Poems praising plants

Sitting on the rock in front of the door, the Liu Yin Pavilion is cool in the afternoon. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous"

Where the incense flows, the shadow falls on the wild home. -Tao Yuan's "Early Plum"

Water chestnuts and lotus flowers echo in the blue river, and reed mats grow with wheat. -Xie Lingyun's "Shi Bi Jing She Gui Hu"

This is a beautiful flower, and its name is Ye Qingqing. -Anonymous "Heng Zhihua"

Tonight the moon is bright and the night is dark, and all flowers are white. -Yang Ji's "Bodhisattva Juanjuan, Beyond the Crystal Curtain"

People don't know the scenery, but they are already in the backyard. -Shi Qing "Should be assigned to the night"

The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. -Li Qingzhao, "Good things are coming, the wind will fall deeply"

After Yingying Yan Yan flew away, the pink pear was thin. -Yuan Haowen's farewell to Huaiyin in in Yumei should be clear.

When Zigui was crying for the fourth watch, I first saw that silkworms were thick and afraid of thin leaves. -Xie Fangde's "Silkworm Girl"

Tents are divided into bitter festivals and light narratives and open-mindedness. -Liu Zongyuan's "Five Poems of Kuzhu Bridge in Gong Xunyuan"

Autumn wind blows, bamboo forests of every household are whispering, and the pine forests of Wuyue Mountain are covered with a layer of cool color. -"Look at Qinchuan" Li Qi

The autumn wind blows the grass dry, and Huarong is blue and the night is cold. -Li He's Song of Mourning for the Past

It blooms early this year, or that year. -Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Operator is Best for Snow Moon"

Flying sheep. The weeping willows withered and the sun blew. -Ouyang Xiu's "After picking mulberry seeds and flowers, the West Lake is good"

Crossing the boat in the wild, willow green is shaded. -Xie Yi's "Jiang Shenzi Xinghua Village Pavilion Wine Flag Wind"

The east wind moves everything, and the grass speaks the heart. -Li Bai's "Long Songs"