Poetry and flower appreciation

1. Flower Poems and Appreciation Supplementary Respondents 2009-09-25 20:26 1. Poetry is everywhere, and there is something at any time —— Ling Mei by Song Dodge

2. Flowers are flying all over the sky in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty.

3. If you fold a piece of incense in your hand, there should be nothing in the world-Wang Song Anshi's Melody of Mana.

4. The green poplar is lighter than the red apricot, and the branch is Man Chun-Qi's Lou Yuchun.

5. Spring can't keep the garden closed, but an apricot leaves the wall —— Ye Songshao Weng's "The Garden is Worth a Visit"

If you relax, it will always be spring-spring in Song Zhuxi.

7. Make it at sunrise, and the riverside is blue-Tang Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan.

8. A little green and a little red, not much touching spring scenery-Wang Song Anshi's Singing Pomegranate Flowers

9. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers —— Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an Begins.

10. The shadow is horizontal, the water is shallow, and the fragrance wafts in the twilight-Song Lin Bu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden.

1 1. The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse flowers come in the west-the seven seasons of Song and Xin. Fu represents others.

12. The spring breeze is not lifted, and it is a blur-Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Beach

13. In February and March in Yangchun, the grass is the same color as the water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu.

14. There are many grasses in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is drizzling in spring-Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.

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16. The fallen flowers are helpless, and the return of Yan is deja vu-Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

17. It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even less flowerless-chrysanthemum of Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.

18. There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red-Jin Yuanhao asked "the same generation of unopened begonia"

19. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"

20. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -Jiangnan, Han Yuefu folk songs.

2 1. Xiao He has just exposed its sharp horns, and a dragonfly has long stood on its head-Xiao Chi in 53 Songyang Bay.

22. There is a dry night rain on the leaves in Chuyang, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Lian Gai.

23. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-The Singing Willow by Don Ho Zhang Zhi.

24. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"

25. There is grass in the sea —— Reading History's Dead

26. wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-A Farewell to the Ancient Grass by Tang Juyi.

27. The light rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass in the distance is similar in color, but there is no light rain in early spring by Tang Hanyu.

2. Poetry, thoughts, feelings and appreciation about flowers and trees belong to gardens. It has no rhyme, and naturally loves Qiushan.

I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years. The caged bird loves the old forest, but the fish in the pond lose its source.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields. The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.

Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.

Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. The house is clean and miscellaneous, and there are vacant rooms and leisure.

After staying in the cage for a long time, Tao Yuanming returned to nature. He worked as a county magistrate in Pengze, Jiangxi Province, but more than 80 days later, he claimed that he didn't want to "bend down and fight for the children in the village" and hang them home. From then on, I ended my seclusion and official life, and finally went to the countryside.

After I came back, I wrote a group of five poems, * * *, which described the beauty of rural scenery and the simplicity and loveliness of rural life and expressed my happy mood after retirement. This is the first song.

3. The more poems describing flowers and appreciation, the better.

Du Fu

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers bent the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

Charming songbirds sing freely.

This ancient poem was written by Du Fu, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty. In the poem, Huang Si's maiden is in Chengdu, Sichuan. It is written in the poem that Huang Si's maiden path is full of colorful flowers, and thousands of huge flowers bend the branches. Thousands of butterflies in the flowers danced and frolicked, and they didn't want to leave for a long time. The free and beautiful oriole is singing a beautiful song. This is really a beautiful picture of spring.

Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple (1)

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

In Preface to You Dalin Temple, the author describes the scenery of Dalin Temple, and once said: "The mountain is deep and the season is not late, so summer dreams are like sunny days and February days. Peach blossoms are just beginning to bloom, the grass is still short, and the figures are different from the flat settlements (villages). When I first came, I suddenly realized that if I didn't build a world. " This poem shows the late arrival of spring here through the abnormal flowering period of peach trees in a small deserted temple. People always like spring. In spring, everything revives and a hundred flowers blossom, giving people a beautiful reverie. But after all, spring can't last long. In April, all the flowers and plants wither. This is a great pity for poets who love spring scenery. Therefore, he "has a long-lost hatred for the Spring Festival, and there is nowhere to be found." However, in this Dalin Temple, the poet unexpectedly saw "Peach Blossoms in Mountain Temple", which was not only overjoyed, but also thought that he had found spring. "Hate spring is nowhere to be found, and I don't know where to turn it into spring" expresses the poet's joy in rediscovering spring and conveys the poet's joy in rediscovering beauty. Poetry and travel notes are integrated, and the style is meaningful and intriguing.

Yamagata Xiaomei

Tang Dynasty

All fragrant people shake off their brilliance and occupy 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.

This poem of his embodies his pursuit of purity. He is not defiled with the world, not in cahoots, pure and clean. Of course, I think it is impossible and unnecessary for us to be completely divorced from society and live in seclusion in a lonely mountain. However, we can still learn from his pursuit of lofty feelings and the pursuit of life entrusted by his description of plum blossoms.

4. Find and appreciate poems about flowers. The spring eyes of the emergency pool (decorated by Yang Wanli) are silent and pity the trickle. The shade of the tree shines on the water, and love is sunny and soft. A long time ago, the dragonfly stood on the grass (Bai Juyi) and left the grass in the garden. With the coming and going of each season, wildfire never completely devours them. They stand tall and straight again in the spring breeze. They are sweetly squeezed on the ancient avenue and reach the crumbling gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you have gone again. I heard them sigh after you (Bai Juyi) owned 100-foot-tall pine trees and were born at the bottom of a cold and humble cave.

The mountains and rivers are sinister, and the dangers are endless. Tian Zi Tang Ming owes Liang Mu, and there are two things I don't know.

Who is a metaphor for the creation of the sky, but it is not related to the lack of materials. The story of Jin Zhang Xian Xian, Niu Yi cold and cheap lost Xin Gui.

Although the stories of Diusim and Niuyi are different, the higher one is not necessarily wise, and the lower one is not necessarily stupid. Don't you see that corals are born under the heavy seabed and elms are planted in the sky! Yang Liuzhi's ci (Bai Juyi) is as gentle as gold and as soft as silk.

Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this? Buying flowers (Bai Juyi) The imperial city is dying in spring, and it is noisy. * * * If you say peony, you will buy flowers with you.

The price is uncertain, and the reward depends on the number of flowers: burn a hundred red flowers and five bunches of flowers. Hang a curtain on it and weave a fence next to it.

Sprinkle water and seal it with mud, and the color will not change. Everyone is used to it, and everyone is confused.

There is an Weng who comes to buy flowers occasionally. Bow your head and sigh alone, and the sigh didn't come out.

A bunch of dark flowers, ten people bless. (writing peony) Like a dream (Li Qingzhao) Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind suddenly, and I slept soundly without consuming wine.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Who planted banana trees in front of the window where mulberry seeds were picked? Yin fills the atrium; Yin fills the heart and leaves warm the heart. Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain; A little rain, worried about the loss of northerners, not used to listening! Spread Huanxisha (Li Qingzhao), knead gold, and cut into layers of jasper leaves.

The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough.

Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless. (writing osmanthus) partridge sky (Li Qingzhao) is dull, with soft corpus luteum and far traces of affection, but the fragrance still exists. Why light dark red? It's a first-class flower Ding Mei is jealous, chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless, why didn't they receive it in those years? (Osmanthus fragrans) Xijiang Yuemei (Su Shi) jade bone is so sad.

The sea fairy hangs her green hair upside down when she sends out a fragrant cluster. Plain face turns pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup.

High feelings have vanished, not with pear flower dreams. Huanxi Shayin Orange (Su Shi) Chrysanthemum withered overnight with frost, new shoots and green leaves shone in the forest, and bamboo shed was green and yellow.

The fragrant fog is half broken, and the clear spring dare not taste it for the first time. Wu Ji's hand is still fragrant after three days.

The fragrance of Xiaomei (Lin Bu) in the mountain garden is swaying, occupying 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 there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.

The best friend sings peony, and Jiang Kui hates that spring is easy to go, and even spring lives in Yangzhou. Light rain is a poem written by the tip of a cocoon and chestnut.

Hongqiao 24 is always in the clouds. Speechless, I gradually took off my palace clothes and looked after each other with a smile.

Thin leaves and golden pots, flowers dance around. Who misses me? I'm here to pay my respects.

The day after tomorrow, the West Park is too green to count. Lonely willow waves, self-study flower spectrum

19 1 1 In the winter of last year, the shadow of Jiang Kui dispersed and the snow was brought to Shihu. Stop for two months, give simple sentences and sign new voices to do these two songs.

Shi Hu was amused, and the craftsman had a homophonic name, Dimfragrance and Thin Shadow. How many times have you looked at me and played the flute in Bian Mei under the ancient moonlight? Arouse jade people and climb regardless of the cold.

He Xun is old now and has forgotten. But strangely, the flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the incense is cold into the Yao mat.

Jiangguo is silent. Sighed away, the snow began to accumulate at night.

Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic. Chang Ji once joined hands to crush thousands of trees, making the West Lake cold and blue.

It was blown out piece by piece. When can you see it? -Dimfragrance with moss branches decorated with jade, bluebirds are small, and the branches are neat. Meet in the guest, hedge corner dusk, nothing to lean on bamboo.

Zhaojun doesn't like Hu Shayuan, but remembers Jiangnan Jiangbei; I want to wear a ring and come back on a moonlit night to become this flower. I still remember the old story of the palace. The man sleeps and flies near the moth green.

There is nothing better than the spring breeze, no matter what it is, it has already arranged for the golden house to hide its beauty. I also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but I complained about the sorrow of Yulong.

When you come to find incense again, you have entered the small window banner. -thin shadow yellow willow ginger guest lives in the west of Chilan Bridge in the southern suburbs of Hefei. The alley is desolate, different from the left side of the river, but the willow color is in the way, which is pitiful.

Therefore, the word was coined to express the feelings of foreign guests. At dawn, I heard sad music in this lonely city.

The sound was blown to the corner of weeping willow street by the wind. I rode alone at once, only to find a light coat and feel a cold wind.

Very quiet. It was cold again in the Ming Dynasty.

Strong liquor, small bridge house. I always take a pot of wine to the bridge near my lover's residence.

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The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring and looks sad. Hoe flowers out of embroidered curtains with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again? The pods of willows and elms come from wheat straw, regardless of whether peaches float with Li Fei.

Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is not easy for people to go to the empty nest. 360 days a year, windy.

5. Ancient Poems about Flowers (3 poems) Fan Chengda, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, should simply appreciate them.

Embroidered curtain at the head of Biwa Building, Qingxi Oblique outside Chilan Bridge. There is no wind and willows all over the sky, and there is no rain and pears all over the ground.

Appreciation-Describe the scenery in late spring: under the blue tiles, embroidered curtains cover the inner hall of this family, and the red railings extend all the time. Looking at the other side of the bridge, the stream winds away. This scene vividly depicts the scenery of quadrangles in the Southern Song Dynasty, which can be described as small bridges, flowing water, green trees and cool breeze. The last two sentences turn to the peace and joy ahead. The willow tree is full of tidbits without wind, but the pear tree that has never rained is also full of English. The poet used the scenery to express his feelings, which deeply implied that the court was already in a precarious situation at that time. I hope the rulers of the Southern Dynasties will stop indulging in pleasure and live a life of drunkenness. The poet's patriotic feelings for the country and the people can be seen.

6. Appreciation of poems, essays and poems describing flowers and trees: Plum Blossom, Mo Mei, Liu Yong, Zhu Shi Wang Anshi, Wang Mian, He, Zheng Xie, Jiao Jimei, I, Xiyan Hutou Tree, Jasper, make up a tree high, insist on green hills and never relax, and Ling2 han2 is alone.

Flowers bloom and fade with ink marks. Thousands of strands of moss tapestry hang down, rooted in broken rocks.

If you know it's not snow from a distance, don't praise it for its good color. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but they are still strong after many trials, because there is a faint fragrance. Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.

The spring breeze in February is like scissors. East, west, north and south winds.

Bai Juyi, a rambling grass, comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

Prose Appreciation: Zhang Kangkang's Peony is expected, admired and praised by the world because of its beauty. Beautiful, elegant, beautiful, beautiful and shocking.

Its beauty has long been determined and recognized by the world. Its beauty is not afraid of controversy and challenge.

How many people haven't appreciated peony? But it happened that I wanted to get on the bus, train, plane and ship, and Wan Li climbed mountains and waded thousands of miles, and all the places coincided. With hunger and thirst, I poured into Luoyang city like the Yellow River. Ouyang Xiu once wrote a poem: Luoyang has the heaviest pulse flowers, especially peony.

The legendary peony was expelled from Beijing and exiled to Luoyang by Wu Zetian in a rage. Unexpectedly, Luoyang's soil and water are most suitable for the growth of peony.

As a result, Luoyang peony became a common practice and gradually flourished in the Tang Dynasty, and it was extremely prosperous in the Song Dynasty. Every year in the middle of April in the solar calendar, there are thousands of peony trees in the streets and alleys, which are full of flowers and fragrant like clouds-what a colorful peony city.

So you must go to Luoyang to see peony. If you haven't seen peony in Luoyang, you haven't seen peony.

Besides, Luoyang peony has a little history and is famous for its appreciation due to depreciation. Whether it arouses people's curiosity is unknown. This year is the ninth Peony Fair in Luoyang.

Spring came late this year. It rained continuously for several days, and the cold wind in Luoyang in April was bitter.

The street is crowded with flower watchers from far away. The flower watcher stepped on the flowering period that should be accurate every year.

It is clear that the phoenix tree has leaves, the willow branches are dripping green, the peach blossoms and pear blossoms are colorful, and the begonias have fallen into English one after another-but Luoyang people say that spring has not arrived yet; The florist said, Peony City is so quiet. A deserted Luoyang makes you feel something is wrong.

You quietly close your eyes and can't bear to look for it. You take a deep breath, hide your last chance and walk into Wangcheng Park.

You believe that peony likes to be lively by nature, and you know that peony is not used to loneliness like orchids. You even have selfish intentions. May Peony accept this early visit and respect. However, the lush green of the garden is only a few pale reds and a few pink whites.

Thousands of huge and full peony buds stand proudly on the branches of peony trees half a person's height, all of which are like peaches, but their lips are closed, their teeth are clenched, and the thin petals are wrapped in layers, giving people a proud and Leng Yan color, without any meaning of flowering. Such a big peony kingdom turned out to be a bleak gray-green ... A ray of pale sunshine reached out and stroked it hard, but it was motionless and indifferent.

Surprise is accompanied by disappointment and doubt-you don't know why Peony refused and refused the honor and praise that should belong to it? So the florist said, this Luoyang peony is really a hollow reputation; So Luoyang people shook their heads and said, in fact, Luoyang peony has never stood up like this year. It is too cold this spring. How can you blame the peony cold snap and then the cold snap? At that time, Emperor Wu Zetian ordered Baihua to send flowers overnight for her to visit the garden. Hundreds of flowers were awed by the imperial power and opened in succession, but peony refused to follow, preferring to send them to Luoyang. How can peony easily change her temper now? So when you face the green peony garden, you can only try your best to imagine the space.

Imagine its burning passion in sunshine and warmth; Imagine its splendor and magnificence in spring-when peony blooms, it is like a thawed river, and flowers bloom overnight, which is overwhelming and earth-shattering. So wanton, so magnificent, so magnificent, so powerful.

It has accumulated the essence of a whole year, and in these short days, it has come out from its vigorous development. It's over if you don't open it. If it is open, it will give everything it has, and it will eventually be a beautiful country.

You may have kissed those red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple petals in your dream, but at this moment, you must have created the first case in Weizi in your imagination, lotus smoke, velvet purple, Yao Huang ... Imagine the colorful auspicious clouds reflected by peony in the flowering period over Luoyang City; Imagine peony flowers trembling in the breeze and night dew; Imagine that trees and houses are dyed red with flowers; Imagine the grand occasion of "Flowers bloom and fall for 20 days, and the whole city is crazy" in Luoyang City, which lasted for more than/kloc-0.000 years. Imagine giving you a disappointing memory and giving you comfort and hope in the coming year.

Peony has created mystery and perfection for itself-in the days without peony, you visited and peeped at peony's personality. In fact, you don't like peony for a long time.

Because it is always worshipped as wealth. Later, you witnessed a peony falling, and you believe that all people will be moved by it: a breeze in Xu Lai, the delicate peony suddenly fell down, and the gorgeous petals were scattered all over the floor.

The petals are still bright when they fall to the ground, like the feathers of a big bird being offered to the altar and leaving with a heroic elegy. When the peony does not wither, it either shines on the branches or belongs to the soil. It spans withering and aging, dies from youth and disappears from beauty.

Although it is beautiful, it does not spare life. Even if it says goodbye, it will leave a thrilling taste for the last time. So in this cold April, miracles will not happen.

Despite the disappointment and curses of tourists, peony is still calm. If you don't bow your head, you won't compromise and you won't be kitsch. It follows its own flowering law and has the right to choose an annual grand festival for itself.

Why doesn't it refuse the cold? ! Flower watchers from all over the world are still pouring into Luoyang city. People will not reject the beauty of peony because of its rejection.

If relegated to ten more times, maybe ten peony cities can be bred in Luoyang. So you realize in silent regret that wealth and nobility are just a word difference.

Like people, like flowers.

7. It is heartbreaking to describe the flowers and appreciate a poem with red dew and fragrance.

The setting sun, the spring breeze and the fragrance of flowers and plants-Du Fu's quatrains

It is better to blow incense into flowers than to hold it in the branches and wait for death. (Cold chrysanthemum in Zheng Sixiao)

A flower mutates first, and then a hundred flowers blossom (plum blossom of Chen Liang)

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but there is a piece of Mei Xiang missing from the snow (Lu Meipo "Notice")

Isn't it freezing, so plum blossoms smell good? (Pei Xiu's "Wan Ling Record Begins")

The stream turns cold and straight, and the mountains and chrysanthemums are fragrant in autumn. Wang Tangji celebrated his birthday.

Fold the sleeves and bring the plum fragrance, and spring is still happy. Song Yan Dao Ji's "Qing Ping Le"

I know far away that it is not snow, because Dimfragrance has come to Mei in Wang Anshi's works.

Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Li Bai is in Sauvignon Blanc

You should put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and the lotus flowers are still fragrant. Wen de he Hua

The emotion in Yi Yi's dream. Looking at the floating camellia, a wisp of incense lingers on the west yellow aluminum in Tao Qian.

8. The botanical poems of the Tang Dynasty, together with the appreciation of Liu Yonghe's Zhang Zhi's jasper, formed a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Note 1. Jasper: turquoise jade.

Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring. 2. Make-up: Decorate and dress up.

3. Silk tapestry: Ribbon woven with silk thread. What is described here is the willow branches fluttering in the wind.

Appreciate this poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising the willow tree. The first three sentences of this poem are all about willows.

The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty.

The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves.

The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions.

"I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer.

This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting out these delicate willow leaves can certainly cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants.

It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.

9. Appreciation of Lotus Poems The cultural connotation of lotus is a symbol of the holiness of Buddhism.

Lotus leaves the dust, clean and flawless. Therefore, the people of China and most Buddhist believers take the noble quality of lotus as their motto, encouraging themselves to lead a totally clean life. Lotus is the symbol and messenger of friendship.

In ancient China, there was a tradition of sending plums in spring and picking lotuses in autumn to show people's cherish (lotus, love, homophonic, meaning nostalgia). Symbolic significance of lotus: lotus symbolizes a gentleman, clean and spotless (noble); Symbolizing friendship and emissary; It symbolizes good luck.

Lotus is also called "the fairy in the flower", which is pure and noble. Lotus represents good luck in China traditional culture and is also used as a symbol of good luck in many parts of Buddhism.

Lotus symbolizes innocence. Lotus is gorgeous and fragrant, with green leaves, which is very elegant.

Zhou Dunyi's masterpiece "The Theory of Love Lotus" calls it "getting out of the mud without being stained", and praises the noble character of Lotus as a symbol of innocence and nobility. Lotus flower language: innocence, loyalty and purity. Plum: Chu Shi (aloof and loyal). Lotus: Gentleman (clean and pollution-free). Chrysanthemum: Hermit (indifferent and uncontroversial). Pine tree: fighter (indomitable). Ancient writers in China believed that lotus was sacred and elegant, so there were often chapters praising lotus in ancient poems.

For example, Cao Zhi said in "Fu of Lotus" that "there is no unique spirit of flowers" and compared lotus to Ganoderma lucidum in water; Zhou Dunyi's "Love Lotus" wrote, "Love lotus only, never touch mud, clear but not demon, straight outside, never crawl; Aromatic and clear, graceful and pure; It is the most famous compliment to the lotus. Other Names of Lotus Out of love for lotus, scholars have given many different names to lotus: Lotus, Lotus, Shuizhi, Furong, Blooming, Shuifu, Shuidan, Shuifurong, Zezhi, Yuhuan, Caofurong, June Spring, China Lotus and so on.

Lotus is named after its shape, which means "Lotus stems carry leaves and leaves carry flowers" (Compendium of Materia Medica); In addition, "not developed as hàn dàn, but developed as hibiscus" (Shuo Wen Jie Zi). According to their hydrophilic growth habits, they are named Shuizhi, Huashui, Yunshui, Shuidan, Shui Mu and Zezhi.

According to the holy and elegant temperament, they were named Junzihua, Ling Boxian, Shuigongxian and Yuhuan respectively. The stem of lotus is generally called lotus root, but there are also names such as Yujie, Yulinglong and Yubilong.

Lotus seed, the fruit of lotus, is also called the preface of jade pupa lake. Appreciation of Lotus Poems Qingyangdu (Yuefu Poems) Green lotus covers green water and hibiscus is red and fresh.

There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above. Lotus-picking songs (Yuefu poems in the Southern Dynasties) The setting sun is empty, and lotus-picking bears the sunset glow.

The wind on the lake is hard to get up, and lotus flowers are not rare. Move the hibiscus to fall, the ship moves the egret to fly.

The lotus thread wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut pulls the clothes far away. Appreciation of Lotus Picking Song is an old topic in Yuefu poems, which mostly describes the scenery of Jiangnan water town, the working life style of lotus pickers and the pursuit of pure love.

The first two sentences of this poem use the word "late" to emphasize a specific time background: dusk shrouded in a soft and quiet sunset-a moment that can arouse people's feelings and immerse them. The sentence of "wind rising" is transferred to the description of lotus picking, revealing the delicate image of the lotus picking girl from the "difficulty"

There are only two realistic sketches in the lotus picking scene described in Yaodong: the lotus picking boat passes through the lotus bushes, and the paddles touch the blooming lotus flowers from time to time, flying into the lake one by one, shocking the peaceful egrets and breaking their quiet world. In the last two sentences, it is very interesting to write feelings by borrowing things: the lotus picker wants to return, the lotus wraps around her soft wrist, and the water chestnut pulls her skirt.

The personification technique is ingenious, and the whole poem is full of charm. Jiangnan (Han Yuefu) Jiangnan can pick lotus leaves.

Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north.

Tian Tian: Lotus leaves are flourishing. Ke: It means "appropriate" and "just right" here.

Han Yuefu: It was originally the official music department in the early Han Dynasty, and later it specifically refers to Yuefu poems in the Han Dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Hui of Han Dynasty, there was an official of Yuefu, and there was probably Yuefu at that time.

During Liang Wudi's period, Yuefu was expanded to become a special official position, in charge of music during suburban sacrifices, itineraries, court meetings and banquets, and was also responsible for collecting folk songs for rulers to observe customs and habits and understand the thickness of people's feelings. These ballads and other poems written by Yuefu are called Yuefu poems by later generations.

Appreciation of Jiangnan This is a lotus picking song, which reflects the scene of lotus picking and the happy mood of lotus pickers. It has a unique flavor in the folk songs of Han Yuefu.

Folk songs draw a beautiful picture with concise and lively language, repetitive tone, beautiful and meaningful artistic conception and fresh and lively style. The endless green lotus leaves, the fish playing freely and happily under the lotus leaves, and the laughter and laughter of strong men, handsome men and beautiful women picking lotus on the boat cutting the lotus pond on the water, the sweet voice, what a beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River! What a quiet and vivid scene! Not a word in the poem is written about people, but we seem to hear their voices, see their people, feel a vibrant youth and vitality, and feel the inner joy and sweetness of lotus pickers.

This is the immortal charm of this folk song. "Lotus Picking Song" (Tang Wang Changling) The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face.

Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. Wang Changling, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote the Song of Picking Lotus. Because he is good at writing seven-character quatrains, he is known as the "seven musts".

This poem is different from the description of girls in the Song of Picking Lotus written by Yuefu in the Southern Dynasties in terms of technique and personality. The difference in technique is that the Southern Dynasties used line drawing technique, while Wang Shi used foil technique. The difference of personality lies in that Wang's poems are more delicate and lively.

This song, like a wonderful picture of picking lotus, describes the working life and youthful joy of the girl picking lotus in Jiangnan. The green Luo skirt of the girl picking lotus leaves is integrated with the lotus leaves in the field, which seems to be the same color, so I can't say clearly. The girl's face is hidden in the blooming lotus, which makes each other interesting, and it is difficult to distinguish between people and flowers.

He disappeared into the lotus pond, unaware of anyone, until he heard singing everywhere. This poem is about a girl picking lotus, but it is not described positively. It is described in the way that lotus leaves are green as skirts, lotus flowers are red as faces, and no one sings.

10. Appreciation of Tang's plant poems.

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

To annotate ...

1. Jasper: Jade with bright green color. Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring.

2. Make-up: Decorate and dress up.

3. Silk tapestry: Ribbon woven with silk thread. What is described here is the willow branches fluttering in the wind.

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This is an object-chanting poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising willow trees.

The first three sentences of this poem are all about willows. The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty. The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves. The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions. "I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer. This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting out these delicate willow leaves can certainly cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants. It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.