Poetry describing the abundance and prosperity of flowers.

Tang Huangfusong's "Heavenly Fairy: The red flowers bloom and shine on the water"

A heron flies in the clear field, and the water flowers bloom in the autumn river. Liu Lang bid farewell to the immortals on this day. He boarded the beautiful banquet and shed tears, watching the peaks of the twelve night peaks vividly.

The flowers bloom red and illuminate the water, and the partridges fly around the green mountains. Pedestrians return home after passing through the years, thousands of miles apart, leaning against each other, and devastated as they should be.

"Han Chrysanthemum?" by Zheng Sixiao of the Song Dynasty

The flowers are not in full bloom, but the fun of being independent and sparse is not exhausted.

I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind.

"Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty

The autumn bushes around the house look like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over. ?

It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed.

"Fu Di Hou Fu Chrysanthemum" by Huang Chao of the Tang Dynasty

When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.

The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.

"Peony Appreciation" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

The peony demon in front of the court has no character, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and unfeeling.

Only peonies are the true national beauty, and they move the capital when they bloom.