Tonghua poetry

1. Are there any poems with "tung flowers"? 1. Love (Tang) Li Yu

I also saw the old branches of tung flowers, and the first floor was misty and rainy. Who will be disappointed because of the aperture, and will not feel tearful.

The mountainous city is no longer charming, and the festival is not self-sustaining. There was an old smoky moon that year, and the moths in Furong City cried.

2. Tonghua (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi

Spring has a constant wait, and Qingming Tung originates. In this canyon, tung flowers are in full bloom in October.

No matter what the physical changes are, it is better to believe in the soil. The earth's atmosphere began to become friendly, but the weather became deadly.

Strong vegetation is hard to take away. When the weather is not beautiful, glory and withering are good.

I'm from the north and can't stand the heat in the south. When you are strong, you will be safe.

3. Dyeing silk for spring machine (Tang) Li He

Jade merchants draw water from the Tonghua well, and the silk is as heavy as a cloud. Beauty is lazy and worried, and spring shuttle throws a tall building.

Colored thread is covered with velvet, and Bai Yulang sends peach leaves. Take the phoenix as the waist. May you have Yichun wine everywhere.

4. Tomb-Sweeping Day (Tang Dynasty) Sun Yinchang

In the late spring of Qingming, I look at the northern hills. Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches.

Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends. Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

5, "Poems of deja vu" (Qing) Tan Sitong

The stream of life and death is not worth it, and the world turns sharply. And I am glad that ruthlessness is a relief, but I want to catch up with it.

The courtyard in Tonghua is white with aconite, and the grass is red with tears. The gold ring flicked and the knot was empty.

2. Seek the ancient poetry and prose describing the phoenix tree flower. 1. Tear down the sycamore flowers, drain the rain first and wash the flowers.

"Magnolia is slow, tung flowers are bright" Song Dynasty: Liu Yong tore down tung flowers and washed them in the first rain. Apricots are watering the forest, peaches are embroidered in the wild, and the scenery is like a screen.

Temptation. Try your best to win, and suddenly carve the saddle out of the suburbs.

The wind is warm and the strings are crisp, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds. Yingying.

Go for a walk and mow the grass. People are gorgeous and likable.

I often go to the roadside, leaving my hair behind, and the pearls are vertical and horizontal. Love.

For Jalidi, the trust in gold has been exhausted. You will never be able to fight the Ming Dynasty.

Interpretation: Tung trees are blooming brightly, just after a shower, and the suburbs are sunny and bright as new, just like washing. Gorgeous red apricot trees are like burning flames, and pale red peach blossoms decorate the countryside, with picturesque scenery.

People who walk in the Qingming Festival come out of empty alleys for sightseeing. People ride horses to the outer suburbs.

In the warm wind, there are countless clear orchestral sounds, and thousands of families compete to play novel and wonderful music. Beautiful women in the outer suburbs are like clouds.

In the outing team, girls pick flowers and grass, and gorgeous and enchanting singers offer themselves to cater to each other and keep greeting each other. Across the street, you can see people drinking and drinking, and beautiful women are everywhere.

In the face of so many beautiful women, the feeling of love arises spontaneously. Indulge in drinking, Tao Ran is as drunk as Yushan.

Try to get drunk in the picture gallery tomorrow, but I won't get drunk today. 2, the fire opens a new flame, and tung flowers make branches.

"Qingming" Tang Dynasty: Sun looked at the northern mountains in the late spring of Qingming. Flirting opens a new flame with a fire, and tung flowers make old branches.

Shen Ming was ashamed of the past and kept the banquet secret from his friends. Not as good as a bird in the forest, moving Joe and feathers.

Interpretation: In the Qingming Festival in late spring, I looked gloomily at the mountains in the north. The newly obtained kindling sparkled, and new flowers grew on the branches of the old tung tree.

I am depressed, ashamed of this new plant, and embarrassed to inform my friends to hold a banquet. Not as good as birds in the Woods, they can fly to other places to tidy their wings.

3, fight for both sides of the tung flower, and make a small makeup to clear the pool. "Huanxisha contended for the temples of tung flowers" Song Dynasty: Zhou Bangyan contended for the temples of tung flowers, wearing small makeup to take care of the pool.

When the bees are around, walk out of the curtains and step on the socks. Jump out of the wrist and add gold, and the pipa will play all four strings.

Who wants to cut spring clothes on a cold night? Interpretation: Little girls scrambled to pick tung flowers and put them on drooping temples. Dressed up a little, they sat by the pool and showed off their bodies.

Before they put on their shoes, they jumped out of the curtains in socks to chase bees. The gold bracelets they wear are heavy on their wrists, and the sound made by the four strings of the pipa is sad.

Who will cut their spring clothes when it's cold at night? 4, tung flower half an acre, quietly locked in the rain court. "Cold Food in the Window" Song: Zhou Bangyan's dark willow cries, independence, small curtain Zhu Hu.

Tung flowers are half an acre, quiet and rainy. Sprinkle empty steps, midnight did not stop, the old man cut candles and talked at the west window.

Such as the Chu River, the wind lanterns are messy, and teenagers travel far. Old age.

Wandering place. The main store is smoke-free, and the whole city is forbidden.

The flag pavilion called wine and handed it to Levin. Miss Dongyuan, Taoli Man Chun, beautiful lips.

When I return to China, I will definitely have some residual English, and I will respect my guests. Interpretation: Crows crow in the depths of Liu Yin. I lifted the small curtain and stood in Zhumen, wearing a light coat and standing intently.

Half an acre of courtyard is full of tung flowers, quietly covering the courtyard, and the intermittent rain is even more worrying. Raindrops fell on the empty steps and never stopped all night.

When will old friends meet and cut candles under the west window to talk to me? Tonight's loneliness is like the night by the Chu River in the past. The lights are dim, and the endless sorrow of the youth journey is indescribable.

Now that I am old, I sometimes feel old. Spring outing, the hotel does not set off fireworks, which happens to be the city's fire-free cold food festival.

The interest in ordering wine in the restaurant has been swept away, so give this pride to the drinkers to cook. When I recall the peaches and plums in my hometown garden, they must be in full bloom in spring, and flowers like dimples on the lips of beautiful women are still hanging on the branches today. When I return home, I will leave some flowers, waiting for me to drink with my guests and wash my troubles.

5. On Danshan Road in Wan Li, Tonghua, the little phoenix is clearer than the old one. "Han Donglang impromptu sent a poem to surprise him. The rest of the party members chased after him and sat on Pei Hui for a long time. With the wind of age, I am a member who has both gains and fears. A poem in the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin wrote a poem at the age of ten, and the cold ash candle left love.

On Danshan Road in Wan Li, Tonghua, the little phoenix is clearer than the old one. Interpretation: At the farewell banquet where candles were lit and tears turned to ashes yesterday, it was sad and filled with emotion. (Your son) Ten-year-old Han Wo was as witty as Yuan Hu in the Eastern Jin Dynasty and soon became an article. (Soon, you will take your son to Zhou Guo's office.) On Changdanshan Road in Wan Li, tung flowers are in full bloom, and the song of the little phoenix from the flowers will be more crisp and beautiful than that of the old phoenix (your son's talent will be more crisp than your old phoenix's voice).

6, the number of years, the English flower, the cold is weak. "Man Jiang Hong Late Spring" Song: Xin Qiji lived in the south of the Yangtze River, died, and was cold and clear.

In the flower garden, there are some storms and some chaos. The red powder darkens with the running water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense.

Every year, the Erythrina flowers fall, and the cold is weak. The yard was quiet and empty.

There is nothing to say, nothing to worry about. I am afraid of stray Inging and Swallow, and I know the news.

The ruler is nowhere now, and the colorful clouds are still gone. Teach people, be ashamed to go upstairs, be flat and green.

Commentary: My home is in the south of the Yangtze River, and I had another Qingming Cold Food Festival. After a storm, on the flower road, there was a messy falling flower.

The falling red flowers quietly went away with the running water. The garden gradually feels lush with green leaves.

I calculated: every year when the Erythrina flowers are all gone, the power of cold weather is gone. The yard was quiet, and I thought of her in the empty place.

I'm too worried about my country, but I have nowhere to talk about it, because those prostitutes are terrible. If they know the news, they will frame me again. Now I don't know where those letters are, and my missing friend is still missing.

Please teach me to go upstairs. Going upstairs so many times, I really have no face to go up again.

Even if I go upstairs, I can't see the person I miss, only a young plant on the vilen outside the building.

3. Whose poem is Feng Qing, a teenager in the old Feng Sheng, on Danshan Road, Wan Li, Tonghua? What other poem can provide information about Li Shangyin's "Two Poems of HanDong Langshi Banquet" in Wu Tang Dynasty? "Ten years of poetry is cut fast, and the cold ash candle leaves love. Tonghua Wan Li Danshan Road, the little phoenix is clearer than the old phoenix. "

There are also poems about sycamore flowers:

"Tong Hua" Author: Bai Juyi frequent spring season, Qingming Tong originated.

Under this dam, where tung flowers bloom in October?

What are the physical changes in Iraq? Faith is the best choice.

The earth's atmosphere began to become friendly, but the weather became deadly.

Strong vegetation is hard to take away.

When the weather is not beautiful, glory and withering are good.

I'm from the north and can't stand the heat in the south.

How can you eat, drink and be merry when you are strong? At the beginning, I was separated from Yuanjiu, and suddenly I had a dream. The book was suitable and I sent Tonghua poetry ... This is for you.

Author: Bai Juyi

Yongshou Temple Xinchang Square North Branch. Return a few lines of tears, I will not mourn you.

Long Lantian Road, I haven't heard from you since I went there. Ji Jun's residence has passed the Shangshan North.

Last night, the clouds cleared and there was moonlight thousands of miles away. Dream of you, it should be.

I held your hand in my dream and asked you what you thought. No one can send a book.

Before I felt it, I knocked at the door. It's a messenger from Shangzhou. I've sent you a letter.

Suddenly started up on the pillow, clothes upside down. Open the seal and see the handwritten note, a piece of paper with 13 lines.

On the one hand, I moved my heart, on the other hand, I left my intestines. Never tired, too busy to say anything.

The cloud is the night of this book, and the night stays in the east of Shangzhou. Sitting alone, in Yangcheng Mountain Pavilion.

Writing a book late at night, the mountains and the moon are slanting west. What's under the moon? Erythrina tree

Half-fallen tung flowers are acacia. Behind the diligent book, Tonghua poems are also sent.

Tonghua poetry has eight rhymes and profound thoughts. With my mind now, remember your heart this night.

Read a chapter three times and recite a sentence ten times. Cherish 80 words and turn stone into gold.

Tonghualuo

Author: Yuan Zhen

Sediment is full of tung trees, and tung flowers are full of sand. Cover reunion, no thickness.

In previous years, there was a curtain under the deep hall in the secluded courtyard. In front of the back door, because of the love and hate of flowers.

What do you mean by "cloud"? Work. Purple flowers go out in the dark, and sentences are connected with golden calyx.

They all embroidered six or seven branches and made a pair of peacocks. Thick flowers on the tail untied the gold thread.

I love watching, so I am tired of sleeping first. I made embroidered poems to match your skirt.

It's a sad idea not to come to the monastery. Today, I am holding hands and thinking about accidental mistakes.

On March 24 th, Suzeng Fengting, night to Tonghua, sent Lotte.

Author: Yuan Zhen

Moonlight shines on tung flowers, moonlight shines on tung flowers. Unable to bear resentment, brush the curtain low.

The shadow of new leaves is thin and the exposed branches are weak. There is much hatred in Changchun at night, and the wind is faint.

I miss you at night, and you are as thin as a knife. However, the feelings are contrary and officials don't like it.

During the Golden Temple, he played books and boarded Qinglong Pavilion. I was in the mountain pavilion, and the tung flowers fell all over the floor.

Is that enough? Ha ha.

4. That poem about children's figures, will the ancients come tonight, so that people can stand the shadow of phoenix tree.

The golden wind is thin, and the leaves fall.

Green wine is easy to get drunk at first taste, but a small window pillow sleeps deeply.

Go to Qiu Lai in spring,

Where do you know about the past?

Swallows returned to Fei Lan to cry,

I don't want a thousand years later.

Wine and grass powder,

Sitting alone in a buttonwood tree.

Remember last year today,

According to the front yellow leaves of the west wind.

Put on the curtains at sunset,

The coolness gradually entered the phoenix tree.

How many words can't be finished,

Written in a beautiful tune,

This is a situation.

Don't hear my voice for thousands of miles,

This feeling is hard to send.

Green yarn and autumn moon,

Night rain in Wu Tong,

A few sleepless nights.

The building is high and the eyes are broken.

It's far away and the clouds are dark.

Only gaunt.

Nian Lan Tang Red Candle,

Long heart and short fire,

Cry at people.

Time only makes people old,

Don't believe in love.

Dragons hate leaving the pavilion,

Tears and wine wake up easily.

There was a strong westerly wind blowing in Wutong last night.

The moon flickers on and off.

Good dreams and frequent surprises,

Where is the tall building with geese?

Where is the moment when the waves fall and the leaves fall,

If you want to teach heaven, there is no end to hatred.

Try to learn from the past and lean on the buttonwood.

Lingaoge,

Smoke and light protection in Ye Ping in chaotic mountains.

The smoke is thin,

When the rooster crows and returns,

Smell the horn at dusk.

Fragrance dies, lingering fragrance,

The west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.

Wutongluo,

It's autumn again,

Still lonely.

Jade furnace incense, red wax tears,

Some photo galleries in Qiu Si.

The eyebrows and eyes are sparse, and the clouds are residual.

The night is long and the pillow is cold.

Buttonwood, night rain,

If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer.

A leaf, a voice,

Empty steps lead to bright places.

Raqqa trees mature in pairs,

Yuanyang died side by side.

A virgin is the love of her husband,

Live faithfully like them.

What kind of disturbing wave will come,

My heart is full of water.

Go to the west wing without saying a word,

The moon is like a hook,

Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Keep cutting,

The reason is still confusing,

It is sadness, especially the general taste in my heart.

The moon sets in the west, the door is open and there is no shadow.

At this time, I returned to Menglan and stood in Wu Tongjing.

5. Whose poem is Feng Qing, a teenager in the old Feng Sheng, on Danshan Road, Wan Li, Tonghua? Is there any other poem that can provide information about Li Shangyin's HanDong Lang Poetry Banquet? "Ten years of poetry scissors, cold ashes and candles move."

On Danshan Road in Wan Li, Tonghua, the little phoenix is clearer than the old one. "There is a poem about sycamore flowers:" Sycamore Flowers "Author: Bai Juyi's spring season in bloom is always waiting, and the plain is clear.

Under this dam, where tung flowers bloom in October? What are the physical changes in Iraq? Faith is the best choice. The earth's atmosphere began to become friendly, but the weather became deadly.

Strong vegetation is hard to take away. When the weather is not beautiful, glory and withering are good.

I'm from the north and can't stand the heat in the south. How can you eat, drink and be merry when you are strong? After parting from Yuanjiu, I suddenly dreamed of it, but the book was suitable, and I sent a Tonghua poem ... This was sent to the author: Bai Juyi Yongshou Temple Xinchang Square North Branch.

Return a few lines of tears, I will not mourn you. Long Lantian Road, I haven't heard from you since I went there.

Ji Jun's residence has passed the Shangshan North. Last night, the clouds cleared and there was moonlight thousands of miles away.

Dream of you, it should be. I held your hand in my dream and asked you what you thought.

No one can send a book. Before I felt it, I knocked at the door.

It's a messenger from Shangzhou. I've sent you a letter. Suddenly started up on the pillow, clothes upside down.

Open the seal and see the handwritten note, a piece of paper with 13 lines. On the one hand, I moved my heart, on the other hand, I left my intestines.

Never tired, too busy to say anything. The cloud is the night of this book, and the night stays in the east of Shangzhou.

Sitting alone, in Yangcheng Mountain Pavilion. Writing a book late at night, the mountains and the moon are slanting west.

What's under the moon? Erythrina tree Half-fallen tung flowers are acacia.

Behind the diligent book, Tonghua poems are also sent. Tonghua poetry has eight rhymes and profound thoughts.

With my mind now, remember your heart this night. Read a chapter three times and recite a sentence ten times.

Cherish 80 words and turn stone into gold. Tung Flower Fall Author: Yuan sedge full of tung shade, tung flower full of sand fall.

Cover reunion, no thickness. In previous years, there was a curtain under the deep hall in the secluded courtyard.

In front of the back door, because of the love and hate of flowers. What do you mean by "cloud"? Work.

Purple flowers go out in the dark, and sentences are connected with golden calyx. They all embroidered six or seven branches and made a pair of peacocks.

Thick flowers on the tail untied the gold thread. I love watching, so I am tired of sleeping first.

I made embroidered poems to match your skirt. It's a sad idea not to come to the monastery.

Today, I am holding hands and thinking about accidental mistakes. On March 24th, Suzengfeng Pavilion, the night is opposite to Tung Hua, and a message is sent to Lotte Author: Yuan Zhen shines on Tung Hua in the moonlight, and the bright moon is lonely.

Unable to bear resentment, brush the curtain low. The shadow of new leaves is thin and the exposed branches are weak.

There is much hatred in Changchun at night, and the wind is faint. I miss you at night, and you are as thin as a knife.

However, the feelings are contrary and officials don't like it. During the Golden Temple, he played books and boarded Qinglong Pavilion.

I was in the mountain pavilion, and the tung flowers fell all over the floor. Is that enough?

Ha ha.