Poems describing flowers

Tang Libai

Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh.

Autumn flowers emit green water, and dense leaves emit green smoke.

Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense?

Sit and watch the frost disappear.

Clear voice-Li Bai

Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.

If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

A red dew is fragrant, and the rain is heartbroken.

Excuse me, who looks like Han Palace? The poor swallow relies on new cosmetics.

The beauty of beauty and red peony complement each other, and beauty and long flowers are king.

As beautiful as spring, it can eliminate infinite resentment and live in the north of Chenxiang Pavilion.

The prostitute performed six or four Lu songs.

Ann Shi Dongshan proudly took prostitutes out of the dust in the spring of 30.

Meet me in the building, Jin Lingzi. Why is it like having sex on the balcony?

Southern Xinfeng wine, Dongshan prostitute Song. If you are not satisfied with Jun Jun, why worry?

The host is hazy and the Xijiang River is full of poetry and painting. When you don't feel drunk when you meet, the sun sets in Liyang River.

The prostitute Jinling sings, and the young Dansha learns from Feng Ming.

I also drink sake for you, but your heart refuses to talk to others.

Five Ci Poems by Yue Nv (see Yue Zhongshu)

The girls in Wu area in the long drought area are beautiful and delicate, and the bright moon is in the sky. Those feet that are not on the clogs are very good.

The girls in Wu area are all white jade, so they are good at fighting in the field. Glaring affectionately, falling in love, folding flowers and mocking passers-by

Girls Picking Lotus If the girls picking lotus in Yexi saw the guests, they sang back to the boat. He smiled and hid in the lotus, pretending to be ashamed.

There is a white jade girl in Dongyang, and Quidditch has a lover on a wooden boat here. Seeing the bright moon hanging in the sky is futile.

Jinghu Lake is like the moon, and the girls in Xiye are like snow. The blue waves in Xinzhuang are rippling, and the reflection of water and light is both wonderful and beautiful.

hand down from generation to generation

Bao Dao cut off the water, and there was no time to cut it off. I want to do what you want, and so does lingering.

Don't come to the front door, autumn lane turns blue in spring. Sweep it away and it will be reborn. There are traces everywhere.

Ming-feng began to get along, and the male surprised the female and went their separate ways. Wandering in the mountains and rivers, never to return.

It is estimated that the guest building (Donghai) knows that you are in Qiupu. The garden is empty and the balcony is rainy.

My concubine's three photos fell from grace and went to Western Qin. There are old bands, smelling the sadness of neighbors.

Bend into ziyun and cry without eyes. My concubine is like Zhi Tao at the bottom of a well. Who will she smile at when she blooms?

You are like the sky and the moon, and you won't shoot once. Don't be haggard and deep if you don't know the speculum.

Ann Ji Qin, for humanity?

Two sad mirrors of a generation of beautiful women

Obviously, a golden magpie mirror appeared in front of the jade platform. Erase the ice moon, and the brilliance will be bright.

Beauty was old yesterday, with more white hair than last year. Lead powder is sitting in the wrong position and looks empty and sad.

The beauty gave this dragon mirror, which is a candle to me. When tea blows the bright moon,

In order to cherish the afterglow of the shine. In the shadow, the golden magpie can't fly out, and in the audience, Qingluan thinks alone.

If the manuscript anvil is like an arrow string, there will be no return. The wind blew away my heart,

Jade chopsticks fell in front of the diamond flower.

The remembrance of the past is the teacher of the future

Gansu's head is gnawing sorrow, heartbroken to see you. Running water has love, and sorrow is divided from now on.

Endless sadness, melancholy sunset. The mountains are far away and the sky is high, and there are clouds in the sky.

White geese come from it, flying and suffering. It's hard to leave a message when you are bound by a letter.

Isolated from the crowd, ten flowers turn into snow. There is no spring in Alakazam, and the recruitment will not come back.

Acacia is like a dream and tears are wet.

The sentimental style of Chu ci

If you don't come to Xi, you will only complain and accumulate thoughts and sing alone. Yunyang is gone,

Green mountains and green waters are separated. Staying fragrant and dyeing embroidered quilts worries people at night.

Chi Chao is in a brothel, wandering in the air, but still in the desert. The clouds are too deep to talk,

But depressed and worried. Make the bluebird take the book, hate to stay alone, hurt to leave home.

What a heartless rain, although the dream is gone. I shed tears, long,

Put away the gorgeous week. Send a bird and complain about the sunset.

I would like to be an autumn grass that dies by roots, rather than a fallen flower flying in the air.

Resentment in spring

White horse and gold are in the east of Liaoning, and Luowei embroidery is in the spring breeze.

Twelve poems were sent far away.

Three Birds don't belong to the Queen Mother. I read it in a book. If the heart is broken, if the string is broken, it is like worrying.

In the jade window, I know the clouds with my hands. Playing music is meaningful, and pine nuts make friends with female Luo.

Writing about water, mountains and wells is different from spring. And Chu hate each other. Who is more beautiful?

Where is the brothel? It's in the blue clouds. A precious mirror hangs in autumn water (for a month), and clothes are light and spring breeze.

On the new makeup orientation day, the golden screen was empty, and I was disappointed. Send a short book after reading this (a ribbon-cutting).

I hope I can be both successful and successful.

This book is a running script, and it is diligent to remember each other. Line after line, full of paper.

There is a yellow crane in Yaotai, who is a brothel reporter. Zhu Yan has withered, and its white hair is new!

I know I shouldn't pay back the money (I'm old). I've been away from home for three years (I'm Wang). If peaches and plums are today, when will the window open?

Don't let the fragrance drift, keep the red fragrance.

Jade chopsticks fall in the mirror spring (Zeng Qing), sitting in the lake and worrying about water. Smell (for a while) and Yin Lihua, wind and smoke meet the neighborhood.

Youth has recovered, and the days suddenly urged each other. But it's too late to be afraid of the lotus (flying for a while), which is devastating.

Acacia does not hesitate to dream, day and night to the balcony.

Looking back at Wushan Yang, there are many flowers and green water heating rivers. Hesitant, tears full of south.

The spring breeze is ruthless, blowing out my dream. If you don't see the person in your eyes, your message will be short.

The balcony is separated by Chu water, and spring grass gives birth to the Yellow River (a cloud is separated by Chu water, and the tent falls on the Weihe River).

Acacia has no day and night, like waves.

The waves are going to the sea, so there is no reason not to see them.

Send a little tear to the distance, like a flower.

Yesterday (a work) I was in the east of Fuling, and I lived in Hanjiang Island. After reading all the flowers in one day, it becomes a white road.

One is to say goodbye to sex, and autumn grass grows here. Autumn grass and autumn moths fly, and they miss each other.

When we met, why put out the candles and unbutton our clothes?

Recalling the red and green branches of peaches and plums in the East Garden yesterday, I left you at the beginning of this time. There is no news of the golden urn falling into the well.

It makes people sigh and think. Sit and think, sigh into Chu, but rest with fear.

The blue window is falling, and the brothel is silent and empty. I can't see you, but I miss you

Leave a brocade to show my heart, so far I can't bear to peek.

The length of spring grass is green, and the edge is like love. Rolls are bitter, cigarettes are dead and alive.

What I see tells me what I want. I hope you can plant a backyard. When you are free, you should take it lightly.

Lu Tao is like jade frost, and a pen (a pair of scissors) engraves the book of the moon. Send a book to a white parrot and Xihai will comfort you.

Although there are not many lines, every word is crooked. In the end, if you see it, your tears will continue.

Tears are getting deeper and deeper, and thousands of miles are United. Acacia is a thousand miles away, and a book is worth a thousand dollars.

Beauty is full of flowers, and beauty goes to bed empty.

The rust in the bed is sleepless and has been fragrant for three years.

People don't come until the fragrance goes out. Acacia leaves are all yellow and wet moss is exposed.

I love the bright colors of Jun Furong Chanjuan, which are delicious and hard to find.

I pity your purity, and I don't like you very much.

In the morning, the food is delicious, and the night is the same as the mandarin duck brocade. Grace Gresford suddenly said goodbye,

People are not confused or worried. Worried about your heart, crying like snow. Keywords cold lamp, dreaminess, heartbroken,

Homesick, my hair is white. If Yingying can cross the Han River, it's a pity that Ling Bo broke socks.

Beauty is back, don't fly to the balcony at dusk.

The moon is low and the candle is exhausted, and the flying flowers laugh at the empty bed.

Tietong Xigong seclusion

Du Lingxian is clean and honest, and things are not pillar, and the next year will be flooded. The house is near the castle peak.

In Tao Qian, doors hang like willows. Good birds sing in the backyard, flying flowers deliver wine and dancing in the front eaves.

When the guests came, they were drunk all the time. There was only water and salt on the plate.

Chu Shi Shuige of Jinling King (this pavilion covers Qi Nanyuan and is also the hometown of Luji).

There are rumors about the prince, and there are many good people at the door. A good goose seeks a Taoist priest and loves a bamboo garden.

The trees are old (a show), the garden is barren, and the pool is full of brilliance. Seeing the bright moon in this hall, I remember this land more.

Wipe the Hosta and set up a golden statue for me. I want to go home when I am drunk.

When you come back here, you must clean up your troubles again.

Xijiaoting

The white road is familiar to my aunt, and the red pavilion is near the road. There used to be a well with a 50-foot bed under it.

Women wash their feet and wear plain clothes, while pedestrians rest and wear golden clothes. Looking at Bai Niao in the west, the flowers are like frost.

Say goodbye at this time and look back with tears.

Guan Yuandan sits on Wushan Screen in autumn.

When I visited Wushan in the Three Gorges, now I see the screen painting of Wushan as if I had gone back to the past. Suspected to be twelve peaks on the horizon,

Fly into the color screen of your home. Han Song swaying, voice so weak, faintly visible balcony such as affectionate.

How lonely cotton-padded clothes yeow is, and the love between the king of Chu and the goddess is in vain. Up to 1000 miles,

Cuiping Dan Cliff is as beautiful as a charm. Pa farsightedness sets off Jingmen, and the boat on the water is clearly visible.

The valley was flooded and the grass became fresh in the smoke. When does the brook flower smile?

How old was Ginger when she listened to apes? It makes me feel like I'm in a dream. I wonder if I met a fairy in my dream.

The Book of Autumn Night (a book about traveling to the south in autumn)

The north wind blows the sea geese, and the south crosses the cold sound. Feel this Xiaoxiang guest and feel sad for his wandering feelings.

Knot Cangzhou (distant heart flies to Cangwu), and Xia (distant relative) wants to visit Chicheng.

I began to explore Peng Hu, and I realized that the world was bright.

It's Gao Qiu when singing (thinking for a while), so it's too clear to lie around. The moon falls to cover the empty curtain,

Hao Ying (there is a cloud before).

Stop breathing and move, hunting from poor to fine. Peach blossom has running water, which can protect me all my life.

Sunset recalls mountains.

After the rain, the smoke is blue, and the sunny days are scattered. The spring breeze comes back and makes the flowers in my yard bloom.

It's embarrassing to see the flowers wither when they fall. I would like to visit the famous mountains and learn to fly Dansha.

Recalling Cui Langzhong's trip to Nanyang, I left my Confucius piano, and I felt old when I caressed it.

Yesterday in Nanyang, I only ate ferns from Dushan. Recalling Cui Zongzhi, white water turns into a bright moon.

After the chrysanthemum pond, you can drink without rest. Pan Jin, self-effacing clear song hair.

Once Yushu is destroyed, life and death are extremely unstable. Leave me the Confucius Qin, and the person who saved it is dead.

Who preach "Guangling San", but cry mangshan bone. When will Quan wake up? Sweep the fox and rabbit hole for a long time.

Listen to the flute playing on the Yellow Crane Tower and the piano playing in the stone pheasant.

Once people take a back seat, like Jia Yi in Changsha, they look far and wide, but they can't see Chang 'an or their hometown.

There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May.

Seek harmony, respect teachers and live in seclusion.

The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year. Clear the thick clouds for the ancient road of Gu Shan, and the strange trees listen to the painting springs.

Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches. Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.

Drinking alone

If the spring grass is interested, Luo Sheng is in Tang Yin. The east wind blows sorrow, and the white hair invades.

Persuade the lonely shadow alone, singing a song with fragrance on his face. What does Chang Songer know (a book is ruthless), and who is bleak for?

Last month, I danced with stones, and my knees crossed the piano. Beyond this pot, leisurely is not my heart.

Gushushichong Danyang Lake

The lake is connected with life, and the wind and rain are endless. Jia Ke returned from the sky and the sea of clouds set sail.

Turtles swim in lotus leaves, while birds leave reed flowers. The girl rowed a canoe and sang water.

Xie Gongting (visited by Gai Xieshu and Fan Yun)

Where Xie Gong walked, the scenery was full of sorrow. The guests scattered the blue sky and the bright moon, and the mountains were clear.

Chihuahua reflects the sun in spring and sings autumn at night. Meet the past and the present, Long song nostalgia.

Visit ancient Vietnam and China.

Gou Jian, the king of Yue, broke Wu Gui, and the righteous returned home.

Maid-in-waiting is like a flower in Man Chun Hall, but only partridges are flying today.

Xiatu guimenguan former residence

Wushan is high, the water is clearer, and shaking hands without words hurts feelings. Hang the sail for the monarch who wants to resign,

A tree in the suburbs will never leave its soul. Who can talk about this melancholy? I'm sorry for your kindness.

Cloud * * * pours wine in March, and the same is true at the age of five. Envy your plain books, cases full of taste,

With Dan, the white clouds are rotten. I have never learned anything, and I often visit fairy mountain in my dreams.

When will you take off your thanks? There are no sun, moon and stars in the pot. The pitching world is perishable,

There are five clouds in the porch. Farewell, worry, peep at the jade girl window, look back and smile at Hongya's hand.

A secluded temple, a secluded mountain, in which pink refined liquid lives. Elves and ghosts hold their breath and climb up,

Quiet but carefree. A few people don't know a few things, but they wore frost last night.

Although I changed my life, I now know where I lost it. Don't be silly,

I know the musicians are watching the fire from the other side. Shimen is full of peach blossoms. I have been to Qin's house.

I don't know where I got the chicken, but there are still many from Sang Ma. Between the world and the world,

It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. Why must we start from Qigui? Make a fortune by working and living.

Let's go, Sauvignon Blanc, travel, and the rain will disperse. It's easy to know your disappointment.

Spring breeze in the twilight, willow silk.

1. It rains at home in Huangmei season.

Frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

(Zhao Shixiu's The Guest)

2. Lotus leaf is infinite.

Lotus is bright red.

(Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")

3. All the flowers have been spent and there is no shelter from the rain.

There are branches of Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum.

(Su Shi's "Gift to Liu Jingwen")

4. The wet apricot rain takes clothes and takes a bath.

Blowing your face is not cold.

(Zhinan monk's "Jueju")

When those red berries come in spring,

Wash your southern branches.

(Wang Wei's Acacia)

6. The small building listens to the spring rain all night.

Deep alleys sell apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.

(Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an)

7. The garden can't be closed in spring.

An almond came out of the wall.

(Ye Shaoweng's "Not Worth Going to the Park")

8. It's autumn and nobody cares.

It is half reed flower and half Polygonum flower.

(Huang Geng's "Jiangcun is a thing")

9. Ask the shutter man,

However, Haitang remains the same.

Whether you know it or not,

Should it be green, fat, red and thin?

(Li Qingzhao's dream)

10. The snow in May is three points white.

Snow loses plum fragrance.

(Lu Meipo "Xue Mei")

1 1. When you are on vacation in the mountains,

I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

(Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")

12. Lotus leaves are infinitely bright.

Lotus is bright red.

(Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")

13. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse.

Peach blossom and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer.

(Zhang "Yu Gezi")

14. The clothes and towels rustle with jujube flowers,

The car is ringing in the south and north of the village.

(Su Shi's "Huanxisha")

15. Return to the boat at night,

Mistaken into the depths of lotus.

(Li Qingzhao's dream)

16. osmanthus flowers fall when people are idle,

The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.

(Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)

17. Not cold,

What kind of plum blossoms smell good?

(Pei Xiu's "Wan Ling Record Begins")

18. Peach blossoms are three feet high.

The boat won't return until it's drunk.

(Chen Jiru's "Spring Rain Boating")

19. Peach blossoms suddenly go away.

There is no such thing as heaven and earth.

(Li Bai's "Answering Questions in the Mountain")

20. When will the swallow fly back?

Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom.

(Xu Fu's Spring Tour on the Lake)

2 1. Who is the owner of all the fragrant rice flowers?

Red dragonfly and green mantis.

(Le Leifa's "Autumn Village Road")

22. Xiao He just showed his sharp corners.

Dragonflies have long stood on it.

(Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")

23. It is said that Tianjia is delicious.

Rice fragrance lags behind carp fat.

(Zhu Fengxiang's Leisure in the Country)

24. the pear blossom garden dissolves the moon,

There is a faint wind in the catkin pond

(Yan Shu's "Morality")

25. Plum without snow is spirituality.

Snow without poetry.

(Lu Meipo "Xue Mei")

26. This is not a cold bone.

Why does plum blossom smell sweet?

(Pei Xiu's "Wan Liuling on Tang Kai Songshi")

27. Lotus leaves and Luoqun are cut into one color.

Lotus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.

(Wang Changling's "Lotus Picking Song")

28. But tomorrow morning, over this mountain,

Dawn will be white, with plum trees in my hometown.

(Song Wenzhi inscribed it on the wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain)

29. lotus leaves are fragrant,

The wind in the bamboo is full of fans

(Yang Wanli's Green Sitting Pool Pavilion)

30. under the east fence of chrysanthemum picking,

See Nanshan leisurely.

(Tao Yuanming's drinking)

3 1. White clouds and red clouds appear from the sea,

Liu Mei crossed the river.

(Du Fu's "Looking at Lu Cheng's Spring Tour in Jinling")

32. Daoxiangli is said to be a good harvest year.

Listen to the frogs.

(Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night")

33. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers.

There are no flowers after bloom.

(Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum)

34. A tree with cold plum and white jade belt,

Close to village road and creek bridge.

(Zhang Wei, "Early Plum")

Count the plums in the corner.

Ling cold drives alone.

(Wang Anshi's Plum Blossom)

36. Chunlan Xi Qiuju,

Never die.

(Qu Yuan's Li Sao)

37. Where did the plum blossom fall?

The wind blew all over the mountain overnight. (XX "Listen to the flute on the fortress")

38. Huang Ju Branch was born in Xiaohan.

Don't let the glass dry in life

(Huang Tingjian's "Partridge Sky")

39. Ancient forests are isolated from the world.

Found the plum blossom but tied the boat.

(Ma Yilong's Sleeping at Xinfeng Night)

40. At dusk, the rain hit the garden.

Canju landed with gold.

(Wang Anshi's "Endgame")

4 1. Seeing that people are extremely careless,

Pass the plum blossoms through the forest.

(Liu Kezhuang's "Big Book")

42. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse,

Trot around and throw green plums.

(Li Bai's Long March)

43. The poet rushed into the rain in the early morning.

Plum blossoms bloom for you overnight.

(Yang Wanli's "Send Jian Shou Wang's Chief Bookkeeper Lingui")

44. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus.

The music of bamboo leaves dripping dew.

(Meng Haoran's "Xia Nan Ting Huai Xin Ren")

45. Go to a new row of chrysanthemums,

There are no flowers in Qiu Lai.

(Jiao Ran monk can't find Lu Hongxian at home)

46. Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night.

Blow open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

(Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")

47. Clear water gives birth to hibiscus,

Natural sculpture.

(Li Bai's Poetics)

48. Crabapple flies to the end,

The sleepy weather is getting longer and longer.

("Zhu's Scene")

49. The swallow didn't come back until it was late in spring.

A misty rain and apricot blossom cold.

(Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)

50. You come from my old country.

Tell me what happened there! .

It's plum. When you pass my window,

Is the cold plum in bloom?

(Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")

5 1. exceeds 13,

Cardamom sprouts in early February.

(Du Mu's two farewells)

52. Stay away from cool colors,

A boat is moored in the depths of reed flowers.

The flute is in the Moon Building.

(Li Yu's "Looking at Jiangnan II")

53. Danshan Road, Wan Li, Tonghua,

Little Phoenix knows better than old Phoenix.

(Li Shangyin's "HanDong Lang Yan Poetry")

54. Shu once heard of this kind of bird.

Xuancheng also has azaleas.

(Li Bai's "Seeing Rhododendron in Xuancheng")

55. Peach blossoms flow away,

There is no such thing as heaven and earth.

(Li Bai's question and answer in the mountains)

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