The cave name is exclusive to Chaoyang, and there should be phoenix trees. Xue Nengqiu sat alone in the southeast to see Xiaoxing, and the white clouds were slightly clear.
Monks sit on phosphorus stones, and phoenix trees fall into half a court. Shaoye Han Gong Jing's hoist can't leave the palace, and Ban Ji shines on Jinjing several times.
Indus is old and limping, still like the beautiful figure at that time. In front of Zhu Ge, there are many open wells, Lu Gui Meng Ye Wells, and beautiful women live under the phoenix tree.
Cold spring may not be able to do this, but there are silver bottles. Luo Yin listened to the pipa-scented wine, his thoughts were scattered, and he occasionally smelled it in the darkness of Wu Tong.
There is hate in the bottom song, and people all over the building don't know you. There are 100 poems about Harmony Palace, which sing the wind from nature to society and back to Yan, fragrant and old and rich.
At night, the frost falls on the plane leaves, and the palace enters the royal clothes. Li Zhongchun wrote two poems in the boudoir: the dust is faint, the sword is lazy, and the peach blossoms are red on both sides.
The jade plug is a candle, and Xiaoying is outside the window. Teng Qianfeng and Gui Yun, Kanaida saw the feather instrument, and the phoenix tree branches were cold.
The son of the five tombs pities the beautiful woman's article, paints and embroidered clothes. Mrs. Huarui's Gong Ci (forty-one poems written by Wang Jue for the children of Liyuan) leads Liu Yin to Yugou, and the buttonwood embraces Zhulou.
Wang Tengting is in Jinling City, and it is shameful to paint painters in Danqing. Chu Fei Yao Yuehua complained that the plane leaves were under the golden well, and the pulley was stretched across the frame.
Beauty gets up before dawn, blowing a silver bottle with cold autumn water. Nagato, Liu Yuan complained that the raindrop phoenix tree had a long autumn night, and she was worried that the rain would reach Zhaoyang.
Tears are not like hello, but thousands of lines are wiped. Zhao Xuzhou's play presents a neat appearance of buttonwood leaves, and the flowers are very low after the rain.
Crows and birds don't need to report. His family has its own phoenix habitat. Zhang Yaochun's two Indus inoue are my concubine's music, and flowers are the tallest branches at night.
If you don't teach in the boudoir, you will argue in front of the spring. Xue Tao, don't miss Li Langzhong, don't miss the phoenix tree, it's even more bleak to climb the Qinling Mountains.
An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy. It is still a sunny autumn night, and the night on the rain side of the phoenix tree is sad and sad, and the clothes are covered with moss.
Life is irrelevant, others look for mountains and rivers in southern Hunan. The delicate rhyme of Xiumu pine is cool to the bone, and the shadow is also a nest crane crossing the high wall.
Packaging is a kind of flat ground, and soon the plane tree will grow naturally. Li Qiao's evening scenery is melancholy, Chu Ke's second and third sons are sad in autumn, and Liang Taixi sees the credit.
Platanus acerifolia leaves slightly, and Osmanthus fragrans wants to blossom. Qi leads to cold dew, and light receives sunset glow.
Long song Baishui Qu, empty to green pool. Han Yu, Guo Liang and Princess Wellcome's two elegies will definitely have a far-reaching impact and will definitely move to a new country.
Xungong is the eldest daughter, and the desk room belongs to the lover. It's spring night in Hehan, and it's spring in phoenix tree.
The dragon is tireless, and it is full of dust. Meng Jiao Qinqu Geisha Lienv fuck Laka-two trees are ripe, and Yuanyang dies together.
If a sincere girl only loves her husband in her life, she will live faithfully like them. What kind of stormy waves can annoy a soul like water in an eternal well? .
Raqqa, a female fuck in Meng Jiao-The trees are ripe in pairs, and the mandarin ducks die side by side. Virgins are your husbands, and they live as faithfully as they do.
What kind of stormy waves can annoy a soul like water in an eternal well? . Xue Hefen's two poems fell into the phoenix tree late, and they were slightly cold when they entered the forbidden wall.
There are three birds hanging on the moon, and Wanqiu Gate in first frost. The new favorite of lap dancing, sad face and old grace.
The deep temple is unbearable, and I want to be outside the curtain. Chang Jian Jiang Shang Qin Xingjiang is raised in the piano, with a clear string and a clear heart.
The seven strings of Lingling are all over the ground, and the wood is full of melancholy clouds. It can make the river white and make the river deep.
I only know that the branches of buttonwood trees can be decorated with gold. At the foot of Cui Shu Mountain, the sun is shining, the sky is clear, and the creek road is empty.
Inclined to shelter from the wind and rain, autumn wind gives birth to Bai Hong. Clouds cover the mountains, and the northwest wind is gloomy.
Therefore, the destination of the forest is the phoenix tree under a leaf. Li Bai gave Cui Qiupu three songs, I Love Cui Qiupu, all like Tao Lingfeng.
There are five willows in front of the door and two phoenix trees in the well. Birds in the hall, flowers and wine on the eaves.
Huai army didn't hold back, melancholy. Li Bai's autumn tour of Xuancheng Xieshu North Building is picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li.
Between the two rivers, one lake is like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river look like rainbows falling from the sky. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.
Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? Li Baiqiu left for a few days, and there were sunflowers in front of the door.
The phoenix tree is cold, and the evening is long. White dew and wet fireflies, clear frost and shredded rabbit.
Empty cover of purple plum, endless tears. Xue's second poem fell in the evening the next day, slightly cold into the forbidden wall.
There are three birds hanging on the moon, and Wanqiu Gate in first frost. The new favorite of lap dancing, sad face and old grace.
The deep temple is unbearable, and I want to be outside the curtain. Du Fu sent Jia Ge to the west of Ruzhou to plant buttonwood trees, leaving a yard under the shade.
It's hard to go back to your hometown, and it's not good for your life. The palace is separated by the green gate, and the purple of Yunshan is deep in logic.
Life is five magui, don't be infringed by twenty cents. After Juyuan Yang Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tian Che was sent to thousands of families by the Land Temple, and there were years everywhere.
Today, elm willows are in full bloom and phoenix trees are in bloom. The shrine is full of clouds and cars.
Disappointed with Tian Lang's departure, the original smoke tree is inclined. Meng Jiao sent him back from his uncle, returned to his feelings, and seemed empty and floating in Chubo.
Feather fans sweep sweat, cloth sails screen fine wind. The river flowers are green, and the phoenix trees on both sides are shaded.
Uncle yuan sang goodbye, which was not bad at all. Meng Haoran said that Wei Yun is a light river person, and raindrops are scattered.
Zhu Fang said that the wind blows bananas, and birds peck phoenix trees. (and "poetic style").
Linghu Chu's miscellaneous songs bid farewell to two golden spikes of willow and jasper branches of phoenix tree. The news of spring is broken, and it will be returned sooner or later.
* * * miscellaneous songs, flowers on the wall, crickets singing in the bridal chamber, phoenix trees falling into the golden well. Cut your dance clothes. The scissors are cold in the cold weather.
Linghu Chu is far away from the willow with two golden spikes and the phoenix tree with jasper branches. The news of spring is broken, and it will be returned sooner or later.
Zhang Hu spent two crickets singing on the wall, and the phoenix tree fell into the golden well. Cut your dance clothes. The scissors are cold in the cold weather.
Cao Ye got up early, the moon set in the west, the door opened and there was no shadow. At this time, I returned to Menglan and stood in Wu Tongjing.
Lv Ying's sunset is oblique and the autumn wind is cold. Whether the old friend will come or not tonight will make people do their best.
The old cicada of the phoenix tree leaves died, and the waves in Dongting prevailed overnight. (See Zhang Wei's "Subject-Object Map") Song Ruohua mocked the twelve-story building with smooth roads against the blue sky, and the phoenix phoenix stood opposite the phoenix tree.
Shuangcheng reported to the jailer that Wu Biao could not enter the Han Palace. Zhang Ji sang a song, Chu Fei complained that the plane leaves were under the golden well and the pulleys were across the plain.
Beauty gets up before dawn, blowing a silver bottle with cold autumn water. Liu Shiyuan's song "Nagato" complains that the autumn nights are long with two drops of rain, and worries that the rain will reach Zhaoyang.
Tears are not like hello, but thousands of lines are wiped. Wang Changling's "Song of Harmony, Long Letter" complains that the phoenix tree leaves in Jinjing are yellow, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night.
The golden furnace jade pillow has no color, and it is long to listen to the Nangong. Zhang Huqin's songs and Qu Sima Xiangru's piano songs are Phoenix, Phoenix, Phoenix. The mountains are heavy and the waters are wide.
The phoenix tree is sunny in the morning, with weak feathers and high water. Teng Qian's Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics Feng Gui Jin Yun Minefield See Feather Instrument.
2. Describe the poem "The Book of Songs, Wind and Prescriptions" written under the buttonwood tree in autumn: "Prescriptions are written in the Chu Palace. Slap in the sun and do it in the Chu room. Hazelnuts on trees, tung paint on chairs, and cut harps and musical instruments.
2. The Book of Songs, Volume 1: "Feng Huangming is gone, he is in Gorkon. The phoenix tree was born in the morning. It's embarrassing. It's embarrassing.
He Zhu's "Partridge Sky", "After the phoenix tree half withered in first frost, the white mandarin duck lost its companion."
3. "Peacock flies southeast": "Pine and cypress are planted in the east and west, and phoenix trees are planted in the left and right. Branches cover each other and leaves communicate with each other.
4. After the autumn rain, Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" and "Leaves Return to Roots".
5. The brilliant "Farewell" is "It rains at night, and tears often float."
6. Guangqunfang Pumupu Liu Tong ""Buttonwood leaves, the world knows autumn. "
7. Zhu's "Bodhisattva Manqiu": "Autumn sounds fall and leaves fall, adding to the hustle and bustle."
8. Liu Yong's Jade Butterfly: "The water is light and the wind is light, the flowers are old and the moon is cold, and the leaves are yellow."
9. Zhao Changqing's Buji Qiushen: "Where is the best autumn, the wind is in Wu Tongjing."
10. Meng Jiao's "Autumn": "The phoenix tree is dead, and the sound is like a funeral bomb."
1 1. Wen Tingyun's "More Leaks": "The third rain under the buttonwood is bitter. A leaf, a voice, and empty footsteps fall into the light. "
12. Zhang Ji's "Bright Moon with Sparse Curtains" and "Wutong Rain and Sunny". Dropping into autumn sounds, shattered by the wind. "
13. Zhou Zizhi's "Partridge Sky" "It rains in the middle of the night on the plane leaves, and the voice of the leaves is parting."
14. Liu Guo's "He Xinlang" "Sleeping in the living room with a new pillow, listening to the phoenix tree scattering rain and rustling the autumn wind"
3. The poem 1 describes the phoenix tree, phoenix shadow and sunset in autumn.
Tang Dynasty: Yan Lu
The setting sun is oblique and the autumn wind is cold. Whether the old friend will come or not tonight will make people do their best.
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The sun has set in the west, and I will go down the mountain as soon as I see it. The autumn wind came in waves, and I felt colder. After waiting so long, why hasn't my old friend come yet? Are you coming or not? After waiting for a long time, night has fallen and there is moonlight everywhere. I don't know how long it took, but the shadow of the phoenix tree faded, and there was no moon shadow.
2. Yong Wu Tong
Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie
This tall tree can sweep the sky at dusk and brush away the frost in the morning.
Why not in Yangzhou, which led to the phoenix inhabiting?
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The tall buttonwood tree can sweep the stars in the autumn night in the sky and brush away the frost at dusk. Why not plant it in Yangzhou to attract the phoenix to live?
3, Huanxi sand rain broke Wu Tong's tears.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Rain breaks the phoenix tree, tears begin to harvest, and self-pity and self-pity. I hate old relationships that cost money.
The peach man has gone, and the moss marks are empty. Where are the eyebrows like hooks?
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The autumn rain stopped, and the plane leaves stopped dripping, as if they didn't shed tears. Re-remember and release your feelings. I thought I had a wonderful relationship with someone I missed. (Memories) That beautiful figure, peach blossom face, but people have left (but people don't know where to go). Only petite shoe prints were left on the moss-covered path. Where are the people who miss each other? Only lonely people are like the bright moon.
4. Mulberry picking, pulley, Jung hwa Kim Wu Tong Evening News
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Pulley, golden well, phoenix tree late, several trees surprised autumn. If it rains, worry about me, and a hundred feet of shrimp must be in the jade hook.
Joan's window was broken in spring, and she looked back at the edge. If you want to send a scale tour, nine cold waves will not flow back.
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In late autumn, under the plane tree, by the pulley golden well, leaves are everywhere. Trees change in autumn, and people feel sad in autumn. Holding the curtain a hundred feet, looking out of the window at the drizzle, old worries add new ones.
In the boudoir, I miss my wife alone in the window, thinking that my youth is dying and my wish is hard to come true. Why didn't she frown and worry? Look back at the border. I haven't heard from you for a long time. I want to post a letter, but the Yellow River is too cold to go back, so I can only watch hard in loneliness.
5. After a brief encounter, I have nothing to say and go to the West Building alone.
Five Dynasties: Li Yu
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
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Lonely people are silent and slowly climb up the west building alone. Looking up at the sky, the waning moon is like a hook. The buttonwood trees in the courtyard are lonely, and the deep courtyard is shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors.
It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. This kind of worry about divorce and missing is another flavor in my mind now.
4. Wutong's poems are different from Li Langzhong's and Xue Tao's, and they are even more bleak in wanting to climb the Qinling Mountains.
An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy. Beginning of autumn Liu Hanti scattered jade screen empty, a pillow cool, a fan blowing.
There is nowhere to find the autumn sleep, and the phoenix tree is full moon. In summer, the curtains in Chen Shulan are drawn longer and longer, and there is a fragrant lotus flower in front of the courtyard.
People preach that Lang is under the buttonwood tree, and I wish to be a phoenix. On an autumn night, Chen Wenshu saw the Milky Way at the bottom of the plane blade. When the window was opened, the dew was cold and blue.
The insects on the four walls sound like two rows of geese, and I don't know where to get autumn more. Meng Haoran, Wei Yun's Guanghe, sparse raindrops and phoenix trees.
One by one, I have good control and care. I met Yu without saying a word and went to the west wing alone. The moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the deep courtyard in the clear autumn.
Cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, it is sadness, [don't have a taste in your heart. No one sits in Zhang Lei's yard at night, and the night frost will dissipate first.
Indus is really unwilling to wither, and a few leaves are still audible in the wind.
It seems that there are no special words to describe the plane leaves.
The leaves of buttonwood are as big as palms. Layers of string grow densely, like Guanyin with a thousand hands and like a huge green velvet umbrella.
In spring, those buttonwood trees began to sprout, and the green buds were like small green flowers. The trunk is so thick and straight and the top of the tree is so high. The trunk seems to have peeled off and was illuminated by the sun. Silver is shining with a little gold ... when you walk under the buttonwood, it seems to say, "classmates, spring is coming!" Welcome Spring Girl! "
In summer, the sun is shining. With buttonwood, the scorching sun can only cast spots. Some of these spots are like tigers, some are like clouds, and some are like spiders ... We look at these scenic spots under the buttonwood tree and find them very interesting and cool.
In autumn, the sycamore tree bears many sycamore fruits, and the round fruits have small thorns, like longan. The golden leaves are lined with small brown fruits, which are very beautiful.
In winter, the north wind blows and the buttonwood leaves. Yellow leaves, dancing, keep falling, like golden butterflies, flying in the north wind. The ground is also covered by layers. At this time, we will sweep the leaves together and pile them under the wall. At the campfire party, students lit piles of leaves. The light smoke curled up and the maroon flame jumped up. Dancing light smoke and beating flames reflected on our smiling faces caused us to ponder: buttonwood, buttonwood, how much happiness and expectation you gave us! You once gave us spring, you once gave us shade; Now you burn yourself and give us happiness and warmth.
6. sentences describing the leaves of the buttonwood tree The green leaves of the old buttonwood tree are overwhelming, like clouds floating down from the air.
That little buttonwood tree overcame the cold wind, and tender leaves appeared in the terminal bud, which turned from brown to yellow and soon turned green, like a small hand waving to us. In the sun, the plane leaves stand out. They are brown, like a pair of big green hands guiding people.
When the breeze blows, the sound of "rustling sand" is endless. The plane tree leaves gently sway its petite body and dance on the branches, as if it would fall off carelessly.
It is sometimes like a strong guardian, standing on the branches, not afraid of the wind and rain, which makes people feel shocked. Beautiful sycamore flowers bloom in the drizzle, just like girls in the seeds of love, dancing in the branches and spring.
Looking from a distance, the phoenix tree is as white as snow, pink as chardonnay, with a hint of light purple. To my surprise, at this time, the phoenix tree flowers are dense and compact, and there are no leaves, just crowded away.
A little pale pink and swaying branches give people a hazy beauty. Clusters, clusters, dancing up and down in the sky, like a beautiful girl's skirt, shy and generous, bright and gorgeous, clouds steaming Xia Wei, intoxicating.
"In April, the world is beautiful, and the peasant phoenix tree is released." In spring, those buttonwood trees began to sprout, and the green buds were like small green flowers.
The trunk is so thick and straight and the top of the tree is so high. The trunk seems to have peeled off and was illuminated by the sun. Silver is shining with a little gold ... when you walk under the buttonwood, it seems to say, "classmates, spring is coming!" Welcome Spring Girl! " What a tall plane tree! You sacrificed yourself, but you gave others happiness and convenience! Your spirit will remain in our hearts forever, like a seed taking root and sprouting. In autumn, the sycamore tree bears many sycamore fruits, and the round fruits have small thorns, like longan.
The golden leaves are lined with small brown fruits, which are very beautiful. After the rain, the plane leaves look so green and lovely.
It's like taking a hot bath, full of energy. The dark green leaves danced in the wind and rain, as if they were satisfied with their costumes. Some leaves curl together, just like a little girl's fluffy skirt, showing their beautiful side after the rain.
Some leaves are still rolling a few drops of water. From a distance, it looks like a few sparkling pearls on green jade. It's really wonderful! After the fog, the plane leaves are extremely beautiful. It is as petite as a newborn. There is a thin layer of water mist on the leaves, which gets wet when touched lightly. There are a few drops of water among the leaves. It is as petite as a newborn, with a thin layer of water mist on its leaves. Gently touch, there are a few drops of water in the middle of the leaves. As long as the wind blows, the leaves will shake back and forth, just like the "baby" in the cradle. The wind can't blow, and it can't rain.
Wutongye, like a shy girl, refused to show up. In middle age, buttonwood leaves are half yellow and half green, which is pleasing to the eye.
The leaves of buttonwood are so big that they can cover a person's face. The edge is uneven and the highest point is the sharpest. Generally, a plane tree leaf is 17 cm high and 19 cm wide, which looks like a big fan.
The leaves of buttonwood are as big as palms. Layers of string grow densely, like Guanyin with a thousand hands and like a huge green velvet umbrella.
In spring, those buttonwood trees began to sprout, and the green buds were like small green flowers. The trunk is so thick and straight and the top of the tree is so high. The trunk seems to have peeled off and was illuminated by the sun. Silver is shining with a little gold ... when you walk under the buttonwood, it seems to say, "classmates, spring is coming!" Welcome Spring Girl! " In summer, the sun is shining.
With buttonwood, the scorching sun can only cast spots. Some of these spots are like tigers, some are like clouds, and some are like spiders ... We look at these scenic spots under the buttonwood tree and find them very interesting and cool. In autumn, the sycamore tree bears many sycamore fruits, and the round fruits have small thorns, like longan.
The golden leaves are lined with small brown fruits, which are very beautiful. In winter, the north wind blows and the buttonwood leaves.
Yellow leaves, dancing, keep falling, like golden butterflies, flying in the north wind. The ground is also covered by layers.
At this time, we will sweep the leaves together and pile them under the wall. At the campfire party, students lit piles of leaves.
The light smoke curled up and the maroon flame jumped up. Dancing light smoke and beating flames reflected on our smiling faces caused us to ponder: buttonwood, buttonwood, how much happiness and expectation you gave us! You once gave us spring, you once gave us shade; Now you burn yourself and give us happiness and warmth.
Buttonwood leaves fall on the earth, like flying butterflies; Maple leaves are as red as fire clouds. The leaves of buttonwood are palm-sized and have serrated edges.
There are still a few leaves that haven't fallen. It seems that I don't want to leave my mother's arms and want to' sleep' again. The companion has been rolling on the ground, as if calling for his compatriots! The leaves on the tree are a little greedy, and I want to be taken by Grandpa Feng to play with everyone! A breeze blew, and the leaves took Grandpa Feng's hand and started their happy journey. In late spring, the huge leaves of Indus are covered with branches and treetops, which are dense and beautiful. Buttonwood trees of the same color stand on both sides of the street, like a mighty sentry, guarding the city and deliberately shielding pedestrians from the sun. In winter, the north wind whimpers, and the phoenix tree leaves.
Yellow leaves, dancing, keep falling, like golden butterflies, flying in the north wind. The ground is also covered by layers.
At this time, we will sweep the leaves together and pile them under the wall. At the campfire party, students lit piles of leaves.
The light smoke curled up and the maroon flame jumped up. Dancing light smoke and beating flames reflected on our smiling faces caused us to ponder: buttonwood, buttonwood, how much happiness and expectation you gave us! You once gave us spring, you once gave us shade; Now you burn yourself and give us happiness and warmth.
Buttonwood leaves are like golden crowns, swaying in the branches. Seeing it reminds me of gold.
7. Excerpts from poems describing leaves such as maple leaves, phoenix leaves and ginkgo leaves in autumn. Autumn wind is curling, Dongting waves under the leaves —— Nine Songs of Lady Xiang by Chu Quyuan in the Warring States Period.
There are many fallen leaves in Lu Ting, and we know it is autumn —— Tao Jin Yuanming's "Watching Willow, Wood and Mulberry"
The phoenix tree leaves fall in the shade of the court, and the Zhumen court is locked. I used to work hard and I won't be negative today. -Wei Fu Gong Yuan's title.
The phoenix tree is sad first, and the pine, laurel and frost lean on it and then decline. It is not that the world grows in things, so it makes no difference to be short-lived and fragile. -Pei Yi sent a message directly.
The pavilion is partial to the phoenix, and the square pot is over the aojiang. Riding ginkgo leaves can give flowers and grapes. -"All Tang Poems" Yuan Zhen
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. -"Falling Leaves Return to Roots" Kong Shaoan
The red maple shines on the mountain fire, and the autumn wind hits the tree cold; Never leave the leaves at the right time, and the mountains will be covered with maple red in the coming year. -Hongfeng (Yu Shao)
That night, I saw off guests on Xunyang River, and maple leaves and rushes rustled in autumn-Bai Juyi's pipa trip.
Stop and sit in the maple forest until late at night, and the frost leaves turn red in February-Mutu's mountain road.
Hanging sails in the Ming dynasty, maple leaves falling behind me-nostalgia of Li Bai's "Sleeping under Niuzhu Mountain".
There are thousands of maple leaves, lush foliage, shaded rivers and bridges, and the sails are late —— In Jiangling, I am anxious to send my son back to peace.
I painted the Qinghe River, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves in the evening pavilion-I love the autumn fragrance in Tang Yin.