-Don Liu Yuxi
Half of the 100-acre courtyard is covered with moss and peach blossoms are in full bloom.
Where Taoism returned, Liu Lang came again today.
Rape flower song
Huangmei Liuwenfang
Beautiful appearance, disgusting luxury, light and flat.
I am ashamed to fight for a place in the courtyard, and I am happy to come to the fields to bloom.
The small garden is warm and greedy, and Daewoo is alone in love.
After no one looked at it, I fell in love with the farmer's seeds!
An ancient poem describing rape blossoms: seven methods of rape blossoms.
In order to find traces of spring on the ridge, the sun enters the eyes.
Flowers bloom and dance in the romantic wind, and seeds are cooked fragrant in the tripod.
Pastoral self-pity gentle, who loves the magnificent garden.
I don't know the origin of Zi Yuan, but I rank people's livelihood in several places.
An ancient poem describing rape blossoms: The Hotel of Liang Xian.
-Tang Qiji
There is a tall room on one side of the Wuwang Temple, and the curtain shadow Nanxuan is growing.
Blowing the wild wind in the garden, the peach leaves are green, and the spring dew cauliflower is yellow.
The hanging lamp just silently goes backwards, and the front of the case is slim.
Knowing that there is a tiger flowing back to the dream, the temple door is loose and the monk dies.
An ancient poem describing rape blossoms: Xugongdian in Suxin City.
-Don Yang Wanli
The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
An ancient poem describing rape blossoms: cauliflower.
-Qing Qianlong
Yellow calyx thick green leaves, thousands of villages press new oil.
Love the people's livelihood for the people, not idle flowers and weeds.
Topic rape flower
Huangmei Shi Xuefeng
Gold and Huang Cancan dyed three spring, reflecting the wind and dispersing fragrance.
The pregnant husband is fighting for the favor of Sister Ju, and only the seeds will be abundant in the years to come.
An ancient poem describing rape flowers: Night Cry.
-Zheng Song Xun Chu
The river is faintly visible. Distinguish the masts. Infinite green wheat, cauliflower yellow. There is hate today, tears streaming down her face, and the sunset is red several times. It's not a slave house, and it's desolate.
An ancient poem describing rape flowers: a monk's house with plain wind songs.
-Tang Wen Tingjun
The eastern suburbs are fresh and fragrant as dust.
A guest house is tired, and a monk draws an old friend on the wall.
The mulberry scenery in Wotian is late, and the cauliflower in Ye Ping is spring.
I miss Yan family color more, and the breeze is white.