1. Poems describing the four seasons of Begonia
I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate the red makeup in "Begonia" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
I am afraid of the night Shen Hua fell asleep. The fire illuminates the red makeup, and the guests are satisfied to stay. "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" by Ge Shengzhong of the Song Dynasty
A beautiful smile Between the bamboo fences, the mountains are full of peaches and plums, always vulgar One begonia plant, the scholar does not know how valuable it is"
Spring is as thick as a wine glass, and the begonia is so drunk that it is powerless. "Good things are coming soon" by Zhou Zizhi of the Song Dynasty
Begonia does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle "Cold Spring" by Chen Yuyi of the Middle Song Dynasty
I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but the begonia remained the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream"
Who controls the spring after the begonias bloom? It rains every day to encourage flowers. Song Dynasty Li Misun's "Poppy Beauty"
Between the branches There is a lot of fresh green, and Xiaolei hides a few reds. Jin·Yuan Haowen's "Two Poems on Tong'er Generation's Unopened Begonias"
Don't cherish your beautiful heart lightly, and teach peaches and plums to make spring breeze. Jin·Yuan Haowen's "Tong'er Generation's Two Poems on Unopened Begonias"
Give some points. . . . My neck hurts from sitting. 2. Poems describing the four seasons of Begonia
I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate the red makeup. "Begonia" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night.
The fire illuminates the red makeup, and the guest is satisfied to stay in "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" by Ge Shengzhong of the Song Dynasty. A beautiful smile between the bamboo fences, the mountains of peaches and plums are always vulgar. "Living in the east of Dinghuiyuan, the mountains are full of miscellaneous flowers," written by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. A single crabapple, a scholar does not know how valuable it is." Spring is like a wine glass, and the crabapple is powerless when drunk. Zhou Zizhi of the Song Dynasty, "Good things are coming soon" The crabapple does not hesitate to be rouge, independent in the drizzle, Chen Yuyi of the Song Dynasty, "Cold in Spring". Try to ask the person behind the curtain, but say Begonia remains the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin. "Like a Dream" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty. Who controls the spring after the begonias bloom, and they will cause the flowers to rain every day. "Poppy Beauty" by Li Misun of the Song Dynasty.
Give me some points.
My neck hurts from sitting. 3. Poems about Begonias in Four Seasons
"Spring Night Tour in the Small Garden" Wang Qi, Song Dynasty
As soon as the remaining makeup from the plum powder fades, the new red begonias are painted.
The flowers are in full bloom, and thorns sprout from the berry wall.
"Living in the east of Dinghuiyuan, the mountains are full of miscellaneous flowers, and there is a crab apple, which the natives do not know how valuable it is." Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The miasma of vegetation in Jiangcheng, only the famous flowers are bitter Solitary.
Between the beautiful smile and the bamboo fence, the mountains full of peaches and plums are always vulgar.
I also know that creation has deep meaning, so I send the beautiful woman to the empty valley.
Wealth and honor naturally come from heaven, and there is no need to wait for a golden plate to recommend a gorgeous house.
Begonia "Song Dynasty Su Shi
The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist and the moon are turning the corridor.
I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate my red makeup
The following is from "A Dream of Red Mansions"
Tan Chun's "Ode to the White Begonia"
The setting sun is cold and the grass covers the heavy door, and the green moss spreads over the basin after the rain. Jade is the spirit that is difficult to compare with purity, while snow is the muscle and bone that is easy to ecstasy.
The beautiful heart is a little delicate and weak, and the beautiful shadow has traces of the third night of the moon. I don't know if the immortal immortal can become an immortal, and I can sing the dusk with my passion.
Baochai's "Ode to the White Begonia"
Cherishing her beauty, she closes the door during the day and fills the urn with her hands to fill the moss basin. Rouge washes out the shadow of autumn, and ice and snow reveal the soul.
Only when it is extremely light do you know that the flowers are more beautiful, and how can you get the jade without a trace when you are so sad. In order to repay the white emperor for his cleanliness, Tingting said nothing and the sun became dim again.
Baoyu's "Ode to the White Begonia"
The autumn face reflects lightly on the double door, and the seven knots accumulate into a basin full of snow. When I get out of the bath, the ice of Tai Zhen makes my shadow, and I hold the Xizi jade in my heart as my soul.
The morning breeze does not dissipate a thousand sorrows, and the Suyu adds a trace of tears. Leaning alone on the painting railing, if you like, I will clear the anvil and complain about the flute to send off the dusk.
"Ode to the White Begonia" by Dai Yu
The half-rolled Xiang curtain half-closes the door, and the ice is crushed into earth and jade for the basin. I stole three cents of the pistil's white color, and borrowed a wisp of the plum blossom's soul.
The immortal in the Moon Cave sews his silk gown, and the resentful girl in autumn wipes away the traces of her cry. Shy and silent, I complain to someone. I feel tired leaning against the west wind and am already fainting at night.
Xiangyun's "Ode to White Begonia" Part 1
The gods came to the capital yesterday and planted a pot of Lantian jade. Of course Shuang'e prefers coldness, but if it weren't for Guan Qiannu, she would also leave her soul.
Where does the autumn cloud bring out the snow, and the rain stains add traces of separation. But I like that the poet is tireless in chanting, so how can I spend the morning and dusk in loneliness?
Xiangyun's "Ode to White Begonia" Part 2
The Hengzhi steps lead to the Luoxue gate, which is suitable for both the corner and the basin. It is difficult to find a mate because the flowers are happy and clean, and it is easy for people to lose their souls in the sad autumn.
The jade candle drips tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain breaks through the mid-moon mark. I want to complain to Chang'e, but the corridor is dark at night.
Like Meng Ling
Author: Li Qingzhao
Last night it was raining and the wind was blowing, and I was sleeping hard without drinking any wine left. Do you know, do you know, it should be green fat, red and thin.
-〈` 4. Poems about Begonias of the Four Seasons
"Spring Night Tour in the Small Garden" Wang Qi of the Song Dynasty As soon as the remaining makeup from the plum powder faded, the new red begonias were painted.
The flowers are in full bloom, and thorns sprout from the berry wall. "Living in the east of Dinghuiyuan, the mountains are full of miscellaneous flowers, and there is a crabapple, which the natives don't know how valuable it is." Su Shi, Song Dynasty The land of Jiangcheng is covered with miasma and vegetation, and only the famous flowers are bitter and lonely.
Between the beautiful smile and the bamboo fence, the mountain of peaches and plums is always vulgar. I also know that creation has deep meaning, so I send the beautiful woman to the empty valley. Wealth and honor naturally come from heaven, and there is no need to wait for a golden plate to recommend a gorgeous house.
Begonia "Song Dynasty Su Shi The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist and the moon are turning the corridor. I'm afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate the red makeup. The following is from "A Dream of Red Mansions" and Tan Chun's "Ode to White Begonia". The setting sun is cold and the grass covers the heavy door, and the moss is green and covers the basin after the rain.
Jade is the spirit that is difficult to compare with purity, while snow is the muscles and bones that are easy to ecstasy. The beautiful heart is a little delicate and weak, and the beautiful shadow has traces of the third night of the moon.
I don’t know if the immortal immortal can become an immortal, and accompany me to sing the dusk passionately. Baochai's "Ode to the White Begonia" cherishes her fragrant beauty and closes the door during the day, holding hands with an urn to fill the moss basin.
Rouge washes out the shadow of autumn, and ice and snow bring out the soul. When it is extremely light, I know that the flowers are more beautiful. How can I find jade without a trace when I am sad?
In order to repay the white emperor for his cleanliness, Tingting was silent and the sun was getting dark again. Baoyu's "Ode to the White Begonia" The autumn face reflects lightly on the heavy door, and the seven knots accumulate into a basin full of snow.
When you get out of the bath, you will see Taizhen ice as your shadow, and you will hold the Xizi jade in your heart as your soul. The morning breeze does not dissipate a thousand sorrows, and the Suyu adds a trace of tears.
If you want to lean against the painting railing alone, you will clear the anvil and play the flute at dusk. Dai Yu's "Ode to White Begonia" The Xiang curtain is half rolled up and the door is half closed, ice is crushed into earth and jade is used as a basin.
I stole the white pistil and borrowed a wisp of the plum blossom’s soul. The immortal in the Moon Cave sews his silk gown, and the resentful girl in autumn wipes away the traces of her cry.
I am shy and silently complaining to someone. I am tired of leaning against the west wind and am already fainting at night. Part 1 of Xiangyun's "Ode to White Begonia" The gods came to the capital yesterday and planted a pot of Lantian jade.
Of course Shuang'e prefers coldness, but if it's not Guan Qiannv, she will also leave her soul. The autumn clouds bring out the snow, and the rain stains add to the traces of the night.
But I like that the poet is tireless in chanting, so how can I spend the morning and dusk in loneliness. Xiangyun's "Ode to White Begonia" Part 2: The Hengzhi steps lead to the Luoxue gate, which is suitable for both the corner and the basin.
It is difficult to find a mate because flowers are happy and clean, and it is easy for people to lose their souls due to sadness in autumn. The jade candle drips tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain breaks through the mid-moon mark.
You want to complain to Chang'e, but it's dark in the empty corridor. Like a Dream Author: Li Qingzhao It was raining and windy last night, and I was sleeping hard without the remaining wine. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but the begonias were still the same.
Do you know, do you know, it should be green, fat, red and thin. -〈`. 5. Poems about Sijitang
Begonia Northern Song Dynasty - Su Shi The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist is filled with moonlight in the corridor.
I am afraid that the flower will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate my red makeup. The spring flowers are blooming in my hometown, Song Dynasty - Yang Wanli. The crabapples are blooming in my hometown today, and I dream about the beautiful scenery in Jiangxi.
Everything is spring and people are old alone. After a year, Yan will return. It's as green as day and as light as day, and it's like flying catkins when you want to fall.
If you don’t have that scenery, you can’t have a meal, so you can send poems to attract the Cuiqiong cup. The unopened Begonia of the same generation is gold - Yuan Haowen. There are a lot of new green among the branches, and several little reds are hidden deep in the small buds.
Don’t vomit when you cherish your beauty, and teach the peaches and plums to make spring breeze. Haitang Creek, Tang Dynasty - Xue Tao The spring scenery is in Xianxia, ??and the fish on the water always have flowers on their bodies.
The world is full of different spiritual flowers, competing to dye the light sand with red valerian. Begonia Beauty Picture Ming - Tang Yin The east wind has faded away the makeup on the face, pity the butterfly powder and the bee madness.
From now on, who do you want to tell me? A heart of spring blooms in Begonia. Begonia Northern Song Dynasty - Huang Tingjian Looking for spring beauty in the courtyard, Begonia is full of red fragrance in the sun.
Unconsciously, the scenery has passed, and Dong Chuanghun is busy reading. Begonia Flower, Northern Song Dynasty - Wang Anshi. The green and delicate eyebrows are lightly swept, and the red and tender face is lightly made up.
How can the Qing Dynasty's chanting be prosperous even if the merits of skillful writing and transmission are not exhausted? 6. Poems about begonias
"Spring Night Tour in the Small Garden" Wang Qi, Song Dynasty
As soon as the remaining makeup from the plum powder fades, the new red begonias are painted.
The flowers are in full bloom, and thorns sprout from the berry wall.
"Living in the east of Dinghuiyuan, the mountains are full of miscellaneous flowers, and there is a crab apple, which the natives do not know how valuable it is." Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The miasma of vegetation in Jiangcheng, only the famous flowers are bitter Solitary.
Between the beautiful smile and the bamboo fence, the mountains full of peaches and plums are always vulgar.
I also know that creation has deep meaning, so I send the beautiful woman to the empty valley.
Wealth and honor naturally come from heaven, and there is no need to wait for a golden plate to recommend a gorgeous house.
Begonia "Song Dynasty Su Shi
The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist and the moon are turning the corridor.
I am afraid that the flowers will fall asleep late at night, so I burn a high candle to illuminate the red makeup. 7. Ancient poems about Begonia
The text of "Ancient Poems in Praise of Begonia Flowers" begins >> A poem about Begonia in praise of white Haitang "Ode to the White Begonia" is a poem written by the sisters when the Grand View Garden Poetry Club opened in "A Dream of Red Mansions".
Ode to Bai Haitang·Xue Baochai Cherishing the Beauty and Closing the Door in the Daytime and Gengchen in Double Lines: Baochai’s poems are all self-written about his identity and satirize current events. Only put character and conduct first, talents and skills last.
The delicate and wandering words and the elegant and gorgeous words are all washed away in one wash. It is not impossible, but it is not done. What I hate the most is that in recent novels, there is only one pornographic version of the poems about a hundred beauties.
, hand-in-hand urn filled the basin. Rouge washes out the shadow of autumn, and ice and snow reveal the soul.
Gengchen wrote in two lines: Seeing that he is clean and self-reliant, he will never make a frivolous comment. It’s only when the flowers fade that they become more beautiful. Geng and Chen both line up and say, “Excellent!” How many people can there be with such lofty sentiments and giant eyes? It's true that "the mountain is more secluded when birds sing".
How can you get jade without traces with so much sorrow? Gengchen double-crossed the criticism: watch him ridicule Lin Bao and the two of them. In order to repay the white emperor for his cleanliness, Geng and Chen walked together to see what kind of status he had in his body.
Without saying a word, Tingting’s sun was getting dark again. Appreciation: This is a seven-character poem written by Baochai in the thirty-seventh chapter of "A Dream of Red Mansions" about Bai Haitang.
The first couplet "Cherishing the beauty, keeping the door closed during the day, and filling the basin with the urn with hands" describes the cherishment of the white begonia, caring for it behind closed doors, and watering and growing it for novices, very carefully. The chin couplet "Rouge washes away the shadows of autumn, and ice and snow bring out the soul." It praises the whiteness and elegance of Bai Begonia, which washes away the bright color of rouge, and uses ice and snow as its soul.
The neck couplet "When it is extremely light, you will know that the flowers are more beautiful, and when you are sad, you will find no trace of the jade." It is precisely because of the extreme elegance that it becomes more arrogant and beautiful. If it is sentimental, it will inevitably leave scars. The last couplet is "To repay Bai Di, he should be clean, and the sun will be dim again if he doesn't say anything." In order to repay the God of Autumn for making Bai Haitang so elegant and clean, she stood there silently until sunset.
Baochai chanted Bai Begonia according to her own character. She was very self-respecting, "not fond of flowers and pink flowers", "good character and beautiful appearance", so-called "treasuring her beauty" Yu Jie Bing Qing. Another poem about Bai Begonia·Jia Tanchun. The setting sun is cold and the grass is heavy on the door, and the green moss spreads over the basin after the rain.
Jade is the spirit that is difficult to compare with purity, while snow is the muscles and bones that are easy to ecstasy. The beautiful heart is a little delicate and weak, and the beautiful shadow has traces of the third night of the moon.
Don't say that the immortal can become a feather, and accompany me to sing the dusk with passion. Ode to White Begonia·Jia Baoyu The autumn face reflects lightly on the double door, and the seven knots accumulate into a basin full of snow.
When you get out of the bath, you will see Taizhen ice as your shadow, and you will hold the Xizi jade in your heart as your soul. The morning breeze does not dispel a thousand worries, and Geng and Chen walk together with comments: This sentence is exactly what has been on my mind all my life.
Su Yu even shed a few tears. Gengchen's two lines of writing: The beauty is that Daiyu is not forgotten in the end.
If you want to lean against the painting railing alone, Gengchen will write a comment in two lines: No matter how carefully you work on the jade, I'm afraid it will still be good. I'm just focused on Daiyu, so I'm not careful with my hands.
Clear the anvil and play the flute to send off the evening. Ode to the White Begonia·Lin Daiyu The Xiang curtain is half rolled up and the door is half closed, Geng and Chen are paired with a comment: Let’s not talk about the flowers, let’s talk about the people who look at the flowers, they wake up suddenly and uniquely.
Crush ice into earth and jade into basins. Gengchen’s two lines of writing: Excellent! It is expected that he is different from others.
I stole the white pistil and borrowed a wisp of the plum blossom’s soul. The immortal in the Moon Cave sews his silk gown, and the resentful girl in autumn wipes away the traces of her cry.
I am shy and silently complaining to someone. I am tired of leaning against the west wind and am already fainting at night. Gengchen's two lines of criticism: a false comparison, a true talent.
And don’t shed yourself. Ode to Bai Haitang·Shi Xiangyun (Part 1) The gods came to the capital yesterday, and Geng and Chen walked together to criticize: When you think about it, it will be novel, and if you don't fall into the other four sets.
Plant a pot of Lantian Jade. Gengchen walked in both directions and said, "Okay!" The word "pen" is spelled more steadily and does not fall into the other four sets.
Since Shuang'e prefers the cold, Geng and Chen go together to express their opinions: but they don't lose sight of their own future. If not Guan Qiannu, she will also leave her soul.
This sentence overwhelms all others. Rain stains add space marks.
But I like that the poet is tireless in chanting, so how can I spend the morning and dusk in loneliness. Gengchen double-crossed the batch: That’s great! Ode to Bai Haitang·Shi Xiangyun (Part 2) The Hengzhi steps lead to the Luoxi gate, which is also suitable for a wall corner or a basin.
Gengchen’s two-line batch: better! It is difficult to find a mate because the flowers are happy and clean, and it is easy for people to lose their souls in the sad autumn. The jade candle drips tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain breaks through the mid-moon mark.
You want to complain to Chang'e, but it's dark in the empty corridor. Gengchen's two-line collection: these two poems are really worth scrolling.
The poems are good poems, but the articles are strange and strange. It is always unexpected that two poems will come to the scroll. Other appreciations: [Explanation] This is the first time the sisters of the Grand View Garden have recited the poem since they formed the "Begonia Poetry Society".
Li Wan was elected as the president, responsible for reviewing poems, welcoming the spring and limiting the rhymes, and cherishing the spring. After the poem was completed, everyone thought Daiyu was the best, but Li Wan ranked Baochai first, Tanchun agreed, and Baoyu thought Daiyu was unfair.
Shi Xiangyun arrived the next day and played two more songs. Everyone praised him. One (Jia Tanchun) The setting sun is cold and the grass is heavy on the door, and the moss is green and covers the basin after the rain.
Jade is the spirit that is difficult to compare with purity, while snow is the skin and nose that is easy to ecstasy. The beautiful heart is a little delicate and weak, and the beautiful shadow has traces of the third night of the moon.
I don’t know if the immortal immortal can become an immortal, and accompany me to sing the dusk passionately. [Note] 1. Cold grass - autumn grass.
2. Moss green - green moss color. /xuesheng/3. "Jade is" two sentences - using jade and ice and snow as metaphors for white flowers.
Su Shi's poem "Plum Blossoms Bloom Under the Pine Wind Pavilion, and Rhyme": "In the Plum Blossom Village under Luofu Mountain, the jade and snow are the bones and the ice is the soul." At the same time, this is a personification of the flower, comparing it to a fairy , because "Zhuangzi. Xiaoyaoyou" once said that the beautiful gods have "skin as ice and snow."
Ecstasy makes people obsessed and intoxicated. 4. Beautiful figure - beautiful figure.
The moon has traces - the moon has shadows. The "marks" here are not tear marks.
Li Shangyin's poem "Apricot Blossom": "With less aid, the wind is more powerful, and the wall is high and the moon has traces." The full sentence says: The moon in the middle of the night illuminates the beautiful figure of Bai Begonia.
5. Two sentences of "Mo Dao" - Don't say that the fairy in white will ascend to the sky and fly away, she is singing with me passionately in the dusk. Zhi (pronounced "缧") is a kind of white silk fabric in ancient times.
This refers to white clothes. "Xianxian" is used to describe flowers, which is derived from the previous "snow is the muscle nose".
Taoists call becoming an immortal or ascension "feathering", which means that you can go to heaven if you turn into a bird. The last sentence is based on the poetry of Liu Jian's "Begonia Flower" of the Tang Dynasty: "A good night is more sentimental, and the fragrance under the moon is accompanied by drunken singing."
The second (Xue Baochai) cherishes the beauty and closes the door in the day, holding the urn in hand Moss pots. Rouge washes out the shadow of autumn, and ice and snow reveal the soul.
Only when it is very light do you know that the flowers are more beautiful. How can you get the jade without a trace when you are so sad? If you want to repay Bai Di, you should be clean, but Tingting is silent and the sun is getting dark again. [Notes] 1. Hand Urn - a portable pottery vessel for holding water.
2. The two lines of "rouge" - a rhetorical syntax of poetry, which means that Bai Haitang's chant has washed away the glitz of rouge and brought in the purity of ice and snow, so.