1. Five-character poem about plum blossoms
Flowers
Author: Cui Daorong
The number of calyxes contains snow at the beginning, and it is difficult to mark the original painting alone .
There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Listening to the horizontal flute and worrying about it, leaning on the leaning branch to look at the disease.
Shuo Feng is like a man of understanding, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossom / Plum
Author: Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Flowers
"Early Plum Blossoms" by Liu Zongyuan
Early plum blossoms grow on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Han Ying is in ruins. 2. Poems about plum blossoms
Plum Blossom Author: Shui Gangwanyi carefully treasures the hope of a lifetime, letting the orioles bloom in every spring, letting the moon shine brightly and the stars are sparse in every summer, I look at the crowds coming and going in the distance and face it indifferently. I am waiting for you and my past without any regrets. When you are wandering, you come to autumn as scheduled. Heaven and earth are solemn, mountains and rivers are solemn. I shake off a tree with a smile. The vicissitudes of life fill the branches with hundreds of billions of greetings. Quietly, I came quietly with wisps of spring breeze, a trace of warmth, and pieces of affection. I quietly left with people's admiration, a longing for life, and an incomparable attachment to Mother Earth. Flowers bloom and fall throughout the year, spring, summer, autumn and winter. The cycle of life. Maybe everyone appreciates the aloofness and purity of plum blossoms, but who knows the sadness in her heart? ﹍﹍ Snow Dance Plum Blossom Author: Snow Mountain Snow Dance Plum Blossom A young man is playing solo according to bamboo. The gurgling flute sound is floating and flying in the slight snow. Snowflakes are dancing with it. The flute sound is quivering. The mountain stream is joyful in the wind. Following the soft footsteps of snowflakes. Dancing on the ground and playing the stringless zither, the heavenly sound flew into the flowers, like a quiet woman waiting for the dance in the snow. The crimson petals are dots of spring, like a dream, and the melodious sound enters the painting screen. The flowers in the snow are lingering in the purity and purity. In the kiss, thousands of mountains and rivers are light and gentle, thousands of mountains and rivers are drunk, among which the flowers are happy, the cheeks are red, the bamboo flute is as light as a dream, a bosom friend in the mountains is hard to find, the flowers are flying with the snow, and the dream never wakes up. ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ Author of Plum Blossom Drunk: The shadow of the tree is in those deep eyes under the sun. Someone accidentally broke the dream-like glass cup. Then suddenly one day, in a certain part of this day, I suddenly Remember the plum blossom that fell and turned up on the ground﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ That plum blossom Author: A single plum blossom bloomed in the old bamboo garden, bathing in the wind and snow Like a weird thing.
I want to pick one and hide it in my heart, but I am afraid of ruining the picturesque scenery. In fact, plum blossoms also love the beauty of spring, just waiting for the bees to fall gently.
Stroking the stamens makes you more beautiful, and the pollen blushes your cheeks. When spring comes, bees come to collect honey, but you drift silently to the end of the world.
I regret not picking it with my hands in the first place, leaving only regrets and sorrow. In fact, there are thousands of plum blossoms in the world, but I only love that plum blossom.
Even though the plum blossoms are right in front of my eyes, I don’t have any desire to pick them up.
﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ The Back of a Plum Blossom Author: Dai Gaoshan Suddenly remembered the image of your back forgotten by the years, the lost rose in the early spring drizzle in the dusk alley I lost the cold and messy smoke clouds, and the back of a plum blossom reminds me of you dancing with a sword in the snow. The snowflakes are shining with pure white silver light, and the silver light is like a long roar, cutting through the tranquility of early spring. I know that the nightmare like red sleeves is there. Between holding my hands and raising my head, countless past events passed by. Suddenly, when I looked back, the rain was as hazy as tears. Gradually, my heart flowed to March. I thought, the spring sun is like blood, I thought the spring flowers were like fire, I thought, the meaning of spring I thought of poetry, as warm as plum blossoms, so I turned my teary face and looked into the distance. In the distance, your red back like the spring tide in January drifted away like a dream, and disappeared slowly like the red sleeves. ﹍﹍﹍﹍ ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ Plum Blossoms Bloom Author: The Sea Breeze Gently Swings - Written for the last snow in 2005. You appeared in my dream. The short-winged bird did not catch up with Xingyan. My eyes did not catch up, you only lifted my sleep-deprived hijab. You, the midnight elf, are so naughty that my heart trembles. Your claws woke me up and turned me into a wisp of cloud. I really want to catch your shadow and comb your feathers. My face, you, make me dream and dream. The smile is so short. I am not sincere enough or brave enough. Without you, how can I be romantic in winter? The years have grown old and mature. Why is tragic life so short? Why do we still dance with dust and happiness? Tickets are always so pitiful. You have already been here and I am no longer alone. May your soul, this laughing nightmare of early spring, have my soul in your dreams. Plum Blossom Rain Author: Wang Hongshan followed a wisp of fragrance to the plum blossom tree to look for the long-lost jasmine tea. Standing beside the lotus pond was a slim woman with plain hair and pink face, holding a pipa in her arms. Isn't that plum blossom rain? I saw her looking into the distance, thoughtfully. What was she doing? Who was she thinking about? ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ Asking about Plum Blossoms at Night Author: Meng Wufan Condensing Purple High-rise Buildings in Autumn Colors in the Deep Night, Lonely Small Ponds Accompanying the Starry River, Silent Towers, High-locked Bronze Birds, Spring Breezes Only Green and Thousands of Feet Away , The country is withered and the mountains are dry, but now the letters from home are thousands of miles away, and the dream has become a piece of wood. I lean on the railing and ponder for a long time without any evidence. When will the plum blossoms respond to me? ﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍﹍ Plum Blossom Author: Wang Shui There is not a single leaf on the tree; the grass is curled up into a ball; the earth is wearing a gray coat.
I stand in the wind and look for the scent of plum blossoms. The leaves on the ground are yellow and black; there is a little frost; the north wind is howling.
I stand in the clouds and look for the branches of plum blossoms. It was a place where flowing water passed through, and there was no trace of the past.
Several pure souls are communicating and communicating with each other. That soul turned into a plum tree for me.
In the windy and snowy days, plum blossoms were in full bloom. 3. Poems about plum blossoms
1. "Plum Blossoms/Plum Blossoms"
Author Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Vernacular translation:
The few plum blossoms in the corner bloomed alone despite the severe cold.
Why do you know from a distance that the white plum blossoms are not snow? Because there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
2. "Snowy Plum Part 1"
Author Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in spring, so Sao Renge paid for the review.
The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
Vernacular translation:
Both plum blossoms and snowflakes believe that they have all the beauty of spring, and neither one is willing to admit defeat. It is difficult to break a poet and write a critical article.
To be fair, the plum blossoms make the snowflakes crystal clear and white, but the snowflakes lose the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
3. "Qing Ping Le · Snow every year"
Author Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty
Snow every year. Often add plum blossoms to get drunk. There is no good intention in removing all the plum blossoms. Winning clothes full of tears.
This year we are at the end of the world. Xiaoxiao's temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.
Vernacular translation:
When it snowed every year when I was a child, I would often indulge in the interest of arranging plum blossoms. Later, although I had the plum branches in my hands, I was not in a good mood to enjoy them. I just rubbed them carelessly, causing my clothes to be stained with tears.
When the plum blossoms bloom again this year, I live alone in a very remote place, and the short and thin hair around my ears has turned gray. Looking at the open plum blossoms blown by the wind that night, it is probably hard to see their splendor.
4. "Three Miscellaneous Poems·Part 2"
Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
When you come from your hometown, you should know about it.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?
Vernacular translation:
You have just come from our hometown, so you must know the people and the world in your hometown.
I would like to ask if the wintersweet flower in front of the carved window of my house was blooming when you came?
5. "Snowy Plum Part 2"
Author Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty
Plum without snow is not spiritual, and snow without poetry is vulgar.
At dusk, the sky is full of snow, and it is very spring when combined with plum blossoms.
Vernacular translation:
If there are only plum blossoms but no snowflakes, it does not look very spiritual. If it snows but there is no Wen Xianghe, it will be very tacky. When I finished writing the poem as the sun set in the winter evening, it happened to snow again in the sky. Look at the plum blossoms and snowflakes blooming, as colorful and vibrant as spring. 4. Write thirty poems about plum blossoms
Plum blossom poems of the past dynasties. Presented to Fan Ye, Lu Kai, Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty. When the plum blossoms were broken, they met the post envoys and sent them to the people of Longtou.
Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch. Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Lin Hejing, Tang Dynasty. All the flowers are swaying and noisy, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, but we don’t need to be good at carving out golden bottles. Plum Blossoms by Wang Anshi There are several plum trees in the corner, Ling Han blooms alone.
I don’t know that there is not enough snow, but there is a hidden fragrance. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a plum blossom poem Wang Anshi Huafa looks for spring and is happy to see plum blossoms. One of them is piled with snow near the road.
Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin Determined to live at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things.
Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year’s flowers. Plum Blossoms Seen in Fufengjie in mid-November. Li Shangyin. The pavilions on the road are beautiful and fragrant at odd times.
Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost. The gift is far away and the empty hand is full, and the injury is appropriate and the heart is broken.
For whom is Cheng Zao Xiu? Not waiting for the new year to bloom. Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1 -) Lu You. I heard the plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze, and the snow piles were all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2) The branches in the valley are more northerly, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 3) The snow blows and the wind blows louder and louder, The integrity of the flowers is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.
Early Plum Blossoms Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie It blooms early to welcome the spring, and does not mind the cold alone. Afraid of falling flowers, no one cares to look at them.
Jiangmei by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The plum blossoms are broken before the wax, and there are more plum blossoms after the year. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about? The snow and trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples.
The hometown is invisible, Wu Xiu is gloomy and craggy. Early Plum Blossoms by Qi Ji of the Tang Dynasty Ten thousand trees are about to break due to the cold, but their solitary roots grow warm.
In the deep snow in Qiancun, a branch bloomed last night. The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a look at the beautiful scenery.
As expected next year, Yingchundai will be released first. Miscellaneous Poems by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown.
Leaning in front of the window tomorrow, have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet? Miscellaneous Ode by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty I have seen the plum blossoms blooming in the winter, and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps.
Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, I am determined to live at the end of the world, relying on the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
Plum Blossoms on the River by Wang Shi of the Tang Dynasty Suddenly I saw a plum tree blooming on the bank of the Han River. I don’t know that spring is coming early, so I suspect it’s a bead maker.
"Tingmei Ode" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty Early flowers often suffer from cold, and numerous flowers are often bitter and sour. Why is it that on a spring day, you are sitting in the dark mood? Yaotao is smiling at each other, and the wandering prostitute is willing to look back! When you ask about adjusting the golden tripod, you realize that it is difficult to make the right taste.
Plum Blossom by Cui Daorong of the Tang Dynasty. The calyx contains snow at the beginning, so it is difficult to draw it alone. There is a unique charm in the fragrance, and it is extremely clear and does not know the cold.
Hengdi and Chouting, oblique skills depend on the disease. The headwind is like a solution, and it is easy not to destroy.
Plum Blossoms by Yu Xin of the Tang Dynasty In the middle of the twelfth lunar month of that year, the plum blossoms were already in bloom. If you don’t believe this Spring Festival Gala, come and watch it in the snow.
The trees are moving and the ice is falling, and the branches are high and cold. If I had known I couldn't find him, I would have regretted wearing the clothes.
Looking for Plum Blossoms in the Snow by Xiao Gang of the Tang Dynasty I was surprised that the plum blossoms were late, so I rushed to see them in the snow. The lower branches are visible at low levels, but the upper branches are far away and difficult to see.
We are both ashamed to show our wrists, and give in to each other because our waists are weak. The beard must be cut and picked, and you can learn two or three techniques.
Plum Blossoms by Jiang Weihan of the Tang Dynasty There is a plum tree in front of Baiyu Hall, and today I suddenly saw several flowers blooming. Several doors are closed, how can one get in the spring scenery? Plum Blossom, Song Dynasty·Chen Liang. The sparse technique is horizontal, the jade is thin, and the small calyx is dotted with pearl.
One flower suddenly blooms first, and all flowers bloom later. If you want to convey the message of spring, don’t be afraid of being buried in the snow.
The jade flute has been suspended for three times, Dong Junzheng advocated. Winter Miscellany Zhang Lei of the Song Dynasty The body of the empty mountain is about to grow old, but the old age will return.
The willows grow every year when I am worried, and the plum blossoms are everywhere when I am sad. The green vegetables have short nails, and the red wax-spotted flowers bloom.
No matter how there is ice and snow, the east wind returns day and night. Zai Yang Gongji Plum Blossoms by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty Mo Xiangshuang's resentment in the morning has not yet begun, and he will destroy each other day and night.
A new flower contains wind and dew, just like the west chamber waiting for the moon to come. Presenting Plum Blossoms on the Ridge by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. When the plum blossoms are in full bloom, the white flowers will bloom. No one will come after passing by.
Don’t taste the green plums while cooking wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the yellow plums. Ink Plum by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty In a dream, the clear river is drunk with the fragrance of ink, and the branches are thin and frosty with cold pistils.
Now there is no need to ask about white and black, let’s just put on the makeup of the world. Inscribed on Yang Buzhi's painting, Lou Yao, Song Dynasty. Plum blossoms are often seen in pens as if they were divine, while pines and bamboos are even more realistic.
Hundreds of flowers are all friends, but Suihan only sees these three people. Snowy Plum, Song Dynasty, Lu Meipo. Plum without snow is not spiritual, and snow without plum is vulgar.
At dusk, the sky is full of snow, which is very fragrant when combined with plum blossoms. Snow Plum Blossoms, Lu Meipo, Song Dynasty. The plum blossoms and snow plummeted in the spring but refused to fall, so the poet put down his pen and commented on it.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. From Zhang Zhongmou to Qilaimei Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty Wild plum blossoms grow behind Wenjun Temple, and the fragrant honey dyes them into a palace-like yellow color.
Don’t fold it to cover your old eyes. If you want to know the beauty of spring, go to the pond. Sleeping Tiredly on a Snow Boat by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty. The open window of the small pavilion is half-closed, and he is falling asleep while reading a book.
I was annoyed by the plum blossoms for no reason, so I blew the incense to break my dream. Cold Night, Song Dynasty·Du Lei On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and becomes red.
The moon in front of the window is the same as usual, but the plum blossoms are different. Ancient Plum Blossoms by Xiao Dezao of the Song Dynasty The concubine Xiang stands in danger on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hangs on the coral branches.
The ugliness can be astonishingly charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul. Ping Mei by Zhang Daoqia, Song Dynasty. A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance does not fade when the stream flows.
No one can see the horizontal and slanting bamboo bottom, and don’t know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon. Red Plum Blossoms by Su Dongpo Every year, red plum blossoms are blooming.
Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots. Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky.
The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.
There is no need to comfort distant guests when Hanying is in ruins. Newly Planted Plum Blossoms By Bai Juyi Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are about to bloom.
Don’t be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you. Mo Mei Zhao Bingwen The painter does not paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight.
It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures. Baimei Yuan Wang Mian This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe.
Mo Mei, Yuan Dynasty, Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Plum Blossom by Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Appreciating Red Plum Blossoms at the Beginning of Spring Yuan·Yuanhuai Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared in the streets.
When dawn comes, a tree is like a cluster of apricots, opening towards the isolated village across a small bridge. It seems that the chemical industry dislikes the thinness of pink, so the color is used to help the flowers become more delicate.
There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers. Recalling the Plum Blossoms by Duan Keji of the Yuan Dynasty The Immortal from Gushe, with her ice-skinned skin, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past.
Don’t forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone. Plum Blossoms of the West Lake by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and the wind and moon of the six bridges are close friends.
Let others compete for pleasure, and do not care about prosperity. Yuanyangmei by Feng Zizhen of the Yuan Dynasty has two flowers on parallel pedicles, so it is suitable to be photographed near the cold pond.
I only worry that the corners of the painting are blown away and the shadows fly away. 5. Poems describing grief
In remembrance of loved ones, I cried for the first time on the first day of my life. Zhou Shuran of the Qing Dynasty (remembering his deceased father) I cried for my loved ones all night long, and they came again at dawn.
Afraid of hurting my loving mother, I secretly flow to my pillow. Tang Dynasty - Li Yu - Elegy poem (can be used to remember both parents) It is hard to let go of the eternal thoughts, and I sigh in pain when I am alone.
The rain is late and the autumn is silent, and sorrow causes more diseases. I can't think about it before I swallow the wind, and my eyes are blurry and blurry.
The king of space should remember me, and the poor man is lost in his family. "Jiang Chengzi": Su Shi (in memory of his deceased wife) The ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, on a bright moonlit night, there is a short pine hill. Thoughts of Lisi - Yuan Zhen (Dead Wife) Once upon a time, it was difficult to find water in the sea, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.
I look back lazily at Huacong, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty (reminiscent of his late husband Zhao Mingcheng) Lonely Goose I woke up from sleep on the rattan bed and under the paper tent, with endless words and no good thoughts.
The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, accompanying my feelings like water. Playing the flute for three times, the plum blossoms are broken, and there is so much joy in spring.
The gentle wind and drizzle make the ground rustle, prompting thousands of tears. The flute player goes to the empty jade tower, who can he lean on with his broken heart! If you break off a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it! Qingming mourning poems expressing grief during the Qingming Festival: "Qingming Festival" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like losing their souls. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
"Cold Food on the Way" There will be cold food soon, and it is late spring on the way. It's a pity that when I look at Jiangpu, I can't see anyone from Luoqiao.
The North Pole is the master of Ming Dynasty, and the South Sea is the minister of exile. In the broken heart of my hometown, wicker branches are new day and night.
"Cold Food" Flowers are flying everywhere in the Spring City, and the east wind of Cold Food keeps the willows from slanting. At dusk, candles were passed around the Han Palace, and light smoke dispersed into the house of the Five Marquises.
Poems expressing grief during the Qingming Festival: 1) Suddenly I met the Blue Bird Messenger and invited me to Chisong’s house. ——Meng Haoran's "Qingming Festival Banquet at the Taoist Priest's Room with Plum Blossoms" 2) In the broken heart of my hometown, wicker branches are new day and night.
—— Song Zhiwen's "Cold Food Questions on the Way, Huangmei Linjiang Post Mail to Cui Rong" 3) Try to go up to Wumen to have a look at the county, and there is new smoke in several places during the Qingming Festival. ——Zhang Ji's "Lu Men Ji Shi" 4) Lin Wo is worried about the end of spring, and opens the pavilion to enjoy the beauty of things.
—— Meng Haoran's "Qingming Day Banquet at the Taoist Priest's Room with Plum Blossoms" 5) Poor people often have no fireworks, not only in the Ming Dynasty. —— Meng Yunqing's "Cold Food" 6) In the rain, the fire is forbidden and the house is cold, and the oriole on the river sits alone and listens.
—— Wei Yingwu's "Cold Food to the Brothers in the Capital" 7) Favoring willows and flowers, cold food is near, and all kinds of annoying weather. ——Li Qingzhao's "Niannujiao? Spring Love" 8) The rain sounds during the Qingming Festival.
—— Zhang Yan's "Chao Zhongcuo? Qingming Festival" 9) Pear blossoms are eaten in the cold, and they only worry about the rest during the festival. ——Yang Wanli's "Cold Food on the Tomb" 10) The spring breeze returns to the grass, and there is nothing new in the new year.
—— Yang Wanli's "Cold Food on the Tomb" 11) Guests' thoughts are like willows, and there are thousands of spring breezes. ——Wang Anshi's "Renchen Cold Food" 12) Wasps frequently flutter on the swing rope, and the delicate hands are fragrant at that time.
—— Wu Wenying's "Wind in the Pines? Listen to the Wind and Rain During the Qingming Festival" 13) Crows crow and magpies make noise in the dark trees, who will cry when eating cold food during the Qingming Festival. ——Bai Juyi's "Cold Food Wild Hope Song" 14) When the cold food is not long, peonies are first sold.
—— Chao Chongzhi's "Thank you for the emperor's kindness? Not much cold food" 15) I dreamed of returning to the mountain pillow to hide the flowers. ——Li Qingzhao's "Huanxi Sha? Spring Lights and Cold Food Days" 16) Tingxuan is lonely near the Qingming Festival, drinking with the remaining flowers, and suffering from last year's illness again.
—— Zhang Xian's "Qingmen Yin? Spring Thoughts" 17) The melancholy two mandarin ducks are not available, and the quiet steps are covered with moss overnight. ——Wu Wenying "Wind in the Pines? Listen to the Wind and Rain Over the Qingming Festival" 18) There are mountains under the white mountains all around the country, and every guest during the Qingming Festival will miss home.
——Gao Qi's "Qingming Presentation to the Dukes in the Hall" 19) It's just after Qingming, and I gradually feel the twilight of spring. ——Li Guan's "Butterfly Loves Flowers? Spring Evening" 20) Fangzhou is picking up greenery and forgetting to return home at dusk, and the time for an outing in Xiuye ??is uncertain.
—— Zhang Xian's "Magnolia? Yi Mao Wuxing Cold Food" 21) There is a heavy spring that cannot be heard, and people go back in the rain. ——Bai Juyi's "Han Shi Ye Wang Yin" 22) When spring comes to Qingming, there are many flowers and willows.
—— Xin Qiji's "Thanks to the Emperor's Favor? Chuzhou is Fan Wushou" 23) Pear blossoms bloom in the wind and rain, narrow rope curtains, and small window screens. —— Qiao Ji's "Order of Gui Gui? Qingming Festival" 24) Three thousand feet of pure worry on the temples, fifty years of prosperous spring dreams.
—— Qiao Ji's "Order of Gui Gui? Guest window Qingming" 25) After a cold meal, I woke up and groaned. —— Su Shi's "Looking to the South of the Yangtze River? Transcendent Taiwanese Works" 26) Poor looking at Jiangpu, there are no Luoyang people.
—— Song Zhiwen's "The question of cold food on the way, Huangmei Linjiang Station is sent to Cui Rong" 27) Huai's family has a cold food night, and the wine falls into the sky. ——Zhao Changqing's "Linjiang Fairy? Late Spring" 28) The wild tang flowers have fallen, and the Qingming Festival has passed in a hurry.
——Xin Qiji's "Nian Nujiao? Book on the Wall of Dongliu Village" 29) What a shame for a straight man! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance? The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it. —— Yang Wanli's "Cold Food on the Tomb" 30) The scarf is covered with snow and the scarlet mirror has withered early.
——Wang Anshi's "Renchen Cold Food" 31) Flowers and fallen grass grow together, and the orioles and butterflies perform together. ——Meng Haoran's "Qingming Festival" 32) Smoke and water are sold to thousands of families for the first time, and the east wind blows thousands of willows.
—— Dou Gong's "Xiangyang Cold Food Sends to Yu" 33) Walking alone around the corridor, resting, listening to string instruments in the distance and looking at flowers in secret. ——Bai Juyi's "Qingming Night" 34) Tangli flowers reflect the poplar trees, which are the place where life and death part ways.
——Bai Juyi's "Cold Food and Wild Hopes" 35) Half an acre of tung flowers, quietly locked in a courtyard filled with sorrow and rain. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Suo Chuang Han? Cold Food" 36) It's late at night, and the old friend cuts the candle and talks to the west window.
—— Zhou Bangyan's "Suochuang Han? Cold Food" Sad Sentences 1. Relatives have traveled to immortality, but they have not yet been blessed with children and grandchildren. How to reflect on the wandering soul thousands of miles away.
2. In the world of Nuo Da, I yearn for the desolate space most, go to the most desolate place, and have the most beautiful dreams. Then, disappear in a corner.
3. Revolutionary martyrs, you died for the interests of the people. Your death is heavier than Mount Tai. You are with the green mountains and you will live forever with the earth. You will always be a monument in our hearts.
4. The Qingming Festival year after year, the care year after year, the miss time after time, the memory every minute. I will never forget or leave. I will work hard and cherish those around me.
5. I have to admit that the fragility of life cannot withstand our repeated tests. Life or death may have been destined. The dead are like this, and the living are silent for this reason.
Silence is the greatest respect for the deceased. 6. Do you still remember those people you once liked, the fragments of memories, laughter and sadness?
7. The Qingming rain falls one after another and keeps pattering. It is the sky crying and everyone’s tears of longing. Approaching the Martyrs Monument, we look up - what we see is not an ordinary person. A scene, under the moonlight night, seems to be seen in the turbulent years. 6. Poems about beauties being a disaster
"A beauty is a disaster" - Deng Jiming
A beauty is not a disaster, but a cheap concubine is also a pity.
Thousands of worries and troubles are all caused by the secular world.
1. The emperor of the Han Dynasty valued beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, and Yu Yu could not get it for many years.
2. It was difficult to meet a beautiful woman, so he invited her to drink and get drunk alone.
Only after the dream of ruining the country and the family did we wake up, it turns out that beauty is a disaster
3. The beauty Xi Shi Yang Guifei, Zhaojun came out of Sai Diao Zen beauty.
The appearance of a beautiful woman can conquer a country, but who knows that beauty can be a disaster
4. The body of the twenty-eight beauties looks like a crisp, and there is a sword at the waist to kill the foolish man.
Although no heads were found, the secret king’s bones were withered.
5. A smile can captivate a city and then a country can be captivated by a smile
7. A flash of anger can lead to beauty.
8. King Wu Fu Chai’s country is in ruins and women are lustful Temptation is the chief sinner.
If Gou Jian did not have this female help, all his efforts would be in vain.
9. Mi Zhi Diao Zen Jade Cold Cui. One woman and two heroes were destroyed.
A square halberd hangs high at the top of the city, and a famous horse, a red rabbit, has tears in its eyes.
10. The Emperor Ming lost all his prosperity in the Kaiyuan Dynasty just because of his fat jade ring.
On the side of the Qing Dynasty, Anshi was in chaos, and the song of eternal regret became empty and haggard.
11. When the Wang family went out of the country to get married, beauty’s trick is the essence.
Since then, Westerners have been lazy and moved eastward, causing trouble and water to flow westward to the border areas.
12. Yuanyuan involves the idiot Sangui, and the Great Wall is in danger.
Thousands of gold win the beauty's smile, and the beacon fire drama makes the prince praise her.
13. Lin Dajimei is a drunkard and a drunkard, and she is the sister of the Wu family who wields power and is in power.
There is also green water beside the river, which is called Red Guard for the harm to the world.
14. It’s hard to meet a beautiful woman, so I invite you to drink and get drunk alone.
Only when the country is ruined and the family is ruined do we wake up from the dream, it turns out that beauty is the source of trouble 7. Poems about plum blossoms that frighten every step of the way
Snowflakes and red plum blossoms: the sky is already dark
The sun is resting
Seeing shining stars in the distant night sky
I imagine you and me flying freely in the sky
Sing with me and sit in the bend The moon
Autumn has passed
Winter is coming
I see plum blossom branches and leaves
scattered in front of my eyes
The starry night cannot touch your face
Alone in love
I can no longer rest
Snowflakes and red plums are floating in the sky
< p> Your care always makes me feel heartbeatThinking of your tenderness, my heart is as red as a flower
In fact, I am also afraid of the sting of cold snow
Snowflake Red plum blossoms float in the frozen night
Candlelight makes me fantasize about sweet dreams
The north wind blows and slowly sheds tears
I can only miss and let love follow me The wind is blowing
No more coming back
Autumn is over
Winter is coming
Seeing plum blossom branches and leaves
Scattered before my eyes
The starry night cannot touch your face
Alone in love
I can no longer rest
Snowflakes Red plums are floating in the air
Your care always makes my heart beat
When I think of your tenderness, my heart is as red as a flower
In fact, I am also afraid of Hanxue Stinging
Snowflakes and red plum blossoms are floating in the freezing night
Candlelight makes me fantasize about sweet dreams
The north wind blows and slowly sheds tears
I can only miss and let love float with the wind
Never look back (this is it)