What are the poems praising "morning glory"?

1. Dead Hua Lian, leaning against a dangerous building, the wind is fine.

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence. (Lan Tong Lan)

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

2. Look for flowers by the river. sixth

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

3. Flowers are not flowers

Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi

Say it's flowers, not flowers, say it's fog? Not fog.

It came in the middle of the night and left at dawn.

When did a short and beautiful spring dream come?

When they leave, they are like clouds in the morning.

4. Huaying

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

The pavilion on the pavilion is another floor. I have asked the children to clean it several times, but how can the flower shadow be swept away?

In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again. (But teach one: teach again)

5. Sauvignon Blanc is like a flower.

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Flowers are like Iraq, and Liu is like Iraq. Flowers and willows leave young people. Bow your head and cry.

The Yangtze River flows eastward and grows in Jiangxi. Yuanyang flies on both sides of the strait. When shall we meet?