Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural. Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity!
Lotus leaf skirts of Cailian Tang and Wang Changling are all cut in the same color, and hibiscus opens to both sides of the face. Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Yongmei's poems: Yongmei's poems in the former dynasty were given to Ye Fan, Lu Kai in the southern dynasty, and plum blossoms were given to the leading people. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.
Wang Mei Anshi counted several plums in the corner, and hanling opened them alone. It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance.
Poetry about bamboo: Bamboo (Xie) is one after another, with thousands of branches and leaves. I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
Zhu Tang Li He entered the hydrological light movement and took time to make a green shadow in spring. Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales. Poetry about pine and cypress: Even foresters don't realize that a tree is a strange forest: many trees make up a forest.
Single tree: refers to the independence of pine trees. Tao Jin Yuanming's Twenty Poems on Drinking should be counted as a cloud, and the number is Nanxuan Song by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty of thousands of feet.
2. Poetry about: lotus, beautification, bamboo, pine, cypress, two poems about lotus: for lotus Tang. Li shangyin
People in the world have different descriptions of flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but regardless of the flowers and leaves, they fall into the soil and become dust. Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural. Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity!
Picking lotus songs in Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other. Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Yongmei's Poems: Poems of Yongmei in Past Dynasties.
For Ye Fan.
Lu Kai's Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty
Fold the plum for each post and send it to the leader. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance.
Poetry about Bamboo: Bamboo (Xie)
Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.
A kind of bamboo
Don Lihe
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
Poems about pines and cypresses: Even foresters don't realize that loneliness is strange.
Li Anlin: Many trees make up a forest. Single tree: refers to the independence of pine trees.
Twenty Tao Jin Yuanming Drinking Songs.
When Ling Xiaoyun, go straight for thousands of feet.
Tang Li Bai's Song of Nanxuan
3. What are the poems about bamboo, lotus, plum blossom and pine tree? Here are some, please choose! Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan of Han Yuefu.
What is the lotus leaf? Fish are playing among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" spring water is silent and precious, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan" Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Ye Shaoweng's "Returning to the Garden is Worthless" should pity the dog's teeth and seal the moss, and detain Chai Fei for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" is in front of the Yellowstone Pagoda, and the spring is lazy and sleepy. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.
Farewell, Fude Guyuan grass, rambling grass, comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple Author: Bai Juyi's life in April is beautiful, and peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
Cui Hu's "Titled South Village" Today last year, people's faces set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Wang Mian's "Mo Mei Tu Ming" blows ice with the north wind, and plum blossoms are like the spring sea. Spring fragrance is scattered, and the vegetation is nameless and glorious.
The moonlight in Changlin Valley is new, and the south branch and the north branch are clean and dust-free. Who is Guangping thinking? It's just stone and stone.
At the end of the year, Yanshan was misty, and no one came to Juyong Gubei. White grass, yellow sand, sheep and horses fireworks around Qionglou Yutang.
Peach and plum compete for fragrance, and only Lao Mei is self-centered. Zhen Zi can dazzle Kethleen with a weathered face.
Turning to the west, separated from the smoke, there is nowhere to go if you want to ask the fairy. Late at night, the wine boat returned to the lake, whistling and dancing two cranes.
"Plum blossom quatrains" Author: Lu You is in the valley, more like a branch of the north. Spend every year at night. Do you know Gao Biao Yi Yunjun? When it is covered with snow and ice.
"Early Plum" Author: Zhang said that there is a white jade belt with cold plum beside Lincun Bridge. I don't know whether it will start in the near future, but it is suspected that it has not been sold by Chun Xue.
A piece of plum Author: Li Qingzhao Hong Lian Xiang Yu Mushroom Autumn, light solution Luo Shang, alone on the green boat. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation. Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.
Xiaomeishan Garden Author: Lin Bu, all the fragrant stones have fallen, bringing all the amorous feelings of the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.
Author: The Book of Songs, Boy Pei □. Although bah, can you not know? Walk slowly and make a big circle.
Wan Lan leaves bend, the boy wears off. Although Pei Yong, can you not be my armor? Walk slowly and make a big circle.
Enjoy people playing with bamboo after the rain Author: When it rains in the south of Xue Tao, it is like snow and frost. All kinds of people are also in the fog, modest and self-sustaining
Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early. You can enjoy it when you are old, and you are young and energetic.
Author: Xin Qiji xiuzhu Cuiluo cold, it was late. No one is alone in the secluded path, and there are countless complaints.
Only * * * plum blossom language, lazy to be so weak. You don't want to find incense when you are looking for spring, and there is nowhere to find incense.
Cilao Bamboo Author: Li Baiye bamboo keeps stones, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. The emerald color is deep, and the virtual vocal cords are cold early.
Long Ge has never heard of it, so you should play it well. Don't be like a willow tree, be yourself.
Ge Pulian Author: Bai Juyi Puge loves red lotus, but I saw it yesterday. At night, the wind blew down and had to be mined.
Although the flowers will bloom next year, the sadness next year is temporary. Yang Liuzhi Author: Bai Juyi has a thousand branches, which is tender than gold and softer than silk.
In the barren garden in the south corner of Yongfeng, no one belongs to anyone all day. Chrysanthemum Author: Yuan Zhen Qiu Cluster is like a Potter around the house, and the fence around it is more and more inclined. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Three poems of Huangshan pine-Xu Su stood on a dangerous peak for a hundred generations, holding his chest up and holding his head high. Accustomed to fighting storms, often in lightning.
Wearing snow and frost will not change, and it is easy to smoke. Clean and high style, stand out from the crowd.
Huangshan pine-Xiao Junfei stirred the clouds to cover the sun, and his mind was detached. Strange to say, the dragon is gone, and it has become a mountain pine.
Huangshansong Juanjuan Yuping welcomes guests with light and comfortable sleeves. Welcome the spring to send autumn, and meet guests and friends every year.
1. The heavy snow presses the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress are tall and straight. -Song Qing is modern.
Rola Chen II. There are solitary pines in Nanxuan, and Ke Ye is self-exhibited. -"Southern Xuan Song" Tang.
Li Bai 3. The shade is clear and forbidden, and Man Chun pine is green. -"Spring Pine in the Forbidden City" Tang.
Lu Zhi 4. It is hard for ordinary people to understand that life can be handed down from generation to generation for three generations. -"Song" Song.
Wang Anshi 5. He was born in a cold and humble place at the bottom of the canyon. -"Building" Tang.
Bai Juyi (1) clanked with iron and stood tall, but the frost and snow did not move. The mountains and rivers are barrier-free and the heights remain unchanged.
(2) The sleeves are clear, and the arrogant Ling Feng was born on the stone. The mountains are covered with snow, and Wan Lifeng is smiling and singing in the sky.
(3) The winding peaks in Ceng Yun are clearly visible, and its edges and corners are dangerous and rugged. Strange sounds are surging, the world is cold and the situation is changing.