1. Poems about pine, bamboo, plum orchid
Poems about pine, bamboo, plum orchid 1. Three ancient poems each describing pine, bamboo, plum orchid
Twelve ancient orchid poems in the Tang Dynasty In Li Bai, a solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is in ruins.
Although the sun shines brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness. The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.
If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance? Guangqun Fangpu, Qing Dynasty, Liu Hao. Orchid grows in the deep valley and no one knows it. Visitors plant it in Dongxuan and leave my fragrance.
I know that there is clear fragrance that can relieve filth, and I even pity the delicate leaves and frost. The roots are dense and the rocks are fragrant in autumn in the early morning. The clusters lean against the trees and provide shade at noon.
When I wanted to leave the poem in Wuwu, I saw the Ci Zhang of Chu before my eyes. Guangqun Fangpu, Qing Dynasty, Liu Hao Weeping dew, the light is messy, with wind and shadows slanting.
The layman understands this by looking at leaves rather than flowers. Chanting Orchid Yuan Yu Tonglu planted two or three orchid pistils in his hand, and the sun was warm and the wind was gentle.
I sit there for a long time without realizing that the fragrance is in the room. When I open the window, butterflies fly in. Titled painting by Lan Qing Zheng Xie Standing on the top of Qianshan Mountain, the deep crevices in the rocks are full of delicious fragrance.
There are floating clouds under our feet, and we don’t know each other when we come and we don’t stay when we go. The sand orchid flowers in Huanxi River are like dew seedlings seen in copper bottles, and the sparse flowers are desolate and delicate.
The clear tears in the Xiangjiang River flow into the spring tide, how can we have the same heart and soul? There is no Ye Ye to help the wind mark, and the heartbroken episode is Li Sao.
Yong Lan Zhu De In the flower and tree forest of Yuexiu Park, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, each competing for spring. Only the fragrance of orchids is just right, which makes Wuyang City valuable for a while.
Zhang Xueliang's poem about orchids was famous all over the world and settled in thousands of families. The leaves are full of righteousness, and the flowers are not floating when you grind them.
Evergreen fights the severe cold and spends the summer with a smile. A true gentleman among flowers, his grace conveys elegance.
Youlan, Tang Dynasty, Cui Tu. It is better for everyone to know the quiet plants, but the fragrance can only be kept secretly. Since there is no gentleman to wear it, the country's fragrance has not declined.
The white dew comes early and the spring breeze comes late. It's better to be a road grass, what does Fenfu want to do! Lan Ming Chen Ruyan Lan grows deep in the mountains, emitting a fragrant fragrance.
Occasionally, it was appreciated by the world and moved to a high hall. When the rain and dew are lost, the roots and plants leave their hometown.
Although it has the power of love and protection, long-term care is not the way to go. In winter, there is zero frost and snow, and the green leaves may be damaged by eagles.
He Ru is in Linhe, and he is still beautiful at the end of the day. Four Quatrains in Ode to the Tongxin Orchid Qing Dynasty Qian Qianyi When I was just finishing picking orchids in my new makeup, I suddenly saw a branch of Tongxin coming out.
Cherish the will of God in tailoring, and make up your eyebrows to express your joy. Orchids, Qiu Jin, and Jiu Wan all have unique varieties, and are most suitable for hairpins to help beauty heads.
As soon as the master came to visit the mansion, he was ashamed of Wu Fan and the beautiful couple. "Bitter Bamboo" Du Fu Tang Qingming also kept to himself, weak and strong to support. It tastes bitter, avoids summer insects, and is suspicious of spring birds.
The Xuan Chi Club is not important, and the cutting desire is useless. Fortunately, I am close to the secluded house, and there are frost roots here.
In the early morning, I stopped under the pavilion and fell in love with this quiet bamboo. "New Bamboo Planting" Wei Zhuang, Tang Dynasty I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps. He walked around the railing and chanted, but got wet with his towel.
No one knows me when I am wandering in a foreign land, but Cong Huang is like my master. Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie) insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. Plum Blossoms by Wang Anshi, Tang Dynasty There are several plum trees in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone.
I don’t know that there is not enough snow, but there is a hidden fragrance. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a plum blossom poem Wang Anshi Huafa looks for spring and is happy to see plum blossoms, one of which is piled double with snow on the roadside.
When he recalled the old days of Nanmo in Fengcheng, it was hard for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy. Plum Blossom Quatrains by Lu You I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, and snow piles filled the four mountains.
How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man? Pine Tree by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty Platinum is exchanged for green pine trees. Since you planted them first, I will not plant them.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and it secretly brings good sounds late at night. Song Cheng Yanxiong of the Tang Dynasty. The reputation of the doctor has been heard in ancient and modern times, and Panqu Guzhen is even more outstanding.
It will be said that Lingtou is free, and there are still a few clouds hanging in the sunset. Xiaosong by Tang Du Xunhe Since childhood, the thorns have been buried deep in the grass, but now they are gradually becoming aware of the basil.
At that time, people did not know the Lingyun tree, and they waited until Lingyun began to flourish. Four Pines by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty When the Four Pines first moved, they were about three feet strong.
It has been three years since I came here, and I am as long as a person. Know how to see if the roots are not uprooted, and don’t care about the withered branches.
The quiet color is blessed with beautiful hair, and the sparse branches are also hidden. The small fence inserted also has a dike.
In the end, the damage was transferred, so I had to be stingy with Qianye Huang. If you dare to be the master of the old forest, the common people of Li are still not in good health.
The thief is returning now, and the hall is full of spring grass. Looking at the things, I sigh at the decline and decline, and hereby comfort the desolation.
The breeze blows for me and sprinkles my face like a slight frost. It's enough to send the old lady off and wait for her to die.
I was born without roots, and I am also uncertain about my destiny. If you are sentimental and compose poems, your deeds can be forgotten.
Don’t worry that after a thousand years, the sky will be miserable. Two Songs on Planting Pines by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The small pine has not grown to its full size, but my beloved hand has moved away.
The background color of the stream is green and the clouds are wet and the smoke is falling. I was planted late in life and late in growing up to be a king.
How can I plant branches of this size when I am over forty? Whether you can see Cheng Yin or not, life is rare. I love you so much that I hold you in my arms at night, and I love you with my sincere love.
If you want to be seen by the court, you should plant a king in front of the steps. If you know that you are dead, you will be dead, but if you are not dead, you will fly to the clouds.
Pine at the Bottom of a Stream by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty There is a pine tree hundreds of feet tall that grows at the bottom of a stream, which is cold and humble. The mountains are deep and dangerous, and there are no roads for people to live in. There is no way to survive old age and death.
The emperor's bright hall is in short supply of beams. There are two things that he does not know when he seeks the other. Who said that Cang Cang has the will to create things, but the materials are not the same as the earth.
Jin Zhang Shilu was originally poor, and his clothes were poor and his clothes were cheap, but his cicadas were expensive. Diao Chan and Niu Yi, although they are different from each other.
A person who is high may not be wise, and a person who is low may not be stupid. Don’t you see the corals growing on the bottom of the sea?
White elms are planted in the sky.
2. Poems about pine, bamboo and plum blossoms
Poems about pine, bamboo and plum blossoms? "Bitter Bamboo" Tang Dynasty? Du Qingming is also self-defeating, weak and strong in support.
?The taste is bitter, summer insects avoid it, and spring birds are suspicious of the humble bush. The Xuanchihui is not important, and the cutting is useless.
Fortunately, I am close to the secluded house, where frost roots are forming. ?When I stop under the pavilion in the early morning, I love this secluded bamboo.
"Newly Planted Bamboo" - Wei Zhuangtang - I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps. He walked around the railing and chanted, but got wet with his towel. ?No one knows me when I am wandering in a foreign land, only Cong Huang is like my master.
In the mountain garden, Xiaomei? Song Dynasty? The flowers in the forest are all swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm. ?The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
?The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and break its soul. ?Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don’t need gold bottles made of sandalwood.
Hsinchu? Song Dynasty. Yang Wanli? The east wind cleverly repaired the remaining mountains, blowing several poles of jade in one night. ?Half-undressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring.
?Pine tree?Tang Dynasty?Bai Juyi?Platinum in exchange for green pine trees. Since you planted them first, I will not plant them. ?Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and it secretly brings good sounds late at night.
Xuemei? Lu Meipo? Plum and snow contend for spring but refuse to fall, Sao Renge writes and comments. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
?Xuemei Er? If there are plums but no snow, it will not be spiritual. If there is snow but no poetry, it will be vulgar. ?The sunset poem has snow all day long, and it is very spring with the plum well.
Four Pines Du Fu When the four pines first moved, they were about three feet strong. ?It has been three years since I came here, and I have been separated for as long as a person.
?Know how to look at the root without uprooting it, and don’t worry about the damage caused by the branches. ?The quiet color is lucky to have beautiful hair, and the sparse branches are also hidden.
?The small fence inserted also has a dike. ?Finally, I am saddened by the damage, and I am ashamed of the thousand yellow leaves.
? If you dare to be the master of the old forest, the common people of Li are still not in good health. ?The thieves have just returned from hiding. The hall is full of spring grass.
? Looking at things and sighing at the decline, I would like to comfort the desolation. ?The breeze blows for me and sprinkles my face like a slight frost.
?Enough to send off the old lady and wait for the rest of the year. ?I have no roots in my life, and I have no clue about who I am.
?If you are sentimental and compose poems, your deeds can be forgotten. ?Don’t worry about how miserable the sky will be after a thousand years.
Early plum blossoms, Zhang said, there were white jade strips of cold plum blossoms on a tree, back to Lincun Road and next to the creek bridge. ?I don’t know that the water flowers bloomed first in the near future. It is suspected that they have not sold out after the winter snow.
Mo Mei? Living in simplicity? Don’t hate the wasted painter of Danqing. There is no need to seek differences, only similarities. ?The jade face is not as beautiful as a jackdaw, so I entrust the jade dust to the Han Palace.
Bamboo is planted and the branches are brushed, and the dust is sprinkled with dew. ?A gentleman takes it, it is most useful.
Thousands of light ink strokes draw thin bamboos. "Bitter Bamboo" (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Qingming is also self-defeating, weak and strong in support.
It tastes bitter and avoids summer insects, and is suspicious of spring birds in low bushes. The Xuanchihui is not important, and the cutting is useless.
Fortunately, I am close to the secluded house, where frost roots are forming. In the early morning, I stopped under the pavilion and fell in love with this secluded bamboo.
"Newly Planted Bamboo" I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps in Wei Zhuang Tang. After walking around the railing and chanting, he got wet with his towel. No one knows me when I am wandering in a foreign land, but Cong Huang is like my master.
Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden (Song Dynasty) Lin Bu and all the flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need gold bottles made of sandalwood.
Hsinchu (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli's east wind cleverly repaired the remaining mountains, blowing several poles of jade in one night. Half-dressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring.
Pine Tree (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi exchanged white gold for a green pine tree. Since you planted it first, I will not plant it. Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and it secretly brings good sounds late at night.
Four Pines When Du Fu first moved his four pines, they were about three feet strong. It has been three years since I came here, and I have been separated for as long as a person.
Know how to look at the root without uprooting it, and don’t worry about the damage caused by the branches. The quiet color is good for the hair, and the sparse branches are also hidden.
The small fence inserted also has a dike. Finally, I am so sad that I am ashamed of the thousands of yellow leaves.
If you dare to be the master of the old forest, Li Shu is still not in good health. The thieves have just returned from hiding. The hall is full of spring grass.
Looking at the things and sighing at the decline, I would like to comfort the desolation. The breeze blows for me and sprinkles my face like a slight frost.
It’s enough to send off the old lady and wait for the rest of the year. I have no roots in my life, and I am also confused about who I am.
If you are sentimental and compose poems, your deeds can be forgotten. Don't worry about how miserable the sky will be after a thousand years.
Mo Mei: Don’t hate the useless painters who live in simple simplicity. There is no need to seek differences, only similarities. The jade face is not as beautiful as a jackdaw, so I entrust it with the dust of the Han Palace.
Courtyard Bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi exposed polyester and lead powder knots, and the wind shook the green jade branches. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
Inscribed on Hsinchu (Tang Dynasty), Du Mu has several stems with a faint jade color, and the green smoke is scattered in the evening. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
As the day approaches the threshold, I want to get the eight curtains of clouds. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
"Newly Planted Bamboo" I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps in Wei Zhuang Tang. After walking around the railing and chanting, he got wet with his towel. No one knows me when I am wandering in a foreign land, but Cong Huang is like my master.
Plum Blossom (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi’s plum blossoms bloom on the branches at the corner of the wall, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
3. Ancient poems describing pine, bamboo and plum blossoms
A collection of poems about pine, bamboo and plum blossoms. In the past, there was a white jade hall with golden steps, but now only green pines can be seen.
Tang Dynasty - Lu Zhaolin's "Ancient Meaning of Chang'an" Intoxicated by the east wind, the autumn scene has dead pines leaning on the cliff, and the remaining clouds are falling, solitary ducks flying together. There are endless mountains all around, endless water as far as the eye can see, and the west wind spreads the autumn mood across the sky.
The night is quiet, the clouds are sailing and the moon is low, carrying me in the Xiaoxiang paintings. Source: Chinese Poems - Yuan Dynasty - Lu Zhi The pine moon is chilly The pine moon is chilly, and clouds rise in patches.
There are many mountains, [1] and you can see thousands of miles away. The water in the creek and pond is so clear that it is completely similar to the mirror.
This valuable spiritual object cannot be compared with the seven treasures. [2] Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - I found your smile is the flower in your own garden, your conversation is the rustle of the pine forest on your own mountain, but your heart is that woman, the one we all know woman.
The clear frost and cold tangerines and pomelo, the drizzle darken the pine trees. Shui Tiao Ge Tou The autumn colors are getting late, and the frost heralds the yellow flowers.
The water window is low and the windows are reflected deeply, and the micro-path is winding and sloping. In order to ask the monkey what's going on, I sit back and watch the youth live, but fighting is harmful to both beauty.
Moving and looking at the sea, the sky is clear and the water is bright. Thinking of Pingying, the sky is floating all over the world.
When I return, I will sweep the three paths again. The pines and bamboos are my home. But I hate that when the sad wind rises, new geese are flying in the clouds, and the horses on the side complain about the beards.
Who is like an old man from Dongshan, talking and laughing in silence. Source: Chinese Poetry-Northern Song Dynasty-Ye Mengde's review of the school's Shanyuan Book. Clouds, pines and bamboos are connected, and everything will be settled from now on.
The meat of Dongjia branch is leaning on the stick, and the white wine is first ripe on the bedside. In the West Wind Pear and Date Mountain Garden, children steal long poles.
Don’t scare others away, I’ll just sit back and watch. Source: Chinese Poetry - Southern Song Dynasty - Xin Qiji's Ballad of Ba Nu. When Ba Nu rides an ox and sings about bamboo branches, lotus root, silk and rhombus leaves are by the river.
Don’t worry about returning home at dusk, remember that the plantains grow out of the hibiscus fence. Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Yu Hu's Baitou Yin is as white as snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon among the clouds.
I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it. Today's drinking party, Mingdangou water head.
The ducks are dancing on the ditch, and the ditch water flows east and west. Desolate and desolate, there is no need to cry when getting married.
I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever. The bamboo poles are so curling, and the fish tails are so sticky.
A man cares about his spirit, why use money and a knife! Source: Chinese Poetry - Han Dynasty - Yuefu of the Han Dynasty. Picking mulberry seeds, turning the lamp and writing on red paper, still boring. The jade leak is far away, and the cold flowers in the dream are separated by the jade flute.
A few poles of bamboo are being repaired during the middle of the night, and the rain is falling, and the leaves are rustling. Share the autumn tide, don't miss Pisces to Xieqiao.
Source: Chinese Poetry - Qing Dynasty - Nalan Xingde Rewarding people to play with bamboo after the rain When it rains in the south, I appreciate the snow and frost. All kinds of things are also luxuriant, and the mind is humble and calm.
If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early. In your later years, you will be able to reward me, and you will be vigorous and energetic.
Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Nineteen Ancient Poems by Xue Tao A lonely bamboo grows slowly, and it takes root in Mount Tai. I am newly married to you, and my rabbit silk is attached to my daughter Luo.
Sometimes when the Rabbit is born, it will be a good time for the couple. Getting married thousands of miles away, across the mountains.
Thinking of you makes you grow old. How late is the car? The orchids that hurt him contain heroic glory. If you don’t pick it when it’s out of season, the grass will wither in autumn.
If Jun Liang holds high integrity, what should I do with a lowly concubine? Source: Chinese Poetry - Han Dynasty - Han Dynasty Anonymous Plum blossoms are not invaded by dust, and bamboo fences and thatched cottages are content. Just because he misunderstood Lin Hejing, the poet has been talking about it to this day.
Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Wang Qi The Sapphire Case The mountain forest is covered with snow, the Buddhist palace is protected by hundreds of feet of clouds, and the road is gradually whitening with moss. Broken winter plum blossoms dew early.
The silver waves are boundless, the jade mountains are thousands of miles away, and the cold covers the trees in the south of the Yangtze River. The sky is approaching dusk with the shadows of crows, and the slender traces of the moon on the sea reflect the smoke.
The bamboos hang low and the lone crane dances. The poplar flowers are blown by the wind, and the goose feathers are cut in the sky. It is always a poet's mistake.
Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Li Yu's Inscription on Bamboo and Stone. He insists on the green mountains and does not relax, and his roots are still in the broken rocks; he has endured many hardships and is still strong, regardless of the east, west, north and south winds. Source: Chinese Poetry - Qing Dynasty - Zheng Xie's Bamboo Branch The Badong boat went to Brazil, The waves were full of wind and rain.
Polygonum is cold and the flowers are rustling red, Gracilaria is wet and its leaves are green and miserable. Source: Chinese Poetry-Tang and Five Dynasties-Bai Juyi. White plum blossoms appear in the ice and snow forest. They are not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly a breeze blows out all night, spreading the spring all over the world. Source: Chinese Poetry - Yuan Dynasty - Wang Mian's feeling after watching the plum blossoms. The east wind blows away the dust and sand, dreaming of the home of a virgin in the West Lake.
I am afraid that the spring spirit in the south of the Yangtze River will diminish, but my heart is full of plum blossoms. Source: Chinese Poetry - Yuan Dynasty - Liu Yin Magpie Stepping on the Branches There are thousands of plum blossom branches, still feeling passionate, imitating the snow and turning with the wind.
Last night the music and music were easily dispersed, and the drunkenness added to the endless sorrow. Upstairs, the spring mountain is cold on all sides, the scenery is dark and smoky after all the battles have passed.
Always in sight, I hid my tears and thought about it. Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Feng Yansi Looking at Jiangmei. Idle dreams are far away, and the southern country is in full bloom.
There are orchestral music on the boat, the river is green, and the city is filled with flying catkins and light dust. Busy killing flower watchers.
Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Li Yu's Encounter The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn. Enjoy this business, it will be a festive season for you.
Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there. [1] Plants and trees have their own minds, so why ask for beauty? [2] Source: Chinese Poetry - Tang and Five Dynasties - Zhang Jiuling Shao Siming The autumn orchids are growing tall and weedy, and Luo Sheng is growing in the hall.
[1] The green leaves and plain branches are blooming, and they are full of fragrance. [2][3] Madam, you have a beautiful son, why is Sun so sad? [4] Autumn orchids are green, with green leaves and purple stems; the hall is full of beauties, and suddenly they are alone with the rest.
Go in without saying a word, go out without hesitation, ride on the returning wind and ride the cloud flag. There is no sadness because of separation, no joy because of new acquaintances.
The lotus clothes and wispy belts come and go suddenly. [5][6] Staying in the imperial suburbs at night, who needs to watch the clouds? I bathe in the salty pond with my daughter, and my daughter's hair is in the sun;[7][8] I look forward to the beauty of the future, and sing loud songs in the wind.
[9] The hole is covered with green banners, and the comets climb up to the sky. The long sword holds the young mugwort, and Sun alone is suitable for the people.
[10] Source: Chinese Poetry-Pre-Qin Dynasty-Qu Yuan.
4. Poems describing pine, bamboo, plum and orchid
1. The pines on the mountain in the pine pavilion will rise to the sun all their lives.
The forest towers into the sky, and the branches are hundreds of feet long. ——Bai Juyi's "Ten Harmony Poems·He Pine Tree" The high rock surface is lush and dense, and the forest is deep and secluded.
The crane roosts on the gentleman's tree, and the wind blows on the doctor's branches. The hundred-foot strips are in harmony, and the thousand-year-old shadow is covered with shadows.
The cold weather will never change, luckily you know the strength of the festival. ——"Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty" Li Qiao is miserable and the flowers are diseased, and the pavilions and pavilions are very different.
Go straight up to the ancient temple and feel the cold autumn breeze blowing across the palace. A soft sound enters the turtle's eyes, and a piece of shadow perches on the top of the crane.
There are so many beautiful trees in the mountains, but they are so pitiful. ——"Yan Song in Xiao Temple" 2. Two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboos are the prophets of the warmth of the spring river.
—— Su Shi's "Evening Scene of the Spring River in Huichong" The courtyard looked like accumulated water and empty, with algae and waterlilies interlaced in the water, covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. —— Su Shi's "Night Tour at Chengtian Temple" What night is there without a moon? Where are there no bamboos or cypresses? But there are few idle people like the two of us.
—— Su Shi's "Night Tour at Chengtian Temple" 3. The plum blossoms are easy to understand and cannot be destroyed easily. ——Cui Daoyong's "Plum Blossoms" When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled in the bushes.
—— Mao Zedong's "Bu Shuzi·Yong Mei" There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. ——Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms" Sparse shadows slant across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance floats in the moonlit dusk.
—— Lin Bu's "Nine Songs of Small Plums and Orchid in the Mountain Garden" During the Warring States Period in Chu, Qu Yuan's green leaves were full of green leaves, and Gong Yu was fragrant. Autumn orchids are green, with green leaves and purple stems.
I have nine acres of orchids and a hundred acres of cypress trees. "Poem from Jundong Mountain Looking at the Minghai" by Xie Lingyun of Jin Dynasty (This is a poem about picking orchids) The beginning of spring presents the first year of life, and the sun rises slowly in the daytime.
If you set your ambitions, you will be happy, and you will forget your worries when you look at the sea. Riding horses and walking in Langao, resting on Jiaoqiu in the sky.
Cleaning Hui follows Dabo, and picking flowers is like walking on Changzhou. White flowers bloom in the sunny forest, while purple grasshoppers roar in the spring flow.
If you are not a disciple, you will never forget it. There is no comfort in Xuansu at first, but loneliness can be found in the end.
"Orchid" Tang Yanqian The breeze shakes the green ring, and the cool dew drops on the green jade. The beautiful woman is not alone, and the valley is filled with fragrance and mist.
5. Poems about pine, bamboo and plum blossoms
Poems about pine, bamboo and plum blossoms: "Bitter Bamboo" (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Qing Ming is also self-defeating, weak and strong in support.
It tastes bitter and avoids summer insects, and is suspicious of spring birds in low bushes. The Xuanchihui is not important, and the cutting is useless.
Fortunately, I am close to the secluded house, where frost roots are forming. In the early morning, I stopped under the pavilion and fell in love with this secluded bamboo.
"New Bamboo Planting" Wei Zhuangtang I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps. After walking around the railing and chanting, he got wet with his towel. No one knows me when I am wandering in a foreign land, but Cong Huang is like my master.
Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden (Song Dynasty) Lin Bu and all the flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need gold bottles made of sandalwood.
Hsinchu (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli The east wind cleverly repaired the remaining mountains, and blew several jade poles in one night. Half-dressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring.
Pine Tree (Tang Dynasty) Bai e69da5e6ba90e79fa5e9819331333361323035 Juyi exchanged his platinum for a green pine tree. Since you planted it first, I will not plant it. Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and it secretly brings good sounds late at night.
Four Pines When Du Fu first moved his four pines, they were about three feet strong. It has been three years since I came here, and I have been separated for as long as a person.
Know how to look at the root without uprooting it, and don’t worry about the damage caused by the branches. The quiet color is good for the hair, and the sparse branches are also hidden.
The small fence inserted also has a dike. Finally, I am so sad that I am ashamed of the thousands of yellow leaves.
If you dare to be the master of the old forest, Li Shu is still not in good health. The thieves have just returned from hiding. The hall is full of spring grass.
Looking at the things and sighing at the decline, I would like to comfort the desolation. The breeze blows for me and sprinkles my face like a slight frost.
It’s enough to send off the old lady and wait for the rest. I have no roots in my life, and I am also confused about who I am.
If you are sentimental and compose poetry, your deeds can be forgotten. Don't worry about how miserable the sky will be after a thousand years.
Mo Mei Ju Jian Don’t hate the useless painters of Danqing. There is no need to seek differences, only similarities. The jade face is not as beautiful as a jackdaw, so I entrust it with the dust of the Han Palace.
Courtyard Bamboo (Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi The polyester and lead powder knots are exposed, and the green jade branches are shaken by the wind. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
Inscribed on Hsinchu (Tang Dynasty) by Du Mu. Several stems have a faint jade color, and are covered with green smoke in the evening. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
As the day approaches the threshold, I want to get the eight curtains of clouds. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
"Newly Planted Bamboo" I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps in Wei Zhuang Tang. After walking around the railing and chanting, he got wet with his towel. No one knows me when I am wandering in a foreign land, but Cong Huang is like my master.
Plum Blossom (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi’s plum blossoms bloom on the branches at the corner of the wall, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
6. Poems about pine, bamboo and plum blossoms
Poems about pine, bamboo and plum blossoms? "Bitter Bamboo"? Tang Dynasty? Du Fu? Qing Ming is also self-defeating, weak and strong in support.
?The taste is bitter, summer insects avoid it, and spring birds are suspicious of the humble bush. The Xuanchihui is not important, and the cutting is useless.
Fortunately, I am close to the secluded house, where frost roots are forming. ?When I stop under the pavilion in the early morning, I love this secluded bamboo.
"Newly Planted Bamboo" - Wei Zhuangtang - I saw this gentleman in front of the lonely steps. He walked around the railing and chanted, but got wet with his towel. ?No one knows me when I am wandering in a foreign land, only Cong Huang is like my master.
The small plum blossoms in the mountain garden are blooming in the Song Dynasty. ?The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
?The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and break its soul. ?Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don’t need gold bottles made of sandalwood.
Hsinchu? Song Dynasty. Yang Wanli? The east wind cleverly repaired the remaining mountains, and blew several poles of jade in one night. ?Half-undressed and still half-dressed, the dragon has no faith and is afraid of the cold spring.
?Pine tree? Tang Dynasty? Bai Juyi? Platinum in exchange for a green pine tree, since you planted it first, I will not plant it. ?Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and it secretly brings good sounds late at night.
Xuemei? Lu Meipo? Plum and snow contend for spring but refuse to fall, Sao Renge writes and comments. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
?Xuemei Er? With plums but no snow, it is not spiritual, but with snow but no poetry, it is vulgar. ?The sunset poem has snow all day long, and it is very spring with the plum well.
Four Pines Du Fu When the four pines first moved, they were about three feet strong. ?It has been three years since I came here, and I have been separated for as long as a person.
?Know how to look at the root without uprooting it, and don’t worry about the damage caused by the branches. ?The quiet color is lucky to have beautiful hair, and the sparse branches are also hidden.
?The small fence inserted also has a dike. ?Finally, I am saddened by the damage, and I am ashamed of the thousand yellow leaves.
? If you dare to be the master of the old forest, the common people of Li are still not in good health. ?The thieves have just returned from hiding. The hall is full of spring grass.
? Looking at things and sighing at the decline, I would like to comfort the desolation. ?The breeze blows for me and sprinkles my face like a slight frost.
?Enough to send off the old lady and wait for the rest of the year. ?I have no roots in my life, and I have no clue about who I am.
?If you are sentimental and compose poems, your deeds can be forgotten. ?Don’t worry about how miserable the sky will be after a thousand years.
In the early morning, plum blossoms appeared on a tree with white jade strips on it. It was near the river bridge on the road back to Lincun. ?I don’t know that the water flowers bloomed first in the near future. It is suspected that they have not sold out after the winter snow.
Mo Mei? Living in simplicity? Don’t hate the useless painters of Danqing. There is no need to seek differences, only similarities. ?The jade face is not as beautiful as a jackdaw, so I entrust the jade dust to the Han Palace.
Bamboo is planted and the branches are brushed, and the dust is sprinkled with dew. ?A gentleman takes it, it is most useful.
Thousands of light ink strokes draw thin bamboos.