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.
Plum, early plum.
East wind and west wind, leaves are empty in the middle of Gunmushan.
Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
Su Shi in Hongmei
Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
"Early Plum" Liu Zongyuan
Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?
Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden Lin Bu
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Frost birds want to see first, and pink butterflies like to know each other.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn.
Jiang, Plum Blossom
There was a plum tree in front of Bai Yutang, and now it has several flowers.
Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in?
Xue Mei Lu Meipo
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang.
Xue Mei (2) Lu Meipo
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
2. Words describing flowers on campus Words describing flowers on campus: flowers bloom, flowers bloom, flowers bloom, flowers bloom, colorful, colorful, colorful, there are some blue, purple, yellow and pink wildflowers in the grass, which are spread on the water like an irregular carpet.
All kinds of flowers bloom brilliantly, as if a colorful cloud had fallen from the sky, and as if several oil paintings had been unfolded. The golden dandelion blooms like bright stars scattered on the green carpet.
The slender branches are full of magnificent flowers, and the flowers are as red as fire. The core is yellow as a flame and full of heroic spirit. In the spring breeze, petals are like silver frost flowers, like transparent jade pieces, like washed rouge.
Tulips are in full bloom, like small flames. Flaming Panzhihua. Like a crimson morning mist floating in the valley.
One or two blooming water-red lotus flowers are like a girl shyly showing her red face and smiling at people. Little blue morning glory hangs her head affectionately, as if waiting for someone to touch her.
Violets have many light blue flowers, as bright as children's eyes. It is not in full bloom yet, a few delicate petals are shyly curled up around its wet flower heart, and two or three crystal dewdrops are shining on the flowers.
The blooming roses give people a feeling of unkempt appearance. Like a woman with long hair, they are frivolous and vulgar. Daffodils are in full bloom. Slender pedicels hold golden ears and sway in the evening breeze.
Clusters of saffron are gold, pink and purple. But they have passed the vigorous season, and they are all deaf people pulling their heads and withering like pale snowflakes. There are hundreds of apricot flowers. Like a steaming cloud with fire.
? Several big bellflower bloomed lavender faces from the dark yellow dead leaves ―― this is the first sleeping flower in Poland. The dragon claw branches of the single-plank bridge are covered with pine flowers, which look like scales and clouds in the moonlight. ? Pale cyan, blue and lavender cornflowers are exposed in the middle of the slender grass stems.
? Black-purple, flame-like red, mottled and golden cherry blossoms, like goose down carpet, spread all over the earth. ? There are more than a dozen lotus flowers in the lake, with water drops on the bracts and water drops rolling around on the lotus leaves.
? Yellow flowers that melt into one color burn like a golden ocean. ? In the sunset, Shandandan's brilliant red flowers sparkled in his eyes, as if they were bleeding from the window, which was beautiful.
? A small orchid, as delicate as jade. ? The wild rose blooms happily like a small red fruit. Rhododendrons cluster together, colorful, like spewing flames, like burning clouds, like dancing red silk.
? Clusters of yellow bud firecrackers are warm, like clusters of burning firecrackers. ? Winter jasmine, like a parabola, is thrown in all directions from one point, without a branch slanting out, bunches, thick green as blue.
? The wild flowers all over the mountains have been blooming like fire and tea, and they are as red as oil. The blooming Lingling fragrance is as rich as honey, which makes people intoxicated. You see, pomegranate flowers gradually turn red and gradually split into four petals from the top. No sharp scissors can cut out auspicious symmetry. Water chestnut has golden flowers scattered on the water, sandwiched between green cattails, looking from a distance. These little flowers are even yellow. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petaled white with green plum blossoms, deep yellow with fragrant wintersweet, and a green weed under the snow.
? The river bank is covered with wild flowers higher than the horse's head, including red, yellow, blue, white and purple. They are colorful, such as endless brocade, as dazzling as rosy clouds on the horizon, as gorgeous as Changhong at high altitude. Dandelion's blossoming yellow flowers are gorgeous-small and delicate, like some chickens. They flapped their wings and smiled, looking so kind and lovely. ? On the high ground, Magnolia gently swayed its bud, just like an ivory incense burner, emitting a more elegant fragrance than the burning incense in the church.
? Water lilies are intricately blooming with pistil florets, flying on them like a purple butterfly. ? Small flowers emit bright blue, like children blinking in the dazzling light.
? Eagle claw flower not only looks like eagle claw, but also looks like an eagle spreading its wings. ? That flower is like ten thousand pieces of Danxia and a thousand pieces of red brocade. It's beautiful.
? Wildflowers are bathed more brightly. They are as delicate as a girl's face. ? Lilacs are as bright as crazy. The whole garden is full of purple waves and fragrant.
? The hillside is green and full of colorful flowers, like a large piece of jade inlaid with various treasures and stones. The petals are white as suet, ivory-like, white and transparent, and beautifully carved. Looking around, the garden is full of red flowers and green flowers of Merlin. The wind shakes the branches of flowers, and the fragrance of the fields is like patches of colorful clouds, spreading between snowy hillsides and shiny green leaves, holding out thousands of big flowers with double petals, so red, and each flower is like a bright flame.
Magnolia is plain, crystal clear and graceful. This is plum blossom, including red plum, Bai Mei, green plum and cinnabar plum. Every plum blossom is a poem.
The flower is as big as a celadon bowl and seems to have been fished out of an ancient pond. It is full of water, graceful and beautiful. This year's osmanthus is particularly lush, with clusters of pale yellow flowers and layers of branches.
The above is for reference, please adopt it.
3. Complete poems describing flowers in Chinese textbooks for primary school flower appreciation poems.
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
Spring can't shut the garden, an almond goes out of the wall.
A little green and a little red, no need for more touching spring scenery.
It is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.
In the former deep Xue Cun, a branch was opened last night.
Don't praise the good color, keep it fresh and dry.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
The lotus leaf on the second day is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower on the second day is of different colors.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
I don't know if it started spraying recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
Lotus fragrance sells in late summer, and chrysanthemum gas enters the new autumn.
Bamboo contains new powder, and red lotus loses its clothes.
The entrance is opposite to the wine, and the hibiscus is open on all sides.
The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves.
The bamboo stream is green, and the lotus flower is fragrant in the mirror.
Round lotus floating leaves, fine wheat falling light flowers
The wind contains Cui Juan and the rain is red and fragrant.
The water surface is clear and round, and the wind and load are lifted one by one.
Lotus leaves are like clouds, and boats roll into Xiling.
Rouge snow thin smoked, jade plate high luminous.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate flowers burned.
Autumn chrysanthemum is more beautiful because of its good color.
The rain is deep, and the frost is half lotus.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Purple half-open hedge chrysanthemum is quiet, and red is full of sorrow.
Waiting for the arrival of autumn, on the eighth day of September, my flowers bloom and all flowers wither.
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
Lotus flowers are not covered by rain, and chrysanthemums still have Ao Shuang branches.
After dusk, Dongli wine is dark and fragrant.
There are thousands of birds singing in the Spring Festival and flowers flying all the way in February.
Huayang fish pod has no talent and can only solve the problem of heavy snow all over the sky.
The moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless flowers have passed without a shadow.
The spring breeze does not lift the ban on poplars, which is foggy and messy.
Despite painting a Zhu Hu, the spring breeze is comfortable.
Spring is divided into three parts, dust into two parts, and water into two parts.
There is no one in the willow path, and Liu Xufei has no shadow
Pink, fragrant array every day.
Flocculation is silent, tears fall in spring, clouds have shadows, and the moon has shame.
There is no one in the stream, and they are falling in succession.
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. Similarity and difference are wonderful.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently.
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.
There are no catkins because of the wind, only sunflowers are inclined to the sun.
In Wan Li, the spring grass is warm and the clouds are light, and the palace flowers are given away.
Flowers and grass are in full bloom in Yue Nv's eyes, small white and long red cheeks.
At the end of spring, the flower stands want to resign, and the flowers dance empty.
If you are interested in falling flowers, come and go by boat.
Flowers must be rogue, and purple butterflies and wasps have feelings.
The fragrance reached the heavenly heart, but it was not known to ordinary flowers and trees.
Where the fragrance smells flowing water, the shadow falls on the savage.
I hope the wind blows far away and the home lane is spring.
Looking at the vast Xiang Xue, my mountain is a good title.
The breeze and raindrops are covered with moss, and the fragrance of the desert is silent.
After China's entry into WTO, red snow and cold snow are adopted, and purple clouds are cut with dust fragrance.
It looks like an ordinary color, and the shadow is caused by his ice and snow.
White eyebrows are lazy to give red berries, and they must be gorgeous first to meet the drunken eyes.
There is no snow in the quiet room, and there is a sunset in the running water.
Write a poem about green leaves and flowers on campus. Every sentence rhymes and reads very smoothly. Try it if you don't believe me:
The prosperity of love
You said you were a flower floating in the world.
My tired wanderer is crazy enough to take you away.
You stopped me with a lie that conveyed words and rhythms.
The green trees and red flowers outside the window have been blooming desperately all summer.
When will the flying wing come to gather in prosperity?
Lonely enough to remove all the red clothes.
Finish the last summer of twenty.
Stop at a myth, you always praise my genius.
Lies that have encouraged me to be my own audience for years.
Move to another city and ignore my concern for you.
When exploring the road, I will also say something to strangers.
But I can't get away with it because of you.
It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is.
At that time, I had drifted to the end of the world.
Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regret it.
After a rain, a rainbow appeared on the vast sea.
I swore that I would love her even if I was silent for a lifetime.
You are a flower that blooms in my soul world and never fades.
5. Poems about campus enter the campus.
This book is full of fragrance.
Warm wind,
Blow around.
Campus is poetry,
The campus is a painting.
Campus is a long river of history,
The campus is Xiangshan, with red leaves like fire.
This is the ocean of poetry,
This is a paradise for flowers.
We work here,
We harvest here.
Our campus,
It is a paradise of dreams!
Four seasons songs on campus
Golden campus
We came noisily.
Young mind
Full of infinite expectations
The world in plain clothes
We let off steam.
Passionate feelings
The colorful life of radiation
Green campus
Those ignorant teenagers
Publicize the glory of life
Appreciate the infinity of knowledge
Hot campus
Those young faces
Full of knowledge
Looking forward to the new school year
Four seasons campus
Every year is more colorful.
at once
We have grown up.
therefore
With the joy of growing up
We left silently.
On pure and fertile land
It breeds our hope for tomorrow.
We are eager to be an eagle in the future.
Soar above the sky
it's you
Let my life have a good start.
it's you
Aroused my curiosity.
it's you
Help me become useful and help me fly.
You taught me.
Give someone flowers, leave a lingering fragrance in your hand.
You taught me.
Increase people's smiles and make their hearts happy.
today
I want to put the most beautiful flowers.
today
I want to put the sweetest smile
give you
My dearest school
A monument that will always stand in my heart.
On a main road,
I remember there was a primary school auditorium.
There is the sound of reading in the morning.
Lang Lang:
Everyone is a real pillar.
Despite the storm,
Soaring in all directions.
Now I look at my hometown in tears,
Vast:
When will I tell you my heart?