One night, the new frost hit the tile lightly and the banana collapsed.
Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn.
Tang Yuanzhen's chrysanthemum
In autumn, the bushes, like Taoist priests, are more and more inclined around the fence.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Tao Jin Yuanming's Book of the Republic of China;
Fragrant chrysanthemums are in full bloom in Lin Yao, pine trees and Guanyan line.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost.
Qi's Evening Incense Pavilion;
Don't be afraid of wind and frost, until late autumn, the flowers have withered alone.
There are three paths of moss in the old nursery, and the Double Ninth Festival is celebrated.
Autumn is boundless, people want to get drunk, and cold incense ignores the butterfly prophet.
Shan Weng read the arrival of night alone, sitting on the You Xuan and reading every poem.
Wang Jin-Shu Zhi's Blue Queming;
Orchids bloom in spring and chrysanthemums flourish in autumn. Aromatic smoked herbs,
Colorful and dazzling. Which fragrance, the more secluded, the more fragrant.
2. Praise the tenacious ancient poem Tang Du Fu's "Nine Days in Yun 'an": the cold flowers are exhausted and the chrysanthemums are full of branches.
Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed. Tang Bai Juyi's "Chanting Chrysanthemum"; One night, the new frost hit the tile lightly and the banana collapsed.
Only the East Hedgehog Chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is just dawn. The real Chrysanthemum in Tang and Yuan Dynasties, like the Taoist priest in autumn, tends to fence more and more.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Su Songshi's "Zhao Chang Lengju": light muscles and weak bones scattered flowers, Jin Ruihui.
Want to know the medicine to delay aging, let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend. Song Zhu Shuzhen's Chrysanthemum: The local flowers can be white or red, and you can still love this work at night.
I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind. Jin Yuanhao asked "Ode to October Chrysanthemum": Chou-heung was originally a poet's poem, and in the evening, it spread to everyone.
If it weren't for the west wind to keep guests, the plum blossom would have declined for a long time. Chen Yi's Autumn Chrysanthemum: Autumn Chrysanthemum can make Ao Shuang, wind and frost all evil.
This property is cold-resistant. What can I do if it is weathered?
3. Poems describing the indomitable spirit of the grass. When you post some poems online, you can choose according to your composition needs: Chen Shuzhen's chrysanthemums can be white or red, and you can especially love this work when you are old.
I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind. I am not afraid of being smashed to pieces, but I leave my innocence in the world.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history. A glorious death is better than a shameful life.
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. Thousands of grinders set the tripod to repel the calcium water boat, which is still strong and windy in the southeast and northwest.
-"Bamboo Stone", Zheng Xie, with pine trees at the bottom of the shady ravine, leaving seedlings on the mountain, one inch in diameter and a hundred feet in shade. (Jin Taikang Zuo Si) There is a pine tree, which is as big as 100 feet and circles around 10. It was born at the bottom of a ravine, cold and humble.
(Tang Bai Juyi) The heavy snow presses the pines and cypresses, and the pines and cypresses are tall and straight. (Rola Chen) It is not the rain that makes the moss slippery, but the wind that makes the songs sound.
(Tang Hanshanzi) The wind in the pine gate sweeps itself, but the snow in the waterfall is hard to disappear. (Tang Huangfu Zeng) Songtao is dark, and Luxiling is dawn.
(Don Xu Hun) Monks are cold on the rocks between pines, and streams rush at midnight. (Don Lu Guimeng) Through the double swords of juniper and around the five peaks of the palace.
(Song, Xia and Song) The wind is blowing, and the green, wet and fragrant waves are curling up. (Su Song Shi) The two corridors are full of colors, and the sound of nine miles is loose.
(Song Hongshi) It should be guarded by a mountain god. As soon as the wind relaxed, it swept away the dust.
(Turquoise is too Zhang) Slightly sings the sea, the moon is bright and the rock is sweet, and there is no wind in the long laugh. (Song Hesun) On the side of the sinking boat, Qian Fan crossed, before the sick tree, Wan Muchun crossed.
(Don Liu Yuxi) There is also a song praising grass: wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high (Bai Juyi's Farewell to the Ancient Grassland).