Source: Red Rose Song Dynasty Author: Yang Wanli
Original text:
Unrelated roses have the same name, and they are not spies with rose spectrum.
Leaves and branches are green, and one flower and two colors are light red and deep red.
It is different from the name and shape of a rose. Continuous branches and leaves are green, and a flower is two colors.
2. The children walking next door are mistaken for roses.
Source: Ming Dynasty Rose Author: Chen Chun
Original text:
The color and fragrance are the same, and the varieties in rural areas are rare.
The child walking next door is mistaken for a rose.
Roses have the same fragrance and appearance, and there are few plants in Jiangxiang. Take the daughter who lives at home back to her mother's house and mistake it for a rose.
3, the low-flowered trees reflect the small makeup building, and the spring is at two o'clock.
Origin: Tang Dynasty-Bai Juyi's Spring Poems
Original text:
The low-flowered trees reflect the small makeup building, and the spring scenery enters the eyebrows at two o'clock.
Leaning against the railing, parrot, why don't you turn around?
Low flowers and small buildings shaded by green trees bring a trace of sadness into the girl's eyebrows. He turned his back on the parrot and leaned against the railing, wondering why he didn't look back.
4. Look at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family is in the west.
Source: Room Book by Tang Shuqing
Original text:
Look at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family is in the west.
The door is deep and dark, and the wall is flying.
The shadow of the peach is shallow, and the path of the fragrant plum is oblique.
Beautiful makeup, sad sunset, runny nose to the window screen.
Spring is coming, and I look at the rose tree. My neighbor in the west is the Song family. The courtyard is darker than the green leaves, and the wall can fly in front of you. I walked past the peach and plum trees, and the winding path left fragrance. Beautiful decorations are sad again at night, so I have to look out the window and cry.
Let those who look at the rose with their eyes open also look at its thorns. -Tagore's Birds