1. Ancient poems describing chrysanthemums and sweet-scented osmanthus
Five Rhymes of Osmanthus by Tan Sitong Details Switch to Baidu search The wild smoke in Xiangshan is light, and the hibiscus falls in the evening.
Osmanthus flowers bloom in the autumn garden, and the cool dew changes at night. The fragrance is full and disperses with the clouds, and people return to take advantage of the bright moon.
Who knows the meaning of the small mountains, melancholy spreads all over the river city! -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------Miscellaneous lyrics·Osmanthus song details Switch to Baidu to search for the poor sweet-scented osmanthus in the sky, let me ask Chang'e wants nothing more. Fortunately, the Moon Palace has a free field, so why not plant two plants in the center.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Thank you, Chushi Lu, for breaking the green osmanthus flowers in Zhushan Mountain and sending me a message to Mr. Yan Zhenqing. Details The content switches to Baidu to search for a group of people traveling to Zhushan Mountain. The mountains are cold and the osmanthus flowers are white. Green catkins contain calyx and are collected from Bu Ke.
Suddenly the poem in the rock is in vain, the fragrance moistens the gold and stone. There are beetles all over the South and Vietnam, how can I thank Dongtang for his policy?
When you are in the famous mountain period, you can meet the emperor quietly. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------On August 17, Tianzhu Mountain will send osmanthus flowers and elements to Su Shi for details. Switch to Baidu to search. The moon is short of frost and the stamens are thick and thin. This flower does not belong to Guitangxian.
The night before Jiufengzi was frightened, the branches of Toad Cave were empty to remember the past. The monk from Polu Mountain took pity on Geng Jie and trained the girl from Qunxi to fight against Qingyan.
I wish you to pick up the beautiful beasts, but don’t send them to the old stream. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------Answer to Xu Juezhihui's Two Poems for Osmanthus and Coconut Tea Bowl by Huang Tingjian For details, switch to Baidu to search for Wan Shi Xiang Xun Prosperity and decline, old friends don't come to have hair on their temples.
If you want to know where the end of the year is, I can only say that there are cinnamon branches in the mountains. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------A reply to Xu Juezhihui's two poems for Osmanthus Coconut Tea Bowl and Huang Tingjian's detailed content. Switch to Baidu to search for fruitful fruits. The top of the cold forest is cut open and the weapon is like a hanging gourd.
When old friends meet each other, they are all poor and sick, and they can cook tea for wine and food. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------Changsha Temple Osmanthus blooms again Chen Yuyi Switch to Baidu to search Tianqianyouhua bloomed twice for details , Fan Fang wanders here at dusk.
Instead of teaching the layman to lie down on the Zen couch, he called out the doctor in the west chamber to see him. Encounter with Zhang Jiuling Details Switch to Baidu to search for orchid leaves in spring and sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn.
It is a festive season to be happy with this business. Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there.
Plants and trees have their own original intention, so why ask for beautiful people to break them. Chrysanthemum Rhythm - Li Shiguang - Autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers, which are endlessly romantic and write sunset glow; random sentences can be picked up at random, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes.
〔Autumn Sound〕--Fengzi--There is a piece of gold in front of the steps under the corridor, and the sound of fragrance wafts over the tourists. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is connected with ancient and modern times.
[Chrysanthemum of Jucheng]--Wang Ruting--The image of lions and dragons flies into the sky, and Ren Ziwei is once again glorious! The alleys and streets are full of fragrance, and the chrysanthemums on the desks are blooming in September. Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu": Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks.
With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best in the world. Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju": The orchid on the steps condenses with summer frost, and the chrysanthemum on the bank shines in the morning light.
The dew is thick and the smile is bright, the wind is strong and the fragrance is light. The thin leaves are light green, and the round flower clusters are bright yellow.
Still as beautiful as this year, we will be beautiful again after we get married. "Nine Days in Yun'an" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches.
The old picking people change frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows. "Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: One night of new frost covered the tiles, and the new plantains were broken by the lotus.
Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn. "Chrysanthemums" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty. The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence edges are gradually sloping.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers bloom. Wu Lülei's "Chrysanthemum" of the Tang Dynasty has a charming golden skirt and fair skin.
I know that the time is very different, and it seems to be the same as the cold season. If you fall to the ground, you can't bear it, but if you hold on to your skills, you'd rather die.
"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty is dark and light purple, melting and yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
It is really timid to show off again when the sun is setting. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall.
Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Zhao Changhan Ju" has light muscles and weak bones, scattered and quiet flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds.
If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
"Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty. The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden house in front shines on the sand. There are few girls in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
Song Dynasty Lu You's "Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" The yellow flowers are fragrant and unique, but the technique of pairing the chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival is wrong. After a late start, I saw Ling Shuangcao more and more, making it laughable for children to say that it was out of date.
Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen's "Remnant Chrysanthemum" has scattered golden stamens, but they do not change their fragrance even though they are withered. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, and you can still see the clear wine from the car.
"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty. The native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening. I would rather hold the fragrant branches until they grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.
If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.
"Chrysanthemum" by Shen Zhou of the Ming Dynasty. Flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedgerows in autumn, but they meet with prosperity from indifference. There is fragrance in the doorway of the west wind, except the Tao family to my home.
"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. The nature of things has always been different. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? Chrysanthemums bloom in a land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums blooming in spring. "Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty. There are secluded bushes on three paths in the hometown, and frost falls in the blue sky one night.
How many guests have not returned from the world, but they use the fence to watch the autumn wind. 2. Ancient poems describing chrysanthemums and osmanthus
Five Rhymes of Osmanthus Tan Sitong Details Switch to Baidu to search for "The wild smoke in Xiangshan is light, and the hibiscus falls in the evening."
Osmanthus flowers bloom in the autumn garden, and the cool dew changes at night. The fragrance is full and disperses with the clouds, and people return to take advantage of the bright moon.
Who knows the meaning of the small mountains, melancholy spreads all over the river city! -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------Miscellaneous lyrics·Osmanthus song details Switch to Baidu to search for the poor sweet-scented osmanthus in the sky, let me ask Chang'e wants nothing more. Fortunately, the Moon Palace has a free field, so why not plant two plants in the center.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Thank you, Chushi Lu, for breaking the green osmanthus flowers in Zhushan Mountain and sending me a message to Mr. Yan Zhenqing. Details The content switches to Baidu to search for a group of people traveling to Zhushan Mountain. The mountains are cold and the osmanthus flowers are white. Green catkins contain calyx and are collected from Bu Ke.
Suddenly the poem in the rock is in vain, the fragrance moistens the gold and stone. There are beetles all over the South and Vietnam, how can I thank Dongtang for his policy?
When you are in the famous mountain period, you can meet the emperor quietly. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------On August 17, Tianzhu Mountain will send osmanthus flowers and elements to Su Shi for details. Switch to Baidu to search. The moon is short of frost and the stamens are thick and thin. This flower does not belong to Guitangxian.
The night before Jiufengzi was frightened, the branches of Toad Cave were empty to remember the past. The monk from Polu Mountain took pity on Geng Jie and trained the girl from Qunxi to fight against Qingyan.
I wish you to pick up the beautiful beasts, but don’t send them to the old stream. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------Answer to Xu Juezhihui's Two Poems for Osmanthus and Coconut Tea Bowl by Huang Tingjian For details, switch to Baidu to search for Wan Shi Xiang Xun Prosperity and decline, old friends don't come to have hair on their temples.
If you want to know where the end of the year is, I can only say that there are cinnamon branches in the mountains. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------A reply to Xu Juezhihui's two poems for Osmanthus Coconut Tea Bowl and Huang Tingjian's detailed content. Switch to Baidu to search for fruitful fruits. The top of the cold forest is cut open and the weapon is like a hanging gourd.
When old friends meet each other, they are all poor and sick, and they can cook tea for wine and food. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------Changsha Temple Osmanthus blooms again Chen Yuyi Switch to Baidu to search Tianqianyouhua bloomed twice for details , Fan Fang wanders here at dusk.
Instead of teaching the layman to lie down on the Zen couch, he called out the doctor in the west chamber to see him. Encounter with Zhang Jiuling Details Switch to Baidu to search for orchid leaves in spring and sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn.
It is a festive season to be happy with this business. Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there.
Plants and trees have their own original intention, so why ask for beautiful people to break them. Chrysanthemum Rhythm - Li Shiguang - Autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers, which are endlessly romantic and write sunset glow; random sentences can be picked up at random, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes.
〔Autumn Sound〕--Fengzi--There is a piece of gold in front of the steps under the corridor, and the sound of fragrance wafts over the tourists. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is connected with ancient and modern times.
[Chrysanthemum of Jucheng]--Wang Ruting--The image of lions and dragons flies into the sky, and Ren Ziwei is once again glorious! The alleys and streets are full of fragrance, and the chrysanthemums on the desks are blooming in September. Jin Dynasty Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu": Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks.
With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best in the world.
Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju": The orchid on the steps condenses with summer frost, and the chrysanthemum on the bank shines in the morning light.
The dew is thick and the smile is bright, the wind is strong and the fragrance is light. The thin leaves are light green, and the round flower clusters are bright yellow.
Still as beautiful as this year, we will be beautiful again after we get married. "Nine Days in Yun'an" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches.
The old picking people change frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows. "Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: One night of new frost covered the tiles, and the new plantains were broken by the lotus.
Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn. "Chrysanthemums" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty. The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence edges are gradually sloping.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers bloom. Wu Lülei's "Chrysanthemum" of the Tang Dynasty has a charming golden skirt and fair skin.
I know that the time is very different, and it seems to be the same as the cold season. If you fall to the ground, you can't bear it, but if you hold on to your skills, you'd rather die.
"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty is dark and light purple, melting and yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
It is really timid to show off again when the sun is setting. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall.
Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Zhao Changhan Ju" has light muscles and weak bones, scattered and quiet flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds. If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
"Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty. The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden house in front shines on the sand. There are few girls in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
Song Dynasty Lu You's "Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" The yellow flowers are fragrant and unique, but the technique of pairing the chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival is wrong. After a late start, I saw Ling Shuangcao more and more, making it laughable for children to say that it was out of date.
Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen's "Remnant Chrysanthemum" has scattered golden stamens, but they do not change their fragrance even though they are withered. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, and you can still see the clear wine from the car.
"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty. The native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening. I would rather hold the fragrant branches until they grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.
Jin·Yuan Haowen's "Ode to October Chrysanthemum" The fragrance of autumn was used by poets in the past, and it is passed down to busy people in the late festival. If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.
"Chrysanthemum" by Shen Zhou of the Ming Dynasty. Flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedgerows in autumn, but they meet with prosperity from indifference. There is fragrance in the doorway of the west wind, except the Tao family to my home.
"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. The nature of things has always been different. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? Chrysanthemums bloom in a land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums blooming in spring. "Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yin of the Ming Dynasty. There are secluded bushes on three paths in the hometown, and frost falls in the blue sky one night.
How many guests have not returned from the world, but they use the fence to watch the autumn wind. 3. Write poems with sweet-scented osmanthus or chrysanthemum
The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and the breeze is gentle in the catkin pond. (Yan Shu's "Medicine")
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. (Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital")
The red sleeves and weaving damask praise the persimmon stems, and the green flag sells wine while the pear blossoms are blooming. (Bai Juyi's "Spring Hope in Hangzhou")
Build a pile of pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be leaning on the railing next year? (Du Mu's "Drinking on an Early Winter Night")
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to take care of the chrysanthemums. (Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village")
When the young man was drinking, he saw chrysanthemums enthusiastically. (Han Yu's "Late Chrysanthemum")
I heard that your new wine is ripe, and it is worth the autumn of chrysanthemums. (Yuan Zhen's "Drinking New Wine")
The alleys and streets are full of fragrance, and the chrysanthemums are blooming on the desks in September.
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. (Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream")
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls leisurely, and the flowing water carelessly returns to the west and returns to the east. (Liu Changqing's "A Presentation from Changsha to Zen Master Zhurongfeng Prajna of Hengyue")
The plum blossoms on the ridge penetrated the darkness of the snow, and the fragrance of osmanthus was still blowing when I returned. (Wang Changling's "Send Off to Senior High School in Guilin")
Asked Wu Gang what he had, Wu Gang held out osmanthus wine. 4. Ancient poems about apricot blossoms, osmanthus flowers, chrysanthemums and plum blossoms
Pear blossoms : Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.
Apricot Blossom: There is a branch of apricot blossom outside the wall, and half of the palace makeup is Xiaoqing. Lotus: The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it.
Osmanthus: Asking Wu Gang what he had, Wu Gang brought out osmanthus wine. Chrysanthemums: Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see Nanshan Mountain.
Plum blossom: a branch of plum blossom in the corner. Ling Han blooms alone. The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms flow into the flowing water, where mandarin fish and mandarin fish are fat.
When the lonely mountain of heaven and earth rests again, when will the plum blossoms be cultivated? The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
Last year on this day, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossom still smiles at the east wind.
No one can be good for a hundred days, and no flower can be red for a hundred days. There is no way that I am not in ecstasy. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two kinds of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frown and feel it again.
When I cherish spring, I am often afraid that the flowers will bloom early, not to mention the countless red flowers falling. How much hatred was in my dream last night.
It still feels like the old days when you visited Shangyuan. Cars are like flowing water, horses are like dragons, flowers and moon are in the spring breeze.
The flowers have faded to red and green, and the apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world.
The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.
On the night of Yuan Dynasty last year, the lights in the flower market were like daylight, the moon was shining on the willow branches, and people were gathering after dusk. Hibiscus flowers bloom at the end of the wood, with red calyxes in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, and trees bloom and fall one after another. The end of the tree: the treetops. Hibiscus flower: refers to the magnolia flower, the flower shape and color are similar to lotus.
"Xinyiwu" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty. Peonies are the only true national color, and they move the capital when they bloom. "Peony Appreciation" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty. With such an alluring color, the late blooming of Tianjiao compares with the late blooming of other flowers: Flowers bloom late. Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Appreciating Peonies at Si'an Nanshu" Peonies are the only true flower in the world.
Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Luoyang Peony" One year's spring has been devastated, and I look for Yao, Huang, and Wei Zi again. Yao, Huang, and Wei Zi: two precious peonies. Song Dynasty Fan Chengda's "Recommendation to Jian Yang Zhengshi" Yuandang has long slender bamboo shoots, and blooms colorful flowers. Yuandang: the name of the big bamboo, with long knots and tall poles.
Rampant: Sheep's duck, Rhododendron, blooms in spring with bright red and yellow flowers. Tang Dynasty Han Yu's "Reply to Zhang Shiyi" The young bamboo still contains powder, and the first lotus has not gathered dust.
"Serving Banquet" by Chen Xu Ling of the Southern Dynasties The fragrance of lotus is sold in late summer, and the scent of chrysanthemum enters the new autumn. "Late Mooring" by King Luo Bin of the Tang Dynasty The green bamboos contain new powder, and the red lotuses have fallen from their old clothes. "The Event of Residence in the Mountain" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty When the pavilion is full of wine, hibiscus blooms on all sides. Hibiscus: Lotus.
"Lake Pavilion" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound. Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "The Huai Xin Ren in the South Pavilion in Summer" Never touches the water, and the pure origin of the heart is not touched by the water: not touched by the water, which means that the lotus leaves are not submerged in the water.
Li Qi of the Tang Dynasty "Each person in Cangongyuan gave an object to get the first lotus" The color of bamboo is green under the stream, and the lotus is fragrant in the mirror Tang Dynasty Li Bai "Farewell to Chu Yong in the Yanzhong" The round lotus has floating small leaves, and the fine wheat falls Light flowers. "For Farmers" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: The wind contains green Xiaojuan, and the rain is full of red and fragrant flowers. Cuixiao: small bamboo.
Juanjuan: Beautiful appearance. Jing: smooth and clean.
Raincoat: Soaked. Red lotus: lotus.
Ran Ran: weak appearance. "The Mad Man" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The willows in the thatched pavilion on the sand are new and dark, and the lotus flowers in the wild pond near the city are red. "Late Spring" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The fragrance of lotus follows you when you sit and lie down, and the color of the lake reflects the morning and dusk.
Liu Changqing of the Tang Dynasty "Leaved a Inscription on the Peixi Water Hall of Li Ming Mansion" The hibiscus was born on the Qiu River and did not complain to the east wind. Hibiscus: another name for lotus. Dongfeng: spring breeze.
"Shang Shang Shi Lang" by Gao Chan of the Tang Dynasty The lotus is deep, the water is broad, and the rain is fragrant. Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu's "Hesheng Yu Baihuazhou" The early sun on the leaves is followed by the rain, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts the lotus one by one. Su Yu: refers to the overnight raindrops on the lotus leaves.
Qinghui: describes the lotus leaves as clean and round. Wind lotus lift: The morning breeze blows the lotus leaves and spreads them out on the water.
"Su Mu Zhe" by Zhou Bangyan of the Song Dynasty New lotuses on the stream have just emerged from the water, and the greenhouse is slightly red. "Linjiang Immortal" by Mi Youren in the Song Dynasty The lotus leaves are like clouds with constant fragrance, and the boat is swaying into Xiling. Xiling: Xixing Town, in today's Xiaoshan, Zhejiang.
"Miscellaneous Odes of Living on the Lake" by Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty: The willows on the garden wall are curved, and a light can be seen in the sky on the quiet mountain. The lotus leaves are fragrant like clouds, and the boat is swaying into Xiling.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are extremely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Sending Lin Zifang out of Jingzi Temple" Rouge Snow Slim is smoked in the water, and the emerald plate is high and glows in the night. Rouge Snow Slim: Description Lotus color with red and slightly white color. Chen Shui: Agarwood, used for boudoir fumigation.
Glow-in-the-dark: dewdrops reflecting moonlight roll on the lotus leaves. Refers to the water droplets rolling on the lotus leaf.
"Partridge Sky·Appreciating Lotus" by Jin Cai Songnian
Reference material: The egret Du Mu found in the Yahoo Knowledge Hall, dressed in snow, with snow-haired green jade beak, and a group of fish in the shadow of the stream . Flying away in shock, the green mountains are reflected in the distance, and a pear tree falls in the evening wind.
Farewell to Li Bai. They were having a wine fight at the edge of Wei City, and the old man was so drunk that he couldn’t sleep. There are thousands of pear blossoms, snow on the trees, and thousands of poplar leaves.
I poured out a pot of wine to say goodbye and gave a riding whip as a gift. Watch Jun Ying go up, the new moon should be full.
Qingming Festival Du Mu It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Quatrains by Monk Zhinan A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east side of the bridge. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
Encounter with Zhang Jiuling Orchid leaves are lush in spring, and sweet-scented osmanthus is bright and clear in autumn. Enjoy this business, it will be a festive season for you.
Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there. Plants and trees have their own intentions, so why ask for beautiful women to break them?
Watching the Moon on the Fifteenth Night Wang Jian The white trees in the courtyard are roosting with crows, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? Birdsong Stream Wang Wei People are idle, osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring sky is empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. Plum Blossoms by Lu You I heard the plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze, and snow piles filled the four mountains.
How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man? Plum Blossom by Wang Mian In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as drops of green.
No one can see the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Presented to Wang Lun by Li Bai Li Bai was about to travel in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s gift to me. The Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple by Bai Juyi The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms of the mountain temple begin to bloom.
I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn. Passing by my old friend's village Meng Haoran My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Let's hold a banquet and talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. Looking for the owner of Chrysanthemum Pond but not meeting him. Meng Haoran. When we arrived at Chrysanthemum Pond, the sun was already setting in the west of the village.
The master went up high, leaving the chickens and dogs at home. Ode to Zhuluo Mountain by Li Bai Xishi Yuexi girl came from Zhuluo Mountain.
The beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shame the jade face. Wear gauze and play with the clear water, and relax with the clear waves.
It is hard to open a letter with white teeth, and I am silent among the blue clouds. Gou Jian conquered the most beautiful people, and raised moths into Wuguan.
The Guanwa Palace is so dim and unreachable. Once the country is destroyed, the country will not be returned for a thousand years.
Leaving Jingci Temple at dawn Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. There are no lotus leaves touching the sky. 5. Osmanthus, chrysanthemum, lotus, poetry
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Modern Poetry·Mid-Autumn Osmanthus Fragrance Poetry/Huayang The sweet-scented osmanthus in August is always fragrant and fills my heart. But I am wandering at the lonely intersection. Tonight's bright moon shines with eternal brilliance. At the moment in my heart, I only feel tears overflowing with meditative thoughts. Life is like a song, life is like a dream, the days are light and the wind is clear. I raise my head and smile lightly, sending beautiful blessings. I smell a hint of fragrance and bring a halo. Tonight's osmanthus is accompanied by the bright moonlight. The beautiful chrysanthemum whose pistil blooms only for me for a lifetime~~ Daisy Daisy, so ordinary. There is a kind of beauty hidden in the ordinary, an indescribable beauty! It makes me sometimes envious and sometimes sad! I'm listening to music right now! in thoughts.
I turned into a wisp of wind.
Flying over the green country roads; Flying over the sea of ??yellow chrysanthemums; Flying over the world of mist and rain splashed with thick ink. Takes away the faint fragrance of chrysanthemum! The wind has stopped, and the fragrance of flowers is no longer in the air.
Leave a sad song that turns into melancholy lingering in my ears! I slowly closed my eyes with tears in my eyes! Sleeping quietly with a tired body and melancholy soul. I know.
.. The chrysanthemum in the dream will never wither, and will always exude its faint fragrance.
.. The Fragrance of Chrysanthemums (Zang Kejia) The scenery of the North, no wind or rain during the Double Ninth Festival. If you don’t go to the western mountains to see the red leaves, you will come to see the yellow leaves.
People lean against the sparse fence, the flowers are beside the palace wall, the city is decorated with red curtains, and the gate tower looks up to the sky. Borrowing the fragrance, I only enjoy it alone, thinking about the flying geese flying to the end of the world.
There is no need to hold a bowl of wine, and it is particularly delicious to recite good verses silently. The figure is thin and energetic, with his head raised to the east. Lotus Lotus The charming figure of the lotus fills the clear pond filled with water.
The drops of water someone lifts up are a symphony of loneliness. The bright red flower tent hides a childish and changeable heart, a hypocritical and complicated heart, a helpless and panicked heart, which is the pale blue lotus heart buried in the lotus pod.
When a person was young, he once saw the silver of water drops and the gold of sunshine. This heart is so strange. But people don't know that she also had such silence, such mood, and such scenery later on.
What fills the clear pond is the panicked echo of the passing lotus. The water droplets lifted up from a person's childhood are allegorical about the later scenery.
The Silence of the Lotus I am standing quietly on the water, my dearest partner is standing beside me. The occasional strong wind ripples the layers of happiness and pain at the same time, entering my heart to face the coming of filth. I closed my eyes because there is a kind of holiness called inviolability, straighten my spine, even if there will be a storm tonight, it will be my baptism before blooming. For tomorrow, I, keep, keep, remain silent, in the afterglow of the thought of Silent Lotus, she has entered middle age. , still so superstitious about the beauty of this lotus pond, I want to kneel down, thinking about love that has been dead for a long time, thinking about the first troubles of love, thinking about the last toy in the West, and the narcissus is also thirsty for a dead cicada on Byron's grave. The crows are quarreling. The war will not stop because Hemingway is not here. There are still people who like to write diaries in this kind of firelight. Nihility has become a popular cancer. When dusk comes, many souls bid farewell to the body. Mine refuses to travel far. I am willing to accompany every flower here. The lotus guards the small thousand worlds, guarding the mystery because the east is far away and the east is very close. If there is God in my heart, then the lotus will form a seat. The lotus is stacked like a taino, the leaves are in the field, and the lotus is graceful. You may imagine that the beauty is in it, and God is above me. On its side, I am in the middle, I am a dragonfly. There is dust in the wind and the smell of gunpowder. Need to wipe tears from my eyes.