Poetry about plum blossoms:
Plum plum blossoms by Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossom branches in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Miscellaneous Poems by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
You come from your hometown, so you should know the affairs of your hometown. Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?
Bu Suanzi. Ode to Plum Blossoms
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I will let everyone be jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Lin Hejing, Tang Dynasty
All the flowers are swaying and the beauty is noisy, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the white butterfly is like a knowing soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don’t need to be good at sealing gold bottles.
Snowy plum blossoms
Song Dynasty·Lu Meipo
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet spent money on commentaries. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a poem about plum blossoms
Wang Anshi
Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow on the roadside.
When he recalled the old days of Nanmo in Fengcheng, it was difficult for Xiang Yao to come with the post envoy.
Recalling Plum Blossoms
Li Shangyin
Stand at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
In mid-November, plum blossoms can be seen in Fufengjie
Li Shangyin
The pavilions on the road are beautiful and fragrant at times. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost.
Giving a hand that is far away and empty, but hurting and leaving a broken heart. For whom is it a morning show? Don't wait for the new year to be fragrant
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1 -)
Lu You
I heard the plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze, and the snow piles were all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2)
The branches in the deep valley can be farther north, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 3)
The wind blows louder when the snow blows, but the integrity of the flower is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.
Early Plum Blossoms
Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie
Welcome spring so it blooms early, and you don’t mind the cold alone. Afraid of falling flowers, no one cares to look at them.
Jiangmei
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The plum blossoms are broken in the front, and there are more plum blossoms in the later years. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about?
Snow trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples. The hometown cannot be seen, Wuxiu is gloomy and craggy.
Early Plum Blossoms
Tang·Qiji
Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but the solitary roots are warm and alone. In the deep snow in the former village, a branch bloomed last night.
The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a look at the beautiful scenery. Next year, as expected, Yingchun Terrace will be released first.
Miscellaneous chants
Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
I have seen the plum blossoms blooming and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps.
Recalling Plum Blossoms
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Stand at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
Plum on the River
Wang Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Suddenly I saw a cold plum tree with flowers blooming on the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker.
Ting Mei Yong Sends Someone
Tang Dynasty·Liu Yuxi
Early flowers often suffer from cold, and complex fruits are often bitter and sour. Why is it that on a spring day, you are sitting in the dark mood?
Yao Tao smiled steadily, and the wandering prostitute was willing to look back! When you ask about adjusting the golden tripod, you realize that it is difficult to make the right taste.
Plum Blossoms
Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty
The calyx contains snow for the first time, so it is difficult to draw it alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossoms
Yu Xin of the Tang Dynasty
On the half of the twelfth lunar month of that year, the plum blossoms were already in bloom. If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.
The trees are moving, the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold. If I had known I couldn't find him, I would have regretted wearing the clothes.
Looking for plum blossoms in the snow
Xiao Gang of the Tang Dynasty
I was surprised that the plum blossoms were late, and I came to see them in the snow. The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see.
Both are ashamed to show their wrists, and give in to each other because their waists are weak. You should also cut and pick the beard, and learn two or three techniques.
Plum Blossoms
Tang·Jiang Weihan
There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall, and today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one get in the spring scenery?
Plum blossoms
Song Dynasty·Chen Liang
The jade is sparse and thin, and the small calyx is a little pearly. One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later.
If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in snow. The jade flute should be played three times, Dong Junzheng advocated.
Winter Miscellaneous
Song Dynasty·Zhang Lei
The body of the empty mountain is about to grow old, but the old age will come back. The willows are sad every year, and the plum blossoms are everywhere sad.
The green vegetables have short nails, and the red wax-spotted flowers bloom. No matter how there is ice and snow, the east wind returns day and night.
Meet Yang Gongji Plum Blossoms Again
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Mo Xiangshuang has not yet opened his morning grudges, and will destroy each other day and night. A new flower contains wind and dew, just like waiting for the moon in the west chamber.
Gift of plum blossoms on the ridge
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
When the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the white flowers will bloom, and no one who passes by will come. If you don’t taste the green plums and make wine, you should watch the drizzle to ripen the yellow plums.
Mo Mei
Song Dynasty·Zhu Xi
In the dream, the Qingjiang River is drunk with the fragrance of ink, and the branches are thin and frosty with cold pistils. Now there is no need to ask about the white, black, and muddy colors. Let’s make the makeup of the world.
Inscribed on Yang Buzhi's painting
Song Dynasty·Lou Yao
Plum blossoms are often seen as if the pen is like a god, while pines and bamboos are even more realistic. Hundreds of flowers and thousands of flowers are all friends, but Suihan only sees these three people.
Snowy plums
Song Dynasty Lu Meipo
Plums without snow are not spiritual, and snow without plums is vulgar. Sunset poems are filled with snow all day long, which is very fragrant when combined with plum blossoms.
From Zhang Zhongmou, beg of winter plum blossoms
Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian
The wild plum blossoms grow behind Wenjun Temple, and the fragrant honey dyes them into palace-like yellow. I don't want to fold it to cover my old eyes, I want to see the spring scenery in the pond.
Wind and rain send spring back, and flying snow welcomes spring. There are already hundreds of feet of ice on the cliff, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches. Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only reports that spring has come. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs among the bushes!
Poetry about bamboo:
Shuangyun Pavilion
Song Dynasty Su Shi
The new bamboo can’t be restrained, and the Chanjuan is already cold. posture.
To see the hint of frost, you have to wait for the autumn wind to fall.
Yu Qianseng Luyunxuan
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
I would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo.
No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar.
Those who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.
Evening Scenery of the Spring River in Huichong
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo,
A duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is covered with wormwood and the reed buds are short,
It is the time when the pufferfish is about to come.
North window bamboo and stone
Tang Bai Juyi
A piece of stone and several poles of green bamboo.
If you have feelings for me, you still don’t see enough.
Under the north window of Kuang Lin, you are close to Xitangqu.
The wind blows away the clear air, and the moss rain is slightly green.
If you have a wife, you will grow old, but if you have no children, you will be alone.
Don’t cover your windows at night, let the river stay with you.
Farewell to Bamboo on the Bridge
Tang Bai Juyi
Bamboo bursting across the bridge does not follow the path, which may cause damage to pedestrians.
I feel ashamed that I have little love, and I don’t want to teach you how to be like Gantang.
Bamboo above the pond
Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Through the fence and around the house, there are green meanders, and half of the ten acres of leisurely residence is the pond.
After eating and sleeping in the window, my feet are light and walking alone in the forest.
Water is my friend because of its light nature, and bamboo is my teacher when it relieves a weak heart.
Why spend so much time in this world searching for someone close to you?
Two Songs of Playing with Pine and Bamboo
Tang Bai Juyi
The dragon and the snake hide in the great marsh, and the elk swim in the abundant grass.
The phoenix lives in Wu, and the lurking fish is happy in the algae.
I also love my house, and I enjoy my way in the house.
Pine in the front and cultivate bamboo in the back. You can lie down until you grow old.
Everyone clings to his own place and does not know what others are good for.
Sit in front of the front eaves, lie in front of the north window.
The bamboos on the windows are full of wind and the pine trees on the eaves are beautiful.
The deep thoughts unite, and the worldly thoughts cease with fate.
Although I am ruthless to you, I will gain something from you.
They are intellectually similar, so there is no need to move or plant them.
Bamboo in the East Tower
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The east tower of Xiaosa City is surrounded by many bamboos.
Ten thousand poles are so dense and white powder seals the sapphire.
I rolled up the curtain to sleep for the first time, but I couldn’t see enough when I laid on the pillow.
The shadow turns into color and enters the building, and the bed mat becomes green.
There are no guests in the empty city, and the night is quiet and lonely.
I won’t come back upstairs at night, so I’ll stay here with you.
My husband Linghu of Bianzhou planted bamboos in the county...
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Liang Yuan was famous for its bamboo cultivation in the old days, but when the garden was abandoned, the bamboos disappeared. born.
Thousands of acres of desolation have not been found, but hundreds of new green trees have been planted.
When you open the wall, you will see new excitement at first sight, and when the window is quiet, you will hear a different feeling.
Tobacco leaves are shrouded in the night, and the wind branches rustle with the sound of autumn.
The view from the top of the building is particularly impressive, as tens of millions of people don’t have one.
Title Li Ciyun Window Bamboo
Tang Bai Juyi
There is no need to cut it into a phoenix tube or a fishing rod.
After the thousands of flowers and grasses have withered, they are left to watch in the snow.
In front of the small bridge, Hsinchu welcomes guests
Tang Bai Juyi
Yanjia Xiaohong Bridge, white house with low eaves. There is nothing in front of the bridge, there are new bamboos.
The skin is opened and the brown brocade is exposed, and the sapphire is exposed. Jun Cui is delicious, but pink frost is unbearable to touch.
The sound of idle chanting has not stopped, and the playfulness is hard to satisfy. Control the wind and smoke well, and bully the grass and trees lightly.
Who can have a moonlit night to accompany me in the forest? Pour a cup for you and sing the song of bamboo branches wildly.
New Bamboo Planting
Tang Bai Juyi
Zuoyi is not feeling well, and the autumn grass grows behind closed doors.
Why entertain the wild? Plant more than 100 bamboo stems.
Seeing the color of this stream reminds me of the love in the mountains.
Sometimes when I have time off from official duties, I walk around the fence all day long.
Don’t say that the roots are not yet solid, and don’t say that the Yin is not yet established.
I feel that there is a little bit of clarity in the courtyard.
I love lying near the window, listening to the sound of branches in the autumn wind.
Poetry on Eating Bamboo Shoots
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
This is the hometown of bamboo, and the valley is full of spring bamboo shoots;
The mountain man folds the full handle, Come to the morning market.
Yong Bamboo (Qi. Xie Tiao)
A clump of bamboo in front of the window is so green and unique.
The southern branches meet the northern leaves, and the new shoots are mixed with old branches.
The moonlight is sparse and dense, and the wind is rising and falling.
The green guard flies out of the way, but the yellow mouth peeks at each other.
But I hate that the roots and plants grow apart from each other.
Bamboo (Liang. Liu Xiaoxian)
Bamboo grows in the open field, and the clouds tower over the sky.
No one appreciates high integrity, only one's own chastity.
The shame stained the Xiang concubine's tears, and she was ashamed to enter the palace harp.
Whoever makes the flute should sing the dragon's tune.
There are tender bamboos in front of the steps (Chen. Zhang Zhengjian)
The green clouds form clumps on their own, and the light flowers and tender bamboo shoots are about to soar into the sky.
The curved and horizontal branches are often untied, and the leaves are sparse and the wind is strong.
If you want to know the place where you can become a dragon by holding a knot, you should go to Gepi on the mountain road.
Yong Bamboo (Tang Dynasty. Li Qiao)
The Chujiang River is high and the beauty is full of dawn.
The white flowers shake the shadow of the wind, and the Qing Festival moves the dragon text.
The leaves sweep the southeast sun, and the branches carry the northwest clouds.
Who knows that on the Xiang River, I shed tears and miss you alone.
More than 100 poems of bamboo planted on the left side of the Junzhai (Tang Dynasty. Linghu Chu)
Bamboo was planted by the north window of the Zhaiju, and the newly opened plain wall reflects the fresh green flowers.
The green color is close to the medicine place, and the green shade is as deep as lying in front of the curtain.
The wind shocks the leaves at dawn, as if hearing rain, and the spring branches seem to carry smoke when the moon passes.
My heart paused as I recalled the mountains, and retired to sit idle in front of Chanjuan.
Bamboos in the White Sand Pavilion in Autumn (Tang Dynasty. Xu Hun)
The fluffy snow and frost, and the dense green are different from those in Hunan.
The sparse shadow of the moon moves on the wall, and the cold sound of the wind fills the hall.
Autumn comes earlier for rolling curtains, and the nights for high pillows are longer.
I suddenly remembered Qinxi Road, thousands of poles are now cold.
The first bamboo shoots were eaten and presented in a seat (Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty)
The tender bamboo shoots had just emerged from the forest, and the price in the mausoleum was as heavy as gold.
In the imperial capital, there are countless people on land and sea, and they can't bear to cut an inch of gold from Ling Yun.
Yong Bamboo (Zheng Gu, Tang Dynasty)
It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind, and it blows the pine trees in the water and hidden villages.
I moved Xiao Sao from the distant temple, washed it, and saw the front peak.
Moss invades the steps and bursts out spring buds, and the path around the path is covered with mild summer shade.
It is falsely accused that apricot flowers have many emotions, and several branches are clad in green, so they are compatible.
Bamboo Wind (Tang Yanqian, Tang Dynasty)
The bamboos reflect the wind and the windows are tilted several times, --- people sit and think about the endless thoughts.
When night comes, dreams of rivers and lakes are left behind, all of which are made of dry sounds like dili flowers.
Bamboo in the mountains in spring (said by Pei of the Tang Dynasty)
Several green bamboo poles resemble dragon shapes, and they are steep and tall.
Infinite wild flowers cannot bloom, and the cold color in the middle of the mountain competes with spring.
Ode to Bamboo (Zhang Bi, Tang Dynasty)
The trees are full of colors and the leaves are blooming, and the kings and grandsons are not tired of filling the courtyard.
No one can see Lingshuang at the end of the festival, and I am waiting humbly for the phoenix to come.
Who allows romance to add joy and self-pity to the dust.
There are many idle areas everywhere in Zhumen, just like moving clouds to caress the green moss.
Shuangyun Pavilion (Song Dynasty, Su Shi)
The new bamboo basket cannot be restrained, and Chanjuan is already old and cold.
To see the hint of frost, you have to wait for the autumn wind to fall.
Everything in the Garden (Song Dynasty, Su Che)
Bamboo does not grow in cold areas, although it often looks like a disease.
The root of the plant is hidden in a dark place, but the leaves are so fierce when they open.
Chanjuan looks like ice and snow, scattered by the wind and sun.
Prosperity can be seen in solitary depths, and one person is the enemy of thousands of hectares.
It reminds me of the towering forests and cliffs on the river.
In the absence of wind, the bamboo basket floats by itself, and the wind sings along the deserted path.
Hsinchu (Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli)
The east wind cleverly repairs the remaining mountains, and adds several poles of jade in one night.
Half-undressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring.
Ode to East Lake Hsinchu (Song Dynasty, Lu You)
Insert thorns and weave fences to protect them, and cultivate the cold green ripples.
Autumn comes first as the breeze sweeps over the earth, and the red sun travels until noon.
When I untied the bamboo basket, I heard the sound of rustling, and when I put it down, I saw the leaves for the first time.
I want to come here frequently when I have free time, and I still follow my pillow mat wherever I go.
Wild Bamboo (Wuzhen, Yuan Dynasty)
Wild Bamboo is absolutely lovely, with sparse branches and leaves that look real.
I have always stayed far away from Jingzhen, walking along cliffs and crossing stone paths.
Embracing the river of Jieshan Mountain humbly, the breeze is whirling in the white moon.
What will happen if the cold shoots are thousands of feet away? There is a lot of wind and smoke in Qi'ao, Weichuan River.
Song of New Bamboo Shoots (Yue Dai, Ming Dynasty)
The forest is full of yellow birds singing, and the new bamboo shoots are among the people in the forest.
The spring breeze stalks the mountain rabbit behind closed doors, and the dew drops in the day scare the bamboo rooster.
Spring has passed for three days in the rain, and I added a few more flowers near the stone bed.
The heads of the competing generals are pointed towards the blue clouds, regardless of the broken green moss in front of the steps.
Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty. Zheng Xie)
Stand firmly on the green mountains and not relax, the roots are still in the broken rocks.
After countless hardships, I am still strong, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south.
Bamboo (Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie)
One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves.
Since I don’t bloom, I don’t want to attract bees and butterflies.
Bamboo
Li He of the Tang Dynasty
When entering the water, the light moves, and the green shadows appear in spring.
The bamboo shoots are growing in the dew, and the moss color is frosty on the roots.
The weaving can bear the fragrance and sweat, and the planting is worthy of fishing for cotton scales.
Verses about chrysanthemums:
Chrysanthemums:
[Chrysanthemum Rhyme]--Li Shiguang--
Autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers, Write about the sunset without exhausting romance; I pick up random sentences at random, and their innate charm has reached thousands of homes.
[Autumn Sound]--Fengzi--
There is a piece of gold in front of the steps under the corridor, and the sound of fragrance wafts over the tourists. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is connected with ancient and modern times.
[Chrysanthemum of Jucheng]--Wang Ruting--
The image of the lion and the dragon flew into the sky, once again glorious and powerful! The alleys and streets are full of fragrance, and the chrysanthemums on the desks are blooming in September.
Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu":
Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang.
Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju":
The orchids on the steps condense in the summer frost, and the chrysanthemums on the banks shine in the morning light. The dew is thick and the smile is bright, the wind is light and the fragrance is lingering.
The thin leaves are light green, and the round flowers are bright yellow. Still as beautiful as she is today, she will be beautiful again after remarrying.
"Nine Days in Yun'an" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty:
The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches. The number of old pickers changes frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows.
"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty:
One night of new frost covered the tiles, and the new plantains were broken by the lotus. Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn.
"Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.
"Chrysanthemum" by Wu Lulei of the Tang Dynasty
Charming golden skirt and fair skin. I know that the time is very different, and it seems to be the same as the cold season.
I can’t bear to fall to the ground, but I would rather die if I hold on to my skills.
"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Dark lavender, melting yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
Whenever it is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall.
"Zhaochang Hanju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The light muscles and weak bones disperse the delicate flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds. If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
"Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden house in front shines on the sand. There are few girls in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
"Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The fragrant yellow flowers are unique and unique, but the technique of pairing the chrysanthemums with flowers during the Double Ninth Festival is wrong. After a late start, I saw Ling Shuangcao more and more, making it laughable for children to say that it was out of date.
"Remnant Chrysanthemum" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty
The scattered golden pistils do not change their fragrance even though they are withered. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, and you can still see the clear wine from the car.
"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty
The native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening. I would rather hold the fragrant branches until they grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.
Jin·Yuan Haowen's "Ode to October Chrysanthemum"
Qiuxiang used to be in the poetry of poets, but now it is passed down to busy people in the late festival. If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.
"Chrysanthemum" by Shen Zhou of Ming Dynasty
When autumn is full, flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedge, but they meet with prosperity from indifference. There is fragrance in the doorway of the west wind, except the Tao family to my home.
"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Things have always come from different families. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? Chrysanthemums bloom in a land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums blooming in spring.
"Chrysanthemums" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty
The three paths of the hometown are covered with secluded bushes, and frost falls in the blue sky one night. Visitors who have not returned from the end of the world have used the fence to watch the autumn breeze.
"Appreciating Chrysanthemums" by Dong Biwu
There are more than a hundred famous species of chrysanthemums, and the flowers bloom beautifully. The outside of the garden is pale in autumn, but the mood of spring is swirling before my eyes.
Who is responsible for the merit of creation? Hard-working and intelligent. Enjoy your heart and invite guests to enjoy your life; sing and enjoy it to prolong your life.
"Autumn Ju" by Chen Yi
Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of the frost, but the wind and frost are full of evil. It is cold-resistant by nature, but nothing can be done about wind and frost!
The chrysanthemum poem in "A Dream of Red Mansions" is a masterpiece. Please appreciate the chrysanthemum poem in the Red Mansion Art Garden
Recalling the Chrysanthemum
Looking at the west wind and feeling depressed, Polygonum The red reed is white and the heart is broken. There is no trace of the empty fence in the old garden in autumn. The thin moon and the clear frost make the dream clear.
Thinking about it and returning to Yanyuan, only a few people sit and listen to the evening anvil. Whoever takes pity on me because of my yellow flower disease can express my condolences that I will meet again on the Double Ninth Festival.
----Heng Wujun
Visit Ju
Try to take a leisurely trip while the frost is clear, and don’t leave the wine glass and medicine cup flooded. Who grows it under the moon before the frost? Where is the autumn outside the fence?
The wax clogs come from afar and are in love, but the cold chanting is not enough. If the yellow flower takes pity on the poet, don't bear the burden of leaning on the head of the staff today.
---- Mr. Yihong
Planting chrysanthemums
I brought my hoe to the autumn garden and planted it beside the fence in front of the garden. It rained unexpectedly last night, but today there is still frost.
Reciting thousands of autumn poems in the cold, getting drunk with a glass of cold wine. The springs are irrigated and sealed with mud to protect them diligently, so that I know the diameter of the well and keep away the dust.
----Master Yihong
Chrysanthemums
Moving from other nurseries is more precious than gold, one trace is light and the other is deep. Ketou sat beside the shady fence, hugging his knees and chanting in the cool fragrance.
There is no king in the world, but it seems that I am the only one who knows everything! Don't live up to the fleeting autumn light, but rather cherish every inch of sunshine.
----Old friend of Zhenxia
Offering chrysanthemums
Playing the piano and drinking wine is a joy for the couple, and several cases of Tingting embellish the quiet. Separately, the incense is spread out in three paths, and the person who throws the book is facing an autumn branch.
The frost clears the paper tent to bring new dreams, and the cold sun sets in the garden to recall old travels. The pride of the world is also because of the same smell, the spring breeze does not drown the peaches and plums.
----Old Friend of Zhenxia
Yong Chrysanthemum
The rogue poetry demon invades at dusk, and the sound is lost in silence as he walks around the fence and pulls the rocks. The luck of the millimeter is written in the frost, and the fragrance in the corner of the mouth is chanting to the moon.
The paper is full of self-pity and resentment. Who can explain the autumn heart in a few words? Since Tao Ling Pingzhang, it has been said through the ages to this day.
----Concubine Xiaoxiang
Painting chrysanthemums
I don’t know how to be mad when I write poetry, how can it be a contest of painting and drawing? The gathered leaves are splashed with thousands of dots of ink, and the gathered flowers are dyed with a few traces of frost.
The light and dense fragrance of Shenhui Fengqianying escapes the fragrance of autumn. Don't waste time picking things up on the east fence, or chatting on the screen to comfort yourself during the Double Ninth Festival.
----Hengwu Jun
Ask the Chrysanthemum
If you want to know about the autumn mood, which no one knows, you murmur with your hands behind your back and knock on the east fence: I am alone and proud of the world. Who hides? Is it too late to bloom?
How lonely is the dew in the garden and the frost in the garden? Can Honggui's cricket disease cause lovesickness? If you don't want to talk about anything in the world, why not explain it for a while.
----Concubine Xiaoxiang
Hairpin chrysanthemum
I am busy planting bottles for fences every day, so I never recognize the makeup in the mirror. Mr. Chang'an is addicted to flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is a drunkard.
The short temples are stained with cold dew, and the fragrant kerchief is stained with autumn frost. High emotions are not in the eyes of people at the time, and he claps his hands and laughs on the roadside.
- ---Jiao Xia Ke
Chrysanthemum shadow
Autumn light overlaps one after another, sneaking into the three paths. The sparse lights on the windows depict the far and near, and the moonlight locks are exquisite through the sieves of the fence.
The cold fragrance lingers and the soul should stay, but the frost seal conveys the divine dream but it is empty. Don't step on the cherished secret fragrance to break it. Who can recognize the hazy eyes when you are drunk?
----Old Friend of Zhenxia
Chrysanthemum Dream
Having a deep sleep in the autumn beside the fence, the clouds and the moon are indistinguishable. To ascend to immortality is not to admire Zhuang, but to look for Tao Lingmeng in recalling the past.
When I fall asleep, I follow the wild goose, and when I wake up, I am annoyed by the cries of crickets. Who can I complain to when I wake up: The decaying grass and cold smoke have endless love!
---Concubine Xiaoxiang
Remnant chrysanthemum
The dew and frost are gradually falling, and the feast has just passed the light snow. The pedicle has a lingering fragrance of gold and is indifferent, but the branches have no whole leaves and green leaves.
The moon is falling on the bed, and the cicadas are sick, and the wild geese are late in the cold clouds thousands of miles away. We will meet again next year when the autumn wind tells us, don't miss us when we break up for the time being!
Encountering Zhang Jiuling
The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus is bright and clear in autumn.
Happy for this business, it’s a festive season.
Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there.
The grass and trees have their own intention, so why ask for the beauty.
Nine Songs to Honor Qu Yuan
When the ceremony is completed, the drums will be played, and the ballet will be used to dance;
The young girl advocates beauty and beauty;
< p>Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums will last forever.Ancient Yuefu Han Dynasty Anonymous
Orchid grass is naturally fragrant,
Grown beside the avenue.
If you have to work for eight or nine months,
you will have to pay the salary.
Nineteen Ancient Poems by Anonymous Han Dynasty
A bamboo grows slowly and takes root in Mount Tai.
I am newly married to you, and my rabbit silk is attached to my daughter Luo.
When the Rabbit is born, it will be a good time for the couple.
Getting married thousands of miles away, across the mountains.
Thinking of you makes you grow old, how late is the car?
The cymbidium orchid that hurts it contains heroic glory.
If you don’t pick it out of season, the grass will wither in autumn.
Jun Liang holds high integrity, so what should I do with a lowly concubine?
Nineteen Ancient Poems by Anonymous Han Dynasty
Wading across the river to pick hibiscus, there are many fragrant grasses in the orchids.
Who do you want to leave behind? Thoughts are far away.
I still look back at my old hometown, the long road is long and vast.
We share the same heart but live apart, and we end up in sorrow.
New Tree Orchid Huipa Han Anonymous
New Tree Orchid Huipa,
Miscellaneous Du Heng grass.
Collect its flowers in the morning,
It will not be full in the evening.
Who do you want to leave behind?
My thoughts are far away.
Fragrance is easy to fade away,
Prosperity will wither.
What to say in despair,
The wind sends me into my arms.
Autumn Wind Ci Liu Che
The autumn wind blows and white clouds fly,
The grass and trees turn yellow and the wild geese return south.
The orchids are beautiful and the chrysanthemums are fragrant.
We cannot forget the beauty we have in our hearts.
The floating boat is coming to the Fen River,
The floating waves are flowing in the middle.
The flutes and drums are singing, and the music is singing.
There is great joy but much sadness.
How can you be young and old?
Poetry of Disease and Evil Zhao Yi
It is suitable for many powerful people,
The saliva becomes a pearl by itself.
Being brown and pregnant with gold and jade,
lanhui turned into cud.
Although a wise man is enlightened alone,
he is trapped in a group of fools.
Everyone should keep his or her share,
Don’t run in the air again.
What a pity, what a pity,
This is my destiny!
Autumn Hu Xing Cao Pi
During the period of the dynasty and the beauty, they never come day or night. If you don’t taste the delicious food, you will stop drinking the wine.
Send a message to the birds and tell me that I can't. The orchids are bent down, and the cinnamon branches are tied up.
If the beautiful woman is not here, what will happen to the knot? Where did you come from?
It is in Dahuiyu. If the spirit is like a word, it will be a pearl.
I look forward to it, but I hesitate every step.
If the beautiful woman doesn’t come, why bother?
Room Thoughts by Xu Qian
The miserable season is over, and the orchid leaves are withering again.
I sigh deeply, you comfort me.
Tossing and turning, it’s such a long night.
Climb out of the house and look up at the Three Stars.
I hate myself for failing to achieve my goals, and my tears are like a fountain.
Love Poems by Zhang Hua
Wandering around the wild places, I am standing alone and carefree.
Lanhui is bordered by a clear canal, and the bustling city is shaded by lush greenery.
The beauty is no longer here, who wants to take it?
The nest is aware of the wind and cold, and the cave is aware of the rain.
Having never been far away from each other, how can I know how to admire my husband and wife?
Recruiting hermits Zuo Si
The stick policy recruits hermits, and the desolate road crosses ancient and modern times.
The cave has no structure, but there is a singing harp in the hill.
The white clouds stop at the Yin Gang, and the red flowers shine in the Yanglin.
Shiquan washes Qiongyao, and its scales may float or sink.
Not necessarily silk and bamboo, but the landscape has a clear sound.
Why wait for the roaring songs? The bushes sing sadly.
Autumn chrysanthemums and grains are planted, and the brocades are heavy among the orchids.
I am so hesitant that I feel tired and want to give my hairpin a try.
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