1. Poems about roses
Roses by Tang Yanqian of the Tang Dynasty
The musk sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind.
In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red.
Tang Xuyu, Si Wuxu, the direct inspector, moved to the roses
Fangfei moved from Yue Tai, and the best roses were planted together.
The beauty of the farm is better than the painting, whoever praises it will give it a rose.
The spring blossoms are beautiful and beautiful, and the sky is dyed Qiongyao and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone.
Tang Lulun, Fenghe Li Sheren, Kun Jiyong and sent roses to Mr. Xu
The butterflies scattered and swayed in the light dew, and the orioles went into the sunset with their mouths.
The rainy morning beats the brocade, and the windy night drama burns incense.
The beautiful sun has thousands of layers of beauty, and the lonely clouds are full of light.
Red Rose by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Unless the rose has the same name, it is not related to the rose.
The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flower is light and dark red.
Romance has its own style, so how can rain and dew be done privately?
There is no national fragrance that cannot be harvested, and the poet is smoked into the water.
Dong Yuankai of the Qing Dynasty, "Cong Hua·Ode to Roses"
The beauty rises at dawn and cherishes the remaining spring, but the flowers are in decline.
The sound of selling flowers can be heard beside the dressing table, where the basket is opened, and the color is bright purple.
Thousands of flowers are in the air, one branch is fragrant, and the dew is twisted to look at it.
Huanxi yarn·Rose from Zhao Huaiyu in Qing Dynasty"
Jade is used as skin and musk deer is used as embryo,
Wandering under the flower,
The city is filled with silk rain and the yellow plum blossoms are near.
The lustful clay figure is still dripping with dew,
The fragrance is like overflowing wine, don’t leave the cup,
The beauty smiles and the clouds pile on her temples.
Contemporary Wu Zhuxi Roses
The east wind brings beauty to the pavilion, and the dew smoke and thorns bloom.
Don’t blame the soft branches for being so proud, and the heart does not like the arrival of the waves and butterflies.
Jin Xuelian, Poppy·I saw roses in Pizhou Zhouci
There are no flowers for sale in the deserted land of the village, I don’t believe that spring is still there.
It is clear that red skinny and green skin are first fat, leaving people with trivial thorns and clothes.
Silver silk threads are lined with gold hairpins, marking the spring man's temples.
Now in the wine glass, there is a rich and fragrant wine called daughter red.
Wu Yifeng's Walking on the Shasha·Rose Flowers
Beautiful shadows and clouds, fragrant and intoxicating butterflies, pick them lightly before the traces of dew are collected.
Don’t look at the top of the tree for good flowers, they will be sold all over the place.
The hairpin beam is inserted carelessly, the side of the temples is filled with stupidity, and the violet sac also loses color.
Finely knead the flower slices and serve with icing sugar, the Jiangnan flavor is still regrettable.
Zhou Yufeng chants the rose, the city flower of Yinchuan
The new makeup is always sentimental, but I prefer to put the recommended name on it.
It is an ancient city that is dyed with rouge and takes over all the spring scenery.
Wang Bingjun Rose
The warm and beautiful fragrance of early summer, with a demeanor as light as a begonia.
Unlike other flowers, which can be picked freely, the needles and awns are hidden at the bottom of the branches and leaves.
Hu Yingguang Rose
Sensitive but seemingly ruthless, colorful and not allowed to be kissed.
But this peanut is arrogant and afraid of meeting frivolous flower pickers.
Wen Peizhang Roses
One layer is light and the other is deep, and the courtyard is full of spring.
The monster has thorns all over its body, indicating that there were original flower pickers in the world.
Gao Kai Ode the Rose
Situated on the roadside in the wilderness, the beauty of the country is indisputable and the fragrance is heavenly.
If there were not so much greed in the world, how could I love being covered with thorns all over my body? 2. Poems describing roses
Original publisher: Wu Xiongwei
Ancient poems describing roses Li Jianxun’s Spring Poems The sun was high and I walked leisurely down the hall steps, the grass was thin and the spring sand was not embroidered shoes. I broke off a rose and gave it to you as a phoenix hairpin. Lyrics to Wen Tingyun's Dance· Qu Zhe's lyrics The willows linger on the bridge and the roses touch the ground red. The embroidered shirt is made of gold and jade, and the flower bun is made of jade. The fragrance of the rain is latent and moist, and the spring water is dark. The dream in the painting building is over, the sunny sun shines in the Xiangfeng. Li Shuqing looks at the rose tree in Fangshuchun, and the Song family is next door to the west. The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers. The shadows of the peach trees are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path. Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen. Rose Qiji is basically like a rose, with numerous thorns blooming outward. The fragrant bushes are tall and there are shelves, and the ground is red and mossy. Go stay and watch the idlers, the clear sky will bring butterflies from afar. The peonies bloomed for a few days before disappearing into the dust. Xu Ning wrote about Kaiyuan Temple Peony: This flower is difficult to grow in the south, and I feel ashamed that the monk planted it deliberately. The petrel looks at it frequently in sympathy, and the wasp lingers even more unaware of it. The peony in vain is jealous, and the rose is too ashamed to bloom. Only a few red calyxes are there, and their fragrance is just waiting for someone to leave. Xu Wei's lanterns are better than burning wax and burning silver. Jiuhua is red and blooms with roses. It only blooms in the cold light of winter nights, not in a warm place near the spring breeze. It's rare to see it just because it can bring happiness, don't pick it for fear of turning into ashes. Greedy ointment attached to heat often causes misunderstandings, and moths come to repay it. Xu Wei's direct inspector Wu Zhu moved to the roses. Fangfei moved from Yuewang Terrace, most like roses planted together. The beauty of the flower is better than the painting, whoever praises it will give it a rose.
The beautiful scenery hidden in spring is blown away by the wind, and the sky is dyed with Qiongyao and the sun is shining. In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach the scattered people to leave the green moss. Zhang Bi's peony fragrance is clear and powdery, and she resents the end of spring. Butterflies' wings and bees' beards fall in love with the stamen dust. Leaning leisurely against the evening breeze brings me despair, and I stay in silence for a long time and learn to follow the rules. Don't treat pomegranates as green suo, so that they can be close neighbors with roses. If you are scattered and follow Mu Yu, you should be worried about killing the separated people. Qijijiang Temple's spring remnants sent two poems to confidants in the curtain. Who was sent to the west to bear Yue Yun's back? Why did he return freely? The beetles and lilies in the mountain niche respond to the remaining snow, and the roses in the river temple celebrate spring again. When I was young, I had no bachelor's degree as a teacher, but at the end of my life, I was 3. Ancient poems about roses
Li Jianxun
Spring Poems
Walking leisurely down the hall steps when the sun is high, < /p>
Xicao Chunsha has no embroidered shoes.
Fold a rose,
Use your hairpin to hold the phoenix hairpin.
Wen Tingyun
Dance Songs and Lyrics
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Qu Zhe’s Lyrics
The willows are green on the bridge, and the roses are blowing The ground is red.
The embroidered shirt is made of gold and jade, and the flower bun is made of jade.
The fragrance of the rain is latent and moist, and the spring water is dark.
At the beginning of the painting building, the dream is gone, and the sunny sun shines on the Xiangfeng.
Li Shuqing
Fangshu
Looking at the rose tree in spring, the Song family is next to it to the west.
The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers.
Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen.
The shadows of the peaches are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path.
Qi Ji
Rose
The root is like a rose, with numerous thorns blooming outward.
The fragrant bushes are tall and have shelves, and the red trees are mossy on the ground.
Go live and watch the idle people, the clear sky will bring butterflies from afar.
The peonies faded into the dust a few days ago.
Xu Ning
Titled Kaiyuan Temple Peony
This flower is difficult to grow in the south, and I feel ashamed that the monk planted it deliberately.
The petrel looks at it frequently to show its pity, while the wasp lingers even more unaware of it.
The peony in vain is jealous, and the rose is too ashamed to bloom.
Only a few red calyxes are there, and their fragrance is just waiting for the family to come
Xu Wei
Lantern flowers
Light the wax and burn the silver Victory, Jiuhua blooms red and blooms with roses.
It only blooms in the cold light of winter nights, not in a warm place near the spring breeze.
It’s rare to see someone just because it brings happiness, don’t pick one for fear of turning into ashes.
Greedy ointment is attached with heat and causes many misunderstandings, just to repay moths. 4. Poems about roses
1. Live, believe me, don’t wait for tomorrow, pick the roses of life today. ——Lonza
2. Let those who look at the rose also look at its thorns. ——India Tagore
3. What does the name have to do with it? Call a rose by another name and it will still be fragrant. ——English·Shakespeare
4. I heard that jade was planted in the south of the Yangtze River, and the new makeup was brought to compete with the dew. But I suspect that peach and plum boast three colors, and they will have the first fragrance of spring. ——"Rose" by Qiu Jin of the Qing Dynasty
5. The sun is high and I walk down the hall steps leisurely, the grass is thin and the spring sand is not embroidered shoes. I broke off a rose and gave it to you as a phoenix hairpin. ——Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Poems"
6. Give roses to others and leave lingering fragrance in your hands.
7. Although a person can grow as beautiful as a rose, her beauty will disappear one day. ——Swinburne, England
8. No matter how gorgeous and talented a woman is, if there is no love, she is just a rose waiting to wither. ——Zhang Ailing
9. Life is not full of roses, but sometimes the thorns on the road sting you. ——Balzac, France
10. The musk sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green. The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind. In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain. I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red. ——Tang Yanqian's "Rose"
11. Roses are beautiful, but what is even more beautiful is the fragrance they contain. ——British Shakespeare
12. If it is a rose, it will always bloom. ——Germany Goethe
13. Life is not all roses, there are also stinging thorns. ——Russian Goncharov
14. Human beings are plants that make thoughts bloom and bear fruit, just like roses blooming on a rose tree and apples on an apple tree. ——Antoine Fabre Dorivi
15. My friend, you are the warm rose that opens for me in this desolate world. Hide my deep melancholy deep in the heart of your friend! ——France Du Gal
16. Idealists are people who, as soon as they notice that roses are more fragrant than cabbage, they conclude that it can make better soup. ——American Mencken
17. Oh, my friend, this is what I mean from the bottom of my heart. Because of you, the blue sky is vast; because of you, the roses are red and gorgeous. ——Emerson, United States
18. I would rather have roses on the table than diamonds on my neck. ——Goldman
19. The rich creation of the child’s soul compensates for the increasing poverty of the mother’s soul. Youth is like a rose, old age is like a crown of thorns.
——Hebrew
20. Looking at the rose tree in spring, the Song family is next to it to the west. The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers. The shadows of the peach trees are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path. Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen. ——Li Shuqing of the Tang Dynasty, "Fragrant Tree"
21. What does the name itself mean? The flower we call a rose would smell just as sweet by any other name. ——France Hugo
22. Guan Yueji has the same name and is not related to Qiangwei. The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flower is light and dark red. The winds and rivers are all in their own way, so how can the rain and dew create their own merits? There is no country where the incense cannot be collected, and the poet is intoxicated and sinks into the water. ——"Red Rose" by Yang Wanli in the Song Dynasty 5. Poems describing roses
1. "Inspector Wu Zhu moved to the rose" in the Tang Dynasty Xu Weifangfei moved from Yuewang Terrace, most like a rose Planted together. The beauty of the flower is better than the painting, whoever praises it will give it a rose. The beautiful scenery hidden in spring is blown away by the wind, and the sky is dyed with Qiongyao and the sun is shining. In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach the scattered people to leave the green moss.
2. "Rose" Tang Yanqian, Tang Dynasty. The musk sticks are clear and burning, and the shark gauze is covered with green. The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind. In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain. I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red.
3. "Rose" Qing·Qiujin I heard that jade was planted in the south of the Yangtze River, and the new makeup was brought to compete with the dew. But I suspect that peach and plum boast three colors, and they will have the first fragrance of spring.
4. "Red Rose" Song·Yang Wanli's name is Guan Yueji, who has the same name and is not related to Qiangwei. The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flower is light and dark red. The winds and rivers are all in their own way, so how can the rain and dew create their own merits? There is no country where the incense cannot be collected, and the poet is intoxicated and sinks into the water.
5. "Fragrant Tree" Li Shuqing of the Tang Dynasty looked at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family was next to it to the west. The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers. The shadows of the peach trees are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path. Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen.
6. "Spring Poems" by Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty. The sun was high and I walked leisurely down the hall steps. The grass was thin and the spring grass was not embroidered. I broke off a rose and held it to the phoenix hairpin. 6. Poems describing roses
Tang Dynasty - Xu Wei - Inspector Wu Zhu moved to the rose
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Xu Wei
Title: Inspector Wu Zhu moved to the rose
Content:
Fang Fei moved to the King of Yue Taiwan is the most beautiful place where roses are planted together.
The beauty of the flower is better than the painting, whoever gives it a rose will be praised.
The beautiful scenery hidden in spring is blown away by the wind, and the sky is dyed Qiongyao and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone.
Tang Dynasty - Tang Yanqian - Rose
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Tang Yanqian
Title: Rose
Content :
The musk deer sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind.
In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red.
Tang Dynasty - Sikong Shu-He Li Yuanwai and others chant roses to Minister Xu
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Sikong Shu
< p> Title: Li Yuanwai and his family members chanted roses and sent them to Mr. XuContent:
Immortal official Ziwei Lang, a rare flower that plays fragrantly.
The stars are arranged in rows of green stalks, shining red in the eyes.
Secretly jealous of the grade-changing medicine, the incense sticks directly from afar.
It is easy for bees to wander around the branches and hinder the thorn birds from holding their titles.
The dew wets the clothes, and the wind blows away the yellow pistils.
The trees are covered with luxuriant pearls, and the brocade screen is full of splendor.
It is better to stay with guests than to look at bamboos, and to miss people is better than loving a flower.
Just like the poem "Cai Ping Yong", my thoughts are full of Xiaoxiang.
Tang Dynasty - Lu Lun - Fenghe Li Sheren Kun Ji chanted roses and sent them to Xu Shilang
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author: Lu Lun
Title: Fenghe Li Sheren Kun Ji chanted roses and sent them to Xu Shilang
Content:
A single crane sends smoke and frost, and a pair of Luan misses the late fragrance.
The old shadow is in the house, and the new beauty is out of the wall.
The butterflies scatter and sway in the dew, and the orioles take their mouths into the sunset.
The rainy morning beats the brocade, and the windy night drama burns incense.
When the sun breaks, there are thousands of layers of beauty, and the lonely clouds are full of light.
When you come close, you will notice that there are few leaves, but you will feel that the branches are growing wherever you move.
High rewards will be given during the filming period, and the spring will remain in the distance.
When I heard that Qiongjiu was given as a gift, I felt ashamed and went to the hall.
Tang Dynasty - Li Shuqing - Fangshu
Era: Tang
Author: Li Shuqing
Title: Fangshu
Content:
Looking at the rose tree in spring, the Song family is next to it to the west.
The door is covered with dark leaves, and the wall is covered with flying flowers.
The shadows of the peaches are shallow, and the fragrance spreads across the plum path.
Beautiful makeup, worried about the sunset, tears streaming down the window screen.
Tang Dynasty - Changsun Zuofu - Songs of Prime Ministers and Palace Grudges
Era: Tang
Author: Changsun Zuofu
Title: Songs of Xianghe: Palace Resentment
Content:
There is a beautiful tree named rose in front of the window. The flowers fell last year and bloom this year.
The ruthless spring scenery has yet to return, and when will the sudden break of your heart come?
Recalling the past, the makeup was transformed into a waiting for immortals, and the exquisite palace details were newly decorated every day.
If you hide your heart, you will laugh at Xizi's frown. Who will worry about Zheng Ji's slander if you cover your nose.
The grass dyes the clothes and shoes, and the flowers stick to the tents in front of A and B's beds.
Three thousand jade figures cannot boast, but twelve golden hairpins face each other alone.
How can the ups and downs of the world be filled with lust? The tender love turns to sorrow and pursues flattery.
How can we be ashamed of the swans in the swamp and abandon the front to see the weeping fish in the boat?
When I look at the cage, I don’t remember the smoked borneol, and when I chant the fan in the air, I have no bald rat beard.
The original intention is like a rose and a new cypress, but in the end it is injured like a shepherd's purse but sweet as a tea.
The deep courtyard is open and closed alone, and the parrots are frightened and fly to the moss-covered ground.
A box full of old clothes was given to me the day before, and new pillows were stained with tears at night.
Even though there are many scars, it is still sad when you open the mirror, and the green bun moth has not faded yet.
Mo Dao's new strings are as long as each other, just like meeting old swords chasing each other.
Tang Dynasty - Li Jianxun - Spring Ci
Era: Tang
Author: Li Jianxun
Title: Spring Ci
Content:
Rigao walked leisurely down the hall steps, the grass was thin and Chunsha had no embroidered shoes.
Fold a rose, and use your hairpin to hold the phoenix hairpin
Tang Dynasty - Tang Yanqian - Rose
Era: Tang Dynasty
Author : Tang Yanqian
Title: Rose
Content:
The musk sticks are clear and burning, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind.
In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red. 7. Poems about roses
Si Wuxu, the inspector of the direct inspection department, moved to the roses - Xu Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Fangfei moved from Yue Taitai, and the best roses were planted together.
The beauty of the crops is better than the paintings. Whoever praises them will give them roses.
The spring blossoms are beautiful and beautiful, and the sky is dyed Qiongyao and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone.
Rose------Song Dynasty Yang Wanli
Unless the rose has the same name, it is not related to the rose. The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flowers are two colors, light and dark red.
The romantic world has its own style, how can Yurong create chemical industry privately? No other national fragrance can be harvested. The poet sinks into the water.
Rose ------ Tang Yanqian of the Tang Dynasty
The musk sticks are clear and burning, and the shark gauze is green and misty. The official makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind.
In the powerless spring smoke, in the sad dusk rain, I don’t know what is going on, and there are two shades of red.
Fenghe Li Sheren Kun Ji chanted roses and sent them to Xu Shilang------Lulun of the Tang Dynasty
A single crane sends frost smoke, and a pair of Luan misses the late fragrance. The old shadow is in the house, and the new beauty is out of the wall.
The butterflies scatter and sway in the light dew, and the orioles take their mouths into the sunset. The rainy morning beats the brocade, and the windy night drama burns incense.
When the sun breaks, there are thousands of layers of beauty, and the lonely clouds are full of light. There are few leaves when you come close, but you can feel the branches growing wherever they move.
High rewards will be given during the filming period, and the spring will remain in the distance. I heard that Qiongjiu was given as a gift, and I felt ashamed to be raised in the hall. 8. Poems about roses
Tang Yanqian of the Tang Dynasty The roses and musk sticks are bright and clear, and the shark gauze is covered with green.
The palace makeup is approaching the dawn, and the brocade section is in the east wind. In the powerless spring smoke, I am sad in the evening rain.
I don’t know what it means, but there are two shades of red. In the Tang Dynasty Xu Kui, Si Wuxu, the direct inspector, moved to the rose flower Fangfei moved from Yue Taiwan, and finally the roses were planted together.
The beauty of the crops is better than the paintings. Whoever praises them will give them roses. The spring blossoms are blooming, the sky is dyed with beautiful flowers, and the sun is shining.
In order to repay Zhu Yi's early invitation to guests, don't teach me to leave the green moss alone. Tang Lulun and Li Sheren Kun Ji chanted roses and sent them to Xu Lang. The butterflies scattered and swayed in the light dew, and the orioles carried them into the sunset.
The rainy morning beats the brocade, and the windy night drama burns incense. The beautiful sun has thousands of layers of beauty, and the lonely clouds are full of light.
Song Yang Wanli The red rose has the same name as the rose, and it is not related to the rose. The leaves and branches are thousands of green, and the flower is light and dark red.
Romance has its own style, so how can rain and dew be done privately? The incense of other countries cannot be harvested, and the poet is smoked into the water.
Dong Yuankai of the Qing Dynasty Cong Hua · Chanting Roses The beauty rises at dawn and cherishes the remnant of spring, but the flowers are fading. The sound of flowers being sold is heard by the dressing table, where the basket is opened, and the color is bright purple.
Thousands of flowers are in the air, one branch is fragrant, and the dew is twisting to look at. Zhao Huaiyu of the Qing Dynasty, "Huanxi Sha·Rose" "The jade is on the skin and the musk deer is in the womb, lingering under the flowers for a few times, the city is full of silk rain, close to the yellow plum."
The lustful clay figure is still dripping with dew, the fragrance is like overflowing wine, don’t leave the cup, and the beautiful lady smiles with clouds on her temples.
Contemporary Wu Zhuxi The east wind brings the roses to the pavilion, and the dew smoke blooms with thorns.
Don’t blame the soft branches for being so proud, and the heart does not like the arrival of the waves and butterflies. Jin Xuelian, Poppy, Pizhou Zhouci saw the Rose Flower Village in a remote wasteland with no flowers for sale. I didn’t believe that spring was still here.
It is clear that red skinny and green skin are first fat, leaving people with trivial thorns and clothes. Silver silk threads are lined with gold hairpins, marking spring people's temples.
Now in the wine glass, there is a rich and fragrant wine called daughter red. Wu Yifeng's Walking on the Shasha·The roses are beautifully reflected in the clouds, and the butterflies are intoxicated by their strong fragrance. They are picked lightly before the traces of dew are collected.
Don’t look at the top of the tree for good flowers, they will be sold all over the place. The hairpin beams are inserted carelessly, the temples are filled with foolishness, and the violet sac also loses its color.
Finely knead the flower slices and serve with icing sugar, the Jiangnan flavor is still regrettable. Zhou Yufeng's poem about the city flower of Yinchuan, the rose, is as unique and sentimental as the new makeup, and he prefers to put the recommended name on it.
It is an ancient city that is dyed with rouge and takes over all the spring scenery. Wang Bingjun A rose is warm and beautiful in the early summer, and its demeanor is lighter than a begonia.
Unlike other flowers, which can be picked freely, the needles and awns are hidden at the bottom of the branches and leaves. Hu Yingguang Roses are affectionate but seem to be ruthless. They are so colorful that they cannot be kissed.
But this peanut is arrogant and afraid of meeting frivolous flower pickers. Wen Peizhang The roses are light and deep, and the courtyard is full of spring.
The monster has thorns all over its body, indicating that there were original flower pickers in the world. Gao Kai sings roses quietly on the roadside in the wilderness, and the beauty of the country is indisputable.
If there were not so much greed in the world, how could I love being covered with thorns all over my body?