Classical poems describing daffodils

In life, work and study, everyone is familiar with poetry. Poetry has the characteristics of refinement and implication, and plays a role in reflecting social life and expressing thoughts and feelings. So what kinds of poems are there? The following are the classic poems describing daffodils that I have carefully arranged. Welcome to share.

Classic poem describing daffodils 1 Author: Ms. Jin Chengyu

Colorful April, I think of daffodils:

The fairy exclaimed when she came down to earth, and the wind and rain made others jealous.

Long sleeves fly like a phoenix, and green skirts drag clouds.

The world is covered with snow, and the grass is withered without spring.

The rhyme is elegant, the spirit is clear, the ice is clear and proud, and the flying water is angry.

Manman is graceful and graceful, with glittering and translucent beads floating.

A bay dancing in the snow, everything is lonely!

Wang shui's classic poem about daffodils

Walking into the rainy lane is long and melancholy.

There is a daffodil in full bloom.

In the breath swaying in the wind

In an instant, it overflowed with Fang Ting.

it should be

A hesitation revealed from the book.

Quiet and serene

Like white clouds hanging in the blue sky

Bring infinite reverie

perhaps

Spread from the gray of time.

Elegant and confused.

Like an ink pen spilled on an ancient painting.

Flow along the paper

Could it be

The idea of crossing over from the other side

Fragrant fragrance wafted from the valley.

Reflections on the tumbling of the world of mortals

No, it should be a gift.

Cherish, cherish and never forget.

I'm waiting.

A daffodil is in full bloom.

Tough, straight and graceful

Classic poem about daffodils 3 Author: Dongli old friend

There is a snowflake floating outside the window.

The desk blooms quietly.

Shake your eyes gently.

Send a wisp of fragrance to quiet inside.

Use Ying Ying green leaves.

Outline the shape of winter

Let the petals warm into words in plain notes.

Quietly collect beauty

A day when flowers are in full bloom

Walk all the way

Lu Yi Piaoxiang

Classical poems describing daffodils 4 Author: Rougang

at that time

Narcissus basin is very simple.

People and daffodils are very close, very close.

At this moment

Narcissus pots are very rich.

The distance between man and Narcissus is far away.

What time?

Narcissus pots are rich.

The distance between man and narcissus is very close again, very close.

So in the fairyland on earth,

unfold before one's eyes

Pure and pure daffodils

Classic poem about daffodils 5 Author: Except Wushan Mountain

The pot of daffodils on the windowsill

Exquisite and elegant

No need to cut leaves and carve stems.

A basin of clear water is full of vitality.

Look at that daffodil.

Green leaves are like jade belts.

Graceful and graceful above the blue waves.

Quiet and clear water moistens bones and coagulates jasper.

The flowers are beautiful and exquisite.

You ruo xian qun Wu mortal world

You can also dress and smell the fragrance, which makes you homesick.

That pot of daffodils

Elegant and charming leaves.

Petals are as white as six snowflakes

Strange yellow dress hidden display

Yellow and white set each other off.

Elegant posture

Show the artistic conception of "lonely shadow in the snow palace"

Proud attitude

Better than pine, bamboo and plum.

Xin Rui San ke mi Li Piao Xiang

A story that reminds people of three meanings.

But I can taste it.

The feeling of the flower sender

Narcissus with deep affection and yearning

Looking forward to the arrival of love.

Love is not heavy, but it is not born.

That pot of daffodils

When you are in full bloom on the windowsill

Although there are many stories rumored by Luo E,

I seem to understand only your gorgeous language.

Please don't forget me.

The classic poem about daffodils 6 Author: the dream of distant autumn

Narcissus blooms in spring.

Thought of precipitation

Rub it on the green water.

Make a little ripple

Dead fish

With long-term lovesickness

In the deep and shallow grass

Looking forward to a Bai Lianhua

The wind blew for an unreachable distance.

Looking at the expectation of happiness on that day.

Waiting to become a unique landscape.

Growing in the boundless sky

Remember your beautiful image.

Longing for death.

In the years when water and songs are the same.

Condensed tears

Smell the fragrance and fall

In the spring when daffodils are in full bloom

Only flowing water is clear.

What kind of warmth is that?

Classic poem about daffodils 7 Author: Autumn geese fly south

Lily in water

Born on green jade

One drop, two drops, three drops of pearls.

Shy than a girl's eyes.

Want to laugh.

Green dress

Come to you through water.

Pale face

Bloody golden dream

In the dust-free mind

pure

Lily in water

My thoughts follow the faint fragrance.

Confess to me.

After waiting in autumn and winter

Your heart is still so white

Lily in water

Love blooms with that flower.

Wrapped in the fragrance of love

Leave the muddy soil

Our love is as pure as water.

Classical poems describing daffodils 8 Author: The wind is flowing

The balcony is covered with dust, time and loneliness.

There is still a long period of forgetfulness and indifference.

No one remembers how long it has been.

Only the shadow of the sun passes by you quietly.

Outside the balcony

How many people struggle for life?

How many people have lost their dignity in pursuit?

How many people betray themselves for fame and fortune?

How many people destroy others for selfish purposes?

Just when I was in a daze.

Narcissus appeared before my eyes.

Yellow branches and leaves will cover the water bowl.

Clusters of lush green towering out.

There is no water in your washbasin.

The exposure in summer makes all your green leaves yellow.

No matter how cold it is, it can't lock your life.

You played the colorful music of life with green and green.

The moment I met you.

Heaven and earth are silent for you.

Your nobility is tempered by pain, loneliness and loneliness.

Your greatness makes elegance, brilliance and wealth disappear.

Your fragrance is full of loneliness and melancholy.

Your figure is so stubborn and unyielding.

You struggle between life and death to stick to the meaning of life.

When the flowers bloom, I have no idea of suffering.

I want to wake you gently

Tell you my joy, excitement and touch, and my secret.

But all you care about is blooming your beauty.

All is silence, no sound.