Tang Dynasty: He Zhangzhi
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.
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Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and drooping willows are fluttering gently like thousands of green ribbons. I don't know who cut this thin willow leaf like magic scissors, and that is the spring breeze in February.
2. Liu Xin
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
Wicker brushed a hundred feet of silver pond. It was dark green with only light yellow.
Wicker can not be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water guides him to grow.
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A hundred-foot-long wicker brushed the clear pond. The willow color was not dark green, but light yellow. ? Wicker may not fall into the water, because the willow shadows in the water lengthen it.
3. plum blossom
Song Dynasty: Wang 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.
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There are some plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold. I know from a distance that Bai Meihua is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
4. Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang.
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
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What is the scenery of the West Lake in June? The scenery is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will never be seen in the sky, and lotus flowers are particularly bright and red in the sun.
5. Cold chrysanthemum/painted chrysanthemum
Song Dynasty: Zheng Sixiao
Flowers can't bloom, and independent fences are not poor.
It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind.
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Chrysanthemums are in full bloom in autumn, never interacting with flowers, and are independent of hedges, which is not bad in taste. I would rather wither and die on the branches than blow in the cold north wind!