"Ode to Osmanthus in Chenshan Temple" Qing Dynasty Yang Wanli dreamed of riding a white phoenix up into the blue sky, crossing the Milky Way into the Moon Palace. Living in the world of vast cold fragrance, I felt the wind of osmanthus outside the curtain. "Ode to Osmanthus" Liu Yiyun is not Wu Gang The woodcutter is outside the sky, and the west wind falls and shatters the Qiong Yao. The incense blows through the moonlight, and the brocade is woven across the clouds across the bridge. Tears are like golden white dew in autumn, and the soul is divided into jade and Yuanxiao at the beginning of spring. Bing Xin feels that the two are perfect, and I wish that the world will be less lonely. "Huanxi Sand" Song·Mao Jue's green jade branch has a drop of yellow, and the dream soul is fragrant in the green gauze tent. The morning breeze and the moon are walking in the new coolness, leaning against the painting railing to chant Li He. Smiling and holding the jade ax and hating Wu Gang, Su'e will not marry. Who puts on the makeup. "Ode to the Osmanthus Blossoms in Step Rhymes" The beautiful eyebrows are desolate and the smoke is in the west of the moon. The stream flows around the autumn leaves. They are like folded silk ribbons, the wind is thin and fragrant, and a bunch of cloud skin. In the deep night, the dew drops from a thousand gold cups, who can mend the old clothes? .The smoker is cold, it’s time to make a good appointment, and I’m dreaming about the gauze curtain. "Ode to Osmanthus" by Yin Yuqian The green leaves compete with the wind to cover the delicate fragrance. The scent of the flowers is astonishing, and the dew is light yellow. Pedestrians look back to the surrounding fields, not looking at the appearance and smelling the autumn fragrance. "Rock Osmanthus" During the Song Dynasty, millet jade sticks to thin branches, and the leaves are neatly cut by blue clouds. Under the rocks are osmanthus, and on the surface are rhinoceros among the trees. The wind in the river trees is bleak, and the garden flowers are miserable. If the thick smoke is not like this, how can it comfort the secluded dwelling. "Breaking through the Huanxi Sand" Song Dynasty ·Li Qingzhao kneaded the gold into thousands of pieces and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. His demeanor and spirit were like Yanfu, so vivid. The pistils of plum blossoms are heavy, why are they vulgar, and the lilacs are knotted with a thousand knots and are rough and rough. It is filled with sorrow and dreams of thousands of miles, but it is ruthless. "Partridge Sky" Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty has a dark and light yellow body and a soft nature, and the traces of love are far away, only the fragrance remains. Why does it need to be light green and deep red, it is naturally the best among flowers. The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the opening of the painting railing is crowned Mid-Autumn Festival. It's ruthless to think about why things didn't work that year. "Muxi" Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty is good at suppressing the west wind and is good at all the fragrances. The autumn scenery is very busy for Yi. A light branch is stored under the book window, and people and flowers are fragrant. When the moon is full, the flowers are in good condition, and the flowers will be blooming. After the month is gone, the moon is still waning. It should be noted that the things in heaven and earth are not blessed with Qingqiu at this time.