A poem about the peony with a purse 1. Who can give me some poems praising peony flowers?
peony
Xue Tao
Last spring was over, and my tears were wet and red.
I am often afraid that I will break up with martial arts. Why is there the Wuling period?
Every time you express your love, you should know it without saying anything.
I just want to put a pillow by the bar and miss you at night.
peony
li xiaoguang
Rich and romantic, flowers bow their heads and worship the incense dust.
Draw columns embroidered with rubies, clouds covered with green flowers.
The sky has its own strength and the country is colorless.
Famous flowers are also difficult to cultivate and require great efforts.
The legend of peony
According to the legend of Hebao Peony, in ancient times, there was a state called Ruzhou 200 miles southeast of Luoyang City, and there was a small town called Miaoxia in the west of the state. Surrounded by mountains, the scenery is pleasant, and there is a wonderful custom: once young men and women are engaged, the woman must personally send a purse embroidered with Yuanyang to the man, which goes without saying. If it is an early marriage, it must be embroidered by the wife's sister-in-law or the elder sister who has passed the door in the neighborhood as a lifelong token. There lived a beautiful girl named Jade Girl in the town. Yu Nvfang is eighteen years old, ingenious, intelligent, good at embroidery and weaving, especially the various flower patterns embroidered on the purse, which often make bees and butterflies fall on it, showing the depth of kung fu. Such a good girl, the suitors naturally broke the threshold, but they were all politely declined by the girl's family. It turns out that the girl has her own love for the man, and the family also acquiesced. Yes peony
Xue Tao
Last spring was over, and my tears were wet and red.
I am often afraid that I will break up with martial arts. Why is there the Wuling period?
Every time you express your love, you should know it without saying anything.
I just want to put a pillow by the bar and miss you at night.
peony
li xiaoguang
Rich and romantic, flowers bow their heads and worship the incense dust.
Draw columns embroidered with rubies, clouds covered with green flowers.
The sky has its own strength and the country is colorless.
Famous flowers are also difficult to cultivate and require great efforts.
The legend of peony
According to the legend of Hebao Peony, in ancient times, there was a state called Ruzhou 200 miles southeast of Luoyang City, and there was a small town called Miaoxia in the west of the state. Surrounded by mountains, the scenery is pleasant, and there is a wonderful custom: once young men and women are engaged, the woman must personally send a purse embroidered with Yuanyang to the man, which goes without saying. If it is an early marriage, it must be embroidered by the wife's sister-in-law or the elder sister who has passed the door in the neighborhood as a lifelong token. There lived a beautiful girl named Jade Girl in the town. Yu Nvfang is eighteen years old, ingenious, intelligent, good at embroidery and weaving, especially the various flower patterns embroidered on the purse, which often make bees and butterflies fall on it, showing the depth of kung fu. Such a good girl, the suitors naturally broke the threshold, but they were all politely declined by the girl's family. It turns out that the girl has her own love for the man, and the family also acquiesced. It's a pity that the young man has been exiled to the Great Wall for two years, with no news and no wallet. Jade girl looks forward to it every day, thinks about it every night, and misses it hard, so she embroiders a lotus every month to talk about her feelings and hangs them on the peony branches in front of the window. Over time, the purse has formed a string and become what people call "purse peony".
Don Pi Rixiu. "Peony": "When the residual red is not exhausted, the fragrance will be spit, which is called the king of flowers. Race to the west and travel to Yan, the first fragrance among the people. "
Liu Song Guest House. "Zhao Jun complains about peony":' I once read Luo Yang's old score, and only Yao Huang was allowed to step on it. It would be a pity for him if it were better than the flowers in Guangling. The garden of the old queen's country, the fox of this town. Don't say zhongzhou, afraid of flowers. "
Qingyuan beauty. "Binzhou Peony": "Er Quan is red, and spring scenery seems to be contending. Looking from a distance, it is suspected that the flowers are disguised and the mandarin ducks are lying in colorful clouds. "
Only peonies are truly beautiful; Its prosperity shocked the whole capital.
Liu Tang Yuxi's "Peony Appreciation"
With this beautiful color, God taught you to send flowers late.
Late: Flowers bloom late.
Liu Tang Yuxi's "Silly South Book Looking at Peony"
There is only peony in the world.
Song Ouyang Xiu's Story of Peony in Luoyang
After a year of spring, go to Yao Huang and Weizi again.
Vichy, Yao Huang: Two Precious Peony Flowers.
Song Fan Chengda's Poems of Fu Zheng
I have grown slender bamboo shoots, and I have been wandering around with gorgeous flowers.
Yunyou: the name of big bamboo, with long nodes and high poles. Water chestnut: water chestnut, Ericaceae, blooms in spring with bright red and yellow flowers.
Answer Zhang eleven
I want a word about peony, not a poem.
Peony legend
Legend of Pocket Peony: In ancient times, on the road 200 miles southeast of Luoyang City, there was a state called Ruzhou, and there was a small town called Miaoxia in the west of the state. Surrounded by mountains, the scenery is pleasant, and there is a wonderful custom: once young men and women are engaged, the woman must personally send a purse embroidered with Yuanyang to the man, which goes without saying. If it is decided to get married early, it must be embroidered by the wife's sister-in-law or the elder sister who has passed the door in the neighborhood as a lifelong token. There lived a beautiful girl named Jade Girl in the town. Jade girl Fang is eighteen years old, ingenious, and naturally intelligent. She is skilled in embroidery and weaving, especially the various flower patterns embroidered on her purse, which often make bees and butterflies fall on it, showing the depth of kung fu. Such a good girl, the suitors naturally broke the threshold, but they were all politely declined by the girl's family. It turned out that the girl had her own man and the family acquiesced. It's a pity that the young man has been exiled to the Great Wall for two years, with no news and no wallet. Jade girl looks forward to it every day, thinks about it every night, and misses it hard, so she embroiders a purse every month to talk about her worries and hangs it on the peony branches in front of the window. Over time, the purse formed a string and became what people called "purse peony".
Legend in Brother Liu: At the end of Sui Dynasty, in the east of Miaoxia Town, Ruzhou, Henan Province, there was a place where the Liu family lived-Liujiaguan. Here is a beautiful and naive girl, the younger brother of a scholarly family, who likes playing chess, painting and calligraphy since childhood and is very popular with relatives and neighbors. Later, her parents died one after another, and the girl came to settle in Chang 'an with her brother-in-law who was an official in Chang 'an. After the demise of the Sui Dynasty, my brother and sister-in-law died one after another, leaving her alone, with nowhere to go, who saw through the world of mortals and became a nun. When she became a monk, the girl brought Bai Mudan, a native of her family, to buddhist nun to show her dedication to Buddhism and lead a totally clean life. Under her careful management, Bai Mudan is very lush and beautiful. A plant is full of thousands of flowers, and the flowers are full of satisfaction. It rises from the building, with a slight blush in the white, crystal clear and moist, like a beauty's skin and a child's jade face. Viewers all admire its beauty, so every April, many believers come to this temple to worship the Buddha and watch the flowers, taking pleasure in offering flowers to the Buddha, and the incense is getting stronger and stronger. Therefore, the flowers came from the hands of "Liu's mansion", hence the name "Liu's pavilion" and "Liu Shige". Later, this peony variety spread to Tian Peng, Sichuan, Heze, Shandong and other places, and its fragrance spread far and wide.
The legend of Wu Zetian and Peony: Wu Zetian became an emperor and went to Shangyuan for drinking and enjoying the snow one winter. After drinking, I wrote a five-character poem on the white silk: I swam to the Yuan Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty and quickly reported my spring knowledge. Flowers must be placed overnight, don't wait for the breeze to blow. After writing, she asked the maid-in-waiting to take it to the garden and burn it to inform the flower god. After the imperial edict was burned, it frightened the Baihua Fairy. The next day, all the flowers opened except the peony. Wu Zetian saw that the peony had not opened, and in a great anger, a fire burned the peony to ashes. The peony uprooted elsewhere, exiled to Chang' an, still went to Mangshan and Luoyang. Mangshan Mountain in Luoyang is criss-crossed, remote and desolate. Wu Zetian threw peony into Mangshan Mountain in Luoyang in order to make it extinct. Who knows that Mangshan peony in Luoyang is growing well, and people have come here to watch peony.
3. A poem describing the wallet to be opened.
Lotus leaf [Song] Ouyang Xiuchi faces the wind and waves, and the leaves are exposed in the waves.
Who covered water in Zhang Qing, but covered it with red makeup to sing lotus picking? Lotus [Song] Wang Anshi graceful wind dew embrace Sichuan, beautiful days. Do you know that?/You know what? Agger is detached, so he should be a beauty.
Xiaochi [Song] Yang Wanli's eyes are silent, and the water in the stream is sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Like a Dream [Song] Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in the Xiting, intoxicated with it, and does not know the way home. When I am happy, I will go back to the boat at night and walk into the depths of the lotus.
How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. Lotus [Song] Zhai Cuigai red makeup Yao Rixian, West Lake Belle Club group fairy.
Boping Shilipu Yunjin, graceful and fragrant while painting a boat. Huanxisha Zhangyuangan Mountain surrounds Pinghu and shakes the city. The reflection of the lake is immersed in the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night.
When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning. A plum cut in the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao, red lotus root fragrance, jade lingering autumn, light solution to Luo Shang, alone green boat.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Yan's first first frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing.
Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.
Lotus is full of veins and tears are crimson. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.
Ye Mengde, Linjiang Xian, didn't see the fish jump into the harbor, but deliberately passed by the lake. Whispering winds and chaotic Yu He.
Wei Yun blew away and the moon fell. I haven't finished drinking a glass of white wine, and I'm staggered when I come back.
No one can sing the song of picking ling. Xiao Xuan pillow bamboo, eaves shadow hanging star river.
Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo's bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone.
Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden.
Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? Swallows are locked in the building.
Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.
Huang Chaobuzhi's South Garden is Better than Summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.
Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.
Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions. Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers.
The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job. Autumn evening in Liu Yong, Gan Caozi, is littered with rotten lotus flowers and pearls fall in succession.
The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing. I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.
Man Fang Ting, Huang Tingjian, the water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed.
Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup. The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving.
I can hear that after a light rain, she bloomed, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen. The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes.
The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green. Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and it will return when it is clear.
Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
Mulberry seeds, lotus flowers by Ouyang Xiu, and the West Lake are good. When carrying wine, you don't need a flag, and the red building is covered with green. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
Yan, a health inspector, hated wading in the river, so he moved to live near Xitou. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop.
Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.
The sound of rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Ouyang Xiuliu, a fairy in Linjiang, and the sound of rain dripped, breaking the sound of lotus. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.
We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.
The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
Seeing Lin Zifang [Song] and Yang Wanli off in Jingci Temple, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at 4 June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
The operator lotus flower Xin Qiji changed clothes, and the shade covered the wind and rain. June is cool and full of mandarin ducks and cattails.
Lotus root is long, but lotus root is bitter in flowers. Just for the sake of romance, there are many worries, which is more in line with beauty.
A touch of crimson lips, a touch of lotus fragrance, Wang Shili West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup. Lotus root flowers are soaked in water.
Clean and fragrant. I remember swimming in a red cloud once.
Chatting with each other is like a stagnant pool, like a ten-mile West Lake. Lotus is charming, and Su Shi was bright and lotus in Song Dynasty.
Natural, especially romantic style. Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white.
Every time I bow my head, the moon is bright and the wind is cool, I am silent and the demon is powerless. In the end, you have to put down the boat, live in the depths of fragrance and see the color of Iraq.
Resentment Wang Qingzhao Lake is windy, autumn dusk, red and fragrant. That water, that mountain, that mountain, is very close to people, endless and endless.
Lotus seeds have become lotus leaves, old, clear and washed, and the flowers are from Cao Ting. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Queqiao Xiantanabata sends lotus songs. There is no wave in Fang Yue Galaxy, and there is no summer in Qionglou. A little tender as water.
Willing to donate Lampe to worry about the canal, try your best to relax and slim down. Wave heart seeps snow, gull predestinates rain.
Lotus can be Chu. Heaven openly admits, look at me, how to hold you down.
Bodhisattva Manlian, Song Chenyu and a south porch face the hibiscus shop, and the weather is good. There is less red and more green, so the scene in front of the curtain is strange.
The rope bed is ebony and full of fragrance every day. Sleep a new article, and the flowers will take charge.
In the mid-Song Dynasty, I dreamed of lotus flowers, wandering in the land, the wind was boundless, and the road was boundless. The old man was Feng Wang Lu Lang. Only one thousand bottles are used for a month's salary, because it smells of copper and flowers.
Dong Hehua's glorious ancestors were harvested in the evening wind, and the small pond was clear. Hu bed lingers alone with wine, and sometimes there is fragrance blowing, clouds and algae are chaotic, and fish swim at the bottom of leaves.
Empty machine bearing dew cover, no ice capacity, melancholy Ming makeup Xiao Luan mirror. When jathyapple is cool, the moon is pale and the flowers are drooping. Who can save it?
And remember, when you lean on the railing, you can imagine that Jiangnan is red for thousands of hectares. Two-color lotus songs Song Cao Xunfeng Marsh is bright and blue, the lotus shadow is bright and clean, and the waves are clear.
The muscles are like jade, and the smoke face is faint and red. Occupy the wind color, shine intoxicating eyes, and make up white plum.
On the bank, willows droop gently, and flying dust tries to stop them. Thick green lotus net, column to warm horizontal pond.
Fight for the grass shore. You'd better watch the boat from a distance before rowing.
It seems to be a pair of mandarin ducks, and they are also friends of Chunhoe. Frequent feasts, fragrant array, Yaochi late.
Ti Ying, Xu He and Zhao Xiuquan, Wu Yunsong, Wenying, wore colorful brocade and crossed the pond to attract Yuanyang to play in the water. At the dawn of sunset, the flowers come back smiling, and the tulle protects the wick.
Runyu
4. The legendary composition of "boiled peony"
There lived a beautiful girl named Jade Girl in the town.
Jade girl is eighteen years old, ingenious, naturally intelligent, good at embroidery and weaving, especially the various flower patterns on the embroidered purse, which often make bees and butterflies fall on it, showing the depth of kung fu. Such a good girl, the suitors naturally broke the threshold, but they were all politely declined by the girl's family.
It turned out that the girl had her own man and the family acquiesced. It's a pity that the young man has been exiled to the Great Wall for two years, with no news and no wallet.
Jade girl looks forward to it every day, thinks about it every night, and misses it hard, so she embroiders a purse every month to talk about her worries and hangs it on the peony branches in front of the window. Over time, the purse formed a string and became what people called "purse peony".
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5. Praise for peony since ancient times
Peony poems
peony
Xue Tao
Last spring was over, and my tears were wet and red.
I am often afraid that I will break up with martial arts. Why is there the Wuling period?
Every time you express your love, you should know it without saying anything.
I just want to put a pillow by the bar and miss you at night.
peony
li xiaoguang
Rich and romantic, flowers bow their heads and worship the incense dust.
Draw columns embroidered with rubies, clouds covered with green flowers.
The sky has its own strength and the country is colorless.
Famous flowers are also difficult to cultivate and require great efforts.
The legend of peony
According to the legend of Hebao Peony, in ancient times, there was a state called Ruzhou 200 miles southeast of Luoyang City, and there was a small town called Miaoxia in the west of the state. Surrounded by mountains, the scenery is pleasant, and there is a wonderful custom: once young men and women are engaged, the woman must personally send a purse embroidered with Yuanyang to the man, which goes without saying. If it is an early marriage, it must be embroidered by the wife's sister-in-law or the elder sister who has passed the door in the neighborhood as a lifelong token. There lived a beautiful girl named Jade Girl in the town. Yu Nvfang is eighteen years old, ingenious, intelligent, good at embroidery and weaving, especially the various flower patterns embroidered on the purse, which often make bees and butterflies fall on it, showing the depth of kung fu. Such a good girl, the suitors naturally broke the threshold, but they were all politely declined by the girl's family. It turns out that the girl has her own love for the man, and the family also acquiesced. It's a pity that the young man has been exiled to the Great Wall for two years, with no news and no wallet. Jade girl looks forward to it every day, thinks about it every night, and misses it hard, so she embroiders a lotus every month to talk about her feelings and hangs them on the peony branches in front of the window. Over time, the purse has formed a string and become what people call "purse peony".
Don Pi Rixiu. "Peony": "When the residual red is not exhausted, the fragrance will be spit, which is called the king of flowers. Race to the west and travel to Yan, the first fragrance among the people. "
Liu Song Guest House. "Zhao Jun complains about peony":' I once read Luo Yang's old score, and only Yao Huang was allowed to step on it. It would be a pity for him if it were better than the flowers in Guangling. The garden of the old queen's country, the fox of this town. Don't say zhongzhou, afraid of flowers. "
Qingyuan beauty. "Binzhou Peony": "Er Quan is red, and spring scenery seems to be contending. Looking from a distance, it is suspected that the flowers are disguised and the mandarin ducks are lying in colorful clouds. "
Only peonies are truly beautiful; Its prosperity shocked the whole capital.
Liu Tang Yuxi's "Peony Appreciation"
With this beautiful color, God taught you to send flowers late.
Late: Flowers bloom late.
Liu Tang Yuxi's "Silly South Book Looking at Peony"
There is only peony in the world.
Song Ouyang Xiu's Story of Peony in Luoyang
After a year of spring, go to Yao Huang and Weizi again.
Vichy, Yao Huang: Two Precious Peony Flowers.
Song Fan Chengda's Poems of Fu Zheng
I have grown slender bamboo shoots, and I have been wandering around with gorgeous flowers.
Yunyou: the name of big bamboo, with long nodes and high poles. Water chestnut: water chestnut, Ericaceae, blooms in spring with bright red and yellow flowers.
Answer Zhang eleven
6. A poem describing the wallet to be opened.
Lotus leaf [Song] Ouyang Xiuchi faces the wind and waves, and the leaves are exposed in the waves.
Who covered water in Zhang Qing, but covered it with red makeup to sing lotus picking? Lotus [Song] Wang Anshi graceful wind dew embrace Sichuan, beautiful days. Do you know that?/You know what? Agger is detached, so he should be a beauty.
Xiaochi [Song] Yang Wanli's eyes are silent, and the water in the stream is sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Like a Dream [Song] Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in the Xiting, intoxicated with it, and does not know the way home. When I am happy, I will go back to the boat at night and walk into the depths of the lotus.
How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. Lotus [Song] Zhai Cuigai red makeup Yao Rixian, West Lake Belle Club group fairy.
Boping Shilipu Yunjin, graceful and fragrant while painting a boat. Huanxisha Zhangyuangan Mountain surrounds Pinghu and shakes the city. The reflection of the lake is immersed in the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night.
When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning. A plum cut in the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao, red lotus root fragrance, jade lingering autumn, light solution to Luo Shang, alone green boat.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Yan's first first frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing.
Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.
Lotus is full of veins and tears are crimson. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.
Ye Mengde, Linjiang Xian, didn't see the fish jump into the harbor, but deliberately passed by the lake. Whispering winds and chaotic Yu He.
Wei Yun blew away and the moon fell. I haven't finished drinking a glass of white wine, and I'm staggered when I come back.
No one can sing the song of picking ling. Xiao Xuan pillow bamboo, eaves shadow hanging star river.
Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo's bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone.
Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden.
Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? Swallows are locked in the building.
Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.
Huang Chaobuzhi's South Garden is Better than Summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.
Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.
Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions. Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers.
The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job. Autumn evening in Liu Yong, Gan Caozi, is littered with rotten lotus flowers and pearls fall in succession.
The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing. I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.
Man Fang Ting, Huang Tingjian, the water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed.
Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup. The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving.
I can hear that after a light rain, she bloomed, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen. The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes.
The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green. Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and it will return when it is clear.
Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
Mulberry seeds, lotus flowers by Ouyang Xiu, and the West Lake are good. When carrying wine, you don't need a flag, and the red building is covered with green. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
Yan, a health inspector, hated wading in the river, so he moved to live near Xitou. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop.
Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.
The sound of rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Ouyang Xiuliu, a fairy in Linjiang, and the sound of rain dripped, breaking the sound of lotus. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.
We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.
The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
Seeing Lin Zifang [Song] and Yang Wanli off in Jingci Temple, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at 4 June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
The operator lotus flower Xin Qiji changed clothes, and the shade covered the wind and rain. June is cool and full of mandarin ducks and cattails.
Lotus root is long, but lotus root is bitter in flowers. Just for the sake of romance, there are many worries, which is more in line with beauty.
A touch of crimson lips, a touch of lotus fragrance, Wang Shili West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup. Lotus root flowers are soaked in water.
Clean and fragrant. I remember swimming in a red cloud once.
Chatting with each other is like a stagnant pool, like a ten-mile West Lake. Lotus is charming, and Su Shi was bright and lotus in Song Dynasty.
Natural, especially romantic style. Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white.
Every time I bow my head, the moon is bright and the wind is cool, I am silent and the demon is powerless. In the end, you have to put down the boat, live in the depths of fragrance and see the color of Iraq.
Resentment Wang Qingzhao Lake is windy, autumn dusk, red and fragrant. That water, that mountain, that mountain, is very close to people, endless and endless.
Lotus seeds have become lotus leaves, old, clear and washed, and the flowers are from Cao Ting. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Queqiao Xiantanabata sends lotus songs. There is no wave in Fang Yue Galaxy, and there is no summer in Qionglou. A little tender as water.
Willing to donate Lampe to worry about the canal, try your best to relax and slim down. Wave heart seeps snow, gull predestinates rain.
Lotus can be Chu. Heaven openly admits, look at me, how to hold you down.
Bodhisattva Manlian, Song Chenyu and a south porch face the hibiscus shop, and the weather is good. There is less red and more green, so the scene in front of the curtain is strange.
The rope bed is ebony and full of fragrance every day. Sleep a new article, and the flowers will take charge.
In the mid-Song Dynasty, I dreamed of lotus flowers, wandering in the land, the wind was boundless, and the road was boundless. The old man was Feng Wang Lu Lang. Only one thousand bottles are used for a month's salary, because it smells of copper and flowers.
Dong Hehua's glorious ancestors were harvested in the evening wind, and the small pond was clear. Hu bed lingers alone with wine, and sometimes there is fragrance blowing, clouds and algae are chaotic, and fish swim at the bottom of leaves.
Empty machine bearing dew cover, no ice capacity, melancholy Ming makeup Xiao Luan mirror. When jathyapple is cool, the moon is pale and the flowers are drooping. Who can save it?
And remember, when you lean on the railing, you can imagine that Jiangnan is red for thousands of hectares. Two-color lotus songs Song Cao Xunfeng Marsh is bright and blue, the lotus shadow is bright and clean, and the waves are clear.
The muscles are like jade, and the smoke face is faint and red. Occupy the wind color, shine intoxicating eyes, and make up white plum.
On the bank, willows droop gently, and flying dust tries to stop them. Thick green lotus net, column to warm horizontal pond.
Fight for the grass shore. You'd better watch the boat from a distance before rowing.
It seems to be a pair of mandarin ducks, and they are also friends of Chunhoe. Frequent feasts, fragrant array, Yaochi late.
Ti Ying, Xu He and Zhao Xiuquan, Wu Yunsong, Wenying, wore colorful brocade and crossed the pond to attract Yuanyang to play in the water. Break the sunset at night, laugh at the flowers, and protect the lights with low gauze.
7. A poem that begins with a hundred flowers and praises peony.
Liu Yuxi, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Appreciating Peony": The peony demon in front of the court was unqualified, and the lotus on the pond was pure and affectionate.
Only the peony is the real beauty, which attracted countless people to appreciate at the flowering stage and alarmed the whole Chang 'an City. I don't know if you want this song, I hope so.
In addition, there is: Li Xiaoguang, a peony poet, is rich and romantic, and flowers bow their heads to worship the dust. Draw columns embroidered with rubies, clouds covered with green flowers.
The sky has its own strength and the country is colorless. Famous flowers are also difficult to cultivate and require great efforts.
Peony Poem Tang Li Shanfu invited Ledong to leave early, and fragrant flowers floated up the stairs. Several fairy buds emerged from the fire, and a strange smell fell from the sky.
Yin Wengui, a peony poem, opened the late Tang Dynasty in order to make a group of fragrant flowers grow into a pair of jade halls. Red smoke is doubtful, and Su Hua only smells incense when she reflects the moon.
The cut is easterly, as light as the makeup of the calligraphy. Known as the first crown in flowers, old age accounts for spring scenery.