1. Poems about citron fruit
Poems about citron fruit 1. Sentences describing citron
In our campus, there are two Rows of citron trees line both sides of the school square.
When it comes to the citron tree, its appearance cannot be mentioned. In the golden autumn of October, the cold wind is like a knife cutting on the face. The leaves of the sycamore tree next to the campus playground have slowly fallen off, and the whole body is bare. The classmates call it "the bare commander". Look at the citron tree again. On the contrary, the citron tree is tall and straight, standing in the cold wind, with green leaves swaying in the wind. It is evergreen all year round, more like energetic tigers, not afraid of the cold and guarding their homeland. Viewed from a distance, the citron trees stand tall on the sky, like soldiers stretching out their arms to lift the dolls above their heads, allowing them to fully absorb the sunlight, rain and dew and thrive. Approaching the citron tree, I looked up and saw that everything in my field of vision was green. When I reached the top, it was at least four meters high. It was really a giant! Its branches slowly divide into two branches from bottom to top, which are about as thick as a thin iron pillar, and the branches go up. The branches become thinner, and eventually they "bloom" all around like flowers, with countless branches. It's really the "Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara"! The branches are covered with black thorns of about five centimeters. The thorns on the top are not visible clearly and are brown like the tree. The bark of the citron tree is rough, like the weather-beaten hands of an old man in his seventies or eighties. The leaves of the citron tree are even more peculiar: the leaves that have just sprouted at the bottom are light green, and the leaves above are dark green, and the front of the leaves is very smooth and shining. The reverse side is very rough, with veins clearly connected one by one, like a criss-crossing map. The upper end of the leaves is large, and the lower end gradually becomes smaller, forming a heart shape. From a distance, it looks like a small banana fan, an inverted small gourd, or two conjoined babies. It is made up of two small leaves put together. Look again, is it a complete leaf? Or does the citron leaf have its own personality, which is different from other leaves. Among the green leaves, there are five or six citron fruits, as big as balls and as small as fists, all in the same oval shape. The immature ones are green, and the ripe ones are yellow, similar to grapefruit. The fragrance is fragrant and makes people feel comfortable.
2. Poems about describing the fragrance of tea
Qincha [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi The Wuwu is in the shape of the group, and Tao Tao is willful all his life.
Since I resigned from office, I have been drunk in spring and have more leisure time without studying. The only thing I know about Qin Li is the Lushui River, and the only place I know about tea is the Mengshan Mountain.
I will always be with you when I am poor, who knows that I will never go back? An Old Friend Sends Tea [Tang Dynasty] Cao Ye has nine Chinese yings outside the sword, and the title is in Yujing with a seal. When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and the sound of springs is heard everywhere.
The monk arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone and cooking to the moon. Bichenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky.
The six organs have gone to sleep and the mind has gone away, and I can think clearly after several poems. I didn't dare to spend more than a month, so I left my elbow to write books.
Sencha [Tang Dynasty] Cheng Yanxiong When I woke up from a deep sleep in the spring of Yue Temple, I thought about it late as I ran to the spring. Sichuan tea is like a cloud monk crushing it, picking up three or four dead pine branches.
Hojicha Wu [Tang Dynasty] Gu Kuang New tea has been roasted, but the old tea is brewing. The new smoke is swirling, and the sound is splitting the cold wood.
Drinking tea with Lu Chu Shiyu on the 9th [Tang Dynasty] Jiaoran In the monastery of Jiuri Mountain, the chrysanthemums on the east fence are also yellow. Most common people drink too much wine, but who can explain the fragrance of tea?
Rewarding a friend by sending him orange blossom tea at the end of spring [Tang Dynasty] Li Ying Yesterday, the east wind blew the orange blossoms, and I woke up with a cup of tea at the Spring Festival Gala. It's like clouds protecting the secluded chasm, and it's like snow that separates the family home.
The golden cakes are patted into the rain and dew, and the jade dust is fried into the haze. Xiangru is sick and thirsty. The whole school is not envious of the white-necked crow.
Drinking tea with Yuan layman Qingshantan [Tang Dynasty] Lingyi. Amidst wild spring fireworks and white clouds, I sit and drink fragrant tea. I love this mountain. The boat can't bear to go under the rock, and the green stream is gurgling at dusk.
From his younger brother Sheren Huicha [Tang Dynasty] Liu Jian once asked for fragrant tea to pay tribute to Wuci, and the fruit was very delicious. When the turtle's back has wrinkles and is lightly burned, the cloud head turns over and the liquid is cooked.
It is appropriate for the old minister to be tired and depressed. It is a different experience for old guests. Cherish the benefits sent by clan members, and carry them with you in Shuitingshan Pavilion.
Tasting Tea [Tang Dynasty] Liu Yuxi was born and photographed the eagle buds in the fragrant bushes, and the old man was banished to the immortal family. Tonight there is more moonlight over the Xiangjiang River, illuminating a bowl full of flowers.
Dayun Temple Tea Poetry [Tang Dynasty] Lu Yan The jade pistil is a masterpiece with one shot, and the monks are extremely skilled in making magic. The rabbit hair pot is lightly fragrant and the clouds are white, and the shrimp eye soup is full of fine waves.
Say goodbye to sleepiness and add refreshing energy to your skin. The secluded bush grows outside Luoxi Rock and refuses to move its roots into Shangdu.
Miscellaneous chants in tea. Making tea [Tang Dynasty] Pi Rixiu. When the fragrant spring is mixed with milk, it will be boiled continuously. Sometimes I see crab eyes splashing, and at first I see fish scales rising.
The sound is suspicious of pine trees carrying rain, and the smell of smoke is fearful of greenery. If you are still in Zhongshan, you will never be drunk for a thousand days.
Tea Banquet with Zhao Ju [Tang Dynasty] Qian Qi Zhuxia Wangyan said purple tea, which completely defeated Yu Ke's drunk Liuxia. The heart of dust is washed away, and the joy is hard to be exhausted. The sound of cicadas in a tree is slanted.
Tea Poetry [Tang Dynasty] Zheng Yu The young buds are fragrant and lively, I call them Chinese and English. The night mortar mixes with the smoke, and the cold stove cooks the snow.
I only worry about the green powder and taste the green peanuts. Tasting tea in the gorge [Tang Dynasty] Zheng Gu Picking the new flowers from the bushes and dew them, and tasting them in the fire in Xiaojiang Garden.
Monk Wu said that Yashan was good, but the old man from Shu did not praise the fragrance of the beetles. The whole half of the pot is light green, and a few pieces of the opened seal are light yellow.
The sick guest in Lumen does not return, and the thirsty wine knows that the taste of spring is long. Living leisurely in summer [Tang Dynasty] Zhang Ji Many illnesses and few favors, living leisurely for another year.
For medicine, see the combination of Chen and Sun, and for tea, it will be decoctioned after Mao. The grass grows sunny and comes to the ground, and the insects fly late the day after tomorrow.
At this time, Youmeng was far away and you didn’t realize you were reaching the mountainside. Titled Shanju [Tang Dynasty] Cao Ye swept leaves, made tea and picked leaves to write books. The mind was idle and dreamless, and the windows were empty at night.
If only Guangwu Enbo is late, how can it be that Yan Jun is in love with fishing? Living in the Suburbs [Tang Dynasty] Jia Dao I have lived in this garden for a long time, and it feels like it has never been home.
The wild thoughts are conveyed in the leaves, and Hu tea is brewed under the eaves. After the rain, I see a walking heron, and I hear distant frogs more deeply.
Naturally, I still love the haze. That is, [Tang Dynasty] Li Shangyin's small tripod fried tea noodles Quchi, Taoist priests with white beards played chess among the bamboos.
Who wrote about breaking the palm tree fan, remembering when the tree was moved in Nantang. Jishi [Tang Dynasty] Bai Juyi Sit all night long when he sees the moon, and sleeps all day when he hears the wind.
The room is fragrant with medicinal gas, and the cage is warm with roasted tea smoke. Cranes peck at the newly sunny ground, and chickens perch in the dusk sky.
I watched myself washing wine and rice, leaning on my stick in front of a small pond. Visiting friends but not meeting them [Tang Dynasty] Li Xianyong When he goes out, he has no close friends. He goes to your house as soon as possible.
Covering a bamboo garden in the air, I went to see the flowers in the temple. A short boy should hold a stick, and a young girl should learn to hold tea.
After chanting, leave the place where you want to write the title. The sun's shadow is slanting on the moss steps. Written by Xichuan, a layman in Li, [Tang Dynasty] Wang Wei: If Nong's family really goes, it will be decided whether he will follow Nong or not.
Wherever I am, I am a lotus, but I have no intention of turning into a willow. The medicine is wrapped in the pine niche, and the tea mortar is mounted on the stone lip.
If you know the smell, how can you not join hands. Reward Lotte, lie down in leisure and see the mail [Tang Dynasty] Liu Yuxi Scattered birthday sleeping towards the sun, will be the enemy of the earthly immortal.
Poetic tea can help you feel refreshed, while medicinal wine can help you feel refreshed. The wind shattered the bamboos and the sun revealed the sky at the bottom of the pond.
In the same year, we did not hide together because we owed money to buy mountains. Narrative [Tang Dynasty] Yuan Zhen Yanying quoted Bi Yilang, Jiang Yanxuanhao went to bed separately.
The emperor went down behind the curtain to take the exam, and the palace servants passed the tea in their hands. Odd Titles in the Snow [Tang Dynasty] Zheng Gu The monk's house is wet with tea and smoke, and the wine in the singing hall is weak.
When I came to the painting place on the river in the evening, the fisherman returned home covered with a cattail leaf.
3. About poems with the word fruit
A gift to Wei Shiyu Huang Shang, the second one. Li Bai
Seeing you riding a Cong horse, I know the way to Mount Taishan.
The fruit of this place destroys the wheel, and the whole body is regarded as a treasure.
I am like a harvest jade, discarded Akita grass.
But Xu curling heart, inaction laments aging.
Meet Xu Qing in search of fruit plants by Du Fu
The few flowers in the thatched cottage want to be planted now, regardless of green plums and yellow plums.
I went back in the Stalagmite Street, and came back in the Orchard Square to seek help.
Send Huangfu Qi to Bai Juyi
Meng Xia loves my house, Tao Qian’s words are true.
Wine is falling from the flower bottle, and the book is unfolding from the wind case.
The neighbor’s daughter steals new fruits, and the family boy steals small fish.
I wonder how Huangfu Qi is doing in Chishang?
Sitting Alone on an Autumn Night (A Work on Winter Nights) Wang Wei
Sitting alone with sad temples, the hall is empty for the second watch.
Mountain fruits fall in the rain, and grass and insects chirp under the lamp.
Gray hair cannot be changed, but gold cannot be changed.
If you want to know how to cure old age and illness, you can only learn.
Visiting Kaiyuan Jingshe Wei Yingwu
Summer clothes begin to lighten the body, and wandering around loves the monk's residence.
After the new rain in the orchard, the sun shines on the incense terrace.
The green shade makes the day quiet, and the solitary flower indicates the after-spring.
The talisman bamboos are tired and their appearance and traces are sparse.
Staying in Annan by Du Shenyan
The wind weather in Jiaozhi is very special, and the cold is late and the warmth is prompting.
Mountain fruits are ripe in mid-winter, and wild flowers bloom in the first month.
Accumulating rain creates dim fog, and light frost causes thunder.
My hometown is thousands of miles away, and my guests are always welcome.
The Ancient Meaning of Spring Lake by Song Zhiwen
The plum blossoms in the courtyard are growing towards the ruler, and the birds in the garden are singing again.
Wandering around Nanhu Lake at sunset, the beauty is as beautiful as jade.
Feeling speechless, I look forward to knowing where I belong.
If you are melancholy and have no way to return, you must pick up a basket in Ningguan.
Li Qiao was taught in May
The green trees are full of flames, and the Zhulou is full of summer scenery.
The pond contains freezing rain, and the mountains reflect the light of fire and clouds.
The new cherry blossoms are ripe in the orchard, and the hibiscus is fragrant in the flower garden.
If you want to escape the summer heat, you still have to drink wine for ten days.
Governor Xiao of Guangzhou came to the court and had a banquet in Yuezhou, where he got the word winter. Zhang said
The isolated city embraces the river, and the envoys go to the court.
If Taichung is old, we can still meet each other on the water.
Beijing is far behind the sun, and I am as tired and rusty as winter.
I envy the eloquent bird and express my gratitude to the ninth level.
Inscribed on the coconut tree Shen Quanqi
The coconut tree in the south of Japan is fragrant and smells of wind and dust.
The head of the wood is thickly clustered, and the body of the betel nut is round and solid.
The jade house is covered with dew, and the green leaves are green all the year round.
Not as good as Tu Linguo, he moved his roots and followed Han Chen.
Sending Su Qian to the rooftop with Zhang Zirong
Looking for supernatural beings across the sea, and visiting Cuiwei with music and songs.
The gulls on the river welcome the eagles, and the cranes are about to fly.
Qishu tastes the fairy fruit, Qionglou tries the feather coat.
The goddess asked from afar, and it was only Ruan Lang who was to blame for his return.
4. Verses with fruit
Suburban Temple Songs? Enjoying the Music of the Imperial Ancestral Temple? Jingyun Dance "Only the wise can become a saint, and only the saint can ascend to the throne.
The spirit is full of spirit, and the time is prosperous. Shun was ashamed of his filial piety, and Yao gave way to the throne.
If you can do something great, who can revive the past? Carry out the transportation in a civilized manner, and keep the car and the book on the same track.
Towering and majestic, perfect. The streets are quiet and the courtyards are dark.
A message to relieve one's burdens will bring about recovery. Take off your clothes and reach the sky, ascend to the mysterious world.
Longhu Lake is so vast that it looks like wild grass. Youyi resumes his journey and recommends fruit in the early years.
The new temple is full of energy and virtue. "The Song of Harmony? Gong Wu Crosses the River" by Li Bai The Yellow River comes from the west to conquer Kunlun, roaring for thousands of miles and touching the dragon's gate.
The waves surged into the sky, Yao lamented, Yu the Great managed hundreds of rivers, and the children cried but could not see home. Killing the turbulence and drowning the flood, silkworms and silkworms began to appear in Kyushu.
The harm will be gone. Confused by the wind and sand, the old man was mad and crazy.
The runoff in the early morning is ridiculed, but others do not hesitate to stop it, and the public has no intention of crossing the river. The tiger can be fought, but the river is difficult to rely on. The male fruit drowns in the Mekong River, and there are long whales with white teeth like snow-capped mountains.
Gonghu, Gonghu, hangs his bones in it, and the sorrow of Konghou is not returned. "Xianghe Songs? Eight Jiangnan Songs" Liu Xiyi stayed in the grass of Nanzhou in the evening and walked to the woods on the north bank in the morning.
The sun hangs over the vast sea, and the water across the cave is deep. No one pays attention to the smoke scene, and the storm is strange.
It is difficult to travel at the end of the year, but it is easy to play in the spring. There is no honor day and night, and the beauty is already full.
The tide of colorful singing has begun to ebb, but the dew is still lingering in the river. Chunzhou is shocked by the jade, and the red clothes are fragrant.
The smoke in the painting is shallow and the blue sun is faint. The brocade sail is wet from the surf, and the sleeves are flowing through the clothes.
Give up what you have picked up with affection, sigh and cherish the passing light. You are a guest from Longxi, and I meet Jiang Nanchun.
There are spiritual fruits in the morning tour, and wind apples are picked in the evening. The fruit energy never rests, and the apple blossoms are renewed every day.
I present this Jiangnan thing to the people of Longxi. The sky is filled with thousands of miles of empty space, but there is no reason why I want to give it away.
It is as bright as the moon over the Chu River, and as dim as Wu Xiuyun. The mirror shines brightly in the waves, and the atmosphere on the mountain is also dense.
The bright moon shines on me, and the light clouds hold it for you. The mountains and rivers are separated, and the light and energy are differentiated.
We are separated at the end of the world, but we hear each other in the north of the Yangtze River. The boat rides the tide, the wind blows and the grass cools.
Chudian is seen when the tide is flat, and Weiyang is seen in the sky. Traveling back thousands of miles, smoke waves connect two villages.
Yunming comes out of the river, and the sunshine and the sea flow are long. Among them, every year comes, the trees fall and the flowers bloom.
It is a clear March day in late spring, and the city of Wuchu is flourishing. The city is adjacent to the Dajiang River and reflects the clear waters of Dongpu.
Qingyun Qujin Pavilion, Pearl Tower in the green smoke. The moon is bright, birds are flying in the fragrant trees, and the wind blows through the long forest, and various flowers are blooming.
Whose family is pitiful to say goodbye to? How can I feel so much for this one. The red grass in Beitang is full of velvet velvet, and the clear water of South Lake shines with hibiscus.
Traveling in the morning and evening, the golden flowers are all gone, and I gradually feel that the dew on my clothes is thick. I regret that Yanhua is only three or five years old, and she has sighed thousands of times.
Once a favor is gone, it will never be returned. If you want to give a favor, you will regret it. Recalling the old days when Jiangnan was in its prime, I had always complained about Changzhou Qu.
The crown is covered with stars on the water of Xiang, and the wind blows down the Dongting Lu. The fallen flowers dance in red sleeves, and the morning glow washes the clear clouds over the high pavilion. Who said that Chanjuan's son here has pearls and jade as her heart to serve the king.
"Qin Music and Lyrics? Eighteen Beats of Hujia" Liu Shang The Han Dynasty will decline because barbarians will not welcome guests, and wars will occur frequently. I am sorry for my parents who gave birth to me. It is this hour when I see separation and chaos.
If the screen window has nothing to do with the mirror, it will be said that the bead curtain can cover the body. Once the captives entered China, they encountered barbarians everywhere.
Suddenly, a bad life was entrusted to Feng Dy, but it was a pity that the beauty followed him. Immediately I will go to the end of the world, disgusted with life and wishing for death.
How can a Rong Jie be a human being? A jackal cannot tolerate his joy and anger. As far as the Tianshan Mountains, there is enough frost and sleet, and the customs and customs are depressed and close to the country of Hu.
Thousands of miles away, no bird can fly, and the cold sand is vast and there is no north or south. It's like being imprisoned in a prison, with no place to express all my worries.
Use the remaining strength to make hair, eat the remaining meat and drink the remaining blood. I sincerely know that if I want to kill myself, it would be better to die than to have the remaining wife as my wife.
This body has long been tired of eyebrows, empty and sad, weak and soft as water. Who remembers the length of the mountains and rivers, where the end of the world is the country.
Since I was frightened and lost my energy, I have not noticed that the weather has damaged my color. Dreams come and go in the night, but they are hazy and do not convey news.
The endless shouting in the sky is unheard, but it is clear that the moon of Han Dynasty should meet each other. I sleep on the water and sit on the grass. The wind blows and my clothes are torn.
His hair is long and uncombed, and his lamb fur collar is still on the left side. The fox-breasted raccoon dog's sleeves are fishy and smelly, and they walk around in their clothes during the day and lie down in their clothes at night.
The felt tent has no place to settle in time, and the sun and moon are too long to pass through. It's strange that spring doesn't come for a long time, and there are no flowers or willows in the wind and grass.
Who would have known that the world would be turned upside down, and now we are looking south towards the Beidou. His name and information are unknown, and he keeps silent all day long.
The choice between right and wrong depends on the finger, and words cannot convey feelings as well as hands. The men and women carry bows and arrows, and horses and goats lie in the frost.
How can things be free if you take a step forward? You have to live and die unwillingly. I listen to the Qiuci 筚篥 in sorrow, and I am deeply resentful at night when I play the pipa with broken leaves.
It’s a cloudless night and the moon is in the sky. We deserve to see our hometown again. Recalling the past, my private family was petite and petty, and I learned how to tame rare birds from far away.
Now that I miss my hometown, I regret not letting Lin Biao go. The wind is blowing, the sun is setting, the stars are falling, and the sky is dawning.
I miss my return day and night, and worry about it like a bird in a cage. That day Su Wu Shanyu asked and said it was Bin Hongjie who was delivering the message.
Learn from him and write books by piercing blood. The books contain thousands of hatreds. The bearded young man can move his horse, bend his bow and shoot at any distance.
Then he ordered the geese to turn around and be afraid of people. How could the extremity of the territory reach even an inch? I hate the humiliation and hate the smell, I hate the earth and blame the sky.
The child who was born with a beard wants to give it up, and the love between the mother and the child is just the same. Although they look different and hate each other, they still love each other, but they are always connected in their hearts.
Morning and evening are in front of you, and you have peace of mind and no pity. The sun comes and goes, the moon moves forward, and the stars are so far away that they want to circle the sky.
There is no winter, no summer, frost and rain, water freezes and the grass withers for one year. In Jiazi of the Han Dynasty, there was Zhengshuo, and the three lights in the absolute realm were suspended in the sky.
Several times the swans come and go, and the toads with broken hearts regain their strength. The broken bottle falls into the well and sinks forever, leaving no hope of returning to my hometown.
Ning Zhiyuan asked the envoy his name, and the Chinese language was clear and the voice was good. The dream soul visited the country several times, but when I woke up, it turned into a deep sorrow.
Now it’s just a dream, and the joy is greater than the sorrow. The childish clothes are held by the side, which cannot be remembered in the future.
I am faced with the dilemma of returning home and saying goodbye. I would rather abandon Hu'er and return to the old country. There are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and border guards, and there is no way to get news from behind.
Facing the setting sun full of tears, looking north and south all day long. Don't be ashamed of your bad looks. Each of your thoughts and feelings has its own son.
The ten fingers on the hand are different in length, and they are all similar when cut off. Why don't you see your relatives when you return home? Thinking of this, you are separated from life and death.
The south wind blows my heart thousands of miles away, and my heart follows the wind across the Liao River. Sighing, my mind is uncertain. At that time, I resented and came back with hatred.
I don’t know what the sorrow and resentment are, but there seems to be a sharp edge disturbing every inch. The joys and sorrows are not going well at the same time, and the thoughts are in harmony with each other.
If you are not destined to be born with a kinship in heaven, how can you form a favor and trust with your enemy? When I left, I only felt that the sky was blue. When I returned, I realized that the land was long.
Wherever the white sun sets in the heavy clouds, the direction of the autumn geese should be south. Looking around on the flat sand, I feel confused, following the flying geese far and near.
Before the journey is over, the horses’ hooves are gone, and the grass is yellow beside the pedestrians. Traveling thousands of miles across Hutian, you can only see yellow sand and white clouds rising.
A hungry horse runs through the snow and bites grass roots; a thirsty man knocks on ice to drink running water. Yanshan seems to be able to distinguish the beacon garrison, and the drums and drums are like hearing the Han family's fortress.
Work hard for your future and you will be the emperor’s hometown, and you will avoid death in the middle of nowhere.
Returning to my hometown to see my relatives, the countryside is half barren and the spring grass is green.
The bright candle simmers the ashes again, and the cold spring washes away the mud and jade. It is good etiquette to hold a scarf and a turban, and it is enough to make life or death as soon as you touch the silk tung tree.
I have been in and out of Guanshan for twelve years, and my sorrow is all in Hu Jiaqu. "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs? Going on a Journey" by Yuan Zhen Brothers go out together, but they don't travel together. < /p>
2. Wen Tianxiang, the national hero of the Southern Song Dynasty: "Pull out the golden sword and smash the jasper bottle. Thousand points of red cherries, a ball of citrine. Swallow the smoke to dissipate it, and when it enters the teeth, it makes a sound of ice and snow. ”
3. Ode to Grapes
Yan Qian. Tang Dynasty
In the West Garden, the evening sky is tender and cool, and the grapes are picked and tasted. The shelves are full of purple flowers. On the rope, there is a branch with golden thorns. The leaves are rustling in the sky, and the sound of butterflies is heard in the clear rain. In the clear night, thousands of wet clouds cannot fly. The jade plate is newly introduced into the Chinese house, and the beaded tent is hung high at night. I remember the scenery of the past, the fresh air makes my hair cold, and I laugh in the distant sky, leaning on the silver bed to catch the autumn shadow.
< p> 6. Poems describing the good fruits of LingnanThere are many poems about the good fruits of Lingnan referring to lychees, "If you eat three hundred lychees a day, you will live a long life as a Lingnan native" (Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Huizhou Unique") "The lotus petals fall before the wind, and the peach blossoms are delicate after the rain" ("Ode to Lychee Film" by Xu Ming Dynasty) "The nectar condenses into an ice, and the dew is thicker and the ice is more fragrant" (Fan Chengda's "The New Four Wonders of Lychee") ) "Lychees are the best in the world, and Concubine Mei is the tribe's citizen" (Cai Xiang) "Lychees are everywhere in Licheng" (Guo Moruo) "The smoke and water are green near the west of Jinjiang River, and the lychees are ripe at the top of Xinyu Mountain" (Zhang Ji's "Chengdu Song") " In Sichuan, lychees come out of Jiazhou, and the rest are half as long as the eyebrows." (Su Shi) "A red pearl is so lovely that even a white-bearded prefect can be crazy about it.
After ten years of fruiting, I know who is there, so I plant lychees in the courtyard. " (Bai Juyi's "Lychee Planting") "Nanzhou June Lychee Pill" (Ming Dynasty Chen Hui's "Lychee") "Flying flames want to red the sky" (Guo Mingzhang's "Lychee") "Red clouds weighing tens of thousands" (Northern Song Dynasty Deng Su's "Looking" "Lychee") "Military migration created the Minshan Mountains, and it was forbidden to plant newly planted lychee pills" (Song Huizong's "Xuanhe Hall Lychee") "The immortal was originally a sea and mountain pose, and from then on the rivers and villages also sprouted" (Ming Dynasty Wen Zhengming's "New Lychee" "Chapter") "The concubine riding on the red dust laughs, no one knows that it is lychee" (the first poem of "Passing the Huaqing Palace" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty) Also, Bai Juyi said it: "Chew the taste of heaven and smell the fragrance of other world." "
Du Fu admired it: "Nine times I passed through Lushu to pick lychees, and the fragrant maples reflected the winding stones. ".
7. Verses praising fruits
Tang Ping Ke Zheng. "Yangmei": "In May, the bayberry trees are full, and I first suspected that each one is worth a thousand gold. The flavor is heavier than Heshuo grape, and the color is darker than Hunan lychee. The airship seems to be filled with new tributes, but the old tributes are not seen when boarding. This poem is sent to a friend in the mountains, fearing that it will satisfy the thirsty heart at the top of the building. "Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. "Liang Yuan Yin": "The jade plate with bayberry is set for the king, and the Wu salt is like a flower and the white snow. Hold the wine with salt but drink it. Don't imitate the noble conduct of barbarians. "
Song Dynasty? Yang Wanli. "Seven Words of Thanks to Shaoxing Marshal Qiu Zongqing for Hui Yangmei": "The plum blossoms are rare in Jishan, and their love is like the flavor of other Yangs." The jade skin is half drunk with red millet, and the ink halo slightly dyes the purple dress. The fire is piled up to the diameter of the plate, and the cool spring is wrapped around the teeth and turned into pulp. An old friend sent me some fruit, but it has not changed into the fragrance of Penglai Lord. "
Qing Dynasty? Chen Weiliang. "A Cluster of Flowers and Yangmei": "The boats in Dongting were first moored in Jiangcheng, and they were evenly round. Zhu Yingsu and Su are inferior to each other, but their hometown is in front of Xiaoxia Bay. Two hills are covered with velvet, half of the lake has military history, the cage is heavy and one sail is biased. Bought it just in time for the cool weather. Bingjing Xiaotingxuan. The make-up is almost gone, the spring slenderness is damp, and there are a few spots of red on the pink skirt. It's not the Ming Dynasty, someone asked me lowly, and I fainted with shame. "
Qing Dynasty? Yang Fangcan. "Yangmei": "It's time to spend the summer leisurely, sit in the dew well water pavilion, there is no need to cook the tea grinder. Chew a mouthful of red clouds late at night, and your saliva will cool your heart. Who bothered me? The condition quenches thirst, and I remember my fruit the most in years. "
Song Dynasty Wang Anshi. "Xijiang Moon Red Plum": "The red plum blossoms are slightly too light to stand, and the heavenly teaching is thin and rouge. When the true concubine first came out of Huaqing Pool, the drinker Qiong Ji was half drunk. The poems in the east pavilion are easy to move, but the jade pipes in the high buildings stop blowing. People in the north look like apricot blossoms, but the green branches are different. "
Qing Dynasty? Wang Shizhen. "Dong Qinan sent me a plum blossom opera to thank you": "The plum rain in Wuzhong in May is like a thousand years of wind. Cherish the relics and look at the soft teeth. There is no need to soak Mr. Cao with vinegar.
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Qing Dynasty? Wu Weiye. "Ping Po": "The collection of famous fruits in the Han Garden is like a jade plate full of kings. In the past few years, Shahai has been envoys and moved people to the forest to see. The hops are still beautiful and have not faded after frost. Maoling's thirst is so great that he can eat more than he wants. "
Jin Dynasty? Fu Xuan. "Zao Fu": "Lili Zhushi is as crisp as snow and as sweet as honey. The crisp ones should be new, and they are the treasures of summer. The hard ones should be dried. "
Song Dynasty? Wang Anshi. "Jujube": "It is said in the past to grow peaches, and it is what you want to grow jujubes. In fact, it is a beautiful fruit, and in terms of talent, it is a good tree. Yugan is a neighbor, but he still has a greedy woman to chase him away. In case of Yuqiu on the plate, eat quickly to get enough. The wind bag falls into the Zhu Zhuan, and the sun wrinkles the red jade. "
Tang Dynasty? Bai Juyi. "Lychee Illustration Preface": "Lychees grow in the Ba Gorge, the shadows of the trees are like curtains, the leaves are like cinnamon and holly; the flowers are like oranges, green and green; they are like pills, ripe in summer; ...The flesh is as white as ice and snow, and the slurry is as sweet and sour as cheese. "
Tang Dynasty? Bai Juyi. "Eighteen Rhymes of Lychee Poems": "Chew the taste of heaven and smell the fragrance of other world." The moistening lotus produces water, and the freshness exceeds the orange and produces frost. The swallow in the palm contains nectar and tongue pulp. "
Du Mu of Tang Dynasty. "Passing the Huaqing Palace Quatrains": "Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opened in sequence on the top of the mountain. Riding on the red dust concubine smiled, no one knew it was lychee. "
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. "Eating Lychees": "It is spring at the foot of Luofu Mountain, and the orange and bayberry trees are fresh. I eat three hundred lychees a day and live a long life as a Lingnan native. "Song Dynasty? Ouyang Xiu. "Langtaosha": "The wheat in the five mountains is withered in autumn, and the litchi is the first to be elixired." There are crystal pills in the gauze bag. But the students of Yiyi University live far away and are not close to Chang'an. Recalling the past events of Kaiyuan, the concubine showed pity for her. As soon as her soul dispersed from Mawei Pass, there was only the mortal world without an envoy, and her eyes were full of Lishan Mountain. "
Baixiang Mountain. "Lychee Illustration Preface": "Lychees grow in Baxia, the trees are like canopies, the leaves are like holly, the flowers are like oranges and bloom in spring, they are like pills and ripe in summer, and the flowers are like grapes. It is actually like a loquat, bright as a red silk ribbon, with a membrane like a violet flower, the flesh is as white as ice and snow, and the liquid is as sweet as cheese. "
"Erya": "Five fertile soils, the trees are suitable for plums and plums. "
"Collection of Yuefu Poems? Ancient Ci? The Conduct of a Gentleman": "The melon field does not accept shoes, and Li Xia does not wear his crown." "
Liang Shen Yue of the Southern Dynasty. "Mai Li Shi": "The green jade crowns the West Sea, and the blue stone covers the outer area. It turns into a solid garden, and underneath it becomes a road scale. A good person is of great value, but a small invitation is hard to pass up. The color is moist, and the taste is cold water vermilion. I picked it up and wanted to offer it, but I still wanted to eat and wander around."
Pan Yue of Jin Dynasty. "Xianju Fu": "The jujube of Zhou Wen's weak school, the plum of Zhu Zhong of Fangling. ”