Poetry about objects

1, "Singing Willow"

Tang He Zhang Zhi

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

2. A political prisoner is listening to cicadas.

Don Robin Wang

Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? .

3. plum blossom

Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

Step 4 "Singing Goose"

Don Robin Wang

Goose Goose, Xiang Tiange.

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water.

5. Bamboo stone

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Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.

After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

6.bees

Tangluoyin

No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy.

Bee, you harvest flowers to make nectar. Who has worked hard and who wants to taste the sweetness?

7. Mo Mei

Wang Yuan cotton

The first tree in my Xiyan Lake is light ink.

Don't praise the good color, as long as it is clear and full of dried Kun.

8. "ode to lime"

Ming Yuqian

It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.

Even if it is smashed to pieces, I am not afraid, and I am willing to leave a clean one in the world.

9. The Fifth History of Horse

Don Lihe

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.

10, Yan Jia and Ming Zhu

Don du fu

The green bamboo is half hidden, and the new buds are out of the wall.

The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle.

The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance.

But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.

Zhu Yong 1 1

Tang Bai Juyi

Don't cut it into a phoenix tube, don't cut it into a fishing rod.

After thousands of flowers and herbs wither, they stay in the snow.

12, chrysanthemum

Don

In autumn, the bushes, like Taoist priests, are more and more inclined around the fence.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.

13, wind

Tang liqiao

It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.

Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.

14, you Cao Lan

Tang hanyu

Orchids are fragrant.

All incense is arched, and its fragrance is faint.

If you don't pick and admire, why does Yu Lan get hurt?

Day after day, year after year, we travel everywhere.

Wang Wen Meng Xiong, Wei Shui boundless.

Take it and enjoy it. It's beautiful and fragrant.

The snow and ice are lush, and the buds are in winter.

If a gentleman guards against it, future generations will prosper.

15, bamboo

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Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves.

I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.

16, Guifu

Tang Libai

The world is full of peaches and plums.

Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.

Glory cannot last long under first frost.

South, green leaves hang down the roots.

Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?

17, bid farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass

Tang Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

18, "Feel the delicate orchid leaves in spring"

Don Zhang Jiuling

Orchids in spring are full of flowers, and osmanthus in autumn is bright and fresh.

Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season.

Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.

Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? ?