Poems describing osmanthus fragrance

In the Mid-Autumn Festival, laurel trees are in full bloom, the night is quiet and the moon is full, and it is refreshing to taste Guangxi wine and smell the fragrance of Chen. The following is a poem describing osmanthus fragrance, I hope it will help you.

Osmanthus fragrans fragrance in the distance

An autumn rain

An untimely autumn rain

Once you leave, goodbye.

Like a needle.

Penetrating the green leaves of osmanthus trees

Drive away the rich osmanthus fragrance

Broke my heart, love and hate.

Dry wet clothes under the osmanthus tree.

I want to leave osmanthus fragrance.

Leave the memory of the hospital, the smell of perfume.

Osmanthus fragrans fragrance in the distance, leaving a suit of Tsing Yi.

Green leaves are waiting to compete with plum blossoms.

Looking forward to sweet memories

Enjoy the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival and eat wine in the courtyard.

Shake the osmanthus tree in the yard.

There was a osmanthus rain.

Osmanthus fragrans in the yard

Osmanthus Jelly has a happy family.

Neighbors have good taste and strong friendship.

Rain hits osmanthus, and soil is mud.

Distant osmanthus fragrance

I hate endless autumn rain.

Wet clothes are still hanging under the osmanthus tree.

The smell of rain is waiting for you under the eaves.

I can't smell the sweet-scented osmanthus, but I cherish it in my heart.

Sweet osmanthus fragrance in the distance! That's a backward idea.

How can Meihua's posture be compared with osmanthus?

Simple and kind

Sweet osmanthus fragrance in the distance! Waiting for you next year

There are still wet clothes to dry.

Smell Osmanthus fragrans in Nanshan again

Continuous autumn rain

Floating on the high south mountain.

Knock down countless osmanthus flowers

Dyed the mountain road golden.

This road may have a heart.

Secretly leave your fragrance

The fragrance floating in the wind

It's refreshing

Dancing with the wind

It's like you show up in an alley in the rain.

Beautiful face under the umbrella

Inspire me to refuse and welcome the distance.

Taste your fragrance.

It also makes my heart crazy.

How many times have I dreamed?

Waiting under the tree under the moon

Pour out my heart to you.

Pour out the sadness after parting.

Ah, lovely osmanthus.

Ah, the charming floral fragrance.

If you are willing to drift with the wind

I am willing to wait on this moonless night.

Listen to the soft words you left behind

Wandering with you in the wind and rain all your life

Meet osmanthus fragrance again

August

Welcome your charming fragrance.

campus

Tianyeli

By the road.

Even the big pavilion and small courtyard planted you.

Your unique posture can make people shelter from the wind and rain and enjoy the cool.

The wind in August is really cool.

No wonder you chose to open in this season.

Flowers are flying in the wind.

Busy people can't help but stop and admire.

Breathe the sweet fragrance into every part of the body.

I hope it can be preserved forever.

I look forward to the early opening of osmanthus next year.

A sweet-scented osmanthus tree

I have never seen the beauty of osmanthus trees.

I have never smelled sweet-scented osmanthus.

Just in books and online.

I just know what osmanthus trees look like.

When I was very young, I knew the legend of WU GANG cutting Guangxi.

Since then, I have had a fantasy.

I fantasize that WU GANG can knock off a few osmanthus seeds when cutting Guangxi.

Fell on my slightly immature palm.

So, I often

I often look up at the moon on autumn nights.

Although they are empty-handed every time.

But I can't break this desire in my heart.

Now, I occasionally walk into this fantasy.

But I know every fate

Can only grow and die in a specific time and space.

Walk through the dharma world in vain

All the greed

It's all in vain

There is a kind of beauty called heartbeat.

There is a fragrance called missing.

Gui Shumei

Sweet osmanthus fragrance

The warmth of fleeting time

The fragrance of the years

In fact, that osmanthus tree has long been implanted in my heart.

Every time I think about it,

There will be a ripple-like fragrance.

Not afraid of seasonal rotation

Not afraid of rain, snow, wind and frost

The most beautiful beauty grows in memory.

The most fragrant fragrance is treasured in the aftertaste.

I don't need much.

As long as this tree smells good.