1. Poems about Zhu Zhu
Poems about Zhu Zhu 1. Poems about plum, chrysanthemum, orchid and bamboo
"Four Scores of Jiya Cai Plum, Bamboo, Orchid and Chrysanthemum" "Xiaoyin": "The study of the Qing Dynasty, the four kings of plum, bamboo, orchid and chrysanthemum, no one else, because of its quiet fragrance, it can cleanse people's filthy intestines and clear their sacred bones."
Plum
Ice makes bones and snow makes soul
Fairy flowers from heaven are proud of the mortal world
The cold fragrance of winter is still strong
A night of spring breeze without trace
Plum blossoms
A piece of ice and snow with a few red spots
Even the sparse beauty can be proud of the sky
wisps of cold fragrance drifting Far and Away
The fairy in the flower is well-deserved
Plum
The cold winter comes and the southern beam is completely penetrated
The whole body is pure and clean with red makeup
The world gives me three thumbs up
I give the world a piece of incense
Plum
Ice makes bones and snow makes soul
Tianwai Immortal flowers are proud of the mortal world
The fragrance of the cold winter is still strong
A night of spring breeze is beautiful and traceless
Chrysanthemum
It is not the same as the famous ones. None
Thousands of beauties are also refined
Frost soaked in the wind and dyed into poetry
Who can compare with the beauty in the world
Chrysanthemum
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Who can the beauty be for?
The true gentleman in Tao Gong's works
Calling for the romantic appearance of the autumn breeze Sui
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Originally in the valley with the haze
I don’t know when the mortal world will come
Who does everyone love the most
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A few herbs on the ink stand
Orchid
Hidden in the mountains alone, laughter waxes and wanes
Only the fragrance comes across the ridge
Dress lightly, be elegant and not decorate
Only express your feelings to gentlemen
Bamboo
The world is so green that it is difficult to stop it
The wind is blowing and the rain is green Difference
The place where literati and poets write
Only Mr. Zhu is the most elegant
Bamboo
A green and fresh body
The shadow in front of the creek behind the mountain becomes a shadow
There is no poetic charm in the high festival of Mo Dao
There is a king for playing the piano and drinking wine
Spring Plum Blossoms in Qinyuan
The sky is covered with jade and snow singing in the wind, looking across the mountains high
Every bit of red rhyme gently smiling
The fragrant soul is like telling the beautiful shadow to hide the love
Proud, frightened, angry, graceful and long-lasting
Stepping on the clouds and wandering through the sky
Watching the moonlight as late as the water, the new flavor is flowing
The world is fragrant and green, like wormwood, full of aura. You can choose from the worldly world
Sigh that peonies and peonies are only for wealth
The azaleas and roses are too enchanting
The clouds and haze in the deep valleys, the orchids and fairy grasses are tender and soft and too delicate
Feeding the jade, using the soul of winter to embellish the warmth of spring, diffuses away
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountain. ——Tao Yuanming, "Drinking·Part 5"
On the Double Ninth Festival, come and take care of the chrysanthemums. —— Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
I recently planted a hedge chrysanthemum, but it has not bloomed in autumn. —— Jiao Ran's "Looking for Lu Hongjian but not meeting him"
It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers have bloomed. ——Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum"
The chrysanthemum on the threshold is sad, and the orchid weeps with dew. ——Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers· Chrysanthemums on the Threshold Worry about Smoke orchids Weeping Dew"
Two clusters of chrysanthemums bloom and tears will come, and a solitary boat is connected to the heart of the hometown. ——Du Fu's "Eight Poems of Autumn, Part One"
2. What are the poems about pines, bamboos, plums and chrysanthemums
1. Poems about plum blossoms: The King of Plum Blossoms and the stone wall have several branches of plum blossoms in the corner, Ling Han Drive alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. 2. Poems about Song Song. Xie Zicai Zhuang Jie Wushuang monopolizes the spring, who is willing to mix his spiritual roots with the mortal world.
Sometimes thunderstorms shake the sky and the earth, and it is suspected that the blue dragon is fighting alone. 3. Bamboo Poems Bamboo by Zheng Banqiao (Zheng Xie) One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves.
Since I don’t bloom, I don’t want to attract bees and butterflies. 4. Chrysanthemum poem "He Guo Zhubu" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty The chrysanthemums bloom in the forest and the green pines crown the rocks.
With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best in the world. Bamboo: Fan Gong’s Bamboo Song and Preface by Cen Shen. He was a doctor and served as the censor Fan Gong. He planted bamboos in the Shaanxi Embassy. He wrote a new poem about Cong Bamboo and showed it. He admired Fan Gong’s pure and elegant temperament, so he composed a song to harmonize with it.
People in the world don’t understand their love for bamboo when they see it. I know that you are planting bamboo in the courtyard of your mansion. This gentleman was lucky enough to get the land with his roots. When he planted it, he heard that it was already big.
The bushes look cold in the hot summer, and the maple leaves sound dry at night. If you can clear the case and see it under the curtain, it is better to look out the window of Qin Shu.
For you, the yin will block the sun, and the bamboo shoots will burst out through the steps. He who keeps integrity is partial to Yu Shishuang, and his humble wish is better than that of Lang Guan.
You don’t love the pine branches of Nanshan, the color of bamboo does not change in all seasons. In the cold weather, all the grass and trees have turned yellow, as I have known since Qingqingjun.
Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
Zhuli Pavilion Pei Di I have been to Zhuli Pavilion and had a blind date with Tao. Only mountain birds come and go, and it is so deep that there are no people in the world.
Ci Lao Bamboo by Li Bai There is Ci Lao Mountain in the north of Dangtu County, with piles of rocks overlooking the river, steep walls and turbulent winds and waves. The mountain produces bamboo, which is round and sparsely knotted and can be used as a flute, with a rhythm in its sound.
Wild bamboos grow on rocks, and the smoke reflects the river islands. The green color is deep, the waves are deep, and the voice is cold and early.
I have never heard the dragon chant, but the phoenix song should be played well. If you don't learn from the willow tree, your sincerity will always protect you.
Yan Zheng’s Mansion and Bamboo Ode by Du Fu The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. The color invades the book and it's late, and the wine bottle is cool in the shade.
The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.
Xun Gongyuan Wuyong Bitter Bamboo Bridge Liu Zongyuan The dangerous bridge is a secluded path, winding through the sparse forest. The bursting of bamboo baskets divides the bitter festival, and the light baskets hold an open mind.
Look down at the trickling stream and listen to the singing of Xiao Xiao. On a misty day in the lake, the mountain birds sing in mockery.
Forgive me that there is no need to use it, but there is more shade to live in. Bamboo Path Li Deyu The wild bamboos form a path of their own that surrounds the stream for more than three miles.
Tan Luan is covered with layers of blankets, reflecting the desolation of the clear canal. The forest is quiet at sunset, and the wind moves and the valley is empty.
The Tian family has few old friends, who is willing to burn fish? Hsinchu Yuanzhen The new bamboo basket has just been untied, and the cold color is already green.
The powder is slowly floating in the air, and the wind is gradually swaying. There are many sparse trees, and the sun shines through, but they are sparse and do not form clumps.
Only unity and unity, steadfastness and unity. Newly Planted Bamboo by Bai Juyi Zuoyi feels unwell, and grass grows behind closed doors.
Why amuse the wild nature by planting hundreds of bamboo stems. Seeing this is so exciting that I can recall the love in the mountains.
Sometimes when I have time off from work, I walk around the fence all day long. Don't say that the roots are not yet solid, and don't say that the Yin is not yet established.
I have noticed that there is a clear feeling in the courtyard. I love lying by the window the most, listening to the sound of branches in the autumn wind.
Rewarding people to play with bamboo after the rain Xue Tao When it rains in spring in the south, you can see the snow and frost. All kinds of things are also luxuriant, and the mind is humble and calm.
If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early. In your later years, you can reward me, and the sky is full of wonders.
Tongguo Staff Cui Pu shoots the bamboo in front of the Huainan Jiedushi Hall. Liu Changqing used to plant it in the Liangwang Garden, but now it has been moved to the Han Dynasty General Altar. I passed by the cage with my head low, and looked at the green rolling curtain.
It is difficult to move the roots far away when the land is acquired, and it is difficult to hold the joints through frost. The flowers blossom into phoenix fruits, and the young shoots grow into fishing rods.
Ai Ai Jun is quiet, Xiao Xiao County Yu Kuan. The sound is soft and the corners are twilight, and the sparse shadows are cold at the door.
Xiangpu has changed over the years, and several places in Shanyang have been destroyed. I don't know how to face Yuan An on the side of Xuanping.
Zhuting, Xiran’s younger brother, Meng Haoran, I have had close friendships with my second and third sons throughout my life. With the ambition of a swan, there is a bird's heart in suffering.
The breeze is flowing in the bamboo forest. Da is the fun in wine and the occasional sound on the piano.
Renovating Yiling and living in seclusion Li She carried Guo Yishan a path deep, with thousands of poles sinking like bunches of green. I have always loved things so much that I moved my house into a bamboo forest after hard work. Ku Huang Tiao Xiao Yin Li He Who said Xuanyuan was in the current affairs, Ling Lun picked bamboo twenty-four.
Ling Lun collected it from Kunqiu and divided it into twelve parts from the Xuanyuan imperial edict. Ling Lun uses it to correct the rhythm, and Xuanyuan uses it to adjust the vitality.
When the Yellow Emperor ascended to heaven, twenty-three tubes of salt accompanied him. There is only one pipe left to blow in the world. If you can't get it, you can't get it. This pipe is buried in Yushun Temple.
Playing with Bamboo in the Garden of Friends Shi Jianwu I once went to Xuanzhou to see the jade trees, which looked like the bamboos in the courtyard of your home. Visitors don't need to breathe in the breeze, hanging a crown here is enough to keep cool.
Han Yu, Hsinchu, adds bamboo shoots to the south, becoming clearer every day.
The razor section has stored frost, and the yellow buds are still covering the emerald green.
Five or six will come out of the market, and three or four will come out of the house. The high standard is strict in autumn, and the pure color captures the beauty of spring.
Sparse growth and cleverness fill the forest, bursting out doubts and disputes. Vertical and horizontal, it follows the line at first, and it is brilliant and endless.
Before the wind blows the branches, the dew powder first sheds tears. Who can play with it? Qing Jingkong stares at it.
Titled by Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu, Du Mu. Several stems are of faint jade color, separated by green smoke at dawn and dusk. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
The sun is gradually approaching the threshold, and the clouds are trying to get in the way. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
The first bamboo shoots are eaten and presented in the seat. Li Shangyin The tender bamboo shoots and fragrant buds are just emerging from the forest. The price of Wuling is as heavy as gold. There are countless people in the land and sea of ??the imperial capital who can't bear to cut Ling Yun's heart even an inch.
Titled Bamboo in front of Zheng Changshi's Hall, Jia Dao. The green bamboo stands beside the poem and wine, and Chanjuan is full of thoughts. The tangled branches are covered with snow, and the leaves are blooming in the cold wind.
Xiao Sa suspected that the spring had passed by, but there was a different path when he returned. The root of invasion was unearthed, and the bamboo shoots grew in clusters next door.
Outside the screen window, there is a sound in the room. Watching the rolling curtain all day long, sleeping on the pillow for the same autumn.
The Prince of Ten Thousand Fields of Songs, Thousands of Rods Accompany Duke Ruan. The dew is full of pity, and the rain stream is filled with love.
Jiegu dominates Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates the east of the river. On the side of the Xuan threshold, the green sky curls up.
Official Bamboo Wang Yu called it "Who planted hundreds of Xiaoxiao bamboo poles, and when accompanied by chants, it was called idle official." Don't compete with the beauty of spring, but stay lonely and chaste and wait for the cold weather.
The sound of the sound on the piano bed creates elegance, and the shadow of the chess game brings happiness. Even if we remove it next year, we will still be able to see it in the snow this winter.
Garden Bamboo by Shi Zhiyuan If you remove the flowers and plant this kind of bamboo, the whole courtyard will become even more dust-free in the cold green. The summer days are full of leisure, but there is still a breeze blowing around.
Ode to the Golden Bamboo by Jiang Tang A hundred yi's first cold path is as deep as a path deep, and the forest is formed by the unsuspecting fortune. A greedy husband or a person who relies on the railing will not see Xiuhuang but gold.
Bamboo by Song Qi. Cultivating the tips is out of the ordinary, and refuses to be humble. There is integrity and uprightness in the sky, and there is no mind and emptiness.
Purple Bamboo Mei Yaochen Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest and has a different color than East Yun green. The cut flute reflects the sandalwood lips, and the branches lead to the phoenix.
Moving thousands of miles away will not change the valley. Planting Bamboo Zhai Sima Guang I love Wang Ziyou, so I plant bamboo in my Zhanzhai.
It is a must-have for a day, and the coolness is always in your eyes. The snow and frost are only white, and the leaves do not change to green.
The unique stone Jilun, the golden valley full of corals. This Jun Pavilion in Huazangyuan Yingzhu, Wang Anshi, has a forest with four cool buildings, how long does the lingering lingering shadow last?
People pity those who are born thin, but they are expected to become stronger as they grow older. It once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia terrestris, and finally followed the pines and cypresses to the frost.
I am sorry to take the root of the plant, but I want to beg Ling Lunxue62616964757a686964616fe78988e69d8331333433626564 Phoenix. Golden Bamboo by Lv Tao There are bamboos in the Qujiang River. Their color is dark yellow and the eyes inside are golden bamboos.
Xiuzhu is already lovely, but its condition is as good as gold. Heaven and earth are in harmony, frost and snow are as strong as the heart.
Yunzhi grows with knots, and chestnut and jade grow into forests.
3. Poems about pine and chrysanthemums
Appreciating pine and chrysanthemums (birthday birthday)
Dynasty: Song Dynasty Author: Cao Xun
Liang Biao responds to the rhyme and shocks the tide, and dawn is like water to colorful toads. Qingxiao occupies the dreamy moon, and the heaven and earth have opened auspiciously. The Holy Lord revitalized the great cause of the great cause, Ernanhua, and assisted Yi diligently. When you caress the palace and look at the rituals, Haiyu becomes harmonious.
Forbidden Xiyao banquet. The sky is full of wind, and the sound is loud and clear. Gui is the Supreme Mother, the most noble person in the world. Slowly introduce the beautiful song of longevity, the green forest is upright, and the fragrance spreads the auspicious gui. To Linghua, to Guangyao, and to live forever together.
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Mo Xin, a poet, is actually plain, two parts Liang Fu and one part coquettish.
Yan Shaoyin met with the princes in late spring
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Wang Wei
Three paths of pines and chrysanthemums, five carts of books . Cooking sunflowers to invite guests, looking at bamboos to a poor family.
Magpie milk precedes the spring grass, and the oriole crows over the fallen flowers. Self-pity is yellowing and twilight, cherishing your years twice as much.
Partridge Sky (Huangsha Daozhong)
Dynasty: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji
The spring breeze in the sentence is cutting. The mountains and rivers are picturesque. The light gull took advantage of the empty boat to go away, and the wild dog also welcomed the wild woman back.
There are piles of pine, chrysanthemum and bamboo. It is necessary to hold up the remaining snow and fight against the sparse plum blossoms. After all, Chaotic Crow had no talent, so he kicked Qiong Yao down.
High Balcony (Inscribed on Sunbi Mountain House)
Dynasty: Song Dynasty Author: Li Penglao
Stalagmites buried in the clouds, the wind whistles late, the green is slightly high Living in seclusion. The clouds sign on the slips, and there is no dust in the world. Outside the deep green doorway and the cuckoos singing, you can read piles of beds and Baojin books. Only Xiao Xian, bathing inkstone in the pond, dripping dew and grinding the vermilion.
In the old days, it was written that the peach blossom fan was used to display the fragrant fragrance and the West Lake was filled with spring. The pines and chrysanthemums are still there, and the firewood and mulberry trees love my house. The ice strings and jade pillars are flowing, and the autumn orchid and fragrance dye the clothes. Shining in the window, the small characters are like pearls, and I see Ou Yu again.
4. Poems about the White Ou
"Poems of Fenghe Lu and Wang Baiou"
Era: Tang Author: Pi Rixiu
< p> The snowy feathers are half in the mud, and the old nest is lost deep in the sea clouds. There are no flying waves in the pool to teach people to dance, and there are few islands with light sand like a place to rest.The flock of geese and ducks are lost outside the smoke, and the geese and ducks are envious when they succeed in the waves. It is rare to find a master who is kind to you, so don’t be lonely and remember the old stream.
"Poetry of White Gull"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Guimeng
I am accustomed to the shallow sand and light mist and drizzle at the head of the stream. From time to time, the shadow of the sunken mountain is lost, and the waves often compete with each other.
In the evening, the coolness of the trees returns to the mandarin ducks, and the old nests are scattered and replaced with coriander trees. It's hard to fall in love with the beauty of a pond, but the needle is in the fish's lip and the sword is in the shrimp.
"White Ou"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Anshi
The river gull has good feathers, and the jade snow has no dirt. There is no life left in the waves.
The male and female are often frightened and corrected, and their movements are often in dispute. You have no intention of caring about me, but staying with me is like having a friend.
In the floating and bustling place, this thing has been around for a long time. Looking southeast with white hair, the spring river is as green as wine.
"White Ou"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
Throughout his life, every time he laughs at himself, he picks up common people and eliminates them three times. Only Baiou is really my guest, why are you so far away from others?
"White Gull"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Ping
White gulls suddenly guess each other when they meet, and the layman's stars are like me. I am too lazy to write a poem, and I can only drink three glasses of wine to drown my sorrow.
Watch the plum blossoms pass by like snow, and play with the moon like frost, making shadows. Learn the method of peace and happiness in your life, and you will not be bothered by hair on your temples.
"Poetry of Ode to White Gulls and Mocking Others"
Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: He Xun
Poor two white gulls, swimming on the water day and night. How can we say that there are different habitats? The male and female will not be left behind.
I flew out of Huopu alone and stayed alone in Cangzhou. Things are different from each other, and the influence is absolutely unreasonable.
5. Poems related to the Qianling Mausoleum
1. 1 poem from the Tang Dynasty
1. "To Qianling Mausoleum Yang Shilang" Tang Dynasty: Zilan
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Step by step, the wild color becomes a public case, and the sound of woodcutter is heard in the memorial.
The road to the mausoleum and temple was cleaned every night, and incense was burned every night.
On the ancient divine gate of Hanshu, there is an endless blank cloud.
Tang Dynasty: Zilan
2. 28 poems from the Ming Dynasty
1. Qianling Mausoleum
The king of Bo is standing in the palace, and the horse is flying The rankings are gaining momentum.
It’s a wonderful sight when you climb up to Qishan Mountain and look at Zhaoling.
Supervisory Censor Liu Bowen
2. Passing the Qianling Mausoleum
I have visited the Qianling Mausoleum several times during my patrol, and I am filled with emotion when I recall the past.
The bird enters the phoenix's nest and the Yi Tao drum, the yin takes the yang and the big Lun is light.
The forbidden walls are covered with barren green grass, and there are no traces of the palace dormitories, which were destroyed by the looting soldiers.
There are only several rows of Weng Zhong here, and the setting sun often accompanies the wild farming.
Governor Ma Wensheng
3. Snow in Liangshan Mountain
Snow in Liangshan Mountain, spring rain,
There are people driving cattle and sheep down below.
You only know martial arts, but you don’t know Tang Dynasty.
The snow in Liangshan Mountain remains (mountain contains) (mountain guard),
There are people living below and they come to stay in the wilderness.
If you don’t know the Tang Dynasty, you can only know the martial arts.
Liangshan Mountain is snowy and the hills are ruined.
Some visitors have been regretful after passing by this place.
Looking east to the Zhaoling Tomb is thirty miles away.
Governor Guo Dengyong
4. Qianling Mausoleum
The Tianshu stands so suddenly that it is equal to the sky. Even if it is a mausoleum in the sky, it will be lower than it.
The parrot will never return to its thousand-year dream, and the hen will never return to its roost in the clouds.
When the moon falls in the Han Palace, the golden people weep, and in the Qin Garden, the wind is cold and the rocks and horses neigh.
Wherever the jade box and Zhu Ru are, there are only barren ridges and wheat fields.
Zhuo Xuanying, who participated in politics
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A broken beast lies on the lawn with an empty monument, and a flying weasel walks in the desert at sunset.
The emperor of the Tang Dynasty was buried first, but in this life he only calls his daughter to be buried.
The sighing lotus looks like Liulang, and the makeup of Chen is reflected in Hanyuan Hall.
But if you praise your brothers for their favor, who will pity the emperor when you are wandering around?
Forbidden gates with the same energy are incompatible with each other. How can a prophecy be relied on?
Without Liang Gongzhong, this mountain would have been the tomb of the Wu family.
Yang Meiyi
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The double palace refers to the cloud pivot connecting to the sky, and the beast is buried in the stele and the grass is cut off.
Grandma suddenly forgot her virginity and observed things, and the old man in the wild pointed out that he would inherit the holy year.
Who can take the sun out of Yu Yuan without calling mother and son with a sincere heart?
The Zhu Ru jade box is now in the dust, only the visitors’ calligraphy is fresh.
Baixiang Weihuaichuan
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The imperial tombs are lush and lush, and the Qianling Mausoleum is uniquely called Zetian.
It is strange that men in the dynasty had affairs with women, but Gao Zong was originally a good man.
Before her long hair had grown, Eun'e'e suddenly smiled when she saw the king.
Just ask Zhaolingyuan when the talented person Charming will come.
The people in Zhaoyang Palace were so drunk that they were buried in the Qianling Mausoleum.
The chief wrapped his head around his head and listed the places, and Liulang passed by in his dream.
The Tang Dynasty will be overwhelmed, and the Luling Emperor's son is in danger.
The bones of the two concubines were so drunk that all the kings were poisonous. There were so many bamboos that it was difficult to write on them and there were no inscriptions on them.
Du Shi in Beihai
8. Untitled
Once upon a time, the weak character was given to the emperor before him, and then he was given a new make-up to satisfy the heir king.
The emperor's son is still a man of the earth, so he lives in a solitary home and has no choice but to marry Zhang Lang.
Zhou Zhao was worshiped during his lifetime, so why should he worship Li Tang after his death?
Sai Hongxiu, the lost lover, passed by here and could not bear to look at the shameful tomb beside the mountain.
Xingyun Road
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The trees in Qianling Mausoleum have been destroyed, and the rain and wind have blown the rocks and beasts cold.
I have forgotten the story in old age, so I ask people to borrow history books to read again.
Hancai
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Weng Zhong of Huangqiu is said to be the tomb of the female owner of the Tang family.
Zhou Zhao was still in love with Li, and he couldn't bear to read the inscription after entering the car.
6. Poems describing the spectrum of plum blossoms
Ancient Plum Blossoms, 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 of the 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 Han Ying 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 Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house are blooming.
Ancient Plum Blossoms by Xiao Dezao of the Song Dynasty The concubine Xiang stands dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon hangs on the coral branches. The ugliness can be astonishing and charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul.
Ping Mei by Zhang Daoqia of the Song Dynasty A few spring branches can be found in a bottle of cold water, and the fragrance will not diminish when the stream flows. No one can see the slanting bamboo bottom, and don't know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon.
Red Plums by Su Dongpo Every year, the red plum blossoms are blooming, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside. 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.
I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors?
Newly Planted Plum Blossoms by Bai Juyi Seven new plum blossoms were planted by the pond, and 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 beautiful women.
Bai Mei 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 Wang Mian The tree beside the inkstone washing pond in my house has blooming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe.
Plum Blossoms by Wang Mian, 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 on the streets. At dawn, a tree like a cluster of apricots blooms towards the isolated village across a small bridge.
It seems that the chemical industry dislikes pink and thin, 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 of 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.
West Lake Plum Blossoms by Yuan·Feng Zizhen There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and Liuqiao Fengyue is a close friend. Let others compete for the peaches and plums, and do not care about prosperity.
Yuanyangmei by Feng Zizhen, Yuan Dynasty. The plum blossoms are in double pedicles and are in bloom, so they are suitable for taking pictures near the cold pond. I only worry that the corners of the painting are blown away, and the shadows fly apart, which is the most damaging thing.
Painting with Ink Plum Blossoms by Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty. The moon shines brightly on a solitary mountain in a scholar’s ??home. The cold light of the lake soaks the jade horizontally. It seems that the seals are placed vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers.
Yangshan Daozhong, Yuan Dynasty, Shishanzhu. After the rain, the spring stream is competing for its share, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs. Seeing that someone lives in Shenwu, the plum blossoms surround the house and the door cannot be opened.
Spring Festival Gala, Yuan·Fanghui. The grass is not as deep as the grass, and the clear and peaceful weather moistens the garden. Where the light rain begins to clear up, there are a number of green plum trees standing in the shade.
Winter poem by Guo Yu of the Yuan Dynasty The sun is shining in the sparse forest, and the crows are scattered, and the red curtains in the high pavilion cover the ground. Why do you want to ask the king and his grandson whether they have returned? The jade plum blooms to Beizhihua.
Remembering Wutang Fu in Ming Dynasty, Xia Wanchun. I remember the plum blossoms in my hometown when flowers bloom, and the snow covers the cold mountain paths and prevents them from blooming. The bright moon and the worried heart are similar, and they are like a shadow waiting for others to come.
7. Poems about the kingfisher
The green flower swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.
---- "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" The flowers and flowers are lying on the ground, but no one can collect them, and the green golden bird and jade are scratching their heads. ----"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and the flowers are heavy, the jade quilt is cold, who is the lover? ----"Song of Everlasting Sorrow" The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
-----Fu De Gu Yuan Cao farewell, lying in the green feather tent, holding a ruby ??cup. -----Three Miscellaneous Poems The vast sea is full of color, and the vast sky is green.
---- "Big Water" Hanging the crown to care about the Cuiyu, hanging the car to cherish the Zhulu. ----"Ten poems written by Qin Zhong."
Not to be an official (one work can lead to an official)》 The color is green like cypress, and the scales are like pine. ----"Eight Poems on Wood" I dress you up with beauty, and you see gold and green as colorless.
---- "Taihang Road - Borrowing Couples to Satirize the Endlessness of the King and His Ministers" The green flowers will not come for a long time, and the walls are covered with clothes and tiles, and there are pine trees. ----"Li Gong Gao - the beautiful emperor cherishes people's financial resources" The green moth seems to have looked like a lifetime, not like when Zhaoyang was ill.
---- "Mrs. Li - Jian Huo Ye" Singing, dancing or crying sadly, the green eyebrows are not raised, the flowers are low. ---- "Ancient Tomb Fox - Avoid Colorful Colors" The waterfowl turn their white feathers, and the wind curls their green stems.
----"Reply to the Bamboo Slips of the Eight Sects of the Yuan Dynasty, I will see you tomorrow after traveling with you in Qujiang" The Pulun enters Cuiwei and welcomes you down to Tiantai Peak. ----"Inscribed to Secretary Zheng Zheng Jun's seclusion in Shigou Creek" The branches are green and rhyming like strings in the wind.
----"Poem of Traveling to Wu Zhen Temple (One Hundred and Thirty Rhymes)" Thousands of miles away from the green screen, I walked down the Dansha Pill. ----"Poems of Traveling to Wu Zhen Temple (One Hundred and Thirty Rhymes)" The green umbrella cover is covered with pines, and the bamboo leans against the green gantry.----"A new thatched cottage was built at the foot of Xianglu Peak, and I chanted the incident and wrote it on the stone." Boxing Stone Moss Green and misty.
----"The people who passed through Mount Luo lived in a small pond (Luo Sheng abandoned his official position and lived here for more than 20 years)" The thirty-six peaks are clear, and the snow is sold out and the mist is green. -------In early spring, I wrote about Shaoshi Dongyan. I wore gauze scarf, grass, and bamboo clothes.
------Two Wonders of Fragrant Mountain Summer Resort The above poems are all by Bai Juyi, of course, not all, because there are too many. Kingfisher Shilaiji. Wings fluttering to describe.
---- "Kingfisher Poems" Poet: Cai Yong The golden hairpin on his head.
Wearing emerald green bandana on the waist.
-----Meng Dong Chapter Cao Zhi It is difficult to lift up the golden jue and emerald green hands with folded hands and ruffled sleeves. Guisheng Yi He Lijia.
Blooming with flowers and green leaves. Fragrance spreads all over the world.
Jade jewelry is a must. The head is a bright moon bead.
The above poem by Cao Zhi: The bamboos at the windows are green and wet, and the desks are fragrant with lotus flowers. All the peaks are green, but the Qinling Mountains alone are green.
The cottage faces Zhongyue, and the greenery is always at the door. There are dozens of peaks in the south of the temple, and the peaks are green and clear.
The green misty scenery dawns, the forest is dark and the trees are cold. Emei is green and green, washed by the autumn rain last night.
The flowers on the bank are still blushing from shame, and the willows on the embankment can still imitate the green eyebrows. The beauty has a pair of leisurely looks, her red lips and emerald eyebrows reflect her plump figure.
The coolness of the pool wakes you up from the wine, and the green mountains blow past you as you walk away. The above poem by Cen Shen is like a gift from the king, Hejia Lake and thousands of peaks are green.
After the snow, the southern mountains stand tall and green, and the plains are about to grow smoke. Cuiwan and Hongzhu look like a fan of Wuling.
Then they fought hard, the pine mash was full of green, and the honey torch was red. Ren Cuimei opened the sky, Rou Yin borrowed the land, and the wine was exhausted and he could not go.
The leisure courtyard is full of green shade, adding to the silence of the day. After noon in the small garden, I felt cool and green cypress trees grew.
Hundreds of purples and thousands of reds and greens. The above words of Chao Buzhi are like clouds forming mountains and forests.
Yao pictures are full of green beads. Emerald Nest South China Sea.
Male and female bead woods. Bright white forest autumn.
The slightly green mountains are quiet. The above poem by Chen Ziang is full of leaves and green feathers, and there are countless gold coins in bloom.
The purple camel's peak emerges from the green cauldron, and the water essence is coiled with plain scales. The sky is clear and clear, and the green curtains of Qujiang are on the silver list.
The falcons sing their hair scatteredly, and the silk pipes chirp in the sky. Hunan concubines and Han women go out to sing and dance, and the golden branches and green flags are there.
The wrong grinding ends in the southern green, and the shadow of the white pavilion is reversed. The green flags are fluttering, and the clouds and carriages are few and far between.
Everyone looks at the green flowers and their good spirits towards the Golden Tower. Establish gods to support the pillars, and dig green to open doors and windows.
The sail is leaning on the green cover, and the Eastern Emperor's clothes are held at dusk. The green sleeves are thin in the cold weather, and I lean against the bamboo at dusk.
The north wind brings chilly wind, and the weak algae blooms with green wisps. Recalling my visit to Xinfeng Palace in the past, green flowers came from the sky to the east.
The rhinoceros and emeralds are rare in the near future, and I am afraid of conquering the Ronggan Gomi. The guest came from the northwest and left me green and woven.
The green feathers are bright and green, and the silver is born. The streams are green and solid, and they die and return to Bixun.
The above poem by Du Fu The mountain here is so steep and beautiful, green as a hibiscus. Don’t travel by the green mountains of Yanzhou, don’t live close to the Yan Palace of Wu.
Fire broke out in Wu Palace and burned down the nest, and Yanzhou was trapped in a trap. Mandarin ducks on the green cattails, in the emerald brocade screen.
The jade tower houses emeralds, and the golden palace locks mandarin ducks. They rode in chariots to support Cui Gai, and their retinue was in the east of Jincheng.
The three peaks stand as if they are about to be destroyed, and the green cliffs and red valleys are as high as palms. Wearing a green fur coat, the purple smoke blows away from the sleeves.
The middle nest has two emeralds, and the upper part sleeps purple mandarin ducks. Green shadows and red clouds reflect the morning sun, and birds cannot fly to Wu Tianchang.
Closed sword glazed box, alchemy purple emerald room. The bells and drums come out of Zhu Residence, and the golden green shines on Danchi.
The green clouds and fur are dotted with snow, sending you to the Yellow Crane Tower. Because he was nesting under a jade tree, he suddenly saw Mr. Fuqiu.
The above poem by Li Bai.
8. Poems about Luhuadang
The green gauze tent with the white head and the top
The ink marks of the northern wild geese on the horizon
Thousand-layer rows dancing in the wind Bottom Wave
As the sun sets and thousands of leaves fall, people are silent in autumn
Autumn sorrow is endless and the wild geese leave people
Winter is approaching and sometimes it snows in the morning
Spring Awakening of all kinds of flowers and willow catkins
Thousands of mountains under the shade of summer, hidden clouds
The butterflies in the sparse forest are tired and lingering in the silk threads,
The old dream of calligraphy and ink is broken.
Poems and paintings of Yangguan, Yunling and catkins,
Willows like smoke in the green moss water
Things in Jiangcun
Sikong Shu
Returning from fishing without tying up the boat, the moon sets in Jiangcun and it is time to sleep.
Even if the wind blows away all night, it is only by the shallow water of the reed flowers.
Sentences by Zhou Shicheng of the Song Dynasty Yellow reed flowers are rogue in the white moon, tallow leaves are red in autumn and pitiful.
Sentence by Zhang Yizhai, Song Dynasty: Forgetting to stay in the reed field, when I got up, I mistakenly chanted in the snow.
Sentence by Yang Huizhi of the Song Dynasty The maple leaves are dyed with fresh frost, and the wax reed flowers are shining brightly on the bright moon.
Sentence Song Dynasty
Sentence by Zhao Nexuan, Song Dynasty. Outside the door, the wind and bamboos settled for a moment, and the sound of oars swayed out the reed flowers.
A pair of white birds go outside the curtain, and the reeds and flowers are calm, fishing in the boat is leisurely.
West □ Song Dynasty Guo Xiangzheng There are monks and temples far and near, and there are eight or nine in West □.
The fish you get are useless, and the wine you sell is reed catkins.
Six words on Zheshan Road written by Taoist Yongcui, Song Dynasty Zhu Shu Yun Nuan Gang is in danger, and the sun is sinking and the boat is moored on the flat sand.
He went back with a sigh, and the smoke from the kitchen smoked the reed flowers in the distance.
The Fisherman by Zhu Jifang of the Song Dynasty Where is the fisherman’s home? He is accustomed to staying among the reed flowers and never returns.
Last night it was snowing in Jiangcun, and a hundred dollars bought a coir raincoat.
Send for Review, Song Dynasty, Zhao Fan. The red maples and reeds are white, and the boat is moored at night.
Dreaming about old friends in my life, the drizzle means lovesickness.
Poem of Eight Scenes of Xiaoxiang·Goose Falling on the Pingsha, Song Dynasty Zhang Jing called his lover to go down to the cold pavilion to stay in the calyx of the reed.
When a fisherman passes by in the middle of the night, he gets up and flies down again.
Ten poems titled "Dunze Painting Scroll" by Wang Bai of the Song Dynasty. The river village is surrounded by dense trees, and the eyes are far away when Zhenghong is sent off.
If the dusk sky is not completely clear, who will continue the wind of reed flowers?
Photo of dead trees and fishing villages on the east slope collected by Liu Boxiang, titled Guangfu. Sun Yingshi, Song Dynasty. The setting sun geese shadow the river sky, and the bright moon reeds sleep drunkenly.
Ask me for a leaf of mist to accompany you on the edge of Xisai Mountain.
Hearing geese by the water, Song Dynasty, Song Boren There are geese among the new reed flowers, and the water reaches the sky on all sides.
Purity is not the world, and my poems are incomplete.
Four Poems on Hezhimei Hezhou, Song Dynasty, Sima Guang In the quiet Hezhou night, the reeds surround the ruins.
The lonely guest has not slept for a long time, and the light from the window is cold.
One hundred and twenty-three verses by Shi Zuqin of the Song Dynasty The autumn air is desolate and the autumn light is dull.
The egrets fly down into the distant sky, and the bright moon looks like reed flowers.
Qianganjia, Hongzikui, Song Dynasty. Fang Yujiang is flowing red, indicating frost and purple reed flowers.
The distant sail comes quietly, and the gulls pat the clear sky.
Wen Di, Song Dynasty, Dong Sigao The sea water all over the world is still shallow, but the sorrow of the isolated city is deeper.
Who is playing the flute on the boat and blowing it into the reed tree forest?
Ten Wild Walks by Chen Pu, Song Dynasty. There are several remaining willow trees in the flowing water, and reed flowers on the two rocks in the west wind.
A guest in the weeds worries about the long journey, and the cows bring home the crows at sunset.
Several fishing boats on the river were embarrassed by the soldiers. Yuan Hongdao, Ming Dynasty. The fishing rods are frosted at dawn, and the clothes are thin and the reeds are scattered.
Even if Yimu was not an official, he was also sent by the official.
Fisherman, Nalan Xingde, Qing Dynasty. When the harvest pole falls, it shines red, and the autumn wind becomes a hibiscus.
The person is light and the water is misty, blowing into the reed piccolo.
9. What are the poems about "curling flowers"
1. The flowers curl up late in the warm day, and people compete with each other for the red flowers. ——Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty, "The Proud Fisherman: Flowers curl up late in the warm sun"
Interpretation: Spring is here, the weather is getting warmer, and the flowers are blooming. The young man taking the girl on an outing took her on a spring outing to enjoy the flowers, and the girl was as beautiful as the flowers.
2. Nanpu is a sad farewell, the west wind is blowing in autumn. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to Nanpu"
Definition: The desolate and sad farewell in Nanpu, the autumn wind is somber and gloomy.
3. Why are the bamboo poles curling up, and the fish tails are so sticky! ——Zhuo Wenjun of the Han Dynasty, "Baitou Yin"
Interpretation: The love between a man and a woman is as light and long as a fishing rod, and as lively and cute as a fish.
4. The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist is filled with moonlight in the corridor. ——"Begonia" by Su Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The curling east wind blew the faint clouds, revealing the moon, and the moonlight was also faint. The fragrance of flowers melted into the hazy mist, and the moon had already moved across the corridor in the courtyard.
5. The autumn wind is blowing, and the waves in the Dongting are under the wooden leaves. ——Qu Yuan, Pre-Qin Dynasty, "Mrs. Xiang"
Interpretation: Autumn wind blows thousands of trees and leaves fall, waves surge thousands of miles across Dongting Autumn.
6. Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February. ——Two Farewell Songs by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The beautiful posture and light demeanor are in the thirteenth year, just like a cardamom flower in bud in early February.
7. Spring has returned. Look at the spring streamers curling up on the beautiful women’s heads. ——Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty, "Han Palace Spring - Beginning of Spring"
Interpretation: From the curling spring flags on the beauty's hair, we can see that spring has returned.
8. The willows are drooping in the wind, and the tender lotuses are countless.
——Wang Shen of the Song Dynasty, "Die Lian Hua·The first light rain returns to the evening light"
Interpretation: The breeze blows, and the willows also hug. Countless tender lotuses have sharp corners, like emerald pearls.
9. The willow tree next door curls weakly, just like the waist of a fifteen-year-old girl. ——Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Nine Quatrains"
Interpretation: The willow tree outside the door wall, the weak and slender branches, is like the delicate and beautiful waist of the fifteen-year-old girl.
10. Willows grow on the edge of the city, and mulberries grow on the green streets. ——Zhang Zhongsu of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Boudoir Thoughts"
Interpretation: There are thin willows beside the city wall, and green and tender mulberries beside the path.