1. "Xugongdian, Suxin City" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The fence is sparse and deep, and the flowers on the tree heads have not yet formed shade.
The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterfly, which flew into the cauliflower and was nowhere to be found.
If we talk about the best poem about cauliflower, I would recommend Yang Wanli's "Xugongdian, Suxin City" first. Yang Wanli, like Lu You, was a famous "Three High" poet in the Southern Song Dynasty who lived a long life, was highly productive, and had high standards. He was known as the master of poetry of his generation. Song Guangzong personally wrote "Chengzhai", so he was called Mr. Chengzhai, and the characteristics of his works are called "Chengzhai style".
Yang Wanli's poems have a fresh style, a strong pastoral flavor, and are very interesting in life. This poem describes staying at Xu Gongdian in Xinshi in spring. The fence outside the store is sparse, all the flowers have fallen, and the green leaves have not yet appeared. "One path is deep" and "Yin Cheng Yin" create a quiet atmosphere.
At this time, a child chased a yellow butterfly, and the yellow butterfly hurriedly flew into the rapeseed flower. Butterfly cauliflower blends into one and is hard to find. "Quickly walking" vividly expresses the children's attitude. "Nowhere to Find" subtly reflects the color of rapeseed flowers. The whole poem is full of simplicity and childishness.
2. "Revisiting Xuandu Temple" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
The hundred-acre courtyard is half covered with moss, and the peach blossoms have all fallen and the cauliflowers are blooming.
Where did the Taoist priest who planted peaches go? I visited Liu Lang before and now he is here alone.
Liu Yuxi had a rough life, with ups and downs several times. The best evidence of his experience is Xuandu Guan. Liu Yuxi once visited Xuandu Temple three times. The first time I went there, I saw no flowers. At that time, Liu Yuxi was demoted to the Sima of Langzhou. Ten years later, he was summoned back to the capital and went to Xuandu Temple for the second time. Peach blossoms were planted all over the temple. Then he wrote a poem "Viewing the Peach Blossoms in Xuandu": When the red dust of the purple road blows in the face, no one can help but look at the flowers;
The peach trees in Xuandu are all planted after Liu Lang left . Soon, Liu Yuxi released the capital again. After visiting Xuandu Temple for the third time, 14 years later, I wrote the song "Xuandu Temple Again". At this time, there were no peach blossoms left in Xuandu Temple, only cauliflowers were left. For twenty-four years, Caihua became a footnote to Xuandu Temple and Liu Yuxi’s official career.
But it can be seen from the poem that despite the harsh world and the blow, the poet still retains a lot of heroism. "Liu Lang came to visit Liu once before" embodies a kind of perseverance and is highly praised by later generations. Perhaps it is because of this kind of mind that we can have a happy ending.
3. "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany·Part 2" Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty
The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers, snow and cabbage flowers are sparse.
No one passes by the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
Fan Chengda is another famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty who is as famous as Lu You and Yang Wanli. There are more than 60 poems in the "Pastoral Miscellany of Four Seasons", all of which were written by Fan Chengda after his retirement. Fan Chengda sympathized with the people at the bottom, was quite fond of Buddhism and Taoism, and had long wanted to go into seclusion. These pastoral poems are not only records of pastoral life, but also Fan Chengda's life ideal. This poem is one of the most classic works.
The author uses plum yellow, apricot fat, wheat white, and vegetable thin to express the scenery of late spring. The layers are clear, the colors are gorgeous, and the pastoral characteristics of spring are obvious. The last two sentences reflect the tranquility and elegance of the countryside. If it weren't for the dancing dragonflies and butterflies, it would have been like being in a painting, very leisurely.
4. "Nanping" by Zhu Yi of the Song Dynasty
At the 60th hour of the day, I had been sitting in the monk's room for a long time in front of the rain.
The garden is full of cauliflower flowers blooming towards summer, and a pair of butterflies fly into the sky.
The author Zhu Yi is a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty. Because he refused to rely on Qin Hui, he stayed at home for nearly twenty years. During this period, he wrote many pastoral seclusion poems and formed his own unique style. Nanping Evening Bell is one of the most beautiful places in West Lake. After Qin Hui's death, the author served in Xuanzhou and Pingjiang Prefectures. These two places are very close to the West Lake and at the foot of the mountain is the famous Jingci Temple.
This poem is written when late spring is approaching and early summer is coming. The so-called sixty minutes, in today's terms, is 3 p.m. In the past, an hour was two hours, an hour was four quarters, and a quarter was 15 minutes.
On a long spring day, the author was sitting in a monk's room making tea. It looked like it was going to rain. Looking towards the small garden, there are cauliflower flowers everywhere, and a pair of butterflies fly into the sky among the bushes. How many people yearn for such a comfortable life!
5. "Xinyangpu" Jiangmei in the Song Dynasty
Plum blossoms fall on the cauliflower border, and in spring the flat fields are filled with swallow mud.
The healthy old man has a snow-white head and helps himself to his plow in the misty rain.
This poem describes the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and shows the hardships of the working people. Plum blossoms are planted in the small courtyard, cauliflowers are planted outside, and the vegetable fields are full of spring water. This is the season for swallows to fly, and it is also the season for farming.
A white-haired farmer plowed the field by himself in the misty rain. The love and the scene not only reminded me of the left-behind elderly people in the countryside now, but also made me feel inexplicably sentimental when reading it.