Poem about Rhododendron thyme 1. Poems of Rhododendron in Baili, Qianxi
Random thoughts on the travel of Rhododendron thyme
Three poems
Text: money
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Thyme rhododendron flowers are full of spring, if the clouds are drunk with the spring breeze;
This scene should only be in the sky, but I am in full bloom.
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Rhododendrons make up the spring breeze, and the trees are full of colorful flowers.
The goddess of mending heaven was a little careless, and her daughter was scattered in the mountains.
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It's really strange to see thousands of peaks overlapping and hidden under the golden treasure;
Beautiful azaleas are like the sea, different mountains, and fragrant everywhere.
Beyond a song
After the rain, the mountains in western Guizhou are the greenest, and the green hills are clustered in the clouds;
I clearly saw the top of Qingshan, and the car went up on the top of Qingshan.
2. A famous poem about azaleas
1. A letter to Wei Shi Li in Tang Dynasty
Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.
The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields.
I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
Wanhe ancient trees are towering, and cuckoos crow in the depths of Qian Shan.
The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and hundreds of springs are flowing at the top of the trees.
Women in China have worked hard to pay taxes on weaving, while Pakistanis have fought for less lawsuits.
I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements and make efforts to repay the sages.
2. "Look at Xuancheng/Zigui Rhododendron" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.
One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.
I have seen rhododendrons in Shu and rhododendrons in Xuancheng.
Once a cuckoo cries, my tears flow once and my heart is broken. Spring is bright in March, and I always talk about the No.3 bus in my hometown.
3. Li He's Song of Picking a Jade Girl in the Tang Dynasty
Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step.
I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.
The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears.
The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.
The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring.
The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.
Migrant workers are constantly picking jade. What they want to pick is precious water. It's just carved on ladies' jewelry to dress up ladies.
The old man was hungry and cold to pick jade, which made the dragon in the water feel sad. The blue stream has also become turbid.
On the wild mountain in the dark, the old man had to eat hazelnuts. Cuckoo groaned and cried blood, just like the old man's sad tears.
The deep and dangerous blue stream devoured many jade miners alive. Even after thousands of years, ghosts buried in the water still hate Blue Creek.
On the steep slope, cypress trees roar and the wind is crazy and the rain is urgent. The old man tied a rope around his waist, hanging from the foot of the mountain to the bottom of the blue stream.
Mentally, I miss the hut in the cold village, and the weak girls are crying. Looking at the grass hanging on the cliff steps, the old man felt sad.
4. Jinse by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
There are twenty-five strings in Thuben, but this poem was written after Li Shangyin's wife died, so fifty strings have the meaning of broken strings, but even so, every string and syllable of it is enough to express the yearning for that wonderful time.
Zhuang Zhou actually knows that he is just a butterfly yearning for freedom. Wang Di's beautiful heart and behavior can move Du Fu.
The shadow of the bright moon on the sea turned into tears like pearls. Only then can Lantian in another place produce something as beautiful as smoke.
Those beautiful things and years can only stay in memories. At that time, those people thought those things were just ordinary, but they didn't know how to cherish them.
5. "Midnight Song jathyapple" He Zhu in the Song Dynasty
In the middle of the night, the atrium just shines with pear blossoms and snowy moons. Pear blossom and snowy moon, sad, cuckoo crying blood.
How should the prince and grandson say goodbye? Swallow goodbye, stop running water and sob for others.
In the middle of the night, the moonlight shines on the pear flowers in the courtyard like snow in winter, and the feeling of lovesickness is endless, which makes people sad, and Du Like cries blood. Why haven't the vagrant heard from you? At that time, I held back my tears and said goodbye to you on the path in Sang Rou. Only the running water in the tap seems to know my heart, making a gurgling sound, as if crying for me.
6. Jinling Post Wen Tianxiang in Song Dynasty
The grass leaves the palace and turns to the morning glow. What makes a lonely cloud?
The mountains and rivers are the same, but the people in the city are different.
Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere. Who will fly next to the swallows in my hometown?
From now on, I will leave Jiangnan Road and become a crow with blood.
Wan Li Jin 'ou lost his strength and his clothes hung upside down.
The blood in Du Yu's voice is empty, and his beard is half removed.
When I am old, the autumn wind blows me evil, and I dream back to the cold moon to shine on people.
The success or failure of the Millennium is dust, which makes people talk.
Where is your home in the palace full of weeds in the sunset?
The great rivers and mountains of the motherland are no different from the original ones, and the people have become subjects of alien rule.
The reed flowers on the ground are as old as me, the people are displaced and the country is dead.
Now I have to leave this familiar old place, and there is no hope of returning to the south. Let my soul come back after my death!
The decline of Jiangshan lies in the lack of grand plans. Even Emperor Deyou knelt down to the aliens, just like mud falling from the sky.
Deyou is the king of national subjugation. Even if the cuckoo cried his mouth out, he was homeless and the little emperor died.
People are old, and the autumn wind makes me feel distressed. I woke up in a dream, and Leng Yue shone on the lonely people.
In the long river of history, a moment's success or failure is nothing. The most noteworthy thing is that people praise themselves as gentlemen.
3. Rhododendron Poetry
1, go to bed at seven o'clock. Pan Ling-Shen Quanqi
Walking alone for thousands of miles, lying high and lying on seven sides. The mountain and the moon are near the window, and the Tianhe family is low.
Fangchun is flat and green, and Zigui cries at night. Floating guests stay and listen, praise the city and smell the chicken.
2, "The Old Lady Picks Jade Songs"-Li He
Pick jade, pick jade, and make a lewd step.
I'm worried about the hungry dragon. Blue Creek is not innocent.
The rain eats seeds at night, and the cuckoo is full of blood and tears.
The water of the blue stream hates strangers, and the stream is hated for thousands of years.
The wind and rain are whistling on the sloping mountain cypress, and the rope is hanging at the foot of the spring.
The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and hanging grass on the ancient stone platform.
3, "Spring Festival Evening"-Cui Tu
Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring.
Last night, Dream Butterfly returned home to Wan Li, and Zi Guizhi.
The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera?
4. Listen to Liu.
The string urges the column to listen, and the sorrow and resentment of the Qin people are infinite.
It's like chasing the spring breeze to know Liuzhou, just like knowing flowers with birds.
Who is sad at night? Where do you miss the moon in an empty building?
More into a few heavy parting hate, Luoyang city, Jiangnan.
5. To Zizhou's Ambassador Li-Wang Wei
Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan. The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
China women throw a piece of cloth, or farmers argue over taro fields. I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
6. "Look at the azaleas in Xuancheng"-Li Bai
Shu once heard of Zigui birds and Xuancheng saw azaleas.
One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.
7. Golden-Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
8. Bi Qing Xiao Yisi-Wen Tingjun
Incense lamps accompany dreams, and Chu is in the end of the world.
The moon falls and the rules rest, and apricot blossoms are all over the world.
9, "Shu Dao Nan"-Li Bai
The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every hundred steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound. Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.
We don't know whether this road to the west will never end. The road ahead is getting darker and darker. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird.
Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain. This kind of trip is more difficult than climbing the blue sky, and even hearing it will make people pale!
10, Pipa Tour-Bai Juyi
A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.
Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.
My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning with flowers and the autumn night with moonlight shining.
4. Sentences describing the beautiful scenery of Baili Rhododendron
Too much talk! I copied it in Baidu! Lin Daiyu, a beautiful article describing Li Qingzhao or Su Wu, has two curved eyebrows that seem to frown, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy.
The state has two sorrows, and it is sick. Tears a little, breath slightly.
Silence is like a beautiful flower shining on the water, and action is like a weak willow. The heart knows better than the stem, and the disease is not as good as the west.
A trace of sadness leaves a burst of tears, and one feeling depends on another. A tree, a stone, a dream, a smile, nothing.
Li Bai When Li Bai is alone, he can "drink alone from from a pot of wine among the flowers. No one was with me until I raised my cup. I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us "only at this moment" I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was messy. " Imagine that everything in the world suddenly becomes happy and boiling, so what kind of suffering do you think can knock down Li Bai? You will find that this person's subjective energy is too great. How big can it be? Li Bai can do whatever he wants. If he wants to go to a distant place, he can say, "I'm crazy, and I'm hanging the Xianyang tree to the west." If he wants to go to heaven, he can say, "Taibai speaks to me and opens the sky for me." He should be happy to say, "Life will last for a hundred years." If he is worried, he can say, "Five flowers, a thousand golden flowers, give them to that boy for good wine." If he describes his friends as kind to him, he can say "Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as deep as Wang Lunshen", and if he is worried, he can say "White hair and three thousands of feet, why are you good at it?" In fact, Li Bai's life can be said to be clear and naive, and his temperament is his greatest pride. The truly free people in this world must first be spiritually independent, that is, Li He said, "Heroes in the world don't have to drink Ding Duhu." Li Bai doesn't want to be a big official in this life because he doesn't take the imperial examination. He doesn't want to be a vassal. With his talent, he became an unrestrained hero of heaven and earth, or the legend of Li Bai's violet in the world of mortals-Li Chenxian, you are a violet that strayed into the world of mortals. Legend has it that you are as clean as a violet and the stars are as high as broken leaves; Legend has it that you are like a violet coming out of the dust, straightening your thin back, not for the dignity of the powerful; Legend has it that you are as elegant as a violet, and you have continued your life for thousands of years with gorgeous poems! For thousands of years, you have been praised by countless literati.
They said, you stepped on the atmosphere of the Yellow River water falling from the sky; They said, Ling Bo, you are bold and unconstrained, and you will not return when you go to the river; They said, the legendary you fell with the waterfall for nine days ... They said that you held up the Peach Blossom Pond with deep affection; They say you want to call back the lonely sails of distant shadows ... They say that when you care about the country and the people, you have 3,000 white hairs ... the world is noisy and gloomy. You have been waiting for a long time, waiting for one day to show your talent and ambition.
Perhaps, you are really not a talented person who shoulders the heavy responsibility of the imperial court, so you can only wander alone in the forest of poems. You want to be an official.
As is known to all, Tang Gaozong doted, Gao Lishi dominated the world, and Yang took over half of the country-the Tang Dynasty has declined! Even if you describe in that dragon city that "the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion leans against the railing in the north", in the end, how can you not return the gold, how can you not return to the mountain helplessly, how can you not be in a spirit, how can you be dissatisfied and sad? ! However, you are you. You were "drunk in Chang 'an" and "drunk for a long time and despised princes", but your ambition is hard to pay, and you are still "who sang a crazy song about Confucius".
You are frivolous but preoccupied, and no one can relieve your troubles. So, you take the moon as your friend and wine as your companion.
A pot in the flower room, when the song is right for the wine, raises a glass to sell the sorrow. Sadness has returned, although we drown them with wine.
However, optimistic you quickly denied your sadness: "When it comes to destiny, don't worry about it, drink wine and climb the stairs." Wine ferry your lonely soul.
How many joys and sorrows does the bitter water in the cup as lonely as you bear? ! Gulp up your head and turn bitter water into countless chapters. Which of those gorgeous poems is not a history book lying on the shore of time? And you are still full of melancholy and sadness.
That bitter glass of wine makes people almost want to continue ... life is rough, and you are drifting all the way. Wandering to Dangtu, you can't help asking the eternal moon: "Why, why can't all my beautiful dreams come true?" So, so you hugged the moon sadly and slept ... From then on, the three mountains and five mountains cried silently for you, and the rainbow fell apart for you.
You are the only one in history, and you are an immortal legend! -In the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals, you are a violet falling into the secular world. People in Dongpo, thousands of feet, said devoutly that you are an insurmountable high slope.
You "strive to be contemporary" and hope to "stand out". However, there are always some things that people can't do and some things that people can't reach.
For example, life and death, for example, separation, for example, all your feelings of serving your country are destroyed to pieces. You worked hard to get into the imperial court, hoping to make some contributions to the country, but you were treated as a different kind by the villain and left at the door of the spring breeze.
Broad-minded, like you, never cry or scold. You condensed all the joys and sorrows in one pen, leaving a legendary collection of poems.
From then on, we admire your writing style, such as flowing clouds and flowing water, unconstrained style-sincere feelings; Sigh your words, such as the wonders of heaven and earth, the wind and rain are pressing-majestic; Marvel Comics, look at your poems, like a heavenly horse.
5. Rhododendron Poetry
Poems describing azaleas
1. Walk alone for thousands of miles, lie high and face west. The mountain and the moon are near the window, and the Tianhe family is low.
2. Fangchun is flat and green, and the law of night is clear. Floating guests stay and listen, praise the city and smell the chicken.
The house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes. What can you hear here in the morning and evening? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the morning of spring with flowers and the night of autumn with moonlight.
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
6. The Green Mud Mountain is made up of many circles. For every 100 steps, we have to turn nine times in the middle of its mound. Panting, we passed Orion, passed Jingxing, and then fell to the ground with our arms folded and groaned.
7. We wonder if this road to the west will never end? The terrible road ahead is getting darker, even darker.
8. Nothing can be heard except the cries of birds surrounded by ancient forests. The male bird rotates smoothly and follows the female bird. Jathyapple, what comes to us is the melancholy voice of Du Fu, a sad empty mountain.
9. Shan Shiliu, a mountain, a rhododendron.
10. When the cuckoo crows, the flowers flutter. In March, the cuckoo came to Jiujiang, and a rush made it bloom.
1 1. Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.
12. One is called, one is ileum, and the other is broken. It runs on March 3rd.
13. Wanhe trees reach the sky, and thousands of azaleas crow.
14. After a night in Shan Yu, hundreds of silky waterfalls will appear on every mountain top.
15. Incense lamps accompany dreams, and Chu is at the end of the world.
16. The moon has set and the apricot blossoms in Man Ting have rested.
17. The wind and rain on the sloping mountain cypress are like whistling, and the rope hanging at the foot of the spring is green.
18. The village is cold and white, missing the baby, and the grass is hanging on the ancient stone.
19. When it rains at night, the cuckoo's mouth is full of blood and tears.
20. The water of Blue Creek is a stranger, and it has been hated for thousands of years.
2 1. One by one, when cold food is served.
22. Who can't resist the fire? It's always here.
23. A garden is drunk and full of clusters.
24. Shu Ao didn't grow back blood drops, which should only be more than this cluster.
25. I cherish azaleas most, and the spring breeze blows different climbs.
6. What are the poems about Du Fu?
1. Xuancheng/Zigui to see rhododendrons-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.
One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.
2. "Queqiao Fairy Smells Du Fu at Night"-Song: Lu You
The eaves are quiet, the window lights are dim, and the Spring Festival Evening is stormy.
The warbler's nest is always silent, but on a moonlit night, she often cries out Du Yu.
I shed tears in a hurry, dreaming, and picked up the deep branches to fly away.
So, the mountain is uncomfortable, half-life, floating!
3. Look at Xuancheng Rhododendron-Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Shu once heard of Zigui birds and Xuancheng saw azaleas.
One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.
4. "Du Fu"-Song Dynasty: Yi Xuan.
Silkworm and wheat are yellow and bright, and cuckoos are everywhere in Qingshan.
Several trees on the cliff are as deep as blood and flowers are as warm as water.
He Lin sighed three times, and his dream came true. In his previous life, he sought immortality in Yuen Long.
The hill is helpless and afraid to sleep at night.
5. Jin Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
6. Tafloxacin Chenzhou Inn-Song Dynasty: Qin Guan
The fog is gone, and the moon is gone. Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.
The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.
Plum blossoms are mailed. This hatred has no weight.
Fortunately, Chen Qiang bypassed Chen Shan. Who did he get off in Xiaoxiang for?
7. A letter from Wang Wei to Li, the ambassador of Tang Zizhou.
Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.
The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields.
I hope you will carry forward Wen Weng's achievements, make persistent efforts and forge ahead.
8. The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival Song: Gao Zhu
There are many tomb fields in the north and south hills, and the Qingming sweeps each other.
Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas.
When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.
As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop.
9. "The ten-mile pagoda in the sky leans on the green"-Song: Yan.
A ten-mile-long tower leans on the green land. The cuckoo crows in the depths of a hundred flowers.
Talking to pedestrians diligently is not like a songbird flying for the second time.
Sleep in a dream, when it clears up that day. It's better to return than to return.
Is it true that the end of the world has not returned, and it is impossible to strive for a return date?
10. In the same year as Ren Liang's father-Qing Dynasty: Huang Zunxian.
Inch by inch, the mountains and rivers are inch by inch, and whoever breaks away from the separatist forces,
The cuckoo worships tears again and keeps it endless.
7. Write a poem about cuckoo.
1, cuckoo's bleeding cry, ape's whimper.
the Tang Dynasty
Bai Juyi
Pipa tour
2. The king's longing for love is crying in the cuckoo.
the Tang Dynasty
Li shangyin
golden
3. The cuckoo crows among the azaleas
Song dynasty; surname
Yan Dao Ji
Partridges and the sky, wandering on strangers and flying on stumps.
4. Rhododendron crows in the depths of flowers.
Song dynasty; surname
Yan Dao Ji
Partridge day leaning against the Cuiwei Shili Tower
5, endure to listen to the cuckoo crow in the forest.
Song dynasty; surname
Zhou Bangyan
Huanxisha
6, cuckoo speechless is dusk
clean
Cao Xueqin
Bury flowers
7. The cuckoo sounds like a circle of water.
Song dynasty; surname
Huang tingjian
Huanxisha
8, endure to listen to the cuckoo crow on the forest.
Song dynasty; surname
Zhou Bangyan
Huanxisha
9, cuckoo sound cutting
Song dynasty; surname
Xin Qiji
"Why Sina, green trees listen to thrush"
10, cuckoos crow for thousands of miles in the Spring Festival Evening.
Modern Times
Wang Guowei
The Little Mermaid Du Fu Spring Festival Evening
8. Sentences describing the beautiful scenery of Baili Rhododendron
When SOMA blooms, the sun hides. In the warm and cold season, azaleas are everywhere. I walked through the flowers. Birds fly far from the horizon. All the vagrants slow down here. When the flowers bloom in SOMA, the angels on earth are graceful. Show me their pure red, white and pink. Those scattered petals clung to my heart and made me reluctant to leave SOMA. When the flowers bloom, I have a thousand wishes for love, but I can't express them in words. I have a thousand reasons to hate. When will my soul land in such a big sea of flowers? I really can't bear to leave SOMA. When the flowers bloom, you come to me singing Yi songs. When the flowers in your hand bloom with a smile on your face, I walk towards you with moonlight and moonlight, when the flowers bloom in SOMA.
9. Ask for all the poems about the cuckoo.
Rhododendron (Haloxylon, Rhododendron, also known as Rhododendron. )
1。 Li Bai's "Seeing Azaleas in Xuancheng" "Shu once smelled birds, and Xuancheng also saw azaleas. One is called, one is ileum, the other is broken, and I remember it on March 3. "
2。 "When the cuckoo blooms, people who hate the imperial city don't know. Ding Ning should never forget the spring breeze and compare with the beauty. " . (Tang Jianwu)
3。 Bai Juyi "holds two branches in his hand, but it doesn't look like something in the world." This thing in the flower is stone, and both hibiscus and peony are. " The poet praised azaleas and compared them to the beauty in a flower.
4。 Li Shangyin Jinse "I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. "
5。 Unique Memories of Seven Dabie Mountain Songs Reflecting Mountain Red —— Northern China and Southern Xinjiang travel all over the world, and spring comes and I remember Dabie Mountain best. Every family offered sacrifices to sweep the tomb of the Red Army and opened red azaleas in the wild. "Second," the cradle of revolution is not afraid of poverty, and border counties are glorious. Castle Peak is sprinkled with heroic blood, and everything is red only in spring! "
6。 Year: Song Dynasty
Author: Yuan Jiang
Works: shan ying Hongman
Content: "Before the wind in Grain Rain, there were beautiful flowers. Expose the national color, quality first, and spring work is successful. Luo Wei protects the gold mud from wrinkling. Reflect the rosy clouds and move your cheeks. Sky remembers that Yaochi Yuen Long once existed. A thousand turns, the ruby withers, and the worry is only fear, and it is difficult to face the clouds for a long time. Be sure to fold it, keep the embroidered bag for wearing, and the bees must smell it frequently. The beauty worships the charming face, wears a red scarf and holds a golden cup of wine. Qian Qian's birthday. May the sleeves be long and fragrant. "
Rhododendron (commonly known as cuckoo, also known as Zigui, Du Yu and Zijuan. )
1。 Li Bai's "Seeing Azaleas in Xuancheng" "Shu once smelled birds, and Xuancheng also saw azaleas. One is called, one is ileum, the other is broken, and I remember it on March 3. " This poem expresses that when Anhui sees azaleas in full bloom, it can't help but think of cuckoo calls in its hometown, which deeply evokes the poet's homesickness. According to legend, the Zigui bird, the cuckoo bird, was transformed by the ancient Shu king. Its song is very sad. The azaleas were dyed bright red because the cuckoo called blood.
2。 "The cuckoo came in late spring, mourning for it. I often worship, which is the soul of the ancient emperor. " (Du Fu's poem Du Fu)
3。 Jinse Li Shangyin "I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. "
4。 Magpie bridge fairy heard cuckoo swim at night. "People are quiet, Peng window lights are dim." The Spring Festival Evening is full of turmoil. The warbler's nest is always silent, but on a moonlit night, she often cries out Du Yu. Rushed into tears, frightened and lonely dreams, picked up deep branches and flew away. So the mountains are unbearable, and they have been in a state of half their lives, drifting and swimming! "
5, step on the beach to visit Qin Guan "lost the tower in the fog, lost the moon in the middle of the month." Taoyuan is nowhere to be found. The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun. Plum blossoms are mailed. This hatred has no weight. Chen Qiang was lucky enough to go to Chen Shan. Who did he go to Xiaoxiang for? "
6。 Yiwangsun Li Zhongyuan
"The grass is growing, and the sky is high outside the building. Du Yusheng couldn't bear to hear it. At dusk, the rain hits pear blossoms and closes the door. "
Quite complete, hehe