Chapter 1: Poems praising chrysanthemum's character When you fight for spring and beauty,
I am silent.
When summer flowers are elegant.
I continue to be silent.
Like the autumn wind sweeping away leaves-(of great power) sweeping away rotten things.
The flowers withered.
they
I will never show my arrogance again.
solipsism
Lift the strength of your feet above your head.
Make a blockbuster, shine brilliantly
at present
Have your thoughts been drunk in distant dreams?
feel
Love of the earth, warmth of the world.
Wake up.
In the ever-changing years
As long as you have a plan and dare to show your sword.
Happiness belongs to you.
Chapter two: In a poem praising the character of chrysanthemum, there is nothing more generous than chrysanthemum.
Open one flap after another.
Ornaments like porcelain.
Crab claws or crack lines, like one.
Fission of metaphor
The petals come out layer by layer.
Like waves.
Put away the shadow of water again and again.
An irresistible plot
It's a little leaking, the color of running.
Open the heart of autumn
It doesn't care whether things stretch or contract.
But hug yourself tightly.
It doesn't care about yellow, white and red.
Occupy the eyes of passers-by
But try to restrain autumn.
The third chapter: Poems praising chrysanthemum's character are waiting for severe frost.
Waiting for the autumn wind
A heavy snow is expected.
Test your strong bones.
I dare not write poems for you.
Afraid of falling in love with you from now on
From The Book of Songs to Qu Yuan
From Tao Yuanming to Du Fu
Many poets from Huang Chao to Su Dongpo.
Heartbroken for you
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely
If I were Di Qing in another year, I would report to Taohua.
Autumn frost makes chrysanthemums, and writing sunset clouds is not all romantic.
What a beautiful poem
I can't write such a poem.
Let the fairy crown you with a phoenix.
Let Cai Yun pour you a glass of Chardonnay.
Invite sunset to give you rouge.
Please ask Meihua to put lipstick on you.
I will draw the arch eyebrows for you myself.
Bow down to the Buddha
If not in this life, be my bride in the next life.
Chapter four: the prosperity of chrysanthemum-chanting poems.
Birds go to hide.
You appeared quietly.
Bloom calmly
Weixiang
Flowering is just a kind of
A simple wish
Nappa
The weather is uncertain.
Butterflies will not come to join us.
bitter taste
Reflect the hardships of flower opening
Slightly thin face
This barren land is dotted with thousands of trees and leaves.
Self-poetic prose
Praise your spine.
I don't know how you feel
Who can understand?
Cold wind and drizzle
Repeatedly exposed to wind and rain
Repeatedly
Black frost floats at night.
Who else is like you?
suffer hardships
Realize one's ideal