Cauliflower
-Qing Qianlong
Yellow calyx thick green leaves, thousands of villages press new oil.
Love the people's livelihood for the people, not idle flowers and weeds.
Su Xinshi xugong shop
-Don Yang Wanli
The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Visit the landscape of Du Xuan again
-Don Liu Yuxi
Half of the 100-acre courtyard is covered with moss and peach blossoms are in full bloom.
Where Taoism returned, Liu Lang came again today.
Sufengqu monk's house
-Tang Wen Tingjun
The eastern suburbs are fresh and fragrant as dust.
A guest house is tired, and a monk draws an old friend on the wall.
The mulberry scenery in Wotian is late, and the cauliflower in Ye Ping is spring.
I miss Yan family color more, and the breeze is white.
Liang Xianxun's "Public House"
-Tang Qiji
There is a tall room on one side of the Wuwang Temple, and the curtain shadow Nanxuan is growing.
Blowing the wild wind in the garden, the peach leaves are green, and the spring dew cauliflower is yellow.
The hanging lamp just silently goes backwards, and the front of the case is slim.
Knowing that there is a tiger flowing back to the dream, the temple door is loose and the monk dies.
What is a peaceful way?
Wang Qing Wen zhi
At night, the spring rain moistens the weeping willows, and the new spring water is not satisfied with the pond.
At dusk, the wind blows across the plain, and flowers and vegetables are mixed with tofu pudding.
Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest
-Song Fan Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
Black night cry
-Zheng Song Xun Chu
The river is faintly visible. Distinguish the masts. Infinite green wheat, cauliflower yellow. There is hate today, tears streaming down her face, and the sunset is red several times. It's not a slave house, and it's desolate.
Manjiang
—— Lu Yuan and Wen Gui
Try to check the spring, it's not in the thatched cottage at all. Outside the desert city, the grass withered and crowed. Yellow dyed cauliflower is unintentional, and green painted willow leaves are vulgar. Memories of prosperity, unlike youth travel, are sad. Tang dock brocade, pear garden jade. Yi Yan dance, Ying Gechun. Clear sky, loss and golden valley of Wuqiao. There is endless fragrance in the thread, and when I return, the strings ring one by one. Afraid of the sunset, the shadows scattered near dusk, burning silver candles.
Parrots parrot, father's garden
-Yuan Fengzi Zhen
Live in front of the mountain. Listen to dad with a smile. Pulley is holding the urn to water the cup, with a little Yangchun cream. Butterflies also fly between cauliflowers and fly away when the warm wind blows. Apricot buds are fragrant with red leek and tender spring, which is a drinking place next to the old earthen basin.
Pear flower:
1. Meaning (Shu)
There are no more cars, and there is no trace of Xiayun.
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.
After a few days of loneliness and injury, there is a ban on smoking.
Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long.
2. Huanxisha (photo by Song Liqing)
In the yard, the idle windows are deep in spring, the heavy curtains are not heavy, and the lyre leans against the floor speechless.
The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows the rain and hits the shadow lightly. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.
3. The Beauty of the Moon (Yin Mingtang)
Jiao E, who leans on her bun, lies down late at night.
Pear blossoms are quiet and birds live.
It's hard to tell others what you are thinking.
Say you know the sky and the moon.
4. Jiang 'an Pear Flower (Tang Bai Juyi)
Pear flowers have thoughts and leaves, and one tree and one river head annoys you to death.
Most like a widow, with white makeup sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.
5. Qingpingle (Tang Weizhuang)
Close the window at dusk in spring, and pear blossoms are everywhere.
If you don't come back, the sun will go again, and the red tears will disperse.
The dream soul flies away from the smoke and waves, and can't bear the sadness of spring!
Sitting alone with an empty lily, Yuanyang worries about embroidering a double nest.