Thirty Peony Poems and Appreciation of Peony

Talking about my land, I'm worried that my heart will be sold during the day.

Flowers bloom on a desert island, and medicine is cherished in spring night.

The fields are red and dusty, and the misty rain wasteland is good.

Dream back to Huanghua County, affectionate.

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Pea seedlings have been picked again, and wild peas have just emerged from the ground.

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The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual.

Moisten things silently, and the moonlight shines on the window screen.

Picking hibiscus by the river

Picking hibiscus by the river, Lanzeduo fragrant grass.

Who wants to leave, Philip Burkart.

Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way.

I am bent on leaving home and worried to death.

Huajian Ci appreciates peony.

Cold customs are like barren gardens, diligent in practicing truth.

Looking at Qian Fan in the pond, my eyes are dancing.

Spring comes to Baihua Valley to protect the sunset peak.

Acacia can't help it, flowers fall and fade.

Thousands of years of clear water and green mountains

Thousands of years of green mountains and green waters, Tian Yao is like an embroidered painting.

When the wind brings flowers, butterflies dance.

Beauty with grass, beauty wins plum.

There is no such interest in the world, and time will tell.

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Among the five-color flowers, poinsettia blooms at the beginning of the United States.

Zhang Ying took the rest of Yuanxiang from his palm and got a full three-point garden red.

Peony appreciation

In front of the powder building, the spring scenery is good, and the wind blows peony dance.

Petals are shy and smile at children. They are gorgeous.

Look at peony at night

Listening to butterflies dancing at night is better than during the day.

Take the flower path quietly, and peony is all over the mountain.

The dew is heavy and fragrant, and the palace chamber of commerce is underage.

With water in my heart, I am dreaming.

Yizhou peony

Pomegranate against jade, peony scattered Yao Tai.

The smoke and wind blow the fragrance, and the fragrance reflects the double Cui.

Flying flocs brushed the blue front and coagulated fibroin pulp.

Once the fragrance of spring is gone, send it.

Peony in the rain

The sound of rain disturbed Bichi, but peony hung in the core.

The gauze umbrella is wet in the rain and the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating.

The wild bamboo wind blows the dream, and a piece of red leaves is also melancholy.

The mountain is far from the old friend, and I dream of peony infinitely in this life.

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The peony festival reflects the morning sun, and the guest's heart is tired and dreams are long.

I want to play the pipa, but I bend my back, but I don't want to be cold.

White clouds on earth need a sword to walk, and thousands of miles of red dust are lingering.

Peony is sad tonight, and plum blossoms are tearful and fragrant.

Look at peony

The peony in full bloom has oblique shadows, and the oriole dances the evening mountain flowers.

Clear streams flow through the village, red candles are hung high and dancing.

Fragments of fragrance are floating around, and a few gentle winds are dumping.

Time is like water. Who can go to sleep and come and go freely?

Dream peony

Red incense flies around eight times, dreaming of peony in spring.

Chasing the Eight Immortals for a thousand miles, chasing dreams all night.

The soul soars in the classical world, and the peony fragrance fills the garden every day.

Go through the snow to find a secluded place, travel at night and recite poems.

The memory of peony

The peony in the forest is romantic, the wind blows on the pool, and the fragrance jumps.

The waterway full of Xianqiao fish is full of red Zhao Chi Bridge.

Shili Garden is colourful and fragrant, and the forest shadows are swaying.

In the distance, spring comes to a beautiful place, and desolation and loneliness cover the road.

Ornamental peony

The bamboo door box is hidden deep in the wall and no one opens it alone.

The shadow beside the butterfly dance well is fragrant to every household.

Red petals are in full bloom in the well, and Xia Hong floats on the pool water.

Small nature is comfortable to the north, and life is so fresh.

Peony appreciation

The flowers in Chi Pan are like brocade, and the fragrance in the rain is more intense.

The drizzle soaks the soft petals, and the breeze gently blows the flower shadows.

Looking at it alone in the middle of the night, the dim light is like water grass.

The night fragrance fills the garden intoxicating, and peony does not compete for flowers.

Peony appreciation

It is not spring when flowers bloom, and everything in the world is beautiful.

The smell of clothes makes people forget themselves, and the world moistens things.

I advise you not to envy your youth. You are a dreamer in Nanyuan.

The flowers and shadows are intertwined with red, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Peony poems

Peony blooms in the morning light, and the earth is full of fire.

The natural beauty of Danyang is unparalleled, and the scenery of China has a long history.

Appreciate the mind, pursue the realm and think.

But knowing that the flowers are embroidered, I am not afraid to hang a corner.

Peony appreciation

Ink clouds carry raindrops all over the world, peony Anh Hong Boya.

The fragrant Ran Ran smells very fragrant, and it is beautiful and dazzling.

The makeup person's face does not need colorful light, and the red peacock is well dressed.

The barren court stands firm, and the red wine is full of fragrant grass.

The memory of peony

For generations, I have walked through the green hills, traveled thousands of miles and enjoyed the clouds.

The colorful shore is illuminated by red flowers, and it is like a dream.

Maple leaves flutter on stormy nights,