Poems about "plants" are:
When the rain hits the pear, it closes the door, forgetting youth and missing it. -Tang Yin's Pruning Plums, Rain and Pear Flowers.
Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. -Su Shi's Spring Night, Spring Night is worth a thousand dollars in a flash.
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"
Accompanied by leaves and autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams. -Xu Zaisi's "Water Fairy Night Rain"
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"
Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. -Li Yu's Meeting Lin Huan, Flower Shed and Spring Red.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei Yi in the Mountain Garden"
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -Zhinan's "Jueju"
Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Go to Xiaolou"
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. -Lu You's "Chai Feng Hong Crisp Hands"
It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to blow it into the north wind. -Zheng Sixiao's "Painting Chrysanthemums"
Waiting for the autumn of the eighth day of the ninth lunar month —— Huang Chao's The Last Happiness.
Peach blossoms are in full bloom, colorful and fiery red. -Anonymous "Yao Tao"
The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green. -Jie Jiang's "A piece of plum, a boat crossing the Wujiang River"
How can plum blossom fragrance be without biting cold? -Ode to the Opening Ceremony by Master Huang Berui
There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. -Lu Kai's Poems for Ye Fan
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. -Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
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