Ask for 40 poems about cherry blossoms.
Poems about "Newly planted red cherry trees in the small garden, leisurely walking around the branches for lunch". The cherry blossoms fly by, and the wind blows and the moon fades. The so-called one person, where to go? Who is more loyal than the cherry blossoms, will return to his roots to pay homage to Zhenzong. Sakura-Singing clouds accompany you, and the flavor of the flower is in your heart. The new rhyme arises from poetry, and you can follow your heart without daring to carry it. Su Manshu's Qijue·Poetry of Skills In the spring rain, the eight-foot flute is played at the head of the building. When will I return to watch the tide in Zhejiang? No one recognizes the empty shoes and broken bowls, which bridge of cherry blossoms I have crossed. Su Manshu, Cherry Blossoms Fall. On the tenth day, the cherry blossoms bloom as intended. How can I cherish the beauty of falling flowers a thousand times a day? Yesterday, the wind and rain brought disaster. Who can express this sorrow to man and heaven? I can't bear to see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, and my tears will drop into the deep cup. Passionate memories of his years linger, and an inch of spring heart has long since turned gray. Breaking through the sand of Huanxi·Praise to the Yinghua In winter, the cold weather makes me sleepless, and once the spring rain washes away the dust smoke. The warm wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom, making everyone intoxicated. The bright red color is like a brocade, and the fragrance is light and charming. Where are the flowers in my dream, Mt. Fuji! The cherry blossoms bloom on the tenth day, how can I go back and forth with the flowers? The wind and rain brought disaster yesterday, who can express condolences to man and heaven? I can't bear to see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, and I won't drop my clear tears into my cup. Passionate memories of his years linger, an inch of spring heart has long since died. Where mourning kites are urgently managed, cherry blossoms will always hang on the banks of the Yangtze River. Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty. The beauty of the Han Dynasty is reflected in the sun, and the devil is dancing in the wind. When spring comes, no one will see melancholy. How can I feel sorry for you after being drunk? Sitting opposite the famous flowers, they should laugh at me. The customs of Lou Bang are like those of Dongpo. The charming smile charms the east wall, but the charming charm finally defeats Begonia. The color is not sparse, the wind is full of fragrance. The garden opens up pictures every day, and the silk pipe expresses feelings in the sunshine. Weirdly, he has been drunk recently, looking like a young man. The veins are light and cloudy and the soft dust is pressing, and the leisurely sorrow gradually makes the branches new. The cold food of the Qingming Festival is amazing at the beginning, but the plums and peaches are not the spring. When you are drunk, you are in a dream, and your makeup is written all over your body. Ting Xiji touched the current affairs of the year and mistakenly recognized Donghua's peerless people. Seeing the branches blooming everywhere, the time is flying and the sea is just in March, and the east wind is drunk again. The flowers are full of clouds and collect the dusk rain, and the sound of waves urges the day and sends light thunder. The Taoist stares into the sky with his eyes wide open, but he is no longer as talented as he was at that time. Su Manshu The Cherry Blossoms Fall Every day, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. How can I go around the flowers a thousand times a day? The wind and rain have brought disaster recently, who can express this sorrow to man and heaven? When people see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, they will drop their clear tears into the deep cup. I recall his years with affection, but every inch of my spring heart has already turned gray. The new red cherry tree is planted in the campus, and you can hang around the branches and enjoy the leisure time. The sun shines brightly across the country, and the wind dances against the devil. Who can see melancholy when spring comes? How can I feel sorry for you after being drunk? Sitting in front of the famous flowers, you should laugh at me, and the customs of the humble gang are like Dongpo. The beauty is as charming as the smile on the east wall, and the charm is as beautiful as Begonia. The color is full of dirt and grease, and the wind is fragrant. The garden opens up pictures every day, and the silk pipes take advantage of the sunshine. Weirdly, he has been drunk recently, looking like a young man. Su Manshu Cherry Blossom Fall On the tenth day, the cherry blossoms bloom intentionally. How can I go around the flowers a thousand times a day? The wind and rain last night brought bad luck to each other. Who can express this sorrow to man and heaven? When people see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, tears will drop in their hearts. Passionate memories of the past year, an inch of spring heart has long been gray. Huang Jigang Viewing Cherry Blossoms on Xiangdao The spring breeze is blown by the wide embankment, and the flowers are blooming again. The elixir reflects the brilliance of the sun, charming everyone here. The fairy clouds are ethereal, and the road construction is clear. The guest's heart is afraid of clouds, and the rain and spring linger. The lights are dim and the waves are lingering. How can I say that I am happy in a moment, but I am thinking about sorrow when I turn over my order. Therefore, there is so much beauty in the sky, why should we live in it? Deng (Pu) Erya Yinghua Yesterday the snow was like flowers. Today the flowers are like snow. Mountain cherry blossoms are like beauties, beauty fades easily. Yu Hua's Poetry on Miscellaneous Things in Tokyo The man in the painting of the mysterious building under the tree is a gold hairpin in the drunken spring. The shadow of the car is hurried away, and the cherry blossoms are everywhere. Wanjiajing is covered with green poplar smoke. Cherry blossoms bloom in spring in April. Ten miles along the Sumida River, I watched the flowers and boats in the spring breeze and drizzle. (There is a dike on the Sumida River ten miles long, full of cherries. When the flowers are in bloom, there are people entering the market, and the road is blocked. She is a weak woman, afraid of falling, so she buys a boat under the dike and walks up the bank to watch.) Lu Zhenbai Yinghua is adjacent to the east. Beautiful woman, elegant and extraordinary. Surrounded by layers of pearls, there are clusters of brocades. The beauty of the peach and plum blossoms is comparable to each other, and they are fighting for the east wind. As if the calyx is green and flowery, the clever steps are fragrant. The mist is flickering, and the divine light suddenly comes and goes. This year the flowers are more abundant, lighting up the sea and the morning sun. There is Zhitian in the world, but it is better than Pengshanqu. Thousands of miles away, there are fairy trees, and the weak water is full of green. Let’s take a look at Fan Shuhan’s six poems about cherry blossoms...Full text of Yu Xia >> I am looking for a paragraph describing the falling cherry blossoms in the sky. It should be longer and more beautiful. It should not be sad or ancient poetry. I have experience in writing. 5 points for the best originality
The petals as white as snow are flying in the air, and the falling cherry blossoms fall quietly after dancing to the end of their song, which is beautiful and sad. The falling cherry blossoms are like flying butterflies, struggling to fly away from the branches.
The pure white cherry blossoms dance in the wind, like falling snowflakes, and the unique faint fragrance of Far Eastern cherry blossoms floats in the air, making people feel happy. A breeze blew up, bringing with it the intoxicating fragrance of unknown flowers from afar, but also took the cherry blossoms on the branches away from the branches. Countless Hai petals fluttered in the wind, like pink gauze floating in the wind. One can't help but suspect that one is in a dream. The flying cherry blossoms are the most beautiful moment and the last glory. The bright moon hung on the treetops, casting a veil-like moonlight over the two people embracing each other in the cherry blossom forest. The blooming cherry blossoms flew down one after another, like dancing spirits, untainted by the hustle and bustle of the world. The white cherry blossoms are like white butterflies, struggling to fly away from the branches, flying in the air, dancing happily at the end of their lives, seeming to be telling someone their sadness. In romantic spring, the bright cherry blossoms are in full bloom on the branches. The breeze blows, and the white petals dance with the wind and then fall leisurely. The ground is scattered with white petals. When the wind blows, the cherry blossoms are flying all over the sky, like a dream. , Falling beautifully, but also so sad, gorgeous, heartbreakingly beautiful, falling flowers like tears, who are you feeling sad for? For whom to cry? Looking for poems about praising falling cherry blossoms (that is, falling cherry blossoms)
Cherry blossoms do not originate from Japan. They were cultivated in China more than 2,000 years ago. The world-famous cherry blossom is the national flower of Japan. Many people therefore think that cherry blossoms come from Japan. In fact, there are records of planting and appreciating cherry blossoms in our country very early. "A new red maple tree is planted in the small garden, and you can take a leisurely stroll around the flower branches." ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty (772-846 AD) Wherever the mourning kites are rushed, the cherry blossoms will always hang on the banks. How long will the cherry blossoms last? The willows, green and pink will be unknown. Don't ask about Fangfei Festival, the storm in my hometown is miserable. ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty (812 AD-858 AD) In ??the spring rain, when the eight flutes are played on the head of the building, when will I return to see the tide in Zhejiang? No one knows about the worn shoes and broken bowl, which bridge of cherry blossoms I have crossed. ——Su Manshu of the Modern Dynasty. A gift to the singer. Floating. Each word brings a new sound, a bead, turning the throat is suspected of hitting coral. When listening, there is a sound in the sitting part, but after singing, there is no sound in the cherry blossom leaves. Han Pu disdainfully heard that it was useless to wear it, and Lin Qiong used it in vain. A man who has to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband. ——Tang Xue Neng Xue Neng. (817 AD -?) The cherry blossoms are beautiful when they are stirring, and the algae are fragrant. The leaves have not yet opened, and the red flowers are already glowing.
——During the Southern Song Dynasty, Wang Sengda (423 AD - 458 AD). In "Ode to the Capital of Shu" written by Yang Xiong, a master of Western Han poetry and poetry, there is "The flowers are decorated with cherry blossoms and plum blossoms, and the trees are made of magnolias." —— Yang Xiong of the Western Han Dynasty (58 BC) Year - 18 AD) Reference information: tieba.baidu/f?kz=94476112 Label: Composition classics Previous article: Idioms about turtles running Idioms about three turtles Next article: Sentences about pretending to be happy Pretend to pretend Sentence