Lu Kai's Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty
Fold the plum for each post and send it to the leader. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring.
Yamagata Xiaomei
Tang Dynasty
All the fragrant people shook off their brilliance and occupied all the amorous feelings of the small garden.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming, I lost a plum blossom poem.
Wang Anshi
Fahua looks for spring and likes to see Mei, which is a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post.
Yimei
Li shangyin
Far from home, I don't want to see the scenery in spring. Cold plum is the most hateful. It looks like last year's flowers.
Two songs planted on pine trees
Tang Bai Juyi
Komatsu's foot is incomplete, and his beloved hand moves by itself.
The background color is pale, and the clouds are wet and the smoke falls.
It's too late to plant me and grow into an emperor.
How can more than forty branches be planted so many inches?
You have to see if it's cloudy. Life is 70 thin.
I love you for hosting a party, but I pity you for being honest.
If you want to appear in court, you will grow up to be a gentleman before the court.
If you know you are dead, you are Lingyun.
yearn for
Tang Bai Juyi
Platinum for pine, you plant it first, I won't plant it.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and the night is stolen.
Komatsu
Don Du Xunhe
When pine trees were young, they grew in deep, deep grass and could not be seen. Now they are found to be much taller than weeds.
People don't know lingyunmu, wait for lingyun to rise high.
Nanxuansong
Tang Libai
There is a lonely pine tree to the south of the window, with such dense branches and leaves. The breeze has been shaking its branches, and it has been so pleasant and pleasant all day.
The shadows of trees are covered with green moss, and the autumn clouds are dyed green. When Ling Xiaoyun, go straight for thousands of feet.
A kind of bamboo
Don Lihe
Into the hydrological light movement, take time to shadow the spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots.
Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
Topic hsinchu
Don Dumu
A few stems are beautiful and jade-colored, and smoke at dusk.
The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line.
Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to get eight curtain clouds.
If this gentleman is not a guest of Yin Shan, who will like him?
jasmine
Don Liu Yuxi
Dew wash lead powder, wind shake sapphire branches.
Yiyi is like a gentleman, and there is nothing wrong with her.
loose
The bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, leaving seedlings on the mountain, one inch in diameter, one stem, and the hundred feet are overcast. (Jin Taikang Zuo Si)
There are pine trees 100 feet big and 10 yards around. They were born at the bottom of the canyon, cold and crude. (Don Bai Juyi)
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. (Rola Chen)
Moss is slippery, not rain, but singing. (Tang Hanshanzi)
The wind in the pine gate sweeps itself, and the snow in the waterfall is hard to disappear. (Tang Huangfu Zeng)
The pines are shaded, and the west of the road is clear. (Don Xu Hun)
Monks are cold on the rocks between pines, and the stream is rushing in the middle of the night. (Don Lu Guimeng)
Through the juniper sword, the palace is surrounded by five peaks. (Song Xia Song)
The breeze blows the dew, and the fragrance is moist. (stone)
The two corridors are full of color, and the sound of nine miles is loose. (Song Hongshi)
Should be guarded by mountain gods. As soon as the wind relaxed, it swept away the dust. (Song Taizhang)
Micro-singing the bright moon in the sea gives birth to rock laurel, and laughing long without romantic pine. (Song Hesun)
A kind of bamboo
Zhu Hao Lianshan feels the fragrance of bamboo shoots (Su Song Shi)
In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the leaves are full of hate (Song Ouyang Xiu)
When you, my love, rode a bamboo horse, trotted around in circles and threw your childhood, we lived together, and we were all young and happy in an alley in Qingkan (Don Li Bai)
Poetry Zen Buddhism * * * bamboo idle, let him flow to the world (Tang Jiayou)
The bamboo shoots are scattered, and the mountain wind blows the window clouds (Yuan Sadulla)
The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves (Don Meng Haoran)
Song Xin hates thousands of feet less, and the evil bamboo should be chopped ("Tang Du Fu")
One year old in firecrackers (Anshi, Wang Song)
She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo in the sunset (Don Du Fu)
No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar (Su Song Dongpo)
Hsinchu has become a bamboo in the hall, and the fallen flowers are full of bird's nest mud (Song Zhou Bangyan)
Because of the monk's words, I will stay for half a day (photo by Tang Li)
Bamboo poles and sandals are lighter than horses. Who's scared? Mist and rain are coming, and the wind fills the building (history)
Chinese plum
It's not freezing in the cold, but plum blossoms come naturally (Zen master Tang)
When I came back, I smiled and smelled plum blossoms. Spring is already in the branches (Song Mouni's enlightenment poem)
When you, my love, rode a bamboo horse, trotted around in circles and threw your childhood, we lived together, and we were all young and happy in an alley in Qingkan (Don Li Bai)
Plum blossoms are like snow, and they are full (five generations of Li Yu)
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but there is a piece of Mei Xiang missing from the snow (Mei Po, Song Lu)
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond (Zhao Shixiu Song)
How to turn it into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom (Song Luyou)
There is no way back to the valley in the stream, and suddenly there are one or two plum blossoms (Song Yang Wanli)
Count Plum Blossoms (Song/Yuan Wengsen)
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and when will there be a bright moon (thunder)
Yichuan Tobacco, Mancheng, Plum and Yellow Rain (Song)
Mei has no snow and no spirit, and snow has no poetry and no vulgarity (Mei Po, Song Lu)