Huanxisha
Song Ouyang xiu
The leaves are green and the apricots are drooping. The branches are thin and the willows fly. Late at night at the Japanese Academy. I hate romantic love, but there is no news to return. Cheeks speechless, eyebrows low.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
Song Yan Shu
Qiu Guang is late. Brother opened the banquet first. The leaves of the forest are still red. After the rain, the yard was covered with moss. Xiao Niang advised me to be Jin Yan. Sing new words diligently. What is life without drinking when you are old?
The resentment of the prince and grandson
Song Qingzhao
The lake is windy, autumn dusk, and red and fragrant. Water and mountains are close to each other, and it is not bad to say that it is strong. Lotus seeds become old lotus leaves, green dew washing, apple flowers and plants. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Huatangchun
Song Zhang Xian
Lotus seeds outside the tide are uneven in length. Seagulls fly in the green area of Mount Ji. The water in the sky is hydrated, and it is too late to draw pictures. The figure moves in the mirror. Peach leaves are shallow and apricot red is deep and light. The obstacle surface of the river avoids the oblique light. Share the greenery and return to the shade.
See yellow leaves in Yuezhou
Zhang Tang said.
Looking at the white heads and yellow leaves, I am not satisfied with the geometry.
Under the empty tree, there is no political song.
fallen leaves
Tangwangzhou
The girl in green is jealous when she wants to be crisp.
In cold months, the wind is blowing and the leaves are dry and red.
fallen leaves
Tangwangjian
The green direction is uneven, and the first red color overlaps.
The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
Falling leaves
Don sikongshu
The frost scene urges dangerous leaves, and now the trees are half empty. Depression makes countries different, and scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the shore, and night insects hold it in order. You can enjoy the wind and get Luoyang Palace.
Poplar whisperer
Tang lang Shi yuan
The wonderful blowing of poplar leaves makes them sad, and Hu Ma hates the wind and credits it.
If it is a cold moonlit night in Yanmen, sand should be rolled up at this time.
Tietongye
Dondum
Last year, Dong fell out of the old stream and attributed the title of Ye to Yan.
Today, Jiang Lou sent Yan, which coincided with last year's topic.
Unfortunately, Ye returned to his hometown, but it flowed eastward without vitality.
Laugh and feast with melancholy, and the breeze leaves on the moon.
Zhuang Zuopeng's wound is in the same dream, and Tao Qian's life experience is in two stages.
Five colors and one pill become empty words, and it is even more doubtful that the stone is rotten.
A lot of money is like a piece of paper, why should it be as profitable as a cone?
The god of wealth is invincible, and the wine saint is a few to me.
Qiu Guang toad pavilion mirror by the river, with green eyebrows in front of the sill.
The bottle is light and full of chrysanthemums, and the eaves shadow obliquely invades half a game of chess.
Don't point out that official travel is skillful and clumsy, you can only pray to God for stupidity.
Wu smokes third-class cigarettes and gives birth to thoughts. It is better to chat with idle people.
Grass in poetry
1. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
3. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
4. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
6. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
8. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree. (Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
9. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. (Bai Juyi: "Qiantang Spring Tour")
10. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")
Willow in poetry
1. There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique. (Han Xiong's cold food)
2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
3. I want to get wet by clothes, rain, and a bright future. (Zhinan: "Jueju")
4. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er An Xi")
5. Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets go up to the sky. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
6. Why should a strong brother blame Yang Liu? Spring breeze is not enough. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
7. The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci")
8. Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, and spring willows in the city. (Lu You: "Hairpin Phoenix")
9. The best benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the willow. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")
10. Everyone can't help but miss home when they hear the sound of willow trees breaking in this nocturne. (Li Bai: The Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night)
The Tree in Poetry
1. There are many trees and rich herbs. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. (Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi: "The First Meeting of Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte")
8. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be soft. (Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")
9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. (Ma Zhiyuan: "Tianjingsha: Qiu Si")
10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu: "The Recent Flowers")
Zanye
The Book of Songs in Pre-Qin Dynasty
Zan Ye, the harvest is constant, and the gentleman has wine, so taste it as appropriate.
There is a rabbit head, a gun to burn, and a gentleman has wine, which can be offered as appropriate.
There is a rabbit head, which is burnt, and a gentleman has wine.
There is a rabbit head, a coke gun, and a gentleman has wine, and his words will be rewarded.
fallen leaves
Sui Kong Shaoan
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
And drew's topic, red leaves.
Tang Bai Juyi
In October, the frost leaves are new.
It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.
Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around.
There are only two people before the wind.
Drunk red leaves
Tang Bai Juyi
Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
Cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood on a moonlit night.
Dongdeha
On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.
The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.
Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.
Tietongye
Dondum
Last year, Dong fell out of the old stream and attributed the title of Ye to Yan.
Today, Jiang Lou sent Yan, which coincided with last year's topic.
Unfortunately, Ye returned to his hometown, but it flowed eastward without vitality.
Laugh and feast with melancholy, and the breeze leaves on the moon.
Zhuang Zuopeng's wound is in the same dream, and Tao Qian's life experience is in two stages.
Five colors and one pill become empty words, and it is even more doubtful that the stone is rotten.
A lot of money is like a piece of paper, why should it be as profitable as a cone?
The god of wealth is invincible, and the wine saint is a few to me.
Qiu Guang toad pavilion mirror by the river, with green eyebrows in front of the sill.
The bottle is light and full of chrysanthemums, and the eaves shadow obliquely invades half a game of chess.
Don't point out that official travel is skillful and clumsy, you can only pray to God for stupidity.
Wu smokes third-class cigarettes and gives birth to thoughts. It is better to chat with idle people.
Fallen leaves send Chen Yu.
Tang hanyu
The fallen leaves do not rest, and the residual crown does not return. Gone with the wind is always different, and when you meet it, you will temporarily rely on it.
Whispering in the middle of the night, long and cold. Who bid farewell to a teenager, tears wet his clothes.
Poplar whisperer
Tang lang Shi yuan
The wonderful blowing of poplar leaves makes them sad, and Hu Ma hates the wind and credits it.
If it is a cold moonlit night in Yanmen, sand should be rolled up at this time.
lotus
Don Li Qunyu
Roots are jade in the mud, and hearts are pearls.
It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu.
Cinnamon leaves in front of the title hall
Tang luxian
Osmanthus fragrans is born in the South China Sea, and its fragrance comes from Chushan.
What I saw in the sky today was a mid-month climb.
Red leaves
Tangluoyin
Don't be afraid of the desolate city, it will come as late as a photo. The wild is sunny and frosty, and the mountains are cold and rainy.
Wandering Fuling Road, Beauty Changxin Palace. By the end of the year, the meaning of shaking down will be endless.
fallen leaves
Tang Qiji
It's too late in autumn, so you can see your neighbors outside the window. Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency.
Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning. It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring.
Smell the fallen leaves
Tang Qiji
After the Chushu snow cleared, there was a rustling in the evening wind. Because of the memory of the night of the old country, several plants are empty by the water.
Boil the tea and simply burn it, and the moss will turn red. I won't leave here next year, I will see green bushes.
Falling leaves
Don sikongshu
The frost scene urges dangerous leaves, and now the trees are half empty. Depression makes countries different, and scattered travelers are the same.
Cold water floats on the shore, and night insects hold it in order. You can enjoy the wind and get Luoyang Palace.
fallen leaves
Tangwangjian
The green direction is uneven, and the first red color overlaps.
The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
fallen leaves
Tangwangzhou
The girl in green is jealous when she wants to be crisp.
In cold months, the wind is blowing and the leaves are dry and red.
Meteorite leaf
Tang Wu
Around the lane, the stream is red, and the north wind drives the depression. Birds stay in other forests, and singing insects are carried in floating water.
Small stones are first buried, but long branches are not finished. Lishi, holding a frosted book, is reading in the white clouds.
Red leaves
Don
The dew is light and dry with frost, and turns bright in the sunset.
And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.
Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies.
At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.
Leaves fall
Don
The red shadow floats to the green shadow, leaving the forest and not knowing where to go.
The colorless smoke with sadness is still there, and hatred has turned into crying.
If the current should follow Wan Li, don't fly alone because of the wind.
In the suburbs of Chu, the autumn sound of thousands of trees is urgent, and the guest clothes make the evening.
fallen leaves
Tang xiumu
The leaves are red after the rain. Looking back at spring, I believe there is autumn wind.
Several places follow the running water, and the river is in chaos. You should only be on your own, not with you.
Banana leaf
Don
Luqi's newly-cut Weaver Girl Machine is swaying in the wind.
Just because of Di Qing's spring strike, he leans on the banner of the East Wall.
See yellow leaves in Yuezhou
Zhang Tang said.
Looking at the white heads and yellow leaves, I am not satisfied with the geometry.
Under the empty tree, there is no political song.
lotus
Tangzhenggu
The moving boat splashes green, and the handle of the wind leans against the sill.
Thank you, happy people, for staying in the rain.
Huatangchun
Song Zhang Xian
Lotus seeds outside the tide are uneven in length. Seagulls fly in the green area of Mount Ji. The water in the sky is hydrated, and it is too late to draw pictures. The figure moves in the mirror. Peach leaves are shallow and apricot red is deep and light. The obstacle surface of the river avoids the oblique light. Share the greenery and return to the shade.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Fan Song Chengda
In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze. The original painting is Yu Yi Wan Bai Zhuan. Hengtang Tower is near and far. It is cold in Jiangguo, and farming is late. Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields. Xiumailiangang mulberry leaves are cheap. Looking at the new cocoon.
The resentment of the prince and grandson
Song Qingzhao
The lake is windy, autumn dusk, and red and fragrant. Water and mountains are close to each other, and it is not bad to say that it is strong. Lotus seeds become old lotus leaves, green dew washing, apple flowers and plants. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Huanxisha
Song Ouyang xiu
The leaves are green and the apricots are drooping. The branches are thin and the willows fly. Late at night at the Japanese Academy. I hate romantic love, but there is no news to return. Cheeks speechless, eyebrows low.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
Song Yan Shu
Qiu Guang is late. Brother opened the banquet first. The leaves of the forest are still red. After the rain, the yard was covered with moss. Xiao Niang advised me to be Jin Yan. Sing new words diligently. What is life without drinking when you are old?