"Remember the third day in the south of the city, kapok falls and Erythrina blooms"-Dongpo, Su Song
"A few trees are red for a long time, and the clouds are kapok." -Liu Kezhuang in Southern Song Dynasty
"Ten-foot coral is kapok, and the flowers are red, which is fresher than the morning glow." -Qu Dajun in the early Qing Dynasty
"Yue river in February and March, thousands of trees Zhu Huakai. It is like the sea at sunrise on the 10th day of Yao Dynasty, and it is also like the high platform of Wei Palace. When the bell rises like a knight, the Xiong Xing with red petals has horns. He is a hero with a big beard and face. " -Ming? Qu Dajun's Song of Ancient Kapok in Nanhai Temple
2. Poems about Kapok Trees Mr. Tian Han visited Birds of Paradise in March 1962, leaving a well-known poem "You Birds of Paradise": "In the past 300 years, there have been thousands of pairs of birds in the banyan tree. Only kapok trees can stand side by side, and the new branches are stronger than the old ones. The crane can sleep on the bed of the crane, and it is difficult to get through. Kapok tree I am a kapok tree that blooms first and then grows leaves. I saved a winter's passion and burned it so enthusiastically. Red kapok tree and kapok tree.
I am a tall kapok tree.
You are a red kapok
I am your strong mountain.
You are the rosy clouds shining on my coat.
I will meet the wind, frost, rain and snow for you.
I stand in the bright sunshine for you.
I stretched out my arrogant arm.
Show your beauty perfectly
Let a thousand flowers and a thousand trees blossom.
Look up to the brilliance of your life.
I dedicate everything I have to you.
Carefully feed your beautiful elegance.
You only gave me a moment's dependence
Then leave in a hurry.
Don't leave me anything.
Let's go.
I am still a kapok tree.
You're still kapok
You found my shoulder.
Give full play to your ideal glory and be ambitious.
The way I look at you.
Hold me tight.
Let me ask you one more time.
Let's be together forever, shall we?
Just for your more charming charm.
I don't want you to give it to me.
Even a little reward.
3. About: Kapok's poems, the smell of earth and the smell of grass.
day by day
You have grown up.
You are not the grass you used to be. They laugh at your weakness.
You are a kapok.
Slim and graceful, fluttering in the wind
Finally, you blossomed.
Elegant fragrance
Look up at the grass
The smell of big trees
People's cheers and admiration
Flower of heroes
sublime
Even if one day you fall to the ground.
It will also shed thousands of glory.
You are old after all.
Your body melts in the soil.
In a deep sleep
You gather strength, so calm.
Wake up from a dream again
With the sound of grass sprouting
You stick your head out and feel relieved.
This scene looks familiar.
4. The poem about cotton is about cotton-contemporary: Heshui Zuo is not reluctantly listed as a summer flower, but she is clean and beautiful.
Give up children's ambitions in winter, and snow and ice warm Qian Qian in winter. Cotton-Modern Poet: Flowers in leaves are not praised, but flowers smell in Dont Ask For Help.
Just send flowers for warmth, just make clothes with flowers. Ode to Cotton —— Zhang Zhizhen can weave and spin, but it is better than silk.
Flowers bloom like snow, and cotton picking is more picturesque. Natural environmental protection helps others, and cotton wool warms the world.
In the cotton fields of Xinjiang in North China, Woye is full of wonderful flowers. "Cotton and solar terms"-Wu Guangshen Qingming Grain Rain is closely linked, and cotton is planted in the northwest; Long summer, small man and light fertilization, raising cotton fields in Miao Zhuang; Mangxia is even diligent in topdressing in summer to promote the appearance of flowers and bells; Beginning of autumn is the summer harvest season. Picking the goods back to the warehouse will make you smile.
5. Ask for a poem about kapok. The new silk coat is full of feelings and chanting.
Tang Bai Juyi
A new coat with a beautiful appearance like water ripples, the fabric is soft, warm and light.
Sitting in the sun in the morning and walking in the snow at night.
There is endless bitterness in the robe, and it is said that kapok is cold.
Friends' banquets are held at night, and they lie down and sleep peacefully in the morning.
The people are hopelessly cold and too warm to be cared for.
My heart will remember the hardships of farmers' farming, as if I heard the cold of hunger and cold.
Let Daegu grow and build Luoyang City with you?
Bamboo branch
Tang huangfusong
Betel nut flowers sing, male flies and female flies.
Kapok hangs low, and flowers are waiting for Lang to return.
Lotus is single-minded, and flowers should be worn when they invade the eyes.
In the banquet, the candle is red with tears, and the acacia peach stone is the same.
It's much harder to chop lotus seeds when the wind blows and waves cut.
Peach blossom at the top of the mountain, apricot blossom at the bottom of the valley, two flowers set each other off gracefully.
plum
Don
Crimson yarn disciples are silent, and there are always fewer beauties in the mirror.
Today, I am singing and dancing, and kapok is flying warmly.
Four Summer Poems in Yantai
Don
The rain curtain in the front pavilion is not sad, and the trees in the back hall are shaded.
The scenery in Shicheng is yellow, and it is empty at midnight.
The silk fan calls the wind into the sky, and the light curtain is blue and deep.
The soul of Shu is alone, and kapok blooms for several nights.
A picture of Guigong is hard to find, and Yan Xunlan is earnest.
I taught Han Yin to throw himself into his arms, but I didn't send Xing Fei to come and go.
What is the source of turbid water and clear waves? The river is clear and the Yellow River is turbid.
Andrew lifted his skirt in the mist and took a cloud chariot to call Taijun.
Golden Luqu/He Xinlang
Liu Song Chenweng
Leaves are jumping in the rain. Children, draw a radial lift. The wind was high last night, and the oriole looked down at the world. But the earth shook and the tide rose like a drum. Green grass on the balcony of the bamboo pavilion, asking whether the kapok guest's soul will return. Crying dew, temple bell language. Dreams are like bitter spirits. Sighing and drifting, the previous degree is not the same, bright and heavy. My eyes are full of no one, and I forget the sorrow of the king. Drunk and black. The misty Maoling is quiet and the night is still in Chu. It will take a long time to collect qingliu.
6. What are the poems about "cotton"-Zhang Zhizhen?
Can weave and spin, but can beat silk and hemp.
Flowers bloom like snow, and cotton picking is more picturesque.
Natural environmental protection helps others, and cotton wool warms the world.
In the cotton fields of Xinjiang in North China, Woye is full of wonderful flowers.
Cotton and solar terms-Wu Guangshen
Qingming Grain Rain is closely linked, and cotton is planted in the northwest;
Long summer, small man and light fertilization, raising cotton fields in Miao Zhuang;
Mangxia is even diligent in topdressing in summer to promote the appearance of flowers and bells;
Beginning of autumn is the summer harvest season. Picking the goods back to the warehouse will make you smile.
Ode to Cotton-Heshui Zuo
I don't like being listed as a summer flower, but I am clean and beautiful.
Give up children's ambitions in winter, and snow and ice warm Qian Qian in winter.
Cotton Ye Hua gan
Flowers bloom without praise, and Dont Ask For Help smells fragrant.
Just send flowers for warmth, just make clothes with flowers.
Cotton and solar terms-Wu Guangshen
Qingming Grain Rain is closely linked, and cotton is planted in the northwest;
Long summer, small man and light fertilization, raising cotton fields in Miao Zhuang;
Mangxia is even diligent in topdressing in summer to promote the appearance of flowers and bells;
Beginning of autumn is the summer harvest season. Picking the goods back to the warehouse will make you smile.
7. Poems about Cotton Trees The old crow holds the fly ash of meat paper, and Wan Li Jiashan is at home.
Xanthium sibiricum is too white, and Degong belongs to the foot of Lumeng Mountain.
Youning was going to provide for the aged after all, but Wang Shi didn't come at that time.
I remember that on the third day south of the city, kapok fell and Erythrina opened.
The rainy and cold song Yang Wanli on March 10th.
To whom does Yao Huang owe her prestige? There are no plums and cherries.
South, middle and spring are different, with kapok all over the city.
Chen qinggong's voice in kapok song
On the day of crossing the river in February and March, thousands of trees bloom.
It's like Yao shooting at the sea on the 10th, more like the Wei Palace high platform surrounded by tens of thousands of torches.
Cover it like a bell, like a knight, and Xiong Xing with red petals has horns.
How can a good hero with a thick beard and a big face fall down with a high crown!
Later, Liu Tang became famous, while peaches and apricots were ashamed and frivolous.
Judy Sinatra, who owns this flower?
Nesting birds must produce Chu, and falling flowers must turn into coral trees.
During the five ridges year after year, northerners couldn't see Zhu Yan.
I want to fly to the world, but I don't want to be cold.
Fusang has been destroyed for a long time, and this flower celebrates the sunrise alone.