10 best pear poem

"Pear Flower Poetry" refers to poems describing pear flowers, which originated in the Tang Dynasty. The following is a well-known poem by 10:

1, Lihua (Tang Wang Zhihuan)

Falling flowers meet you again, and pear blossoms are not divided. The spring breeze is only Yumenguan, why is the autumn wind sad?

2. Lihua (Tang Yuanzhen)

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. In ancient times, there were women, and the light man blew the jade emperor.

3. Pear Blossom Poetry (Tang Du Fu)

Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex on a moonlit night at the Fourteenth Bridge of Huai Shu?

4. Jiang Nanchun (Tang Li Bai)

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

5. Pear Blossoms Everywhere (Don Wei Zhuang)

Pear blossoms don't open the door everywhere, and no one can bear loneliness. Ceng Mei in spring, beauty teaches flute.

6. Lihua (Tang Bai Juyi)

In spring in Jin Ryu, pear blossoms are everywhere. Birds sing like human words, and flowers are well known.

7. Pear Blossom (Song Yang Wanli)

Pear blossoms filled the courtyard in the middle of the night, and the empty mountain was sunny after the rain. She was told that the courier would leave the next day, which was a night of thunder and lightning.

8. Pear Blossom (Qingnalanxingde)

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

9. Pear Flower (Qingyuan Beauty)

At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market.

10, Huanxisha Lihua (Jiang)

The rain is quiet, and the pear blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River are sparse. Show your waist first, then your eyebrows. Who believes that time flies like water and flows east!