Ancient poems praise osmanthus fragrans 1
Niaomingjian
(Tang) Wang Wei
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
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Lingyin Temple (Excerpt)
(Tang) Song Wenzhi
Look at the sea, the door is facing the tide in Zhejiang.
In the middle of the month, laurel trees fall and fragrant clouds float outside.
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Dreamed of the south bank
(Tang) Bai Juyi
Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit?
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Gui from Lushan Mountain (excerpt)
(Tang) Bai Juyi
In the middle of the month, the roots are in the sky.
The wind rises around the moon and blows to the earth.
Five ancient poems praising osmanthus fragrans
Watching the moon on fifteen nights
(Tang) Wang Jian
Bai Shu cheered in the atrium,
Coody Leng silent wet osmanthus.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope,
I wonder whose house Qiu Si belongs to?
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Wang Haichao in the southeast of Shengxing.
(Song) Liu Yong
Southeast Xingsheng, Wusan City and Qiantang have been prosperous since ancient times, with hundreds of thousands of people painting bridges and wind curtains and green curtains.
Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, and the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. The city is full of jewels, and every household in Luo Qi is competing for beauty.
Thick lakes overlap and are clear. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus.
A thousand riders have high teeth. Drunk to listen to the flute and drum, enjoy the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.
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Partridge sky dim light corpus luteum soft.
(Song) Li Qingzhao
The faint yellow corpus luteum is soft, and the traces of love are far away, only fragrant. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower
Ding Mei is jealous, chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. A poet can be heartless in thought, but he got nothing in those days.
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Yonggui
(Song) Yang Wanli
It's not a human species. It moved here from the middle of the month.
A little Leng Xiang, blowing all over the mountain.
Feelings.
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osmanthus flowers
(Song) Zhu
Playing the west wind makes all kinds of incense, and autumn is very busy for Iraq.
Under a book window, people and flowers are fragrant.
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Yan Yonggui (excerpt)
(Song) Zhu
Graceful rock, sweet-scented osmanthus at the end of the year.
The leaves are dense and green, and the flowers are yellow.