Poems about rouge and cherry blossoms

There is a pure music called Sakura Fubuki, which is Japanese.

About poetry, music and fu?

Poetry 2008-04- 13

Tang Bai Juyi's "Yi Shan Ying"

I also know that the official residence is not my home, and? The yard is full of cherry blossoms.

Shangzuo recently took five more exams, but she should be able to see at least four flowers bloom.

Song Wentong's "Mountain Sakura"

The cliff is from the jungle, and the years are lonely.

Occasionally, it seems to occupy the spring breeze because of light rain.

The tender leaves are light green and the flowers are light red.

I know if I'm lucky, and I've been carving since then.

Huang Zunxian's Japanese Zapoems

At sunrise, I saw the setting sun slanting, and the running water Youlong was vying for treasures.

After the banquet, the red clouds sing and the snow turns crimson, and the East Emperor loves cherry blossoms first.

Persimmon Ma Lu's "Twenty Flowers"

Cherry blossoms are everywhere in the mountains of Sandali.

You can climb to the bottom of the river, and there are flowers in the shadow.

Zhou Enlai is occasionally in spring.

The cherry blossoms are red and unfamiliar, and the willow leaves by the pool are green.

In the sound of swallows, acacia is another year.

Wei Yunchu's Cherry Blossom Poems

In the evening, the wall was half-lit with red makeup, and Chunying looked around Qiuchi.

Falling flowers sink in the pool, which helps the court to make a light fragrance.

Count the colorful and regrettable, sit and watch the decrease but cherish green watermelon.

Juren cherry blossom poem

When I woke up, my eyes were full of red, and I was a little shocked by Wu E in spring.

My heart is full of beauty. When I am in the shadow, I suspect that I am a demon outside the garden.

The new makeup through the eyes is always beautiful, but what about the old testament every other year?

The small court stood and thought for a long time, but the wind lost its fragrance and flew over the shallow slope.

In the evening, the wall was half-lit with red makeup, and Chunying looked around Qiuchi.

Falling flowers sink in the pool, which helps the court to make a light fragrance.

Count the colorful and regrettable, sit and watch the decrease but cherish green watermelon.

Yin Qin likes me, and it is simple and crazy to shake my mind.

Sumanshu Sakura Waterfall

On the tenth day, the cherry blossoms will bloom and turn around the flowers for thousands of times. What a pity. There were different winds and rains yesterday. Who told people this sadness?

I can't bear to watch Hu Sha bury his beautiful bones. Don't shed tears in the cup.

Affectionate memories of the years, an inch of Chun Qing has already vanished.

Su Qijue: Skill Poetry

I am playing the shakuhachi flute at the head of Chunyu Building. When will I return to Zhejiang Tide?

No one knows the broken bowl of mango shoes. Which bridge did you cross?

And a song I wrote myself.

Quail day

Cherry blossoms and green water urge strings, and clouds open and rain falls.

Zhu Lan Bridge is soft with willows and the wind is light.

Dancing in chaos, tired songbirds singing, colorful butterflies wrapped around Robbie's clothes.

The spring breeze in Jiangcheng is thousands of miles away, and the shade of trees far and near is always suitable.

The above is about cherry blossoms.

Nangezi

Qin Guan

Draw curved eyebrows with scented ink and apply rouge evenly to your face.

Dressed in a blue and apricot dress, Du Yi Gan Lan wears lipstick in Gan Lan.

The lover went away like running water, and she closed the door and looked forward to her.

A lover is like an erratic cloud. How to find his trace?

Until the evening, there is a crescent moon hanging on the horizon, and it is difficult for people who are not round to reunite.

Yan pang, that is, rouge