There is a poem about begonia 1. Ancient poems about begonia.
In the Northern Song Dynasty, the begonia-Su Shi's east wind curled up and worshipped the light, and the fragrant fog turned to the corridor.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup. Chun Qing misses his hometown Haitang Song —— Yang Wanli's hometown Haitang dreams of entering Jiangxi Jinxiu Pile.
At this time, although spring returns, everything is thriving, but people are old; Swallows fly back every year after offering sacrifices to the land god. Spring is like a piece of green and white, not heavy and light weather, it is the scene of Chu Qing; In this spring, catkins will fly and fall.
But this beautiful spring scenery can't be eaten, so let poetry attract it to Qiong Yao's jade cup. The peers have not opened begonia gold-Yuan Haowen's branches are full of new green, and Xiao Lei hides a little red.
Be sure to cherish your heart, don't bloom easily, let the peach blossom fan bloom in the spring of spring breeze! Haitang Creek and Tang Dynasty —— The scenery of Xuetao Spring Corner is in Xianxia, and fish always bring water flowers.
Regardless of spiritual differences, the world is competing to dye red valerian in the sand. Haitangchun and Song Ma Yanzi's waist is black and timid.
Anh Hong swing courtyard. Fly away to the swallow and shake the real pearl foil.
Eyes full of green leaves, rouge calyx. I can't bear to stare often.
Love spring, don't play magpies in the flowers. The topic of Ting Yun's seclusion in Ciling Begonia Flower Tang Wen is who will enjoy it, and one year is empty and promising.
The island is full of flowers, and when the spring is bright. Shu color is light and swaying, and Wu makeup is low.
Who hates princes and grandchildren? He was disappointed that he was late going down the mountain. Begonia soup-Zheng Gu Spring Breeze is intended to be even in color, so it can be sold together with poetry.
It's best to have a fresh rain when the wind is sunny, and it's about to open. Mochow was lazy at the window, and Liang Guangdan was late in writing.
I'm drunk and can't get enough of it. I admire his butterfly branches. Liu Jian, a begonia flower in the Tang Dynasty, is slightly red but not deep, which seems to be longing for spring.
Smoke is lighter than Guo's songs, and Ruby's tears are heavier. The embroidered curtain on the lower side is easy to fold, but the hidden butterfly is hard to find.
More affection at night, fragrance under the moon accompanied by drunkenness. The beauty of Haitang shows a bright future-Tang Yan's face is full of makeup, poor butterfly powder and bee crazy.
From now on, I mean who said, a piece of Chun Qing Fu Haitang. Huangtingjian Begonia Garden in the Northern Song Dynasty looks for spring scenery and recommends red incense every day.
I don't think the scenery is over, I'm busy studying. Begonia flower in the Northern Song Dynasty-Wang Anshi's green and delicate eyebrows brushed lightly, and the red and tender demon spared his face and thin makeup.
It's not enough to make flowers, it's only long when singing in cantata. On Six Poems in Qing Dynasty —— Bai Haitang —— the first poem by Cao Xueqin —— Jiao Xiake (Jia Tanchun) The cold grass in the setting sun has a heavy door, and the moss is full of rain pots.
Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget. My heart is weak, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night.
Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing dusk with me. The second song-Heng (played by Xue Baochai) cherishes Fangzi, closes the door by day, and empties the basin with an urn.
Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul. You know that flowers are brighter when you are pale, but how can you get jade without trace when you are worried? If you want to pay for Bai Di, you should be clean. If you don't talk about Tingting, you will faint.
The third song-Hongyi Gongzi (Jia Baoyu) reflects autumn colors, and seven sections are full of snow. Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear. Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
The fourth song-Princess Xiaoxiang (Lin Daiyu) half rolled the curtain and half closed the door, and the ice was ground into a basin. Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn. Who is shy and silent? I'm tired of leaning against the west wind at night.
No.5 and No.6-Pillow Summer (Shi Xiangyun) An old friend of the immortal went down to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade. Naturally, frost moths prefer cold, and their souls leave Guan Qian.
Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks. But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache.
It is appropriate to have a corner and a basin. Flowers are hard to find a mate because they are happy and clean, and people are easy to break their souls because of autumn sadness.
Jade candle drops dry the tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain separates the remnant moon marks. The dark color wants to persuade Chang 'e, and the night is dim in the empty corridor.
Begonia is clear-Gong Zizhen's gold and flowers are two waves, and her childlike innocence is still alive. At the end of the month, the sea red curtain, the west wing flower shadow is full of anger.
Wu's garden begonia is modern-Chen Yinque sends spring without wind or rain, and the corner garden is unique. If you read history, you will know what happened today, and if you look at flowers, you will know what happened last year.
Dream back to Jinli, sorrow is like the sea, and wine wakes Huangzhou for dust. When you hear the light, you grab it, and the green chapter saves tears.
2. What are the ancient poems about Haitang?
Wang Qi in Song Dynasty
First remove the residual makeup of plum powder and coat it with new red begonia.
It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall.
Living in the east of Dinghui Garden, there are flowers all over the mountain, and there is a kind of begonia, which the natives don't know how expensive it is. Su Shi in Song Dynasty
Jiangcheng is rich in vegetation, and only famous flowers are bitter and lonely.
Laugh at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always full of customs.
I also know that creation has profound significance, so I sent a beautiful woman to an empty valley.
Nature, wealth is the appearance of nature, not waiting for the golden plate to recommend China's house.
Su Shi, a begonia in Song Dynasty
The east wind is full of worship, and the fragrance and fog are raining on the moon.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep at night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
The following is taken from A Dream of Red Mansions.
Tan Chun's ode to Bai Hai Tang
The setting sun is cold and the grass is heavy, and the moss is full of rain pots. Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget.
My heart is weak, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night. Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing dusk with me.
Baochai's ode to Bai Hai Tang
During the day, cherish Fang Zi and cover the door, and join hands with the urn to fill the moss basin. Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul.
Only when you are weak can you know that flowers are more colorful, but when you are sad, you can get jade without trace. If you want to pay for the cleaning in Bai Di, you will get dizzy if you don't talk about Tingting.
Baoyu's ode to the white sea
Autumn colors reflect the heavy doors, and seven sections are full of snow. Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear. Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
Dai Yu's ode to Bai Hai Tang
Half-rolled curtains cover the door, and the ice is ground into earth jade as a basin. Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn. Who is shy and silent? I'm tired of leaning against the west wind at night.
Xiang Yun's Ode to Bai Hai Tang (I)
The immortal went to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade. Naturally, frost moths prefer cold, and their souls leave Guan Qian.
Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks. But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache.
Xiang Yun's Ode to Bai Hai Tang (Ⅱ)
It is appropriate to have a corner and a basin. Flowers are hard to find a mate because they are happy and clean, and people are easy to break their souls because of autumn sadness.
Jade candle drops dry the tears in the wind, and the crystal curtain separates the remnant moon marks. The dark color wants to persuade Chang 'e, and the night is dim in the empty corridor.
begonia
Qiu Jin
Planting deep rain, a bunch of light, a bunch of thickness.
How many times in your life have you not used the spring breeze to fight the evening breeze?
Reflections on the Screen Painting of Post Office Begonia
Song luyou
Tired of thinking about long walls, this habit is as stubborn as stone.
Dumen sighed again, but stopped drinking and began to feel ashamed.
Begonia blooms in Chengdu in February, and Jinxiang is wrapped in the city.
Yan Palace is the most prosperous flower sea, with the remains of the national tyrant.
The scarlet parrot green is very clever, and the overlapping calyx sticks to the dazzling sun.
A prosperous dream suddenly blew away, and the people remembered it with their eyes closed.
Sorrow and joy are easy to know when they are looking for each other, so old people remember drunken poems.
At night, the wind and rain passed, worrying about the broken branches on the screen.
Begonia song
Lu you
When I first arrived in Shu, my temples were not frosted, and Nanchong looked at Haitang.
I can't see it at that time, but I'm afraid there's a Bijifang.
Biji Haitang is unparalleled in the world, with branches like orangutan blood.
Is Yan Zhuang willing to be a man? I feel colorless before flowers.
The ship is eight thousand miles to the east, and Yangzhou peony should die of shame.
Rain and spring, cuckoo cries, and dreams back to Shu every night.
Why seek immortality? More importantly, it is not enough to see a thousand years.
Chinese flowering crab-apple
Songguoshe
Bamboo columns are shining on the horizontal pond, and the shadows of trees are mixed with short walls.
It spread the profound meaning of Dong Jun and dyed it into a beautiful scenery in West Sichuan.
The broken red branches are still powdered, and the shade is fragrant.
It should be a work department without poetry, and it still contains dew for crying makeup.
Living in Dinghui Garden, there are many flowers in the east and many begonia in the mountains. A local doesn't know if it's expensive.
Su Shi
Jiangcheng is rich in vegetation, and only famous flowers are bitter and lonely.
Laugh at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always full of customs
I also know that creation has profound significance, so I sent a beautiful woman to an empty valley.
Nature, wealth is the appearance of nature, not waiting for the golden plate to recommend China's house.
His lips were carried away by wine, and his sleeves were wrapped with Anh Hong meat.
The forest is dark and foggy, Guang Xiao is late, the warm wind is light during the day, and the spring is full.
There are tears and sadness in the rain, and no one is more beautiful under the moon.
There is nothing wrong with Mr. Wang's full stomach. He walks freely and needs a stomach.
Don't ask people and temples, knock on the door with a stick to see bamboo cultivation.
Suddenly, every photo of Zhang Huali was rotten, and the root of the disease was erased with a sigh.
Where did the humble country get this flower? There is nothing good about moving to West Shu.
It's not easy to push your luck, but it's a swan.
I can read it all over the world just to drink this song.
In the Ming Dynasty, when I woke up alone, the snow began to fall.
Broad population spectrum
Qingliu signal
Jun is an old writer in the field of poetry. He laughs at beautiful sentences.
Flowers are sentimental because of poetry, and poetry is more beautiful because of flowers.
Cultivate the rain and dew well, and don't let it languish and get stuck in the dust.
He is as rotten as Xishu. I want to see Qixia from you.
Say goodbye to the begonia behind the hall.
Yu Wang
A pile of red snow charms youth, and tears must be taught to cover the towel when leaving.
Fortunately, don't be haggard next year, and the school book is also a flower lover.
3. Begonia poetry
I'm afraid the flowers will fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I'm afraid the flowers will fall asleep in the middle of the night.
Fire shines in red makeup, resting on the bamboo fence of Song Ge Shengzhong, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai. Peach and plum are always vulgar. Su Shi's residence in Song Dynasty is located in the east of Huiyuan, and there is a begonia in the mountains, but the scholar doesn't know its price. Spring is like a glass of wine, drunk begonia is weak. Song's "Good Things are Near", Haitang does not hesitate to rouge, Song Chen's "Spring in an Independent Drizzle". Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin. Song Liqing's "Like a Dream" begonia blossoms. Who is in charge of spring? It urges flowers to rain every day. Song Li Mi Xun's Young Beauty is full of new green, while Xiao Lei hides a little red.
Jin Yuanhao demanded that "two poems written by begonia in the same generation" should cherish their own hearts and not spit lightly, so as to teach Taoli to make a fuss. Jin Yuanhao asked "two poems of begonia in the same generation" to give some points.
My neck hurts when I sit.
4. Poems describing begonia flowers
Bai Haitang (Jia Baoyu) looks pale and heavy in autumn, with seven sections full of snow.
Bathing is too real, saying it is a shadow, and the heart holding the jade is the soul. The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear.
Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk. "Bai Hai Tang Fu" (Lin Daiyu) is half-rolled and half-covered, grinding ice into soil and grinding jade into a basin.
Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul. The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn.
Who do you complain to in silence? Tired of leaning against the west wind, the night has fainted. In Tan Chun's Ode to a White Sea Pond, the cold grass at sunset brings a heavy door, moss is full of green leaves, and pots are laid after the rain.
Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget. My heart is weak, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night.
Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing dusk with me. Baochai's "Bai Hai Tang Fu" cherishes its beauty, hides outside the door during the day, and carries an urn to fill the moss basin.
Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul. Only when you are weak can you know that flowers are more colorful, but when you are sad, you can get jade without trace.
If you want to pay for the cleaning in Bai Di, you will get dizzy if you don't talk about Tingting. A little more ancient: a trip to the small garden in the Spring Festival Evening. In the Song Dynasty, Wang Qiyi took off the residual makeup on plum powder and painted a new red begonia.
It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall. Living in the east of Dinghui Garden, there are flowers all over the mountain, and there is a kind of begonia, which the natives don't know how expensive it is. Su Shi lived in Jiangcheng area in Song Dynasty, and only famous flowers were bitter and lonely.
Smiling at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always full of customs. I know that creation has profound meaning, so I sent the beauty to the empty valley. Nature, wealth is the appearance of nature, not waiting for the golden plate to recommend China's house.
In the Song Dynasty, begonia, Su Shi's east wind curled up and worshipped the light, and the fragrance turned to the corridor. I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
5. Ancient poems about begonia
Begonia in Yuxin, Northern Zhou Dynasty was planted with the same deep rain and dew, a cluster of light and a cluster of thick.
How many times in your life have you not used the spring breeze to fight the evening breeze? There is a saying in Li Shen's Poem of Begonia in the Tang Dynasty that "the seaside is colorful, you know that you have planted fairy mountains, and Qiong Ruiwen's hometown is Yuen Long, and you can see Penglai on the autonomous map". In the Spring Festival Evening, Wang Qi in the Song Dynasty shed her plum powder makeup and painted a new red begonia. It's time for the tea tree to bloom, and a little thorn grows on the berry wall.
Living in the east of Dinghui Garden, there are flowers all over the mountain, and there is a kind of begonia, which the natives don't know how expensive it is. Su Shi lived in Jiangcheng area in Song Dynasty, and only famous flowers were bitter and lonely. Smiling at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always full of customs. I know that creation has profound meaning, so I sent the beauty to the empty valley.
Nature, wealth is the appearance of nature, not waiting for the golden plate to recommend China's house. In the Song Dynasty, begonia, Su Shi's east wind curled up and worshipped the light, and the fragrance turned to the corridor.
I was afraid that the flowers would sleep at night, so I lit up candles and put on red makeup. The following are excerpts from A Dream of Red Mansions, Tanchun and Bai Haitang Fu. The cold grass in the setting sun has heavy doors, the moss is full of flowers, and the basin is covered with rain. Jade is harder than pure spirit, and snow is easier to forget.
My heart is weak, and my beautiful image is marked in the middle of the night. Don't say that immortals can feather, but sing dusk with me.
Baochai's "Bai Hai Tang Fu" cherishes its beauty, hides outside the door during the day, and carries an urn to fill the moss basin. Rouge washes away the shadow of the autumn platform, and ice and snow absorb the soul.
Only when you are weak can you know that flowers are more colorful, but when you are sad, you can get jade without trace. If you want to pay for the cleaning in Bai Di, you will get dizzy if you don't talk about Tingting.
Baoyu's "Bai Hai Tang Fu" reflects the autumn gate, and the seven sections are full of snow. Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear. Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
Dai Yu's "Bai Hai Tang Fu" is half-rolled and half-covered, with ice ground into soil and jade ground into a basin. Steal a pear for three cents and borrow a plum blossom for a soul.
The moon cave fairy sews robes, and the woman who always wipes crow marks in my heart in autumn. Who is shy and silent? I'm tired of leaning against the west wind at night.
A fairy in Xiang Yun's Bai Hai Tang Fu went down to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade. Naturally, frost moths prefer cold, and their souls leave Guan Qian.
Autumn covers the snow, and rain stains add night marks. But I like the poet's tireless singing, which makes my loneliness ache.
Xiang Yun's "Bai Hai Tang Fu" has a second stage, which leads to Robbie Gate and is also suitable for corners and basins. Flowers are hard to find a mate because they are happy and clean, and people are easy to break their souls because of autumn sadness.
6. What are the poems with "Haitang"?
Li Mi News "Youmei" After the begonia blooms, who will take care of it in spring? It rains every day.
The general idea of these two sentences is: What flowers will begonia bloom after it blooms? No matter what flowers bloom, they will be destroyed by wind and rain.
Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" asked the shutter man, but he said that Haitang was still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
So, she asked the maid who cleaned the house and opened the blinds: What happened to Begonia? The maid took a look and smiled and replied, "Yes, Haitang hasn't changed at all after a night of wind and rain!" The hostess listened and sighed; "Silly girl, do you know that the green leaves of begonia flowers are lush and the red flowers are withered?"
Su Shi's Haitang is afraid of falling asleep at night, so he lights a high candle and wears red makeup.
I was just worried that Haitang would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I specially lit a tall candle to illuminate her so as to appreciate her beauty.
Chen's "Joan Hinton" Begonia is not afraid of rouge color, and it is raining independently.
It means: the delicate begonia, not sparing the bright red flowers, stands upright in the cold wind and rain and blooms independently.
Poem of Begonia, also known as Ode to the White Sea Tang, appeared in the famous Dream of Red Mansions. It was a seven-character poem written by two sisters when Cao Xueqin founded the Daguanyuan Poetry Society in the Qing Dynasty.
It can be divided into Bai Haitang Xue Baochai, Bai Haitang Jia Tanchun, Bai Haitang Jia Baoyu, Bai Haitang Lin Daiyu and Bai Haitang Shi Xiangyun. There are many versions.
7. What are the poems about Haitang?
"The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor." -Shi's Haitang
"Haitang pavilion has a hydrophobic rain in the afternoon. Then a soldier's pay, rouge vomit. When I am old, I cherish my heart, and the flowers are speechless. " -Song Janice's "Begonia is not clear in spring, and there are begonia blessings"
"There is a lot of new green among the branches, and there is a little red in Xiao Lei." Source-Jin Yuanhao asked, "My peers have never opened Haitang."
"Bathing is too real, I can't shoot a shadow, and I hold the heart of learning jade as my soul." -Cao Qing Xueqin's Ode to Bai Haitang
"Why did Haitang suddenly destroy us? Today's flower buds are at the bottom? " -Gao Qing E's poem "Appreciating Begonia Flowers and Magic"
Full text of ancient poetry:
Stone of Begonia
The east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
"The spring of begonia is unknown", and there is Song's Ode to Begonia.
In the afternoon, Haitang Pavilion was covered with rain. Then a soldier's pay, rouge vomit. When you are old, you cherish the flower heart, but you are speechless with flowers.
Feather book Wan Li flies everywhere. Report a sweep, foxes and rabbits dancing. Jinzhuo ancient river head, the flying scenery remains the same.
Jin Yuanhao's Query on "Du Fu didn't open begonia in his contemporaries"
Layers of leaves grow between the new branches of begonia, and the little buds hidden in them glow a little red.
Be sure to cherish your heart, don't bloom easily, let the peach blossom fan bloom in the spring of spring breeze!
Ode to Bai Hai Tang Cao Qingxue Qinzhi
Autumn colors reflect the heavy doors, and seven sections are full of snow. Taking a bath is too real to shoot a shadow, holding the heart of the jade as the soul.
The morning breeze does not disperse a thousand sorrows, and the rain adds a tear. Deliberately leaning on the painting column, clearing the anvil and blaming the flute to send you to dusk.
Gao Qing E's Poem Appreciation of Begonia Flower Demon
What happened to Haitang? Today's flowers bloom at the bottom?
It should be the test of prolonging the life of Beitang, and a Yang Xuanhui takes the first plum.
8. What are the poems related to "Haitang"?
Poems related to "Haitang" are: 1, and Haitang stands alone in the drizzle regardless of rouge color.
Excerpted from Cold Spring by Yu Yi of Song Chen 2. Ask the shutter, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
Excerpted from Song Liqing's "Like a Dream" 3. Who is in charge of the spring after the flowering of begonia? It urges flowers and rain every day. Excerpted from Song Li Mi Xun's Young Beauty 4. I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep at night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
From the history of Haitang 5. Smile at the bamboo fence, peaches and plums are always vulgar. From the stone "Living in the east of Dinghui Garden, full of flowers, there is a begonia". Scholars don't know its expensive. 6. Spring is like a glass of wine, and Haitang is too drunk.
From Zhou Zizhi's Good Things in Song Dynasty [Pinyin ]:h m I táng[ Interpretation ]: 1. That is, begonia trees, deciduous trees, oval leaves, red or white flowers, red and yellow spherical fruits, sweet and sour edible. 2.
9. What are the poems describing Haitang?
1, "The moon comes first in the water"-spring is as strong as a glass of wine, and Haitang is too drunk.
2, "Spring Festival Evening Garden"-first remove the residual makeup on plum powder and coat it with new red begonia.
3, "Spring Cold"-Haitang does not hesitate to rouge color, independent in the drizzle.
4. "Two Poems of Begonia in the Same Generation"-cherish your heart and don't spit, teach peaches and plums to make a spring breeze.
5, "Living in the East of Dinghui Garden"-between bamboo fences, peaches and plums are always common.
1, spring is as strong as a glass of wine, and Haitang is too drunk. -Song Zhou Zizhi, "Good Things Close"
Spring is as intoxicating as a glass of wine, and begonia is as drunk as spring breeze, so it is soft and charming.
2. First remove the residual makeup of plum powder and coat it with new red begonia. -Song Wangqi's "Spring Festival Evening Garden"
Plum blossoms are scattered, just like when a girl takes off her makeup. Begonia blossoms, gorgeous like a girl who has just painted new red. Before long, the tea opened, and the matter of spring flowers had come to an end, but the silk leaves of Zizyphus jujuba grew on the wall of raspberry again.
3. In February, Baling was windy, and the cold spring was not over. Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently. -Song Chenyu Yi "Joan Hinton"
It is windy and rainy almost every day in Baling in February. The chilly spring chill is not over yet, which brings disaster to the flowers and trees in the garden, making people worry and fear! Delicate begonia, not sparing the bright red flowers, stands upright and blooms independently in the cold wind and rain.
4, cherish the heart and not spit, teach peaches and plums to make spring breeze. -Jin Yuanhao asked, "Two poems of the same generation have not explored Haitang."
The spring is bright and beautiful, and peaches and plums compete for beauty.
5, a smile between bamboo fences, peaches and plums are always vulgar. -Stone "Living in the East of the Garden of Wisdom"
Every gorgeous photo disappeared, and the sigh silently erased the disease. Where did the humble country get this flower? There is nothing good about moving to West Shu. It's not easy to push your luck, but it's a swan. I can read it all over the world just to drink this song. In the Ming Dynasty, when I woke up alone, the snow began to fall.