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What are the ancient poems describing jacaranda?

Sydney is the time when jacaranda is in full bloom, which is intoxicating and fascinating. Photography, poetry and songs are new every day, and there are too many things to see. Collected and published 1 1 a poem about jacaranda in recent years.

Seven-tone jacaranda ode

The spring breeze is full of Chinese milk vetch, and the trees are full of flowers and jade steps.

Charming, gorgeous and not lingering.

If there is no sad love, how can there be unforgettable memories?

The vows of eternal love are shallow, and I love them very much.

Shui long yin LAN Hua ya Yong

Half plum blossoms will go in spring, but it is the season when beech trees bloom. The blue sky is like washing, the long river is like practicing, and the trees are all purple.

The green leaves are shy, the soft branches weave feelings, and the bells are charming. Picking a rainbow, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, and the cutting is still chaotic, which makes people intoxicated.

A stunner is a godsend. Stir up lovesickness and send feelings far away. There is no way to recover from the heavy mountains and rivers, and the sunset in Sang Yu is beautiful. In front of the Bell and Drum Tower, Mochou Lake is still mysterious. Ask when to get together, friends and family, until the east wind rises.

Seven methods of purple fog in late spring

Spring will leave after the snow, but I see jacaranda full of branches.

Love makes romantic people want to get drunk, and the shadow fascinates me.

It's sunny on Sunday, the rain flies to England, and there are poems everywhere.

There is nothing more purple than the east, and the mountains and rivers in my hometown are like dreams.

Jacaranda henryi

Nanying in midsummer is beautiful and charming, and it is covered with purple robes among evergreen trees.

The upside-down golden bell contains elegant rhyme, and the oblique drizzle is better than the fragrant mash.

Qian Shan is old and full of painters.

A piece of Wang Yang waves, like waves everywhere.

Qilv also sang jacaranda this year.

The branches are withered and the bells are hanging, and the purple and green are strange.

Last year, there were many choruses in the poetry circle, but now there are few ripples in the pool.

Often overlooked by beautiful women, I have doubted it several times.

I sing a song about Lan Ying. Don't be silly.

Seven Rhymes of Jacaranda (New Rhyme)

-I heard that the century-old jacaranda in full bloom at the University of Sydney was blown down by the strong wind, and I was heartbroken. I did it.

I was surprised to hear that the evil wind destroyed me last night.

The branches are fragrant and the flowers are falling, and the eyes are closed with five worries.

Beauty has been unlucky since ancient times, but now iron-blooded men have low eyebrows.

If God rejuvenates me, I look forward to flying again next year.

Seven-line jacaranda chant

At the end of the sea, I know that I think of you, and the purple bell hangs upside down and leans against the branches.

The spring breeze of the lush years is like water and tenderness.

Seven Unique Places of Jacaranda (I)

Who said that ladies love lofty branches, and the world is as cold as a dream?

If blue jacaranda flowers are everywhere, spring breeze and singing beautiful poems.

Seven Unique Places of Jacaranda (Ⅱ)

Light singing and dancing gradually leave the branches, and the east wind and sky teach and soothe the delusion.

I borrowed three cents from a beautiful woman to dye the years into new poems.

Look at jacaranda in the five wonders.

The green leaves of Huaxian are dotted with the brilliance of dusk.

The east wind was strong overnight, and the streets were covered with purple swallows.

Look at the flowers next door in autumn.

Lan Zi originally bid farewell to spring scenery. Why is there purple English in the autumn of November?

There are many changes in roads, and flowers and trees are clearly in sight.

Note: Ming Xiu means an era of peace and prosperity. Li Bai's poem "Yu" says: "I am a human being, and cutting Lu is not idle.