The most famous cherry blossom poem
1. A tree of cherry blossoms reflects the blue sky, and the wind makes the moon and rain fly behind the curtain. Red and pink make up the spring tears, dyeing through the river city and spreading over the distant mountains.
2. Flowers drop dew, willows shake smoke, and the sun shines brightly. The cherry blossoms in Yuji Mountain are turning red and the orioles are moving in the valley. There is a flying jade tree at the drinking place, and a golden whip when swimming. The wind blows in the nine-way elm leaves, and there are clusters of green coins.
3. Twelve fallen flowers are one finger deep, and the wind carries the old fragrance to wash away the mortal world. The most beautiful scenery is other people's courtyards. Don't be tempted to break branches if the walls are high.
4. A flower and a tree come and dance, and those who sit and walk chant. Those who climb, those who break, those who move their hands to move the sand, those who come and go, those who rub shoulders. The green water of the Mojiang River is waving, and thousands of flowers cover the river. Look at the beautiful flowers in the beautiful city, and everyone sings the song of cherry blossoms.
5. The weather in Jiangnan is good in October, and the poor winter scenery is like spring. The light frost has not killed the luxuriant grass, and the warm sun has begun to dry up the desert sand. The leaves of the old zhejie are as yellow as those of young trees, and the branches of cold cherry blossoms are as white as wild flowers. At this time, the idle people were drunk, and the five horses had no way to enter the restaurant.
6. When I see you under the cherry blossoms, every inch of spring breaks off the branches. The place where I miss the most lovesickness after farewell is the place where thousands of trees hang around the forest.
7. The mountain cherry clings to the rocks and shades the pine branches, and is the last to bloom compared to the remaining flowers. Lai has a spring breeze that feels lonely, blowing fragrance across the water to inform others.
8. The flowers are decorated with thousands of embroidery branches, and the red crowns and thousands of trees show off the rays of the sun. The dream of cherry blossoms is broken by the beauty of spring, how can one be coquettish and not return drunk?
9. Bottle of wine. Three spring days are leisurely, and the bees and butterflies enter the flowers. The red cherry blossoms are blooming in the wine glass, and the fragrant paths are shining brightly to reflect the drunken face.
10. Spring is bright with cherry blossoms in the north, and white birds are singing in deep autumn in the south.
11. When seeing you off under the cherry blossom tree, every inch of spring breaks off the branches. The place where I miss the most lovesickness after farewell is the place where thousands of trees hang around the forest.
12. It’s been a few springs since I returned home, but cherry blossoms can be seen outside the jade window.
13. The cherry blossoms are picturesque and touching, the red pink is like clouds descending and the auspicious clouds are descending, and the whiteness is like jade immortals, sweeping away the new crown demons.
14. The peach blossoms and cherry blossoms are red and the rain is zero, and the mulberry and elm coins are blue.
15. Where mourning kites are in charge, cherry blossoms are always hanging on the banks of the alley.
16. Ten miles of kneeling and grace are strong, and the whole city sheds tears to send the hero off. The swordsman in white is deeply in love, and the cherry blossoms of Wuhan University are as red as ever.
17. The spring breeze blows warmly in the deep autumn, and the cherry blossoms in my heart fill the mountains with red. The passion for life is blazing, and good news is spreading.
18. Remember that the flowers bloom and the branches are covered with snow, and the bees and butterflies carry the flowers away. Now the flowers have fallen and the wandering bees have gone, leaving nothing but melancholy poems for the master.
19. Borrow the spring sun to exhale the fragrance, and beg for the east wind to love the warm sun. I rejoice in the fact that bees often make shadows, but why worry about the lack of butterflies looking for fragrance. The prime sprouts don't know when the weather is sunny, and the pink pistils don't know when it rains. Every time the flowers bloom and bloom, the red makeup is faded by the water.
20. Fill the cinnabar lacquer plate with well water and cold soak the cherry blossoms in Banchu Mountain. I feel unhappy when I first see the spring scenery. I drink at dusk and return home at night. Liu Lang lives in the south and I live in the north. The mud on the road is open and the sky is dark. The wind blows and the candle burns out, but it is a pity that it is impossible to make silk shoes.