The most famous ancient poems about ginkgo are as follows:
1. The apricots are planted as beams, the lemongrass is knotted into a sky, and the clouds in the building are not known, so they are like rain on earth. (Wang Wei)
2. The duck's feet are half-ripe and still green, and the gauze bag is sent to Jiangling City. In Hanlin's house, a wealthy residence in the city, the breeze and the bright moon blew the curtains and the sheng. The delicate jade and snowy wrists shine brightly, and the rotten silver shell shines through the broken glass. (Zhang Wuwu)
3. Dark gray and light fire are slightly opposite, and the slight bitterness and sweetness are the highest. A chicken head may not be as good as a duck's feet, but ginkgo and golden peaches may be better. (Yang Wanli)
4. The ground turned yellow with ginkgo leaves, and the success suddenly shocked the world. (Ge Shao style)
5. There is not much charm and grace, so you can be a slave if you respect me. Who can pity me who lives in the rivers and lakes, whose jade bones and ice muscles refuse to wither? (Li Qingzhao)
6. Coca does not count the number of people around it, its leaves are lush, its branches are green and its shade is lush. Reading about the vicissitudes of the world is like an illusion, and the memory of the founding of the mountain is vague. (Qianlong)
7. The leaves of duck feet are green and the ginkgo is fat, and the dream of a pair of doves lasts for a long time. No one comes to the day long courtyard, and no one knows whether it is raining or sunny. (Hu Kui)
8. There is a ginkgo rain on the short wall, and a magnolia breeze on the high pavilion. (Nalan Xingde)
9. There are ginkgo biloba trees in front of Tianshi Cave, listing the 180 scenic spots in Qingcheng. (Li Shanji)
10. The plum blossoms in the cold snow are gone, and the spring breeze returns from the willows. A hundred years have passed, and the blessed land lies in Chunhui. Looking in front of the Baiyu Hall, one can see the ginkgo tree perching under it.
(Anonymous)