Poetry about embroidery Be happy, not sad

1) Ode to the Embroidery Barrier (Hu Lingneng of the Tang Dynasty)

The delicate flower stamens in front of the sunset hall

Strive to draw with a small pen on the bed

Embroidery Chengan In the Spring Garden

Attracting the orioles to the willow branches

2) Embroidery (Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty)

A piece of silk is as light as water and the female workers in the west room of the cave house< /p>

Flowers follow jade fingers to add spring color, birds chase golden needles and grow feathers

Sichuan brocade boasts and blames itself, Yue Lingxu says the price is still high

Can be used as a mandarin duck quilt The red leaves and branches do not hinder the knife

3) Nine-piece machine (Song Dynasty, Anonymous)

One-piece machine

Picking mulberry trees and trying on spring clothes

The wind is sunny and the sun is warm and weak

On the peach blossom branches

The words of the singing oriole

Reluctant to let people go home

Two Zhang Ji

Pedestrians immediately react with delay

I can’t bear to pay lightly

Look back and smile

Go back among the flowers

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I'm afraid of being known by flowers

Three machines

Wu silkworms have grown old and fledglings

East wind banquet in Cheung Chau Garden

Qingqiao urges you to take advantage of it

Pavilion maid

Changing into dance clothes

Four machines

Making a hoarse sound There is a dark frown

Weaving weaving lotus seeds back and forth

The flowers are easy to tie

It is difficult to get rid of the worry

The veins are as chaotic as Silk

Five-sheet machine

Horizontal weaving of Shen Lang's poem

No one can understand the central sentence

Don't express sorrow

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Don’t say haggard

Just send my love

Six Zhangji

Everything is just a trick

There are two butterflies among the flowers

The shuttle stopped for a while

In the shadow of the idle window

Watching alone for a long time

Seven machines

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Mandarin duck weaving and hesitating

I am afraid of being lightly cut

Split into two places

A divorce

< p>How can we follow each other again

Eight Zhangji

Return to the pattern and know it is that poem

Weave a sense of desolation

Read all the lines

I am tired and speechless

I can’t bear to think more

Nine Zhangji

Double flowers, double leaves and double branches

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Since ancient times, there have been many farewells

From beginning to end

Tie your heart together

Through a thread

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