan tree [Luan shù]:
Alias: wooden raft, flower raft, etc. , is a plant of Sapindaceae and Luanshu. Deciduous trees or shrubs; Thick bark, light gray brown to light gray black, longitudinally cracked when old; Small lenticels, gray to dark; Branchlets with verrucous spots, and leaf rachis and petiole are wrinkled pubescent or glabrous.
Luan tree grows in calcium-based soil produced by limestone weathering and is cold-resistant. In China, it is only distributed in the lower reaches of the Yellow River basin and the Yangtze River basin, and it is rare in the north of the Haihe River basin, and it cannot grow in silicon-based acidic red soil areas. Luan tree germinates late in spring and leaves early in autumn, so the annual growth period is short and slow. Wood can only be used to make small household appliances, and seeds can be squeezed into industrial oil.
2. Poem 1 Description of Luan Tree, Shu Qi Tuan Luan Song Ge Li Fang's man Fang Ting in Wei Xinhe; 2. I don't know how many trees sing Chen Liang's "Gui Zhi Xiang Xian Feng Tougu"; 3. In Luoyin Cherish Town Tree, Luan Commune sent Ding Mingfu to Zixi (working in Tangshan); 4. Qing Ye Tuan Luan around the court tree Song Vision Wei. The forbidden tree group Luan Song Hu Zhonggong's "Four Bright Moon" 7. Cutting dolphins and wine trees Luan Xing's Society Rain 8. Tree head golden fruit iron group Luan Songshi Zuqin "Seventy-two songs" 9. Miao Jiantuan Luan Shuzi Yang Yunsong Wanli "A new species of peaches and plums in Dongyuan, with cloudy results, two Yuefu songs:10; Three songs by Fang Feisong and Yang Wanli:11; In Song Dynasty, Delian Xiang Yu Siming, where Jin Shu transferred to Luanjiao Prefecture:12; There are also groups who see "playing with Mei by touching the road" among the trees.
3. Luan tree in the rain writes an essay ~ Nature is dying and constantly strives for self-improvement in the sorrow of death. Walking in the rain of fallen leaves, you will be shocked by the eternal calendar of the universe. As a result, the gloomy mood that just rose from the chest was quickly expelled by the feeling of falling leaves. The leaves floating above your head are colorful, and only autumn leaves in the north have such bright colors. Crimson, princess red, gold, cyan, orange or a mixture of red and yellow ... all withered colors are unique to autumn fruits, and the same leaf will show various colors. On the wide roads in Beijing, street trees are made up of many kinds of trees. When the fallen leaves fall, the streets are dotted with beautiful small color blocks of various shapes. The atmosphere was quiet and lively, and the thick autumn of Beijing suddenly appeared. Without the embellishment of these small color blocks, the late autumn in the north may be unremarkable. In Beijing, I live in the east, and Jintai Road is covered with golden and transparent ginkgo leaves, which look like handfuls of small sectors, so cute that people can't bear to step on them; Occasionally, the leaves of sapium sebiferum and poplar trees flash out other striking color blocks in the golden yellow of the ground. On the sidewalk facing the street, the rain of Sophora japonica leaves and elm leaves fell one after another. No matter how those little leaves fell to the ground, they all looked natural and appropriate. Their light colors and instant impressions are enough to constitute impressionist masterpieces. In my eyes, the scenery of fallen leaves in the capital is more charming and artistic than the millions of pots of flowers that decorated the streets in the early days. Every time the sweeper passes by, the streets are bare, showing a bleak scene in late autumn. I think the sweeper is really cruel. It treats beautiful fallen leaves as garbage, which is a bit inhuman.
However, the fallen leaves are still rustling underground. Those leaves, like birds covered with crowns, were disturbed by a gust of wind and flew away from the branches. It's just that flying birds are not as serene and complacent as they are. My sensitive heart heard their chirping-the fallen leaves are telling the joy of flying. It is not so much flying as dancing, sometimes shaking excitedly in the air and sometimes swaying leisurely. They have gained the long-awaited freedom, as if they have been waiting on the branches so far, but they have done some duty, and their color is the reward paid by nature. Now, when the sap is about to stop moving, they are free to do something. So they kissed the cheeks and skirts of pedestrians and decorated the earth. When the autumn wind rises again, they dance from the ground in the same rhythm, fluttering lightly, regardless of what the best moment in life means. They are about to turn into dust and mud. Even if there is no wind, the leaves will fall straight from the sky, like a quiet fruit, showing a thoughtful state of mind and transcendental solemnity. Since there is no wind, what force makes them fall? Is it your own will? I stared at the quietly falling leaves and drifted off. Several children were picking up fallen leaves, so I couldn't help picking up a few pieces. The petiole is soft and blue, and the changed leaves are still bright and moist, with clear veins and full juice. This is a living leaf, it's just whispering to you. It chose the best moment of its life to bid farewell to the world, and even the plants in the world don't want to die ugly.
4. Writing the composition of Huangshan Luan Tree There are Luan trees on both sides of the road in front of our school, just like a soldier standing guard for pedestrians.
Luan tree is a deciduous tree, with the highest height of 15m. The crown is approximately spherical and the bark is grayish brown.
In spring, everything recovers, spring returns to the earth, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and Luan trees wake up from winter dreams. It knows that spring is coming when it sees the grass spreading, swallows flying around in the sky and the earth full of vitality.
Luan tree grows green pinnate compound leaves, which are neat and symmetrical. In summer, Luan trees are flourishing, and their crowns are like handfuls of green umbrellas, which provide shelter from the wind and rain for parents who pick up students.
In autumn, the flowers fall in bloom, and the bloom of Luan tree blooms. These flowers are golden yellow with four petals. Looking around, the flowers are beautiful.
In late autumn, Luan trees shed their yellow clothes and bear fiery red fruits, which are triangular like rubies, clustered together and embedded in branches. Gently pick a fruit, carefully poke open the peel, there are about two or three fruits inside.
Light green, like small grapes. At this time, I think the fruit is like a fire, but it is brighter, more beautiful and more spectacular than the fire.
In winter, the flowers, leaves and fruits of Luan tree are all gone, leaving only a bare body, but you still stand tall and straight on both sides of the road to stand guard for people, despite the wind, frost, snow and rain. Your unique charm, strong and upright character deeply attracted me. I like you very much. Luan Shu, I hope to be your good friend, ok? .
I have been paying attention to writing an autumn composition of Huangshan Luan tree for a long time. After several spring and autumn cycles, I never knew its name.
In spring, it has green leaves, oval and serrated edges, just like a green feather. Its upright and symmetrical frame supports a rich crown, which magnifies its roundness like buoyancy.
They form a surging green river, which keeps moving forward before my eyes. The sun is shining, and you can see the blue sky in the distance by standing under it and through the cracks in its leaves.
Looking back at the hands and face, there are fragments of light shaking and changing the light and shade. Summer has come, and it has beautiful golden flowers.
They are strings of pendants hanging from branches, as heavy as sachets hung by ancient ladies around their waists. A gust of wind raised slightly, and the petals with a little fragrance rustled and fell to the ground like broken gold.
Why is it so bright yellow? What flower is more like gold than it? After September, those golden colors turned to light green, then to deep red, one after another, like clusters of fires burning at the top of trees. From a distance, the red leaves above these green leaves are like layers of red clouds floating on the green sea.
A suit of green, clusters of yellow, clusters of red, a tree has three colors, so lush, so clear, one by one standing on both sides of the road. It is strange that there are two colors of leaves on a tree, and they are so bright. If it is a leaf, why is it higher than the original leaf? Hold high like a torch? With a curious mood, I stopped the car and observed it carefully.
I picked the red one and found that it was not a leaf, but a fruit. Different from the fruits of all trees, there are three delicate leaves sewn on the outside, and there are two or three emerald-like seeds inside.
Just after a rain, the peel was stained with a few drops of crystal rain, which made the fruit look full, round, watery and transparent, as pure as the eyes of a five-or six-year-old child. These fruits, hanging in a string, are like pockets, hanging in the wind and rain in late autumn.
What does it need to put in so many pockets? Does it need to put the whole autumn in? This season, after experiencing the brief glory of spring and summer, many trees are mostly bleak and filled with depression. However, on its other side, the fiery red pocket is held high, quietly swaying with the autumn sunshine and autumn wind, like a carnival, like the arrival of a festival.
I studied these small pockets carefully. They are so bright and beautiful. They didn't take away a drop of water or a breath of wind.
It was frosty with cold, and its pocket quietly opened, and there were some red beans in it. what kind of tree is it? Bloom your unique green leaves, yellow flowers and red fruits all the way? I went out with a friend the other day and was deeply attracted by it again.
He doesn't know. After he came back, he went online, and netizens told us that it was called Luan tree.