peach blossom
one
Leaning against the spring, the skirt flutters
Poetic red lights up a tree in spring.
Gorgeous as Chardonnay, picturesque.
Whose little girl is this?
So bold
Shouting drunk three thousand miles of wheat waves
two
Bright and dazzling, daydreaming.
This charming poem
This is a dream that I built with my whole youth.
Time is like water, how many memories.
River of no return
Just you, pink and red.
Still brilliant in my branches
three
March 8
I returned to my childhood village.
The sky clouded over
Then thunder and lightning, windy and rainy.
The old family said
This is a timely rain.
After a storm comes a calm, the sun shines brightly
I stood in the ancient courtyard.
Read you at zero distance again
Read your bright smile
Suddenly understand what peach blossom has a face.
Banli Taohua
later ages/time
All the gods hide their faces.
Prosperous and lonely
Peach blossoms cover your face in March.
Lonely and beautiful
The clouds on the horizon are darkening.
The sea becomes a mulberry field, and the mulberry field becomes the sea-time has brought great changes to the world.
Return your first flower.
Easily unbearable
Scattered on the lake in May.
Banli Taohua
A moment of prosperity
Wandering from one place to another in one's life
Countless peach blossoms
Clouds fall on the horizon, blue tiles bridge and flowing water people.
The fence outside the house is holding hands to make tea for Junqingquan.
Fragrant fragrance, elegant fragrance, fragrant cage and osmanthus double shadow have landed on the moon.
Under the moon, the white gauze is light, flying flowers are flying and flourishing.
Who sneaked into poetry and painting when the sun was setting and his cheeks were red?
Peach blossoms grow branches outside the window, but I can't wait for him
Flowers fall on the couch and count crows. It's another summer in a flash.
Confused, romantic, speechless, missing, mixed feelings.
The half-moon wall recalls the past and no one answers.
The night is cool, the plane tree rains, and the acacia rains.
The dusk bell in Qingshi Lane is noisy in my dream place.
Looking back, the empty mountain is full of peach blossoms.
In the winding corridor, who is worried about hearing voices and voices?
The wind shakes the candle, the wax is green, the shadow is long, and you are drunk.
In a flash, the peach blossom in Huayou's hand seems to have happened in a previous life.
The years are lonely and the smoke and sand are wanton.
Who sings to the heart with a cool pillow?
The leaves are flying and the spring breeze is blowing, so I want to remember the moment I met you.
This feeling is like the bright moon on the horizon.
The half-moon wall recalls the past and no one answers.
The night is cool, the plane tree rains, and the acacia rains.
The dream is in Qingshi Lane, and the dusk bell is noisy. Looking back, the empty mountain is full of peach blossoms.
Peach blossom poem
Author: Yang
There was no spring last year.
The peach blossoms didn't bloom either.
Watching the dawn, watching the bud.
Silk is still blooming.
Smile.
Peach blossoms are in full bloom this year.
Two years and one year.
Win glory with the sun
Compete with the spring breeze
Compete with girls for color
You enriched the poet's inspiration.
You're blocking the tourists' camera.
You occupied the area of Lombok.
Because of you, Qingming began to shine.
Because of you, my heart is open and bright.
Thank you, Cuihu's poems are immortal.
Taohua Taohua
He has written poems for thousands of years.
Songs that have been sung for thousands of years
Peach blossom nostalgia
Author: Liu Liping
This is the beauty of that tree.
A skirt
My pupils are full of spring.
Petals shuttling through my heart
Wandering in the stamens
Are you there? Are you there?
I'm looking for your used ink cartridges.
Look for your poetry.
When spring raises the arrow of spring.
Your eyes are as delicate as peach blossoms.
I have been a peach blossom for several times.
Peach blossom face is very low in my eyes.
You are in my dream.
I'm in your implicit humor
Is that peach blossom your past life?
Were you a charming fox in your last life?
As night falls, my eyes are full of peach blossoms.
A disease that has been waiting for a long time.
Have you heard a thousand words?
A whisper from my heart
Moonlight shines on the branches of the moon.
Turn into bunches of peach blossoms
Like a red candle of tears
Put down the flattering fragments
I once missed a thousand years of spring.
Peach blossoms hold round beards.
Stepping on the ripples of the lotus.
It has been hundreds of years along the way.
Taohuayi rd banhang
Are you also on the roadside with peach blossoms?
Open up a fragrant lake house for me
A leaf boat took me to Youhua Lane.
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Author: Populus euphratica in tears
1
Refuse to do other spring breeze, still standing on the branches of April.
Draw the ground as a prison and stick to a dead promise.
Always believe that you will never leave me.
I believe you won't leave us to live together yesterday.
Can't look back at that distant figure.
Fill your heart with the beauty of the past.
Even if it's just for that imaginary belief.
I am willing to spend my whole life.
I don't think it just turned around.
This has become our permanent separation.
2
You haven't known since the day you came home from the horse fight.
I've been crowded with desperate people all day.
Go shyly to find it
That birthmark is the same as my fate
I want to talk to you about the cold wind in March.
The peach tree you planted yourself fell all over the floor.
Those sleepless stars have tears in their eyes.
Open in the sky where I miss you every night
In the dream, your shadows are all outside.
I can't help asking you softly, are you okay? Where are you tonight?
three
You won't forget the blooming rape fields.
I often stand alone for a long time when I miss you.
Listen to the whisper of the breeze blowing through the grass tip
It's like you snuggle up to me and whisper.
Count your footprints.
Just like touching your warm breath
If you can come back at this time
I'll beg you to take me with you.
How humble I am without you.
How can you have the heart to imprison me in an obsession that I will never give up?
four
I have been used to living in your eyes for many years.
Accustomed to listening to songs and writing poems together.
Let's sow our dreams in the land of spring.
But now
You left me alone in the dark.
I really don't know, leaving you.
Where else can I go?
Looking up at the sky, every step is a prison door.
Is the distance between the sky and the earth?
Really became the distance between you and me.
five
The proud hairpin still stands on the desk.
But your unique warmth has already escaped from your palm.
How many times have I tried to follow in others' footsteps?
Walk into the dream with you
But relatives.
What I finally found turned out to be the cemetery I love.
Why do you always refuse to give me a standing position?
So a hundred years later,
Can you put your name and me?
Carve it into a stone tablet together
six
If the wandering waning moon
Can still wake up a ray of affectionate morning light.
Should I wait all my life?
Meet the beauty of the peach blossom.
If you only kill the scenery of one season,
Am I going to exchange the world mortgage for an immortal soul?
Sorry, who cares where I wake up tonight?
All I have to do is get drunk at the ferry in April.
I don't know where to go.
Only peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Peach blossom burning
Author: Shui Yun Qing Yan
Whose clouds are like fire when the peach blossoms bloom?
Light the freshness of the bell and drum sleeping
Brilliant Nanshan melodious piano sound.
A story falls into a calm river.
Quiet autumn waters in the sunset
But I am still an Iraqi.
Lingbo micro-step socks produce dust.
Waiting in Zhu Jiang with dense water vapor.
Waiting for this gentleman to walk back along the water.
Trace back to the ancient legend of Cang
Where is the innocence of long-distance love engraved?
Is the love on the water side like yesterday?
Ma Zhan's tail of acacia in shepherd's purse
The swaying pheasant was stripped off.
Who dumped pebbles on the river bank?
With the interlacing of light and shadow, loneliness is highlighted.
The thirsty song in both ears dried up.
I wonder if you can help wait.
Spring among pine trees once faded on pine needles.
Whose poetry and painting are washed away by running water.
Unfold the folds of butterfly wings
Let the dream of peach blossom open and close at will
Light spirits break the dead lake and make waves.
Ripples turn into dragonflies and fly by.
Stop at Liuan and listen to the wind and rain.
The dust settled, and thousands of amorous feelings were submerged by moonlight.
Its beautiful moment is still the hypothesis of poetry collection.
The bells on passenger ships outside the ancient city are bitter.
Waving away is a wall of tears.
The willow branches of Baqiao Bridge are mottled with pavilions and terraces.
Unable to untie pass the parcel's contract of life and death.
Rain or shine, full moon night, joys and sorrows.
Loneliness and loneliness under the old pagoda tree in Dongguan
The branches of the small building with plain paper and red windows are left unlocked.
Like water, it reveals the most beautiful years.
Who are you waiting for to sit alone on the dresser?
The blue bow flew deep into my courtyard.
Perched on the South China Sutra, listening to my drums and songs.
Wake up the self sleeping in the depths of Taoyuan.
Born free and easy.
Life should be magnificent.
Peach blossoms burn you and me. If we can smile.
It's all their own Buddhism, enlightenment, cause and effect.
How afraid love is silent in the cycle of time?
You are still in my world, and I am still in your cloak.
But how to be afraid of the noise of temptation?
Believe me, I won't throw away the dust and ink for you.
I believe you are indomitable and persistent, and the peach blossom is burning.
Whose belief is burning peach blossoms?
The shining double shadow is like watching a long river sunset.