Poems about plum blossoms are written on fans. What poems can be written on the fan?
1 Mountain Home
Yuan Dynasty: Liu Yin
The horseshoe treads on the water, and the drunken sleeve reveals the wind.
It is strange to see the children looking out, and the sound of birds leads me to my home in the mountains.
2. Xiaogushan
Song Dynasty: Xie Fangde
People say this is Haimen Pass, with boundless sea eyes.
Heaven and earth occasionally leave a column of incense, and Jiangshan has this obstacle.
As powerful as a warrior's enemy battlefield and as dangerous as a lonely priest's last days.
Tomorrow I will climb to the top, and I will look at the universe with a broad mind.
3. "Good things are coming, let the boat go home."
Song dynasty: Lu you
From Bigang, take a boat, and in the evening, stop at Sanhuazhou to prepare for the night. The color of the Baiping River on both sides of the river makes the boats seem to be stained with a layer of green.
As long as there is wine, it is home. Anyway, you can eat all year round. After waiting all night, the next day was a smooth flow and random drifting, whether in the south or north of the Yangtze River.
4. The Unknown East
Pre-Qin Dynasty: Anonymous
There is no dawn in the east, and clothes are put on. Clothes make pants make clothes, and the public makes me anxious.
The east has not yet revealed the morning light, and the clothes are upside down. Pants are made of clothes and pants, and the public gave me an alarm.
The broken wicker fence glared fiercely at the real bully. No matter day or night, the evildoer will never be late.
5. "Pinghu Lecailing People's Language Separates Autumn Smoke"
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Yun
Lingcairen's ci poems are separated by autumn smoke, and the waves are as quiet as horizontal practice.
Start with the scenery, don't flow, linger, draw a boat and smile at the spring breeze.
Jiangshan believes in beauty, not my land. When is the year of reunification?
2. Poetry and songs about fans.
White feather fan
Tang Bai Juyi
Plain colors are natural colors, and circles are tailor-made for workmanship. Whispering like a pine and floating like a crane.
There is no snow in midsummer and no wind all year round. Hold Anthony wong in your hand and hide the moon in your arms.
The tail spot of the swim bladder is not dead, and the mallow is different. Who said relative, thin white beard Weng.
fan
Tangliqiao
Zhai Yu's time-honored brand, Pu Kui's value is not light. Bloom didn't have a full face and her voice was thin.
The weather is warm and windy, and the autumn moon is bright. If you have the same heart, you can give it.
fan
Don
Bao fan enters the forbidden palace, and I send flowers to move the fragrance.
Heng E must descend by clouds, not all night in the middle of the month.
Draw peony on the fan
Tangluoyin
Build a ladder that loves the red side and teach people to paint the future on fans.
The leaves are jagged, long with colored pens, and flowers bloom in the breeze.
A few shakes have stopped the butterfly, and frequent shaking is not afraid of losing berries.
Rooted without land, such as the fairy laurel, some people suspect that Heng E planted it on the moon.
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Donskontu
When Jane meets again in autumn, don't give up her donation. Yiyi is just looking back on her old friend.
Sometimes the pool can cover the sun, and a few cicadas can bear in the frost forest.
Forever broken fan
Tangtangyi
The wheel is like a bright moon, and Luo is like a thin cloud.
There is no reason to hide your smile, before the autumn wind.
Sad bowl rice
Don Wei Wu Ying
It's not an autumn festival, but a change of goodwill.
No more people are hiding, and the Committee is cold and empty.
You can never do what you say. Darkness will make sales shine.
Ancient fan
Don Xiang Si
Yesterday, I decided to capture Javert, but suddenly I opposed the autumn festival.
The cold dust envies the daughter of the king of Qin, and the cool temple pampers the princess Han.
Like the old moon, the face is red, and the wind stops moving the musk deer clothes.
Thousands of bleak people, Mo Yu covered her tears at that time.
Yongshan
Tang xuqiu
In order to make Yutang full of coolness, every kiss will be unforgettable.
Frost and snow know where, and deeds come and go.
Once accompanied by a bottle near a small threshold, it covered the cloister for a few days.
If there is autumn wind in the Han Palace, who believes how many lines of tears Ban Ji has?
Forever broken fan
Tang Yangling
The powder fell out of the bed and was discarded, but the dust was still alive and still there.
If you are the first, you will be very sad.
A model word representing autumn
Tangzhenggu
I hate that he exposed himself to the imperial court. When it is hot, the world knows his friends.
Sweating, ungrateful in the middle of the night.
A mountain stream has been damaged, and a few lines have been invaded by dust.
After the green locust melts with the yin, you will never find it again.
Step 3 write plum blossom poems
Yongmei, the operator, broke the bridge outside the post. He was very lonely.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. North Korea and the United States have not entered the juvenile court, and they are speechless and desolate.
Wandering life, very cold. At the end of the river, new poems and old dreams are lonely and hateful.
No matter the spring breeze, I once knew the East Emperor first. It is said that plum blossoms are full of fragrance and snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? On the north slope, a plum blossom has been growing for a long time. Beginning of spring put on a play every day and went to the hillside to look for plum blossoms, but when it withered, it suddenly saw a flower.
The longevity medicine of Guanghan Palace can cure the cold soul. The bamboo fence does not cover the fish, and ten thousand plum blossoms fly away.
I am happy to patrol the eaves and laugh, but I am sad to return to the water. The moon is empty, and current events do not exist.
Love has existed since ancient times, so don't blame your tears on your clothes before respecting us. There is no bright moon in the world, as long as the green hills are playing.
No magpies stand in the cold forest, but monks return to the water side. The simulated plum blossom is like Redmi, which has infinite fragrance.
When will you come to the nose? Stay for a few frosts. Xun Mei, the village of Wangshi in the south of the city, has dried up the pool with leaves and houses are surrounded by hedges.
Poor plum is in court, and no one knows about it. Loneliness is finally fragrant and quiet.
Snow spots are covered with green moss and scattered in Shaner Banner. I don't need sunshine when I come, just a light rain.
When the wind blows, you will be sad, and at dusk you will lean on the branches. This year, there are four poems written by Laozi in Xun Mei, south of the city, and the scenery is boiled into silk.
Spring in Qingyang Palace comes early, and the first plum blossom has already bloomed. On the gloomy river, the snow is about to fly, and the bamboo fence covers the moss.
No one said anything when I was sad. I came back with plum blossom as my companion. In the dark village, ask for a plum flower.
Cold life is not evil, but Song blew the river garden too much. The ancient beauty of plum blossoms, flowers can be screened.
As soon as she appeared in front of Gu Mei, Mei also fell into a mortal realm. The overlapping moss is dizzy, and the Yao angle is pale.
Who drew water from the ancient stream and raised this dusty face? Therefore, there are at most two trees in Shubieyuan, which is located in the 15 th and 16 th miles southwest of Chengdu. Mei Long, passed down from generation to generation, wrote a poem when he first arrived in Shu. From then on, he often came to this place, and he gave Ding You a poem. In November, I also sent plum to the western suburbs, and the days passed like flies. In other words, today's decline is a hundredfold, and the past does not forget the future.
Shu Wang's old garden has been plowed all over, and thousands of snowdrifts are scattered. The dream of the Pearl Tower Jade Palace is broken, and the adherents of Moody mourn.
The two dragons lay motionless without flying away, their scales fell off and the berries were covered. When the spirit meets the snowy moon, it is bitter and frosty.
I made Shi Geng independent, and Shu knew who the media was. Although the intention to damage is getting stronger and stronger, it will fight against heaven and earth for spring.
I am old and angry, laughing at my white hair and childlike innocence. The breeze is charming and a piece of gold is blown into it.
From Guanmei to Huajing, the high-end attached uncle saw the warm clouds in the mountains and set the boat out of Xun Mei. You don't need to ask for directions, but you can find plum blossoms in many places.
Chun Qing spent a leisurely time in the home of a wild monk and met the poet at a tea party. It is common to ask Lao Tzu to put plum blossoms in his hat.
Red plum bamboo Luoshan, a girl crossing the stream, plays Chang 'an contemporary makeup. Although white bamboo is small and different, it is not a hundred flowers.
It's spring at the head of the stream in the clouds, and the small garden tries on new makeup at night. Let the old people be old and amorous, and the plum blossoms are intoxicating.
Xun Mei Jinghu Lake is a vast expanse of whiteness, which is not connected with the earth. Riding a dragon, the ancient fairy never eats fire, and is used to living in an empty mountain and biting the ice and snow.
The East Emperor is aloof, just like the nest of generations. Everything is dead, I live alone, I don't die.
When Xun Mei was in Xiaoxue Lake, his short hat was full of branches. Passers-by whispered: there are often poems in this old box.
When I returned to the window, the cardioscope suddenly entered the natural machine. Mo Chi's pen is dry, and Wu Jian is like flying grass.
Mei Ruoye's head is full of spring, and plum blossoms are lonely. It will never be the generation of peaches and plums.
The fairy will be cherished by the world when she is gone, and it is also a pleasure to chat with her. Shang Lue, people are comparable and have been equal for thousands of years.
In the thirty-third year of Mei, the joy of Jinjiang turned into sorrow. Suddenly I saw the plum blossoms at the head of the stream, just like when I was in Qingyang Palace.
Common things of plums often hinder a cup, and just open a small garden of plums. Self-harm can only be found in spring dreams, and the tongue is ruthlessly called back.
The wild family in Meicun is taking a nap, sending poems to find chrysanthemums, and wading to Xun Mei. Ten thousand cows can't pull away new troubles, but a bird still wakes up in the afternoon.
When you are old and ashamed, people will say that you are angry, and poverty can absorb everything. Who is the floating mother by the river? It is not easy to mourn without food.
The plum blossom ice cliff snow valley wood has not sprouted, and the creation has broken the wild to open this flower. God's whole shape is withered, and Zhuang's righteousness knows innocence.
Gao Jian's politicians were full of worries, and they gave up what they were worried about. Moving the roots into the garden is also a plan. The bamboo fence hut is really my home.
Self-doubt and self-commitment in life, beauty is beyond praise. The golden bottle is green and the gourd ladle is vulgar, and the campfire tastes Jiangnan tea.
Plum blossoms are friends of Jiangnan and orchids, and they are afraid of the new cold at the end of the water. Drawing a picture to know the early spring, the jade emperor complains about the night.
It is difficult to send a layman to see it when you are indifferent and idle. When we meet, we hate each other before we meet, but the feeling of laughing is old.
Plum blossoms were created into plum blossoms without resentment. The name of the Chu people is Fang Lan, but if you look closely, it's not close.
Plum blossoms are bamboo shoots for five years and plum branches for ten years. Jiuquanzi Lianzi, who knows this today? Meihua wants to be friends with Meihua, and often worries about it.
From now on, cut off the fire and food, drink water and read fairy books. Plum blossom spring is early this year, and Jiangtou was cold last night.
I taught you everything. I looked at the moon. Plum blossoms spit out the river, and the mountains are frosty and bright.
Touching Gu Teng's staff, three friends can form an alliance. Plum blossoms are old and tired, and they love to chat with flowers and go back to Jianggan.
I want to be thinner than others in the middle of the month. After the snow, I stole my flute and complained about the cold. Wild boats look for surprises at the end of the year, and scarves are drunk.
Especially pity is very sad, and it is sour. Plum blossoms, dark clouds and heartbroken hearts, and who knows how to appreciate loneliness.
It's good to be surprised and fragrant when you come back. The ferry was cold and caught a glimpse of the green, and the bridge was hazy.
I'm a guest from Jiangnan. I want to talk about my hometown first, and then I'll respect you. Xuanming plum flowers command frost, and a corner is beautiful.
Scrap jade will annoy the moon-repairing households, so it is difficult to buy gold for the first time. Knowing that there are endless rings, Wan Qing Lin Bingxiao.
No one in the world can save the spring sun. Plum blossoms are named after this Weng, and poetry is just fascinating.
High standards don't match dust, and stunners are really bad. Fog and rain know the difference between fairy bones and red lead knows the color dust.
My predecessor, Gu Zhu Yi, suspected that you were, and asked that the end should be downwind. After 50 years of plum blossom, everything goes wrong, and the flowers are still covered with firewood.
I have never been idle, only plum blossoms fall into rock fishing. Plum blossom villa is full of plum blossom fragrance, drunk and dancing.
Drinking makes you immortal, and you love flowers to death. Plum blossoms return in spring with one flower and two flowers, and the wind in the south branch and the north branch is urging day by day.
Rotten, but sad, Ding Ning is not very open. Plum blossom is the first fairy among the cold officials, and its deep affection does not hinder the detachment of rhyme
I advise you not to be childish, but to bow down to the flowers.
4. What are the poems usually written on fans?
Don't be angry.
Life is like a play. Fate is not easy to come together. Should we cherish it more? Why do people get angry when we turn around for small things? I'm not angry. If I get sick, nobody will help me. Besides, it's frustrating and laborious. Neighbors and relatives should not be more bitter and happier than their children and grandchildren. Gods envy good companions.
Taohuaan
Huawu Peach Blossom Temple Peach Blossom Fairy Peach Blossom Peach Tree Folds Flowers as Wine Money Suzhou Tangyin Garden.
I only sit in front of the flowers and sleep under them, and I wake up day after day, year after year.
I don't want to bow before I get into the chariot, but I hope the old man will die before he dies.
If you equate wealth with poverty, if you equate poverty with horses and chariots, you will have to drive away my leisure.
The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh that the world can't see through it. I remember there was no wine or flowers in Hao Jie's tomb in Wuling.