Ancient poems about Mei

Chrysanthemum rhyme]-Li Liguang-Autumn frost makes chrysanthemums, and the sunset glow is endless; I don't mean to say anything at random, but I am naturally charming. [Autumn Sound]-Wind-There is a piece of gold in front of the porch, and the fragrance is surging for tourists. Only when the frost is heavy can you become a hero. [Singing in Jucheng]-Wang Ruting-The Lion Dragon is flying and brilliant again! Light alleys and thick streets are full of fragrance, and desks are full of chrysanthemums in September. Tao Jin Yuanming's Book of the Republic of China: Fang Jukai Lin Yao and Song Qingyan watch and practice. With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost. Tang Taizong's "Endowed with Remnant Chrysanthemum": The summer frost condenses in Taiwan, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning. Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant. Thin leaves are light green and round flowers are light yellow. Still holding the color of this year, after reunion, it will be fragrant. Tang Du Fu's Nine Days in Yun 'an: Cold flowers are exhausted and chrysanthemums are full of branches. Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed. Don Bai Juyi's "Chanting Chrysanthemum": A new frost hits the tile overnight, and the banana is newly defeated. Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn. The real Chrysanthemum in Tang and Yuan Dynasties, like the Taoist priest in autumn, tends to fence more and more. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Tang Wu Lu Lei's "Chrysanthemum" is a golden dress with elegant white jade skin. Knowing it is very different, as cold as old. It's hard to fall to the ground. It's better to die. Tang Li Shangyin's "Chrysanthemum" is purple and dark, melting and smelting yellow. They have the color of Tao Yuanming's Hedgerow and the fragrance of Lohan House. Chrysanthemum is not afraid of wet dew, but afraid of the arrival of the sunset. I am willing to stay by the water and drink the parrot cup, hoping to come to the feast of the rich. Su Songshi's "Zhao Chang Lengju" makes the gold nucleus shine. Want to know the medicine to delay aging, let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend. Fan Chengda's "Chrysanthemum after the Double Ninth Festival" in Song Dynasty shows that the isolated east hedge is wet and exposed, and the sand shines on the front golden house. A few girls in the world have no high rhyme and only look at flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. Song's "Folding Chrysanthemum on September 12th" is good at yellow flowers and pink powder, and Chongyang acrobatics with dogwood. The later you start, the more you see Cao, which makes you laugh at the way those outdated children do. Song Mei Yao Chen's "Canju" is littered with golden stamens. Although it has withered, it will not change its fragrance. It's better to have a clean car than to be lonely in the mountains and forests. Song Zhu Shu Zhen's Chrysanthemum can be white or red, and you can still love it at night. I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind. Jin Yuanhao asked the poet of "Fu October Chrysanthemum" to give autumn fragrance to old people and pass it on to good writers in the evening. If it weren't for the west wind to keep guests, the plum blossom would have declined for a long time. Zhou's "Chrysanthemum" began to blossom in the crisp autumn, but it turned from cold to prosperous. The west wind gate is full of fragrance, except for the Taos who come to my house. Song Yang Wanli's "Singing Chrysanthemum" has always had its own physical attributes. Who is greedy for cold and thin? Chrysanthemum white chooses the country of wind and frost, not chrysanthemum outside spring. Yin Mingtang's "Chrysanthemum" hometown spit out the secluded grass of three paths, and Xuanshuang fell into the blue sky overnight. How many people have not returned to the end of the world, looking at the autumn wind through the fence. There are more than 100 kinds of famous chrysanthemums in Dong's "Appreciating Chrysanthemums", and the flowers are beautiful and beautiful. Autumn is light outside the nursery, and spring is spinning in front of you. Who is responsible for good luck? Diligent, intelligent and self-professional. Invited guests * * *; Singing music is extended for one year. Chen Yi's "Autumn Chrysanthemum" Autumn chrysanthemum can Ao Shuang, and the wind and frost are good and evil. This performance is cold-resistant, and wind and frost can't help it! The chrysanthemum poem in a dream of red mansions is a must. Please enjoy the chrysanthemum poems in the Red Chamber Art Garden, remembering the chrysanthemum gazing at the west wind and thinking hard. There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear. I miss the wild goose, and I sit and listen to the evening anvil. Who pity me for my yellow flower disease and comfort me for seeing you again? -constant visit chrysanthemum, while first frost gave it a try, the glass was filled with mo for a long time. Who planted first frost the month before? Where is autumn outside the fence? Wax is far away, and cold songs are not enough. If a yellow flower helps a poet, it won't be a stick today. -Prince Hongyi planted chrysanthemums, moved them to the autumn nursery with a hoe, and planted them in front of the fence. I didn't expect to survive the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost today. Autumn scenery wrote thousands of poems and got drunk with a glass of ice. Fill the spring with mud to protect it, and you will know that the well diameter is dust-free. -Yi Gongzi's move to Chrysanthemum Garden is more expensive than gold, a little shallow and a clump deep. Sitting on the fence, sitting on your head, kneeling in the Leng Xiang. Shu Yun is even more arrogant. It seems that I am the only one who knows her! It is better to cherish every inch of yin than to waste time and live up to his expectations. -pillow summer old friends offer chrysanthemums and play the piano to consider wine. Very likable. A few cases adorn you. There are three paths of incense, and the book thrower is right for an autumn. First frost made a new dream by clearing the paper account, and the cold sunset in the nursery recalled the past. In a world that is proud of the same smell, the spring breeze will not stay for a long time. -Sleeping in the summer, old friends sing chrysanthemums, rogue poets are ignorant and ignorant, and they sink their voices around the fence. I wrote in the frost at the end of the play that the mouth is fragrant to the moon. All the words on paper are their own sorrow. Who can understand their inner feelings through words only? A sentence from Tao, Changfeng said today. -Princess Xiaoxiang loves painting chrysanthemums and poems. Is it a contest between painters and painters? Pick leaves and splash them into thousands of ink, and save flowers to dye a few traces of frost. Light and thick gods will shadow in front of the wind, and the fragrance of autumn wrists will escape. Don't admit Dongli is idle, stick to the screen to chat and comfort Chongyang. -Constantly ask Chrysanthemum if she wants to know the feelings of autumn, mumbling to knock on the fence: Who is lonely and proud? Late to blossom? Why is the garden lonely? Will red laurel be lovesick? If you don't talk about anything in the world, why not talk about it for a while? -Princess Xiaoxiang is busy planting fences every day. I have to take a break to recognize the makeup in the mirror. Chang' an childe loves flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is addicted to alcohol. The short temples are cold and exposed in three ways, and the kudzu towel is dyed with nine autumn cream. Clap your hands and laugh at the roadside when you are in high spirits. -Qiu Guang, the shadows of chrysanthemums under bananas overlap and move in three ways. The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen breaks the moon lock exquisitely. Cold fragrance should stay in the soul, and frost seal is vivid and dreamy. Take care of the faint fragrance, don't step on it. Who can recognize when he is drunk? -Xia Zhen's old friend Jumeng fence is sunny in autumn, but cloudy in the month. To become immortal is not to admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies, but to look back and find Tao. When you sleep, you will be bad with the goose, and when you are surprised, you will be upset. When you wake up, who will complain: the grass is cool and the smoke is infinite! -Princess Xiaoxiang's residual chrysanthemum dew frost is gradually falling, and the feast is only after the light snow. There is more incense gold in Tiri than in the branches. It's cold and late in Wan Li. See you in the autumn wind next year, and miss you for the time being! -Jiao Xiake 2 Plum Blossom Poetry Mountain Garden Xiao Meibu shook off her unique beauty and brought all the amorous feelings into the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold bottles. Gao Qi Qiongzhi, a plum blossom poem, is only planted in Yaotai and everywhere in Jiangnan. In the snow-capped mountains, nobles lie down, and under the moonlight, beautiful women come in the forest. Cold depends on the thin shadow rustling bamboo, and spring covers the residual fragrance and desert moss. Since I went to Helang, there is nothing to recite, and the east wind is sad several times. A Dream of Red Mansions visited the wine of Miaoyu, Begging for Hongmei and Cao Xueqin, without opening the bottle, and kept saying, looking for spring and asking for wax to Penglai. I don't want to be exposed in a vase, but I want the fragrance of plum blossoms outside the threshold of Chang 'e. After China's entry into WTO, the cold peach and red snow will disappear, and the dust will cut Ziyun. If you are a poet, you will cherish your thin shoulders, and your clothes will still be covered with Buddha moss. A Dream of Red Mansions chants red plum blossoms (scarlet letter). Cao Xueqin smiles at the east wind before the cold. The soul flies to Yuling, the spring scenery is difficult to distinguish, and Luo Fu's dream is unclear. The green calyx adds makeup to the torch, and the fairy helps the drunken cross the rainbow. It looks like an ordinary color, and the shade comes from his ice and snow. "A Dream of Red Mansions" chants red plum blossoms (plum words). Cao Xueqin and Bai Mei were lazy to give red berries, and greeted them with drunkenness first. The frozen face is covered with blood, and the sour heart turns to dust without hatred. Swallow Dan medicine by mistake, remove real bones, and steal Yaochi to take off old tires. It is said that bees and butterflies are full of doubts. A Dream of Red Mansions praises red plums (flowers). Cao Xueqin is full of luxuriant foliage and flowers, and her children have luxurious spring makeup. There is no snow in the lounge, and there is a sunset in the running water. The dream is cold with the red flute, and the fragrance is crimson. The predecessor must be a Yaotai species, and the color difference is beyond doubt. A gift for Ye Fan, a letter for Lu Kai, and a letter for the leader. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. Yimei and Li Shangyin live at the end of the world and don't want things to happen. Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year. 1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely. Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost. Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken. Who is the morning show for? I don't want to be a girl. I call it a cold plum and white jade belt tree, which is very close to the creek bridge next to the village. I don't know if the splash started first, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road. Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post. Plum blossoms Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opened them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. On a cold night, Du Leike came to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup was boiling red. As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month. Lu you heard that plum blossoms are full of fragrance, and how can snowdrifts spread all over the four mountains turn into hundreds of billions, and one tree smells of plum blossoms? Mei Wangqi is not affected by dust at all, and bamboo fences and huts are willing. Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence. The plum blossoms in the real Shiyuan are in full bloom, the sunset is late, and the snow is fragrant thousands of miles away. Since the beginning of spring, there have been no more beautiful sentences, and bonzi suddenly became a poem. The early plum tree is called the cold plum white jade belt, which goes back to Lincun Road and Liuqiao. I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. Wang Wei, one of the miscellaneous poems, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! . Open its first cold flower before tomorrow? . Yang Liuzhi wrote Liu Yuxi's Plum Blossom and Qiangdi in Saibei and Guishushan Ci in Huainan. Please don't put the old songs together to listen to the new Yang Liuzhi. Newly planted plums Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool and want to see them when they bloom. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white. I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends? When I first met Meihualu, the north was not as warm as the south, and it was easy to break the intestines of northerners in the south. Rouge peach cheek pear flower powder, * * * such as makeup cold plum. The second rhyme, Yu Zaomei, Huang Tingjian and Leng Xiang don't show off their machines, and the small barnyard grass leans on two or three branches in the sun. Luo Wei Cui Ye nursed back to health very well, which was learned by a windy sage. 1 1 month, the second backyard flower is in full bloom. The color is warm and fragrant, and it blooms ten thousand times. The spring breeze is full of emotion, accompanied by flowers coming and going. Plum blossoms Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opened them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. Hongmei Su Shi believes in Hongmei every year, and the river hangs down to open. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots. Shuibian Village, a valley near Zhanggang Mountain in Momei, was once robbed by flowers. I still hate Dongfeng, but I hate it even more. One of the quatrains of plum blossoms, Lu You, smells the breeze of plum blossoms, and snowdrifts all over the four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance? The second sentence of plum blossom is that you travel in the valley, as far as the north branch, and spend late every year. Do you know it's time to be covered with snow and ice? The third plum blossom: The stronger the wind angle of Lu You's Snow Abuse, the stronger the integrity among the flowers. Outdated will drift away, and shame will pity Dong Jun even more. Red plum on the mountain, Fan Dacheng, fog, rain, rouge, pine and bamboo, spring breeze on the river. The city is full of peaches and plums, and the lonely city is empty. The plum blossom picture Yang suddenly saw the cold plum tree, and the flowers bloomed along the Hanshui River. I don't know if spring is early, but I suspect it's playing with pearls. It is amazing to explore the secluded steps in the Wanli Mountain of Yangmei, and it is late at night. A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch. In Lu Meipo, one of the notices, there is a custom of plum without snow and no spirit, and snow without plum. The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs. Note 2: Lu Meipo and Xue Mei are fighting for spring, but they are unwilling to give up. The poet delayed the payment and commented on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. Watching people come and go in Meixiangguo, watching Zhou Yongnian in Yonghe Palace, and watching birds hanging upside down in Hua Xinfeng. I prefer water and light to each other, and the oblique shadows support the waves. Plum blossoms first bloom, Li Dongfeng is westerly, and leaves are empty in the mountains. Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white. Mo Mei lives in bamboo slips and doesn't hate the waste painters of Danqing, so she doesn't need to be different but consistent. Jade capacity is not as good as western Western jackdaw color, so it is different from Han Palace. The inscription of Mei Fang Li Ying has new ink on the paper, and several plum blossoms are the most pleasing to the eye. I am willing to ride the wind to the distance, and my hometown will be a spring. Hongmei, Wang and Tao Li are not jealous of each other, but their attitudes are different. It is still snowing and frosting, but it is not very red. Lingmei's Zhang Daoqi is full of poetry, and things happen at any time. I have no money for social activities. One ridge is plum blossom. Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight. We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man. ? 6? 1 ? 6? 1 ? 6? 1 ? 6? 1 ? 6? 1