A beautiful poem describing wintersweet

Selected poems about wintersweet in past dynasties

Xue Feng of the Tang Dynasty Fenghe servant shot Xianggong

The cold willows are green and the light rain is heavy, and the wintersweet blooms fragrantly and has many twigs.

In case Pingjin is disgraced, don’t forget Gaosong sent his daughter Luo.

Tang Luoyin saw plum blossoms on the Xin'an Road every day

After a long journey, I woke up from the drunkenness and the tender pistils were fragrant in the saddle.

If you are not in favor with Princess Shouyang, Lianjun is being unreasonable.

In the early days of the Tang Dynasty, Du Mu was rewarded by Xing Qun, the governor of Shezhou.

There was a thousand feet of green rock leaning against the stream, and Yan Guang once worked as a fisherman.

The farther the mountains are, the farther the water is, the winter plum blossoms appear two years late.

In the Ming Dynasty, you must use your sword and ruler. I have a limit in the quiet countryside.

In a ravine of wind and smoke in Yangxian, there is no way to solve the problem without credit.

Recalling Miscellaneous Odes of Pingquan·Recalling Winter Plum Blossoms by Li Deyu of the Tang Dynasty

There are several plum trees in the cold pond, and they often bloom near the wax.

Snow reflects rock bamboo, and the fragrance penetrates the water moss.

Thinking of the clear scenery in the distance, there are still wild birds coming.

Who is a guest in Panzhi? I will return after getting drunk.

Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty rewarded Cui Bazao with gifts and instructions for the eight early plums

Zhi visited the cold plums and passed through the wild pond, and stayed in Jinle for a long time as the ileum.

Xie Lang’s sleeves were covered with snow, and Xun ordered the incense burner to change the incense.

Where do you apply butterfly powder on your chest, and when do you apply bee yellow on your forehead.

Although there were many diseases in Vimalakirti's room, he still had to use the ceiling as a dojo.

Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty: Meeting an Old Friend on the River

The harp couple in my hometown are close to the wax plum blossoms.

Jiangcun got drunk and burst into tears.

Song Yang Wanli Chimonanthus

The plum leaves leave the hall, and the national fragrance is not known to the world.

The diligent seal was sealed with wax dripping, but a branch was secretly broken off by the frost and wind.

Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's short rhyme "Fengqi Lamei"

The remaining flowers on the Yunzhuang are smiling, and the fragrance is like early plum blossoms that are not too late to bloom.

On a windy day in a light-colored spring shirt, I sent him here to write a new poem.

Huang Tingjian of the Northern Song Dynasty begged wintersweet from Zhang Zhongmou

The wild plum blossoms behind Wenjun Temple were densely fragrant and dyed into palace-like yellow.

Don’t fold it to cover your old eyes. If you want to know the beauty of spring, go to the pond.

Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's Chimonanthus Poem

There is a kind of flower in Jingluo, which has a fragrance like plum and has five flowers.

It is made by female workers twisting wax, so people in Jingluo call it wax plum.

Song Lin Yizhi was rewarded by the governor of the town, Liang Zhang, and what kind of winter plum was given to him?

The winter plum blossoms are in bloom, and the official pavilion is in the prime of life.

Thinking about the poor winter will destroy your emotions, but being grateful for your beauty will bring about your beauty.

Gubiao is not such a bone, and it can be forbidden to fall in the wild.

Who believes in fish and salt?

Song Zheng Gangzhong Wintersweet

The fairy in silk clothes has changed into new clothes, lightly dyed as yellow as before spring.

I don’t want to compete with the bright snow, but only pay the solitary beauty to the delicate fragrance.

Two poems about wintersweet by Wang Yang of the Song Dynasty and Zheng Gudaohui

(1)

The long hanging moon curtains separate the steps of the sky, and the jingles are made of golden bells to answer the rhythm of gray.

There is no place for words in the world, so I can find poems from heaven.

(2)

A two-character guess of a good name, honey spleen melting liquid wax opens in the middle.

Snowflakes dare not be obsessed with true colors, because their style is not plum.

Song Dynasty Dong Sigao Wintersweet

The stiff strips are covered with frozen flies, and the strong leaves will be proud of this winter.

The seeds in the chime can be chewed, and the sandalwood core is fragrant.

The roots rely on the sunny ground and the spring breeze penetrates; the bottle relies on the clear window and the sun is strong.

In the same place with sparse shadows at dusk, I know that the water and the moon are incompatible.

Yellow Plum Blossoms by Wang Anguo of the Song Dynasty

The beautiful snow and frost bloom in Yuling, and the spring scenery of Liangyuan occupies the center.

Don’t teach that the oriole’s hair is colorless, but the bee’s wax is fragrant.

The moon looks like floating metal water, and the wind blows like dancing dust.

Who has any cultivation power left? Looking at the chrysanthemums by the Taiye Pond.