What are the poems praising roses?

NO.1 The Southern and Northern Dynasties·Xie Tiao

〖Ode to the Rose〗 The Southern and Northern Dynasties·Xie Tiao

The low trees are full of leaves, and the light fragrance increases. The calyx was first collected here, and the remainder is still red.

New flowers face the day, and old pistils follow the wind. Who would be willing to look forward to a microcosm if everything is uneven?

NO.2 Poems about Roses〗Northern and Southern Dynasties·Jiang Hong

 Poems about Roses〗Southern and Northern Dynasties·Jiang Hong

When the household is full of roses, the branches and leaves are so lush . If the fragrance is not shaken, it will be in chaos, and if there is no wind, the flowers will fly by themselves.

The spring boudoir cannot be quiet, so she opens the box to the concubine Ming. The curved pool is floating and lined with sloping banks.

Sometimes you hear a good sound and return home with mud in your hands. And for the clear wine, let the rest be right and wrong

NO.3〖Rose〗 Zhu Qingyu of the Tang Dynasty

〖Rose〗 Zhu Qingyu of the Tang Dynasty

Dense vertical strips around the frame , Floating Yin enters Xia Qing. Green is a bruised hand thorn, red is a broken heart.

The pink bees are greasy, and the light-condensed butterfly wings are bright. It’s good to see the rain, but it’s sunny again

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Go live and watch the idle people, the clear sky will bring butterflies from afar. The peonies faded into the dust a few days ago

NO.5〖Rose Flower〗 Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

〖Rose Flower〗 Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Duoduo Spirit The leaves are soft and the fragrance of rain is intoxicating.

The Shijia Brocade Tent is still there? Leisurely leaning on the strong wind that does not stop at night.

Mother Yaochi suns fairy valerian.

The spring breeze in the evening is eye-catching, and the brilliant colors of Shu Ji are unclear.

The fragrance of the young master's pavilion touches people, and the flowers are wet and dull.

Ziluo Xizi should be jealous when he sees it, and the scenery will be renewed every year.

. If there is no fiber and bone, it must be thin when picked.

NO.8〖Yellow Rose〗 Zhang Zhongying of the Qing Dynasty

〖Yellow Rose〗 Zhang Zhongying of the Qing Dynasty

Get rose seeds and learn Taoism in new makeup. The spring breeze is blooming here, and it seems to be disgusting with the flowers.

The bamboo supports the dew, and the wall blocks the sunset. The long strip asserts itself, with a few flowers in it.

NO.9 〖Rose Cave〗 Ming·Gu Li

〖Rose Cave〗 Ming·Gu Li

A hundred feet of rose branches twine into the bridal chamber. The dense leaves are green and the curtains are heavy, and the flowers are red and brocaded.

Facing the jade game of chess, I sent Zhu Xiachang. The fragrant clouds fall off the clothes, but the lingering fragrance remains in January

Gaoyangyang Zhang Yan, Song Dynasty

The orioles pick up the leaves from the nest, the flat waves roll up the catkins, and the broken bridge returns to the boat in the slanting sun.

I can travel several times and see the flowers again next year.

The east wind accompanies the rose, but when it comes to the rose, spring is already pitiful.

More sad.

Thousands of green in Xiling, a wisp of desolate smoke.

In those days, the swallows knew where it was, but the moss was deep and the grass was dark and the river was dark.

Seeing and talking about new sorrows, now I am also at the gull's side.

I have no intention of continuing my dream of playing music and singing, hiding behind the heavy door and sleeping lightly drunk.

Don’t open the curtains. Afraid of seeing flying flowers, afraid of hearing cuckoos.