1. Ancient poems describing apricot blossoms, peach blossoms and plum blossoms
May I ask where the restaurant is?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village in the distance.
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo,
Ducks are prophets of the warm spring river water.
I knew it was not snow from a distance.
I asked the restaurant where it was because of the faint fragrance.
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village from a distance.
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo,
Ducks are prophets of the warm spring river water.
I know it’s not snow from afar,
because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Apricot Blossom
Qing Ye Yuan
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The lotus leaves in the green pond are tender, and the red apricot flowers are delicate.
The Early Spring Rain in Lin'an
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, selling apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.
Peach Blossom
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossom in the mountain temple begins to bloom.
Spring Embrace in the Mountains
Tang Qiji
What is not a mess, peach blossoms and rain are more beautiful
Plum Blossoms
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The plum blossoms are broken in front of the wax, and there are more plum blossoms in the later years.
Plum Blossoms
Lu You of the Song Dynasty
I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, and snow piles filled the four mountains.
The plum blossoms need to be three points whiter than the snow, but the snow loses some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms
The spring scenery in the garden cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall
Bao Jianfeng The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.
There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone. . 2. Who knows the poems about plum blossoms and apricot blossoms
Dark fragrance and sparse shadows Jiang Kui
In the winter of 1911, I carried snow to the Shihu Lake. At the end of the month, I taught Jiansuo Sentences and recruited new sounds to compose these two pieces of music. Shihu played with it endlessly and asked the prostitutes to learn it. The syllables were harmonious and euphemistic, so they named it "Dark Fragrance" and "Sparse Shadow".
Secret fragrance
In the old days, the moonlight shone on me several times, and I played the flute beside the plum blossoms. To arouse beautiful women, no matter the cold or climbing. He Xun is getting older now and has forgotten the spring breeze of poetry. But it is strange that the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold and enters the Yao mat.
Jiang Guo is in complete silence. Sigh and send it to the road far away, the snow is beginning to accumulate at night. Cui Zun is easy to cry, but the red calyx is speechless and remembers each other. I remember once hand in hand, thousands of trees overwhelmed the cold green of the West Lake. There are also pieces and pieces, and they are all blown away. How long will it take to see them?
Sparse shadows
The mossy branches are decorated with jade, and there are small green birds, sleeping together on the branches. We met as guests, at dusk at the corner of the fence, leaning against the bamboos in silence. Zhaojun was not used to Hu Shayuan, but he secretly recalled Jiangnan and Jiangbei. I want to wear the ring and return on a moonlit night, turning it into this lonely flower.
I still remember the old things in the palace. The man was sleeping and flew close to the moth green. Nothing is like the spring breeze, no matter whether it is waxing or waning, it will arrange the golden house as early as possible. He also taught me to go with the tide, but resented and lamented the jade dragon. When I am tired, I look for the fragrance again, and it has entered the small window banner.
Lone Goose Li Qingzhao
People in the world write plum poems in a vulgar way. I tried to write an article and found out that the preface was not unreasonable.
Falling asleep under the rattan bed and paper tent, I have endless words and wonderful thoughts. The ashes of smoke are broken by the coldness of the jade furnace, and my feelings are like water. Three flute sounds, the plum blossom heart is broken, so much love in spring.
The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again. When the flute player leaves the jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it.
Linjiang Fairy Plum Li Qingzhao
The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring, who is haggard and loses her beauty. It’s good to have clear dreams at night, and it should be from Nanzhi. The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful. The Qiang pipes in the south tower are no longer playing. Who knows when the strong fragrance blows away, but the warm wind will be too late to reach the apricot blossoms?
The beautiful people are beautiful. Li Qingzhao feels the plum blossoms blooming in the back pavilion
The jade is thin and fragrant, and the sandalwood is deep in the snow Goodbye, I hate that it’s too late to explore plum blossoms this year. Jianglou Chu Pavilion, the water is far between the clouds. The clear day is forever, leaning on the railing and the green curtain is rolled down. When a guest arrives, the wine in front of him is full, and the sound of singing flows like a stream of water. The south branches can be planted, but they need to be pruned frequently. Don't wait for the west tower to sound the Qiang pipe several times.
Fisherman's Proud Li Qingzhao
It is known that spring has arrived in the snow, the winter plum blossoms are dotted with delicate twigs, the fragrant face is half-opened and charming, and in the court, the beauty is bathing in new makeup.
Fortune may be more intentional, so the moon shines brightly. ***The bounty is green ants, don't quit being drunk, this flower is not comparable to other flowers.
Yulouchun. Red Plum Li Qingzhao
Are you willing to put the red buds into pieces and explore the southern branches to bloom? I don’t know how long it has been brewing, but I can see that it contains infinite meaning.
The Taoist is haggard under the spring window, dull and damaged, and worried about not leaning on it. Come and have a rest if you want to take a look. It may not be possible tomorrow.
Liuyao Ling Yan Jidao
The wind is still snowy, the melodious news of spring, the new hatred leaning on the building at the end of the world, the willows are green, and there are still few wild geese in the south clouds. There is no reason for the word brocade, Baochai Yao banquet, in the sound of colorful strings, it is spelled as a guest who has not returned before.
I think about the sparse plum blossoms at this time, the fragrance is white at the end of the month, who will go around the front stream after saying goodbye and pick the branches with their hands. Don't worry about the high and the far away, but give me the bagpipe, which makes me sad and lonely. I spend time in the past and have more sentimental personal memories.
Die Lian Hua Ouyang Xiu
The east wind blows coldly behind the curtain, and the fragrant plum blossoms in the snow indicate that spring has come early. The branches of the red wax branches are small, and the ribbons are cut with gold knives.
Warm the golden furnace and smoke the algae. The wine enters the horizontal wave, making me sleepy and troubled. I slept well in the spring with embroidered quilt at five o'clock, and I didn't notice the dawn of the screen window under the curtain.
Plum Blossoms Lead. Jingxi Blocks Snow Jiang Jie
The white gull asked me whether I stayed in my body or my heart when I parked my boat. If your heart stays for a while, why should you frown? The wind blows and the small curtain lights are faintly dancing, and the idle shadows are deserted and clear, recalling old travels.
Are you still here today? Flowers outside the building, Liu Xiazhou. It’s a dream, but it’s not a dream, and the cold water flows empty. The yellow clouds in the desert are soaked through the kapok fur. It is said that no one is as worried as me. It is snowing tonight and there are plum blossoms, which are as sad as me.
Qingpingle Li Yu
Don’t come in the middle of spring, it will touch your eyes and break your heart. The fallen plum blossoms are like snow, and they are still full after being brushed.
There is no proof of the arrival of wild geese, and it is difficult to realize the dream of returning home after a long journey. Leaving hatred is like grass in spring, we can travel farther and still be alive.
"The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The world has been as thin as gauze for many years, so who makes people ride horses in Beijing?
Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty.
The short paper is laid slantingly, making grass, and the fine breasts of the clear window are used to share tea.
Don’t sigh in plain clothes because of the wind and dust, you will still be home at the Qingming Festival.
"Spring in the Jade House" Song Qi, Song Dynasty
The scenery in the east city is gradually becoming better, and the wrinkled ripples welcome guests.
The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring breeze is stirring on the red apricot branches.
I hate the lack of pleasure when I grow up, but I am willing to love a thousand gold and smile lightly.
I hold wine for you to welcome the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers.
"Butterflies Love Flowers" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The flowers have faded to red and green, and the apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people.
There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world.
There is a swing in the wall, a way outside the wall, people walking outside the wall, and a beautiful woman in the wall smiling.
The laughter gradually fades away, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness. 3. Poems about apricot blossoms
1. Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "Drinking with Guests Under the Apricot Blossoms on a Moonlit Night"
Excerpt from the original text:
The apricot blossoms fly away behind the curtain In the late spring, the bright moon enters the house to look for a secluded person.
The man in tattered clothes steps on the moon and shadows of flowers, as bright as green apples in flowing water.
Definition:
The apricot blossoms flutter against the curtain, spreading the last spring light, and the bright moon enters the door to look for me, the secluded person. Pick up your robe and walk under the moonlight, walking on the swaying shadows of flowers. The moonlight is like water, and the shadows of flowers are like green duckweed floating in the water.
2. Tang Dynasty: Sikong Tu "Apricot Blossoms in My Hometown"
Excerpt from the original text:
Send flowers and wine to celebrate new blooms, hold the flower branch on the left and the cup on the right .
I want to ask, why are old friends different from flowers and glasses of wine?
Interpretation:
Express your love for flowers, the joy of wine and the blooming of flowers, holding a flower branch in your left hand and a wine glass in your right hand. I want to ask Huazhi and Wine Glass, why can’t old friends come together?
3. Song Dynasty: Ruan Yue's "Eye Mei·The apricot blossoms are cold upstairs at dusk"
Excerpts from the original text:
The apricot blossoms are cold at dusk upstairs. The slanting moon is small. A pair of swallows, two rows of geese, the sound of the horns is faint.
The people in Qichuang shed tears in the spring breeze. It should also look like the old days, filled with autumn water and light spring mountains.
Interpretation:
When I climbed up the building at dusk, I saw apricot blossoms blooming in the slight cold, and the slanting moon reflected the railings of the small building. A pair of swallows returned, two rows of wild geese flew north, and intermittent horn sounds came from the distance.
In front of the gorgeous window, a beautiful woman stands in the spring breeze, silent and full of sorrow. As in the past, your eyes should be as clear as autumn water, and your eyebrows should be as beautiful as spring mountains.
4. Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi's "Beipi Apricot Blossom"
Excerpt from the original text:
A spring water surrounds the body of the flower, and the shadows of the flowers are enchanting, each taking its own part in the spring.
Even if it is blown into snow by the spring wind, it is better than being crushed into dust by Nanmo.
Definition:
Surrounding the apricot blossoms is a pond full of spring water. The flowers on the bank and the shadows of the flowers in the water are all so bright and moving. Even if it is blown down by the ruthless east wind and flutters like snow, it should fly into the clear water, which is better than the flowers on the roadside that fall and are crushed into dust by carriages and horses.
5. Tang Dynasty: Wu Rong's "Seeing Apricot Blossoms on the Road"
Excerpt from the original text:
A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall, and the pedestrians outside the wall are alone and sad.
You may look like someone who hates you, but it’s even harder to stay in a bad situation!
Interpretation:
A branch of light red apricot blossom sticks out of the wall, while the pedestrian (the author) outside the wall is melancholy in spring. The appearance of this apricot blossom seems to be as melancholy for spring as it is for me. How can we bear to meet each other in this season when spring is gone in a hurry and it is difficult to stay together? 4. Who knows the poems about plum blossoms and apricot blossoms?
Dark fragrance and sparse shadows Jiang Kui In the winter of 1911, I carried snow to Shihu Lake.
At the end of the month, I taught Jiansuo sentences and recruited new voices to compose these two songs. Shihu played with it endlessly and asked the prostitutes to learn it. The syllables were harmonious and euphemistic, so they named it "Dark Fragrance" and "Sparse Shadow".
Secret fragrance: The moonlight of the old days shines on me several times, and I play the flute beside the plum blossoms. To arouse beautiful women, no matter the cold or climbing.
He Xun is getting older now and has forgotten the spring breeze of poetry. But it is strange that the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold and enters the Yao mat.
Jiang Guo is in complete silence. Sigh and send it to the road far away, the snow is beginning to accumulate at night.
The green statue is easy to cry, but the red calyx is speechless and remembers each other. I remember once hand in hand, thousands of trees overwhelmed the cold green of the West Lake.
It will blow out again and again, how soon will it be seen? The sparse shadows on the mossy branches are decorated with jade, and there are small green birds sleeping together on the branches.
We meet as guests, at dusk in the corner of the fence, leaning against the bamboos in silence. Zhaojun was not used to Hu Shayuan, but he secretly recalled Jiangnan and Jiangbei.
I want to wear the ring and return on a moonlit night, turning into this lonely flower. I still remember the old things in the palace. The man was sleeping and flew close to the moth green.
Nothing is like the spring breeze, no matter the waxing or waning, it will arrange a golden house as soon as possible. He also taught me to go with the tide, but resented and lamented the jade dragon.
Waiting for a long time, looking for the fragrance again, it has entered the small window banner. Gu Yan'er Li Qingzhao People in the world write poems about plum blossoms, and they write in a vulgar way.
I tried to write an article, and I realized that the preface was correct. I wake up from sleep under the rattan bed and paper tent, with endless words and wonderful thoughts.
The ashes of smoke are broken by the coldness of the jade furnace, and they accompany my feelings like water. Three flute sounds, the plum blossom heart is broken, so much love in spring.
The gentle wind and rain rustled the ground, urging thousands of tears to fall again. When the flute player leaves the jade tower, who will he lean on with his broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it.
Linjiang Fairy Plum by Li Qingzhao The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring, who is haggard and loses her beauty. It’s good to have clear dreams at night, and it should be from Nanzhi.
The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful, and the Qiang pipes in the south tower stop playing. Who knows when the strong fragrance blows away, but the warm wind will be delayed by the sun, and the apricot blossoms will be plump and tender. I feel the plum blossoms in the back pavilion. Li Qingzhao The jade is thin and fragrant, the sandalwood is deep and the snow is scattered. I hate that it is too late to explore the plum blossoms this year.
Jianglou Chuguan, the water is far between the clouds. The clear day is forever, leaning on the railing and the green curtain is rolled down.
When the guests arrive, the wine in front of you is full, and the singing is flowing. The south branches can be planted, but they need to be pruned frequently. Don't wait for the west tower to sound the Qiang pipe several times.
Fisherman's Proud Li Qingzhao It is known that spring has arrived in the snow, the winter plum blossoms are dotted with delicate branches, the fragrant face is half-opened and charming, and in the court, the beauty is bathing in new makeup. The good fortune may be intentional, so the moon shines brightly on the land.
***The bounty respects the green ants, don't quit being drunk, this flower is not comparable to other flowers. Jade House Spring. Red Plum Li Qingzhao Are you willing to put the red buds into pieces and explore the southern branches to bloom? I don’t know how long it has been brewing, but I can see that it contains infinite meaning.
The Taoist is haggard under the spring window, bored and damaged, and worried about not leaning on it. Come and have a rest if you want to take a look. It may not be possible tomorrow.
Liuyao Ling Yan Jidao The lingering snow wind message, the melodious news of spring, the new hatred leaning on the building at the end of the world, the willow trees are green, and there are still few wild geese in the south clouds. The word brocade has no reason, Baochai Yao banquet, in the sound of colorful strings, it is spelled as a guest who has not returned before.
I think of the sparse plum blossoms at this time. At the end of the month, the flowers are fragrant and white. Who will go around the front stream after farewell and pick the branches by hand? Don't worry about the high and the far away, and give me the bagpipe, which makes me sad and lonely. I spend time in the past and have more sentimental personal memories.
Die Lian Hua Ouyang Xiu The east wind blows coldly behind the curtain, and the fragrant plum blossoms in the snow signify the early arrival of spring. The branches of the red wax branches are small, and the ribbons are cut with gold knives.
Warm the golden furnace and smoke the algae. The wine enters the horizontal wave, making me sleepy and troubled.
I slept well in the spring under the embroidered quilt, and I didn’t notice the dawn through the screen window. Plum Blossoms Lead. Jingxi Blocks the Snow Jiang Jie The white gull asked me when I parked my solitary boat. Should I stay with my body or my heart? If your heart stays for a while, why should you frown? The wind blows and the small curtain lights are faintly dancing, and the idle shadows are deserted and clear, recalling old travels.
Are you still here today? Flowers outside the building, Liu Xiazhou. It’s a dream, but it’s not a dream, and the cold water flows empty.
The yellow clouds in the desert are soaked in the kapok fur. It is said that no one is as worried as me. It is snowing tonight and there are plum blossoms, which are as sad as me.
Qing Ping Le Li Yu Don't come in the middle of spring, it will touch your eyes and break your heart. The fallen plum blossoms are like snow, and they are still full after being brushed.
There is no proof of the arrival of wild geese, and it is difficult to realize the dream of returning home after a long journey. Leaving hatred is like grass in spring, we can travel farther and still be alive.
"The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty The world has become as thin as gauze over the years, who makes people ride in Beijing. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.
The short paper is laid slantingly and I am making grass, and I play tea with the fine breasts under the clear window. Wear plain clothes and don’t sigh in the wind and dust. It’s still time to arrive home during the Qingming Festival.
"Spring in the Jade House" Song Dynasty Song Qi The east city gradually feels that the scenery is beautiful, and the wrinkled ripples welcome guests. Outside the green poplar smoke, the morning light is cold, and the red apricot branches are full of spring.
I hate the lack of pleasure when I grow up, but I am willing to love a thousand gold and smile lightly. I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers.
"Butterflies Love Flowers" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The flowers have faded and become red, green and apricots are small. When the swallows fly, people are surrounded by green water. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world.
There is a swing in the wall, a way outside the wall, pedestrians outside the wall, and a beautiful woman in the wall smiling. The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
5. Poems about apricot blossoms, plum blossoms, lotus flowers, chrysanthemums and the moon
Apricot blossoms
Beipi Apricot Flower King Anshi
A spring water surrounds the flower body ,
The figures are enchanting and each has its own spring.
Even if it is blown into snow by the spring breeze,
The most beautiful Nanmo will be crushed into dust.
Plum Blossom
Plum Blossom Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Lotus
Dawn comes out to see off Lin Zifang Yang Wanli
After all, in the middle of June in West Lake,
the scenery is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
Chrysanthemum
Chrysanthemum Tang Yin
The three paths of the hometown are covered with secluded bushes,
A night of frost fell into the blue sky.
How many far away guests have not returned?
I just use the fence to watch the autumn wind.
The Moon
Song of the Dusk River by Bai Juyi
A ray of setting sun spreads over the water,
Half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
Poor third night of September,
The dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.