Ancient poems describing flowers
1. Wait until the Double Ninth Festival,
There will be chrysanthemums.
(Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Friend's Village")
2. A pot of wine among the flowers,
Drinking alone has no blind date.
(Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
3. The sound of wind and rain comes at night,
How many flowers have fallen.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
4. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. Look at the red and wet place at dawn,
The flowers are heavy on the official city.
(Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
6. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is filled with flowers and trees.
(Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind the Poshan Temple")
7. Huang Si's maiden's house is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers weigh down the branches.
(Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers")
8. Helplessly, the flowers fell away,
The swallows returned, as if they had known each other before.
(Yan Shu: "Huanxi Sand")
9. Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain,
Mandarin fish are fattened by peach blossoms and flowing water.
(Zhang Zhihe: "Yu Ge Zi")
10. May I ask where the restaurant is?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
(Du Mu: "Qingming")
11. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight,
Thousands of pear trees bloomed.
(Cen Shen: (Bai Xuege sent Magistrate Wu back to the capital))
12. The tree at the head of the pond where I wash inkstones,
Every flower blooms and there are faint ink marks. .
(Wang Mian's "Mo Mei")
13. Chi Rijiang and mountains are beautiful,
The spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
(Du Fu
14. After collecting the honey from hundreds of flowers,
It will be sweet to whomever you work hard for
(Luo Yin
15. Plums are golden, apricots are fat,
wheat flowers, white snow, and cauliflower are sparse.
(Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany")
16. The three autumn leaves fall,
February flowers bloom.
(Tang) Li Qiao (qiáo)
17. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are redder than the fire. ,
The river is as green as blue in spring.
(Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River""
18. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night,
Frost leaves are red with flowers in February.
(Du Mu's
19. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers.
There will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed.
(Yuan Zhen's chrysanthemums >)
20. Children hurriedly chase yellow butterflies,
flying into cauliflower and nowhere to be found.
(Yang Wanli
21. Spring has gone and the flowers are still there,
The birds are not surprised when people come.
(Gao Ding:
22. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers.
The willows are hidden and the flowers are bright in another village.
(Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village")
23. The clothes are wet. The rain of apricot blossoms,
The wind from the willows is not cold on the face.
(Zhinan: "Quequae")
24. A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, < /p>
Lovely dark red loves light red.
(Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers")
25. There are flowers flying everywhere in the Spring City,
The east wind blows and the willows slant. (Han Hong <
26. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge,
The sunset slants at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. "Yi Xiang")
27. After walking for two or three miles,
There are four or five houses in Yancun.
There are six or seven pavilions.
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28. The water of Peach Blossom Pond is three thousand feet,
Not as good as Wang Lun. Send me love.
(Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
29. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet,
The east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. p>
(Li Shangyin: 〈Untitled〉)
30. Oak leaves fall on the mountain road,
Zhihua Ming post wall
(Wen Tingyun
31. There is no way out,
The west wind blows behind the curtain,
People are thinner than yellow flowers.
(Li Qingzhao: "Drunk Flower Yin")
32. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge,
The setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
(Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane")
33. The fragrance of rice flowers speaks of a good year,
Listen to the sound of frogs.
(Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Xijiang River·Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night")