One of Three Quatrains on Passing the Huaqing Palace
Author Du Mu Tang Dynasty
Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opened in sequence on the top of the mountain.
The red concubine on horseback smiled, but no one knew it was lychee.
Eating three hundred lychees a day, he has grown up to be a Lingnan native. ——Su Shi's "Eating Lychees"
The wheat in Wuling is withered in autumn, and the lychees are at the beginning of their recovery. —— Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha"
Lychees on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are red, and thousands of families are in the mist. ——Li Shizhong's "Bodhisattva Man·Zigui's Cry Breaks the Tower of the Moon"
The smoke and water are green near Jinjiang River in the west, and the lychees are ripe on the top of Xinyu Mountain. ——Zhang Ji's "Chengdu Song"
The newly ripened lychees are the color of cockscombs, and the shochu has the amber fragrance. ——Bai Juyi's "Wine at the Lychee House"
A natural good taste, but unfortunately it lives at the end of the world. ——Qiu Jun's "Ode to Lychees"
There are no more precious fruits in the world, and the jade snow skin is covered with crimson gauze. ——Qiu Jun's "Ode to Lychees"
In May, the shad have arrived, but the lychees and oranges have not yet arrived; ——He Jingming's "Shad"
Rubbing the Blue Mist Rose Shallow, half exposed ice muscle jade is not as good as. ——Qiu Wei's "Partridge Sky (Ode to Green Lychees)"
If you don't send plum blossoms, send red snow from thousands of miles away. —— Han Yuanji's "Drunk and Down (Litchi)"
Who can tell the old story of Yuhuan. The long post road is filled with fragrant breeze. —— Han Yuanji's "Drunk and Desolate (Litchi)"
Clearly densely exposed branches. ——Han Yuanji's "Drunk and Desolate (Litchi)"
When the dimple blooms. Riding in the red dust to offer lychees. ——Li Gang's "Reduced Words Magnolia (Two Lychee Poems)"
Bingjiu is not affected by the heat of the world ——Han Yuanji's "Drunk and Down (Litchi)"
Lychee climbed up personally. The ice skin reflects the crown of the branches. —— Huang Tingjian "Lang Tao Sha (Lychee)"
I remember that now, the lychees are just beginning to ripen. ——Jiang Kui's "Good things are coming soon (to Jasmine)"
The Wushi Pavilion is surrounded by thousands of mountains, and the litchi tower is warm and the flowers are bright. ——Liao Gang's "Two Poems Looking to the South of the Yangtze River (Sending Huang Mianzhong to Know the Fortune of the Tang Dynasty)"
When I remember the new year, the lychees are fragrant and the crimson color is in array. ——Wang Tongzu's "Touching the Fish"
Crystal pills in the gauze bag. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha"
Lychees and oranges are blessed with grace, and the Luan magpie's heavenly book wets the purple mud. ——Li Shangyin's "Jiucheng Palace"
The meal is beautiful and delicious. Light red ends together with being a slave. ——Qiu Wei's "Partridge Sky (Ode to Green Lychees)"
It evokes the scene of Aunt Feng in the late Qing Dynasty and recommends lychees to the new world. ——Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Huanxisha·Eighteen Guests Sitting on the Mid-Autumn Festival"
It's not like lychees that grow far away and hate the wind. ——Han Hui's "Breaking Through the Huanxi Sand (Yangmei)"
Recalling the past in Kaiyuan, the concubine showed pity.
—— Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha"