The poem about ying is 1. Poems about Yuehua
1, a thousand miles of moonlight. -Wang Tomlobin's "Full Moon Thinking"
Original poem: September is cool, and thousands of miles of moonlight are blooming. The round light follows the dew, and the ghosting comes in waves. Like frost, like jade, like a mirror to write beads. The evening is near, mixed and sad. Separation shines, resentment lingers. Fly around south, fly around north.
2. If it snows in the moonlight at night. -Tang Li Bai, "Autumn Mountain Sending Green to the King"
Original poem: how to give gifts to each other, white flowers and green cassia twig. If it snows in the moonlight at night, it will be thought-provoking to see this. Although the stream is gurgling, it is not the same as when it is cloudy. Farming is pregnant with two sons, and empty songs attract hidden poems.
3, the pool is like a mirror. -Zhang Tang said, "Feng Hesheng is in the same position as Princess Zhen to visit the big brother mountain pond."
Original poem: the pool is like a mirror and the moon is bright, and the mountain learns the incense burner. Divine algae fly as snipes, and fairy sounds are embarrassing out of the Phoenix Tower.
4, the dew is heavy and the moon is deep. -Liu Tang Yuxi's "Queti"
Original poem: the old friend is far away, and the dust under the window is full of piano. Sitting on a bottle of wine, I wish I could pour it. The curtain is sparse and bright, and the dew is heavy and deep. The world and the public, at this time, no responsibility.
5, thousands of miles of Huaqing. -Tang Lizhong's "Yi Yun and Zhi Qian Send Li Xianggong to Zhao Wujun"
Original poem: To bid farewell to the temple temporarily, Fan Xiong has to sort out his feelings. Wild geese are born in autumn wind, and the fog is wet at dusk. Get dressed and sing, and dream of returning to the imperial city. Get off the bus and enjoy yourself, which is thousands of miles away.
6. Yuehua Xing Cai sat down to collect it. -Don Du Xunhe's guest house
Original poem: Yue Hua sits and closes, and the sound of the river is sad. "Midnight Light" Ten years ago, there was a time when rain came to my heart.
7. Yuet Moon is like being in Bai Bo. -Tang Lu Lun's "Focus on the Original Gong Wenqin of the Tongchang Party"
Original poem: I mistakenly thought that I prayed for the people in the distance with my voice. Please pay the emblem to Qiu Feng. Ripples are endless, and moonlight is like being in Bai Bo.
8. Moon Love Planet. -Don Xu Hun's Friends in the Moonlight Period
Original poem: Waiting for an old friend to stay, the moonlight is clear in autumn. Who got drunk in the orchestra, the billiard hall is worried at this time. The wind moved over Hezhu, and dew covered mountains and mountains. Lonely songs can't start. I went upstairs last night.
9. Tianjing Yuehua Flow. -Tang Qiji's Self-Dispatching
Original poem: knowing that it is a dream is even more difficult. When you die in the butte, your ashes will fly away. The clouds are light and the wind is clear, and the sky is quiet and the moon is flowing. There are no apprentices, and sometimes they come to hang stones.
10, Hanshan Muluo Yuehua Qing. -Tang Jianwu, "Seeing Friends Off in Autumn Night".
Original poem: where to invite you to say goodbye, the cold mountain wood falls on the moon and Huaqing. Mochow has no poetic thoughts tonight, and has heard the first sound of autumn apes.
2. Ancient poems about wisteria flowers
Yutai hates wisteria trees. Yellow birds are blooming green branches. When I think of you, I sigh. My bitter tears should be shed. Du's wisteria, the pavilion of Du Wei Mountain, is wrapped in ivy, and the green thorn is on the rose. I went fishing to watch fish jump into the nest for fear of birds flying. The leaves are late, and the branches and fruits are new. The scenery is infinite, and I should only return with the moon. I'll send you a bachelor's degree in Jixian, with a sacred system. The way of rites and music is more than grand. Huaying entered the Yun Ge Pavilion, and the heron climbed up the tourist door. There are more feasts than sacred places. In summer, the leaves open red medicine, and the remaining flowers make wisteria. I am also lucky to have made friends here. Wisteria tree, Li Bai, wisteria, hanging cloud tree, flowers are blooming in Yichun. Dense-leaved songbirds, fragrant and beautiful. I went through Huayue Temple to visit Cen Can, the Cloud Palace in Fahua. There are wisteria in Songmen. Ancient paintings are listed in the promenade, and solitary lights are hung in the high hall. In May, it was hot in Shan Yu, and three peaks were steamed by fire clouds. I heard people talking about firewood, and there was ice in the deep valley. I have been trying to find this mountain for a long time, but I have not succeeded so far. The official suddenly went to the East, and Wang Cheng was still suffering. If you want to love two trees, why don't you take a lift from the poor? The moon spits mango, and the night is bright. The color is still drunk. The good wind gently sucked the cigarette in, and the nectar was bright and condensed into powder. In the depths, Yinger is the most pitiful, and when she is lazy, she is first invaded by butterflies. She should not get anything from the facts, nor should she pay the price for the empty door. Facing the sun, it seems that the red sauce has been turned over, and the stream is suspicious of rosy clouds. You have pity for the late osmanthus, and you will know wisteria in spring. Every flower branch in Shandong is lonely and melancholy. But the damage is more than enough. The lower part is like a snake, and the upper part is like a rope. The poor middle tree was tied into a dead plant. The gentle vine does not give up on itself, and it is curled up empty. I don't know that the winding of a tree is not as strong as the strength of a thousand hands. It's like a slap in the face. With the power of the monarch, your fans refused to punish it. Like a witch, take precautions. It's hard to believe the vines. I would like to take the vines as a warning and write them down in the corner. Qin Zhongyin No.10 Wounded Hospital (No.1 Wounded House), Bai Juyi's family started first, just beside Zhumen Avenue. There are rows of rich houses, surrounded by high walls. There are six or seven halls, building to building. A hall costs millions, and the smoke is blue. The bridal chamber is warm and clear, and it is not dry in cold and heat. The high hall is empty and round. Pick flowers and move peonies. The master has been an official for ten years. There is rotten meat in the kitchen and rotten money in the treasury. Who can tell me about flesh and blood? Those people who are infinitely cheap can't stand hunger and cold. How to serve the whole body? I want to keep it for a thousand years. I didn't see the horse's house, but now I am a sincere garden. On March 30, I asked Giangji Bai Juyi for his kindness. Spring has passed, and Peiri will return to the temple. Wisteria is disappearing in the twilight. I sang twenty poems about spring and spring. On the pond, the wisteria in Li Deyu's hometown is getting stronger and stronger, and it is hard to smell at the age of one. Rock trees are so lush that I can't love them at home. The people in Youxi haven't left yet, so the grass line should be blocked. I remember the wisteria hanging in the distance, and the flowers in Tandai are blooming. The wisteria in "Xu Hun" lingers a few times, just in the thatched cottage. In autumn, I send tall trees, and in the dark, I cage the mountains during the day. Climb when you are sleepy. It's hard to find the old road when the breeze rises at dusk. Wisteria Xu Hun has dark purple sleeves with low green vines, so guests come to sit in the small hall. No one will meet you when you are drunk, and your home is near Huaxi in the south of the Yangtze River. Chen Jia's wisteria flowers were presented to Zhou Judge Bai Juyi, and ten thousand flowers bloomed for a while. If Zhou is not engaged, who will call me? Hu Die-the whole Song Dynasty-let wisteria blossom around the mountain. Ye Sheng Temple Moon Pavilion-Quan Song Dynasty-Huang Tingjian's bitter rain has been solved, and all the peaks have come to present gifts. No white-headed Zen, leaning on wisteria vines. I will send the old wisteria and longevity vines from the Temple of Heaven-Quan Song Dynasty-Huang Tingjian's royal residence to help my relatives and friends have a public holiday. I will go to the Temple of Heaven, hoping to help them. Wisteria incense sticks to bamboo root stoves. Since the kitchen passed Taoshan, the first rain saw the sunset and the water flowed into the pond. Silkworm farmers are forbidden to close their doors, and tea merchants are busy being officials. The drunken hat stopped at the edge of the green tree village, and the wisteria frame leaned against the bed. Because of the dust left by Xiao, a day on earth is long. I sent a short message to Xie Quanmei, remembering the mid-spring moon and crossing the pavilion in the rain. speak Zhang Yi and his gang suddenly entered the valley of Sichuan, which was not a lifetime experience. Bamboo with red calyx and wisteria with thousands of feet. The spring pool burst its banks and the wild old stars rose. The blessings come together, and the words are still in my ears. When I first heard about Dansha Cen, I knew the Five Shapes. Looking at the traces of Yu Tang, I am eager to believe in the appearance and spirit of the temple. I was invited to visit. Wu Jin was drunk for a while. He was not in Bie Yun during the day, and the moon rose to the nearest corner. The servant was tired and kept urging. My horse suddenly fell, and your heart is as good as an owl. After driving again, the candlelight flashed. From then on, I didn't want to do anything, and I was always in a hurry. Today, I am like water. Flowers are empty, wisteria is high. Waste pool gravel fans grass, Xiao case smoke holds ink robe. The mountain is close to Xiangchi, and there are many chances of winning. Cao Liu is nowhere to be found in poetry. Huashan-Quan Song-Xia-Song three peaks lean against the clouds, and the top tobacco condenses. Eight waters were randomly divided into the Qin empire, and the four customs were empty to lock the Han tomb. Fairy sheep didn't sleep, and Arnebia euchroma was first released in Marseille.
3. Complete collection of poems describing dewdrops
Sing dew
Don Wei Wu Ying.
A dewdrop from Hà Thu,
Falling into the sky on a clear night.
All right, come to the jade plate,
The circle is known from the beginning.
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Bai Juyi
Sunset spreads in the water,
Half the river rustles and half the river is red. lady
Poor September Du's third night,
Dewdrops are like pearls, and the moon is like a bow.
A poem describing dew
Wei Cao
Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have? For example, morning dew, going to Japan is more bitter.
Gui yuan Tian ju
Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
Eight Poems of Qiu Xing
Don du fu
Yulu withered maple forest, Wushan Wuxia bleak.
The hymn of Twilight River
Tangyidao
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Northeast Qiu Yi sends Yuan Ba.
Tang Bai Juyi
On the diseased leaves of Hà Thu, the Millennium is as big as a pearl.
Working day and night on August 3.
Tang Bai Juyi
It's white and bright, and it's cool in Jing Qing.
Early autumn on the pond
Tang Bai Juyi
The cicada exposed outside is lazy and belongs to the air-dried willow.
Summer job
Tang Bai Juyi
Bamboo shoots are tender in the rainforest, and the morning dew is fresh in the garden.
Jia Xie's people's morning
Tang Censhen
The morning star falls, and the flower diameter meets the guards of the saber; The willow branches kissed the flag and a drop of dew got wet.
Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy" has a cloud: "The golden wind and the jade dew meet and win countless people."
Dew poem
On the poor third night in September, the dew is like a real pearl.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
4. Poems describing frogs' voices
1, Song Zhao Shixiu's "Guest": "It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come at midnight, knock off the chess pieces and die. "
2. Xia Meng, a five-line poem by Jia Yao in the Tang Dynasty: "Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River, planting bamboo shoots. Suffocation is a castle, and frogs are orchestral music. "
3. Wu Rong's "Ten Frogs in Ganxiang": "The young Gui Lun scarf is not proficient, and only advocates the same sound of frogs. You listen to the quiet moonlight, and you are willing to relax. "
4. There is a poem in Zhang Tang's "Dujia Island Wild House": frogs fall on the fence, and the grass is among the families.
5. "Where is the most exciting thing to add poetry, frogs in the evening?"
6. "After the rain, the frogs sound strong, and the fluorescent spots are sheltered from the wind." Lu you
7. Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun": "Frogs croak at dusk, and rice fields are very autumn this year.
8. Song Xin Qiqi's "Xijiang Moon": "There is a bumper year in the rice fragrance, and listen to the frogs."
5. What are the poems about "Daisy"?
1. It is better to die holding incense in the branches than being blown into the north wind. _ _ _ _ Zheng Sixiao's painting "Chrysanthemum"
Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. _ _ _ _ The Last Chrysanthemum by Huang Chao
You have beautiful orchids and beautiful chrysanthemums. You can't forget them. _ _ _ _ Liu Che's Autumn Poems
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. _ _ _ _ Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum
5. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Fifth"
6. Secretly faint purple, melting yellow. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Chrysanthemum
7. It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. _ _ _ _ Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum
8. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village
9. After dusk, Dongli wine has dark fragrance sleeves. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shadows, Mist, Thick Clouds, Sorrow Forever"
10. The threshold chrysanthemum is sad with smoke and blue tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold Chrysanthemum and Tears"
1 1. It's hard to smile every time in the world. Chrysanthemums must be put on your head. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Nine-Day Mountain Climbing
12. Cong Ju is crying for another day, and the lonely boat is the heart of hometown. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Eight Poems in Autumn, Part One
13. The mountains are far away and the eyebrows are long. It's too cold at the top. Chrysanthemum is thin, Du Qiuniang. _ _ _ _ Wu Wenying's "Langtaosha, No.9 Looking for Wu Jianshan's Wine"
14. The flowers and chrysanthemums in the garden are golden, and clusters are as lonely as frost. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Double Ninth Festival White Chrysanthemum
15. Ding Mei is jealous, but Ju should be ashamed. Draw an aperture to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival. _ _ _ _ Fragrant Osmanthus fragrans by Li Qingzhao
16. Huang Ju Branch was born in Xiaohan. Don't let the glass dry in life _ _ _ _ Huang Tingjian's preface to the history of sitting in Meishan on a partridge day.
17. Lang Yuefeng, thick smoke and black rain, Tianjiao is gaunt and elegant. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "Dolly Singing White Chrysanthemums"
18. The lotus didn't shelter from the rain, but the chrysanthemum still had branches of Ao Shuang. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Gift to Liu Jingwen/Winter Scenery
19. When Huang Ju opens, the injuries gather and disperse. Before I remembered those flowers, * * * said that I deeply wanted to. _ _ _ _ Yan's "Close Flowers Hurt Together and Scattered"
20. Chrysanthemum frost withers overnight. New shoots and green leaves shine on the forest. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Singing Oranges in Huanxisha"
2 1. Ma crosses the mountain path and the chrysanthemums turn yellow. It is believed that Ma grows in the wild. _ _ _ _ Wang Yucheng's "Country Travel, Madu Mountain Trail, Chrysanthemum Turning Yellow"
22. If a person drinks yellow flowers, he will be afraid of them and laugh at others. _ _ _ _ Liu Kezhuang's "He Xinlang Nine Days"
23. Why are chrysanthemums too bitter and it is the Double Ninth Festival? _ _ _ _ Li Bai's September 10th
24. At present, I will share Fang Ju wine with you. In the Ming dynasty, I should end it. _ _ _ _ Wang Zhihuan's "Nine Days Farewell"
25. Leave sadness, no matter how people drift. I'm lonely, with a yellow flower contract every year. _ _ _ _ Huang Ji's Memories of Qin E's Autumn Shinohara Lock
26. Dwarf hedge chrysanthemums have yellow branches. It's the depths of the chaotic mountains, and it's Chongyang. _ _ _ _ Lv Benzhong's "South Gezi Louis Invades the Oblique Moon"
27. The rustling west wind is planted all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by. _ _ _ _ Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum
28. Try to turn the world into a small meeting, and try to put the golden statue next to the chrysanthemum. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's Childless, Swallows Want to Return to Season'
29. How many chrysanthemums have bloomed under the fence in my hometown today? _ _ _ _ President Jiang returned to Yangzhou from Chang 'an on September 9th: September 9th Poem in Weishan Pavilion/Nine Days in Chang 'an.
30. Autumn chrysanthemum is more beautiful because of its good color. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Fourth"
3 1. Purple half-open hedge is quiet, red is full of lotus worries. _ _ _ _ Zhao Wei's Late Autumn in Chang 'an/Autumn Hope/Autumn Evening
32. My life is like a letter, and I want to go to the chrysanthemum bushes. _ _ _ _ Yang "Water tunes the tune, and wine is to the sun"
33. It's hard to laugh in the world. There are purple peonies in Huang Ju, which can be plugged. _ _ _ _ Zhu's "Water Turning, Du Mu's Hidden Poems of Qi Mountain"
34. Don't chase red pine nuts, but Huang Juhua Ying. _ _ _ _ _ Li Bi's "The Double Ninth Festival of Sanctification"
Although I am ashamed of the pallor of my old nursery in autumn, I can see the fragrance of yellow flowers in the evening. _ _ _ _ Han Qi's "Nine Days Water Pavilion"
36. For this festival, fragrant wind and chrysanthemum cream. _ _ _ _ Cao Xueqin's Ode to the Crab
37. Lotus flowers compete for fragrance. The weather is going to be the Double Ninth Festival. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Confessions, Lotus and Jin Ju for Incense"
38. You can't stop watching the maple leaves, so why sit on the chrysanthemums in the yard? _ _ _ _ Shen Di ascended to Gao Tai Temple in nine days.
39. On the 9th, Longshan drank alcohol, and Huanghua laughed at me. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Longshan Drinking for Nine Days"
40. Chrysanthemum stays in Chongyang for a long time, and Gui Xiang is famous. _ _ _ _ Hui Lin's "Mid-Autumn Festival"
4 1. Yellow flowers are heartless and fragrant at dusk. _ _ _ _ Yu Qian's "Guo Ju Ting"
42. Yee seats are like a cold jade pillow on the bed, and the beauty is drunk here. _ _ _ _ Wang Yuanliang's "Nine Days at the South of the Yangtze River"
43. The rain is deep in the courtyard, and the frost is half pond lotus. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Su Zan Hotel
6. Yuzhu poetry
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