Modern poetry of peony flowers

1. Modern Peony Poems

Modern poems about peony flowers 1. Modern peony poems

"Ode to Peony" Author: Zhang Geng-Wu You are bathed in the soft wind in May, rooted in solid soil and covered with colorful robes. You are not a flash in the pan, but an Ivy Garden ... When I first saw you, you were so charming and charming. You are pure and stand proudly, and never lower your noble head! You said you were nostalgic, and I said I forgot to return. The peony in Luoyang is not as bright as that in Heze. You are wearing a wreath made of peony. Your face looks like it was dyed by Xia Hong in the south of the Yangtze River. When you miss each other's heart, your pulse vibrates deeply with your heartbeat! Your free and easy love and sincerity are all rendered in the deep truth, and the beauty of wine is waiting for you in the blooming season of peony. ...

Obviously it's just a chance encounter, but I often call in my dreams; Waiting people, time is too lazy, go and see the spring outside the window. I said, you will always be my queen, your beauty is my blue sea and blue sky, and I will never meet another love again. No matter before or after death, that lonely and sad heart has been filled with you.

White petals, yellow petals, red petals, warm spring breeze, dancing butterflies. I can see people's hearts are open, and this magical land is full of fragrance! The ancient country is beating a strong heart, just like this petal, full of sunshine, rain and dew, full of love, so stretch out our hands to create this flower and care for it.

Third, they leave on a whim, cunning businessmen! Street people! Their footprints are on the noisy road, leaving no trace! Not more than a day, not more than a sentence, not more than a dime. I don't want to appear, I just sit in a poem and miss my peony-she loves proudly and purely in the season of life, in the land of freedom and in the heart of joy.

My harvest, you see, is legendary. You have been troubled by a legend for a long time. Chang 'an and Luoyang are two indispensable entrances. In fact, a flower just wants to start its own legend. The standard is to flaunt orthodoxy. It is a deep-rooted match. It is a vulgar taste and a sketch of legendary mentality. In fact, you are a flower. You are persistent in nature and grew up in the wind and rain. Open in the sun, there will be tolerance and imagination. Only flowers, singing and laughing have always been equated with a broad mind. Some people compare it to the philosophical elegance of three flowers in the ocean. In addition to the richness behind the splendor, it needs real understanding and deep-rooted love. Applause has been repeated for a long time, but it is no longer a compliment itself, but a hypocritical confession. We need pure appreciation, noble applause and contradictory ideas. How can we expect flowers to bloom and fall and be compatible with each other? A flower can be a philosophy. A spring river has never declined, and the four corners step out of the cage to look warm and ordinary, adding a little elegance and flowers. The flowering period continues in the wind, facing the sea on five sides, from plateau to lake, from mountains to plains, from inland to seashore, from city to country, the flowers are tied tightly, and thousands of graceful women bloom. Palm trees dancing like the tide surround the mountains and face the sea. There is no whispering and whispering in the bustling school. Who said that time will definitely make people grow old and waste their youth? It was near dusk, and I was so kind that I didn't bleed when I hurt my wound, but I shed tears. I danced wildly in the wind for a while, and my eyes narrowed with broken hair. I forgot, forgot-the wind stopped, my heart calmed down, and the peony flowers fell. Red dust-red dust-red dust. Poetry-Peony's Paradise-Love Poem Clock is one touching ballad after another. Beautiful rainbows surge with the elegant life of peony. The peony blossomed, and everyone was stunned by it. Peony flower is a thawed river, which suddenly turned Yao Huang and Wei Zi into peony flowers. It is the surging spring tide that changes the red, orange, yellow and green peony endlessly. Pour out your love for spring. In spring, colorful feathers will fly forever on the petals of peony, and the dream of freedom will stretch in spring. Colorful clouds will soar in the land of Qingming Grain Rain. Just because its peony seems to have met an old lover, I am too lazy to move, but sometimes I somehow recall that the first lingering is a flower. Everyone has their own beauty, just like a woman. There is always a vivid side. Peony may be more eye-catching, so wealth, elegance and nobility all need it. I have never been near flowers, and I am as close as a moral man and woman with peony. I can always resist the last line of defense of emotions. However, I have always liked peony. From books, paintings and various media, I can clearly feel her beauty like spring breeze, and praise women's green dignity to the thin land, and it is best to use peony. Her smile is definitely brighter than flowers. Peony is born a nobleman. The beauty of her motherland is praised by men. Many legends and stories are flying all over the sky because of her. Actually, my wish is very small. I want to be a long-lived bee and live for another forty or fifty years. The peony in Luoyang will bloom and suck for me, so that I can savor the sweetness of love.

2. Modern poems describing peony

The peony demon in front of the "peony appreciation" court was unqualified, and the lotus on the pool was pure and had a special liking.

Only the peony is the real beauty, which attracted countless people to appreciate at the flowering stage and alarmed the whole Chang 'an City. Wang Wei's "Red Peony" (Tang Dynasty) is green and quiet, and the red color is shallow and deep.

In the face of withering, peony is sad from it. Can you understand peony's thoughts? It has been ten years since the Peony Pavilion by Chen (Song) entered the customs.

Years have made me old. Today, I am alone, wandering on the green pier by the spring breeze stream and enjoying the blooming peony. Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) Peony Square Peony Square, Peony Square, Golden Flower Ruby Room.

A thousand pieces of red Xia Ying rot, and a hundred crimson lights are bright. According to the ground, the Jinxiu Festival opens at the beginning, when the wind doesn't knot the blue musk deer sac.

Fairy trees are white and colorless, and the peach blossoms of the Queen Mother are small and not fragrant. Dewdrops are lavender, and the red light shines at sunrise, E68A 84E79FA5E98193313334626462.

There are shades of red and purple, and the back is always very low Ying Ye is sentimental and ashamed, and lying in the flowers is hard to make up.

Doubt covers your mouth, resentment and low charming smile, such as heartbroken. Rich and expensive multimedia messages are brilliant and colorful, and they are unparalleled.

Dianthus money is fine, and hibiscus peony is bitter. So the princes and nobles swam across the corolla face to face.

The car is soft and expensive, the princess is fragrant, and the shirt is thin. Gong Wei's house is quietly closed in the East Courtyard, and Ximing Temple is deeply open in the North Gallery.

Play butterfly and double dance to see people for a long time, and the residual warbler is in Changchun. * * * I'm worried about staying in the sun, but the curtains are still hanging in the shade.

Flowers bloom and fall for 20 days, and people in a city are crazy. It runs in the family, quality is better than quality, and Zhong Hua's heart is not heavy.

Zhong Hua has been to Peony Square, and its arrival is not today. Yuan, worried about farming and mulberry, was moved by heaven.

Last year, Jiahe gave birth to nine ears, and Tanaka was lonely. This year, Ruimai is divided into two parts, and no one knows your heart.

No one knows, but sighs. I would like to seek the power of nature for the time being to reduce the enchanting color of peony.

Pay less attention to the Qing people's love for flowers, like my husband is worried about crops. Xue Tao's "Peony" (Tang Dynasty) disappeared in the late spring, and the tears were wet and red.

Often afraid of breaking up with martial arts, why is there a Wuling period? Love is fragrant in every direction.

3. Modern poems describing peony flowers

The ancient and modern chrysanthemum poem "Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yuanzhen is like a Taoist poem, and the autumn silk gradually slants the fence.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Tao Jin Yuanming's Book of the Republic of China: Fang Jukai Lin Yao and Song Qingyan watch and practice.

With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost. Tang Taizong's "Endowed with Residual Chrysanthemum": The summer frost condenses in Taiwan, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning.

Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant. Thin leaves are light green and round flowers are light yellow.

Still holding the color of this year, after reunion, it will be fragrant. Tang Du Fu's Nine Days in Yun 'an: Cold flowers are exhausted and chrysanthemums are full of branches.

Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed. Don Bai Juyi's "Chanting Chrysanthemum": A new frost hits the tile overnight, and the banana is newly defeated.

Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn. Tang Wu Lu Lei's "Chrysanthemum" is a golden dress with elegant white jade skin.

Knowing it is very different, as cold as old. It's hard to fall to the ground. It's better to die.

Tang Li Shangyin's "Chrysanthemum" is purple and dark, melting and smelting yellow. They have the color of Tao Yuanming's Hedgerow and the fragrance of Lohan House.

Chrysanthemum is not afraid of wet dew, but afraid of the arrival of the sunset. I am willing to stay by the water and drink the parrot cup, hoping to come to the feast of the rich.

Su Songshi's "Zhao Chang Lengju" makes the gold nucleus shine. Want to know the medicine to delay aging, let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend.

Song Yang Wanli's "Singing Chrysanthemum" has always had its own physical attributes. Who is greedy for cold and thin? Chrysanthemum white chooses the country of wind and frost, not chrysanthemum outside spring. Fan Chengda's "Chrysanthemum after the Double Ninth Festival" in Song Dynasty shows that the isolated east hedge is wet and exposed, and the sand shines on the front golden house.

A few girls in the world have no high rhyme and only look at flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. Song's "Folding Chrysanthemum on September 12th" is good at yellow flowers and pink powder, and Chongyang acrobatics with dogwood.

The later you start, the more you see Cao, which makes you laugh at the way those outdated children do. Song Mei Yao Chen's "Canju" is littered with golden stamens. Although it has withered, it will not change its fragrance.

The forest is secluded and the car is still clear. Song Zhu Shu Zhen's Chrysanthemum can be white or red, and you can still love it at night.

I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind. Jin Yuanhao asked the poet of "Fu October Chrysanthemum" to give autumn fragrance to old people and pass it on to good writers in the evening.

If it weren't for the west wind to keep guests, the plum blossom would have declined for a long time. Zhou's "Chrysanthemum" began to blossom in the crisp autumn, but it turned from cold to prosperous.

The west wind gate is full of fragrance, except for the Taos who come to my house. Yin Mingtang's "Chrysanthemum" hometown spit out the secluded grass of three paths, and Xuanshuang fell into the blue sky overnight.

How many people have not returned to the end of the world, looking at the autumn wind through the fence. There are more than 100 kinds of famous chrysanthemums in Dong's "Appreciating Chrysanthemums", and the flowers are beautiful and beautiful.

Autumn is light outside the nursery, and spring is spinning in front of you. Who is responsible for good luck? Diligent, intelligent and self-professional.

Invited guests * * *; Singing music is extended for one year. Chen Yi's "Autumn Chrysanthemum" Autumn chrysanthemum can Ao Shuang, and the wind and frost are good and evil.

This performance is cold-resistant, and wind and frost can't help it! Yang's wild chrysanthemums have lost their glitz, carved the vastness of the sky and the infinity of the earth, rendered the happiness of clouds landing, greeted the sun's smile with the smile of the sun, and the full dialogue collided with a series of quiet eyes. Simple conversation needs no words, and it is often a parting that is gently brushed or rolled up by the wind. Rain gives the slender branches pure blood, and the poet is also the backbone of the head, beating life and stretching the wasteland, but leaving the soul of the wilderness. The beauty lies in a place that deviates from the hubbub, and the chrysanthemum poem in A Dream of Red Mansions can be described as a must. Please enjoy the chrysanthemum poems in the Red Chamber Art Garden, reminiscing about the west wind, and meditating, which is heartbroken when it is red and white. There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear.

I miss the wild goose, and I sit and listen to the evening anvil. Who pity me for my yellow flower disease and comfort me for seeing you again in Chongyang?

-constant visit chrysanthemum, while first frost gave it a try, the glass was filled with mo for a long time. Who planted first frost the month before? Where is autumn outside the fence? Wax is far away, and cold songs are not enough.

If a yellow flower helps a poet, it won't be a stick today. -Prince Hongyi planted chrysanthemums, moved them to the autumn nursery with a hoe, and planted them in front of the fence.

I didn't expect to survive the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost today. Autumn scenery wrote thousands of poems and got drunk with a glass of ice.

Fill the spring with mud to protect it, and you will know that the well diameter is dust-free. -Yi Gongzi's move to Chrysanthemum Garden is more expensive than gold, a little shallow and a clump deep.

Sitting on the fence, sitting on your head, kneeling in the Leng Xiang. Shu Yun is even more arrogant. It seems that I am the only one who knows her! It is better to cherish every inch of yin than to waste time and live up to his expectations.

-pillow summer old friends offer chrysanthemums and play the piano to consider wine. Very likable. A few cases adorn you. There are three paths of incense, and the book thrower is right for an autumn.

First frost made a new dream by clearing the paper account, and the cold sunset in the nursery recalled the past. In a world that is proud of the same smell, the spring breeze will not stay for a long time.

-Sleeping in the summer, old friends sing chrysanthemums, rogue poets are ignorant and ignorant, and they sink their voices around the fence. I write in the frost at the tip of my hair, and I sing to the moon in my mouth.

All the words on paper are their own sorrow. Who can understand their inner feelings through words only? A sentence from Tao, Changfeng said today. -Princess Xiaoxiang loves painting chrysanthemums and poems. Is it a contest between painters and painters? Pick leaves and splash them into thousands of ink, and save flowers to dye a few traces of frost.

The light and thick god will shadow in front of the wind, and the fragrance at the bottom of the wrist will be born in autumn. Don't admit Dongli is idle, stick to the screen to chat and comfort Chongyang.

-Constantly ask Chrysanthemum if she wants to know the feelings of autumn, mumbling to knock on the fence: Who is lonely and proud? Late to blossom? Why is the garden lonely? Will red laurel be lovesick? If you don't talk about anything in the world, why not talk about it for a while? -Princess Xiaoxiang is busy planting fences every day. I have to take a break to recognize the makeup in the mirror.

Chang' an childe loves flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is addicted to alcohol. The short temples are cold and exposed in three ways, and the kudzu towel is dyed with nine autumn cream.

Clap your hands and laugh at the roadside when you are in high spirits. -Qiu Guang, the shadows of chrysanthemums under bananas overlap and move in three ways.

The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen breaks the moon lock exquisitely. Cold fragrance should stay in the soul, and frost seal is vivid and dreamy.

Take care of the faint fragrance, don't step on it. Who can recognize when he is drunk? -Xia Zhen's old friend Jumeng fence is sunny in autumn, but cloudy in the month. To become immortal is not to admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies, but to look back and find Tao.

When you sleep, you will be bad with the goose, and when you are surprised, you will be upset. When you wake up, who will complain: the grass is cool and the smoke is infinite! -Princess Xiaoxiang's residual chrysanthemum dew frost is gradually falling, and the feast is only after the light snow.

There is more incense gold in Tiri than in the branches. It's cold and late in Wan Li.

See you in the autumn wind next year, and miss you for the time being! Find it yourself.

4. Modern Peony Poetry

2. Out of the legend, you have always been a Chang 'an and Luoyang are two indispensable entrances. In fact, a flower just wants to start its own legend. The standard is to flaunt orthodoxy. It is a deep-rooted match. It is a vulgar taste and a sketch of legendary mentality. In fact, you are a persistent flower in essence. Growing up in the wind and rain and opening up in the sun will have tolerance and imagination. Only a collection of flower songs is equivalent to a broad mind and compared to the philosophical demeanor of three flowers in the ocean. In addition to the richness behind it, we need real understanding and deep love. There was a lot of applause, but it was sung for a long time. It is no longer a compliment itself, but a false confession. We need pure appreciation and noble applause. How can we expect flowers to bloom and fall, and be inclusive? The spirit is equipped with vigilance and the future. A flower can be a philosophy. A river never declines. The four corners have stepped out of the cage and seem to be warmly integrated into the ordinary. Reflects the elegance of flowers. The flowering period has been in the wind, and the flowering period has been continuing on five sides, from the plateau to the lake, from the mountains and rivers to the plain, from the mainland to the seaside, from the city to the countryside, flowers are tied and blooming, and thousands of them are graceful. Surrounded by palms, the mountain faces the sea. But I shed tears. I danced wildly in the wind for a while, and my eyes narrowed with broken hair. I forgot, forgot-the wind stopped, my heart calmed down, and the peony flowers fell. Red dust-red dust-red dust. Peony-the love bell of poetry, touching singing, beautiful rainbow, graceful life of peony, peony blossoms, and the whole people are surprised by peony blossoms. Peony blossoms are a thawed river, which makes Yao Huang and Wei Zi blossom in one breath. Peony is a surging spring tide, and the red, orange, yellow and green peony changes endlessly, pouring out its love for spring. Peony petals, peony forever fluttering colorful feathers, stretching the dream of freedom in spring. Peony leaps colorful clouds and floats in the land of Qingming Grain Rain. I am too lazy to move, but sometimes I recall inexplicably that the first lingering is a flower. Everyone has their own beauty, just like a woman. There is always a vivid side. Peony may be more eye-catching, so wealth, elegance and nobility all need it. I've never been near these flowers. Being close to peony, just like a moral man and woman, can always resist the last line of defense of emotion. However, I have always liked peony, from books to paintings. From all kinds of media, I can clearly feel her blowing with the spring breeze, praising the beauty of women's green dignity in that thin land. It is best to use peony. Her smile is definitely brighter than flowers. Peony is born a nobleman. The beauty of her motherland is praised by men. So many legends and stories are because she is everywhere. My wish is very small. I want to be a long-lived bee and live for another forty or fifty years. The peonies in Luoyang are all blooming and sucking for me, so let me savor the sweetness of love.

5. Modern poetry praising peony (praising life)

Serenade of Peaceful Joy/ Lyrics to the Joy of Peace and Tranquillity

Lipper

Famous flowers fall in love and laugh like kings.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion leans against the railing in the north.

red peony

Wang Wei

The green leaves of red peony are quietly unfolding, and the color of red peony is bright and deep.

In the face of withering, peony is sad from it. Can you understand peony's thoughts?

peony

Liu

Whoever doesn't love peony flowers is the best thing in the city.

It is suspected that Luochuan goddess did it and tried every means to break the morning glow.

Buy flowers

Tang Bai Juyi

The imperial city withered in spring, and it was noisy.

* * * If you say peony, you will buy flowers with you.

The price is changeable, and the reward value depends on the number of flowers.

Burn a hundred red flowers and press five bundles of vegetarian food.

Hang a curtain on it and weave a fence next to it.

Sprinkle water and seal it with mud, and the color will not change.

Everyone is used to it, and everyone is confused.

There is an Weng who comes to buy flowers occasionally.

Bow your head and sigh alone. This sigh is nobody's business.

A bunch of dark flowers, ten people bless!

Mudan Ziqu

Li He in Tang Dynasty

Lotus branches are not old, with metal spring grass.

Water can't fill the moon basin with fragrant mud, and the green room welcomes Xiaobai all night.

Beauty is full of drunken smoke, and the evening flowers are scattered and butterflies stop.

Liang Yi is old, Se is here, and the wind is blowing the strings of Shu.

It is the ceremony that drags the Shu account to a faint, and the blush falls.

Where does Tan Lang Xie Nv sleep? On the balcony, the moonlight shines on people and whispers at night.

Ti Gong Yi Cheng Xiang Tian Xiang Tang

Song Yang Wanli

If you don't watch it, the north of the agarwood pavilion is a dedicated east wind, and Xianer's words are useless.

If you don't see me, you will come in spring first, and all the leaders will hold Yao Day.

This flower can turn you into a king, and everything will spring in one wind and one rain.

Very clean spring, picking yellow and purple and returning to the coal table.

Tianxiang dyed mountain dragon clothes and Yufen dyed Shuiyun Town.

Qingyuan Egret is full of pine and bamboo, and it is dyed into the sky by the canal.

Does anyone know that Wei Yao and Xianggong moved to Los Angeles?

Call, make a splash, caress and attract strangers. Who gets drunk before you get drunk?

6. Who can help me find a modern poem about Luoyang peony?

Four peony poems in Luoyang miss Luoyang and watch Luoyang. The clouds in Ran Ran are getting longer and longer, and the two rivers meet. Peony is my hometown. I miss my hometown and look at it from afar. The moon is full and the night is bright. Life is bumpy but I cherish it. Swallows still nest on the old wall. 09-04-2 1 Los Angeles in April (56) @ Go back to the old place and have a warm morning. What does Happy Ran Ran mean? Peony is everywhere in this city. April is the best season, and youth is slow. It's cold and hot in the north and south, but it's spring here! Luoyang Peony (56) @ Layers of peony flowers, with endless jagged layers. 09-03-26 Don't smile in late spring, but love this haze when you are warm. Red, yellow, pink and purple are all colors, and the Luo Yi River surrounds Fanghua. Guests don't talk about the world, Luoyang is still my home! My old capital Luoyang (120) @ Song floating clouds, I drifted by, looking back to the southwest, 09-04-14/16/17 green hovering around; Elo came in droves, with trees holding pots, rich vegetation and birds singing happily; Three generations of Tibetan students, the soul of the nine dynasties, the five capitals scattered, and the town of Dingyi Gankun; Mountains and rivers win each other, the sun and the moon * * * pictures and texts, the weekly listening to music, and the ancient sound of the horse temple; Autumn wind blows Luopu, Xiaoyue reflects Tianjin, Longmen Mountain is beautiful, and Peony City is in spring; Sui and Tang dynasty painting style, Han and Wei calligraphy rhyme, the root of this place, the spirit of dragon and horse! Quasi-Peony Square (167) @ Peony Square, Peony Square, Golden Flower Ruby Room, 09-04- 18/ 19/20 Where do you know? In my dream, I was vaguely dressed in neon. Di Zi is in Lop, swaying clouds and wearing a Gorkon. Its dignified appearance is like the end of the moon and its modality is like the sunset. A group of endless bile music played in the bath, swaying with the wind, laughing in a low voice, waking up with the morning sun and the morning dew, and sleeping in the breeze with Zhang Yun at dusk. I don't know what Chinese calligraphy is. Regardless of Zhaojun and Channiang, they are naturally visitors to the Fairy Palace, and they are next to Luoshui every Spring Festival Evening. There are Zhiting orchids on the shore, and the clouds are falling, which can't tolerate the cold envy of plum blossoms and lack of enchanting sex. In order to celebrate the geometric prosperity, the poetry of the ages came out of Luoyang, and today it weaves beautiful clouds and smells like hometown! Postscript: "Spring flowers and autumn moon are the most beautiful feelings of teenagers. They cherish life like smoke. They hurried by and cherished their time. They never stop taking our years to the sky. They are changeable. Only love is eternal. Beautiful flowers do not bloom often. Pleasant people don't stay often. Don't ask me where I come from. I am a spring breeze like a rain flower. It can only give beautiful women real feelings. It's sunny today, too. It takes a good full moon to sing. "

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