(1) In autumn, the bushes around the house are like Taoist priests, and the edges around the fence are more and more inclined.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum)
(2) The west wind blows all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. (Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum")
(3) Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers.
Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums. (Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum")
(4) Wang Sunmo is full of Artemisia selengensis, and its branches are nearly mane in nine days.
Dew sunshine makes the chrysanthemum more Feng Run, and its fragrance fills the pool shore, so it never envies the tile pine that is parasitic not very high. (Zheng Gu's "Chrysanthemum")
5] The dew is wet in the lonely east, according to the former gold and the sediment.
Children in the world have no high rhyme, only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. (Fan Ceng's "Three Chrysanthemums after Double Ninth Festival")
[6] After climbing the mountain, chrysanthemums are still new, and drunkards and poets are ignorant.
It's like a snob who can't make friends and relatives when he leaves the car. (Fan Ceng's "Three Chrysanthemums after Double Ninth Festival")
Once, shame was the same as spring flowers, and the shade was filled with the west wind.
You don't need to pull so far, you need several clumps along the fence. (Liu Kezhuang's "Chrysanthemum")
The flowers don't bloom together, so it's interesting to hedge independently.
I would rather hold incense in the branches and wait for death than be blown into the north wind! (Zheng Sixiao's "Cold Chrysanthemum")
Pet-name ruby fine chrysanthemum build by laying bricks or stones in sequence, eaves deep dew.
Mo Yan's roots are weak and he can stand the autumn chill. (Pei Chen's "Thin Chrysanthemum is Little Maid")
⑽ The soil flowers can be white and red, and the evening festival is lovely.
I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind. (Zhu's "Yellow Flower")
[Chrysanthemum Rhyme]-Li Daguang-
Autumn frost makes chrysanthemums, and the sunset glow is endless;
I don't mean to say anything at random, but I am naturally charming.
[Autumn Sound]-Wind-
In front of the entrance, it was golden and the aroma surged for tourists.
Only when the frost is heavy can you become a hero.
[Chrysanthemum City Singing]-Wang Ruting-
The lion dragon is flying in the sky and brilliant again! ]
Light alleys and thick streets are full of fragrance, and desks are full of chrysanthemums in September.
Tao Jin Yuanming's Book of the Republic of China;
Fragrant chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Lin Yao, pine trees and Guanyan line.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost.
Emperor Taizong's "Fude Endgame";
Terraced orchids condense in summer frost, and shore chrysanthemums shine in the morning.
Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant.
Thin leaves are light green and round flowers are light yellow.
Still holding the color of this year, after reunion, it will be fragrant.
Tang Du Fu's Nine Days of Yun 'an;
Cold flowers are gone, chrysanthemums are full of branches.
Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed.
Tang Bai Juyi's Ode to Chrysanthemum;
One night, the new frost hit the tile lightly and the banana collapsed.
Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn.
Tang Yuanzhen's chrysanthemum
In autumn, the bushes, like Taoist priests, are more and more inclined around the fence.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Tang Wu Lu Lei's Chrysanthemum
Charming gold skirt, graceful white jade skin.
Knowing it is very different, as cold as old.
It's hard to fall to the ground. It's better to die.
Tang Li Shangyin's Chrysanthemum
Dark purple, bright yellow.
They have the color of Tao Yuanming's Hedgerow and the fragrance of Lohan House.
Chrysanthemum is not afraid of wet dew, but afraid of the arrival of the sunset.
I am willing to stay by the water and drink the parrot cup, hoping to come to the feast of the rich.
Su Song Shi's Cold Chrysanthemum in Zhao Chang
Light muscles and weak bones, dispel the hidden flowers and make the gold nucleus shine.
Want to know the medicine to delay aging, let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend.
Chrysanthemum after the Double Ninth Festival in Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty
The dew is wet in the lonely east, and the sand shines on the front golden house. ]
A few girls in the world have no high rhyme and only look at flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
Song Luyou's Broken Chrysanthemum on September 12th
The fenfen of the yellow flower is peerless, and the Chongyang is wrong with the dogwood.
The later you start, the more you see Cao, which makes you laugh at the way those outdated children do.
Song Mei Yao Chen's mess
Loose gold wick, though withered, does not change fragrance.
It's better to have a clean car than to be lonely in the mountains and forests.
Song Zhu Shu Zhen's Chrysanthemum
Tuhua can be white and red, and you can still love this work at night.
I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind.
Jin Yuanhao asked "Fu October Chrysanthemum"
Chou-heung used to be a poet's gift, but today's festival is a much-told story.
If it weren't for the west wind to keep guests, the plum blossom would have declined for a long time.
Zhou's Chrysanthemum
When autumn is full of hedges, flowers begin to appear, but from indifference to prosperity.
The west wind gate is full of fragrance, except for the Taos who come to my house.
Song Yang Wanli's Singing Chrysanthemums
Physical properties are never the same. Who is greedy, who is cold and who is thin?
Chrysanthemum white chooses the country of wind and frost, not chrysanthemum outside spring.
Chrysanthemum in Yin Mingtang
When the garden vomited in the secluded bushes of three paths, Xuanshuang fell into the blue sky all night.
How many people have not returned to the end of the world, looking at the autumn wind through the fence.
Osmanthus fragrans:
Yang Wanli's Gui Fu
It's not a human species. It moved here from the middle of the month.
A little Leng Xiang, blowing all over the mountain.
Su Shi: Send osmanthus to Tianzhu Mountain on August 17th.
The moon lacks thick frost and dry pistils. This flower belongs to Yutang Xian.
On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches of the toad cave were empty to remember the past years.
The ragged monk pitied Geng Jie, and Yan Qing started a skirt-flowing women's fight.
I hope the public will pick you up, admire you, and don't send you to the old river bank.
Song Wenzhi: Lingyin Temple
The vulture ridge is gloomy, and the Dragon Palace is lonely.
Look at the sea, the door is facing the tide in Zhejiang.
In the middle of the month, laurel trees fall and fragrant clouds float outside.
If you climb the tower, you will find that spring is far away.
Frost is thin, flowers are hairy, and ice leaves are not withered.
The age of rewelding is still different, and the search is right.
Stay on Tiantai Road and look at the extra stone bridge.
Li Bai: Guifu
The world is full of peaches and plums.
Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.
Glory cannot last long under first frost.
South, green leaves hang down the roots.
Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?
Ni Zan: Osmanthus fragrans
Osmanthus fragrans Ye Wan color, Qiu Guang shade light.
The decadent wind is still falling, and the flying night is still young.
The jade rope is low and the moon is short, and the golden duck burns incense.
Suddenly I thought of my hometown, and I felt cold and returned to my dream.
osmanthus flowers
Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Wang Jian's "Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon"
Bai Shu roosts in the atrium, Coody Leng is silent and wet with osmanthus,
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.