Poetry describing ancient art

Ancient poetry of flower art 1. Ancient Poems: Poems about Flowers

1. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")

2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)

3. people are idle with osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)

4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water in Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")

6. The plum blossoms have lost their wax, and the garden is back to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Meet Friends at Hukou")

7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")

8. The south wind turned yellow in April, and the jujube flowers did not fall. (Li Wei, "Farewell, My Friend Chen")

9. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")

10. The moon melts in the Pear Garden, and there is a faint wind in the catkin pond. (Yan Shu's "Morality")

1 1. In May, there were countless lotus flowers everywhere in Tingzhou. (Dao Qian's "Linping Road")

12. Thousands of miles of rice and flowers are beautiful, and the leaves of Wuteng Tung are the best sound. Once upon a time, it rained heavily for three days since July 25th.

13. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect sunlight in different colors. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")

14. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an)

15. No one saw the plum blossom bamboo and blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "Except Night, From Stone to Lake")

16. reeds everywhere. I am old, who will fly home next to swallows? (Wen Tianxiang's "Jinling Yi")

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"Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red"

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"Xiao Jian is red and wet, and Jinguan City is heavy."

19 It's the Double Ninth Festival, and it's chrysanthemum time. Meng Haoran's Passing the Old People's Village is here again.

20. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers")

As soon as Xiao He showed his sharp corner, the dragonfly had already stood on his head (Xiaochi)

The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

There are several plums in the corner, blooming alone in the cold.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two kinds of leisure worries.

2. Write poems about flowers with ancient poems.

There are flowers in the poem 1. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

(Meng Haoran: passing by the old village) 2. A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: drinking the bright moon alone) 3. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

(Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 4. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers went to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple) 7. Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.

(Du Fu: Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside) 8. The flowers are nothing, but they seem to meet the face. (Yan Shu: Huanxisha) 9. Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow, and mandarin fish are fat.

(Zhang: Fishing Song) 10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 1 1. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

(Cen Can: (A song of white snow sends Tian Shuji Wu home)) 12. The first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home, all the flowers are faded. (Mumei, Wang Mian) 13. Beautiful scenery in the evening, fragrant flowers and plants in the spring breeze. Du Fu's quatrains 14. After the flowers are gathered into honey, they are sweet to everyone. Wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is scarce. (Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous 16. Three autumn leaves can blossom in February. (Tang) Li Qiao (Joe) 17. At sunrise, river flowers are redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: Memorizing Jiangnan 18. Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves bloom in February. (Du Mu's Mountain Walk) 19. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is more barren. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum) 20. The children rushed after Huang Die and flew in.

(Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village) 23. I want apricot flowers to get wet in the rain, and another village will have a bright future. (Zhinan's quatrains) 24. Peach blossom is a bunch of ownerless, lovely deep red and light red. (Du Fu's Looking for Flowers by the River) 25. The spring city is full of flowers, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique.

(Han Yi's Cold Food) 26. There are wild grass flowers on Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique in Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane) 27. Once you walk two or three miles, there are four or five smoke villages.

The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety. (Shao Yong's "One Go to Two Sanli") 28. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's.

(Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 29. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. (Li Shangyin: Untitled) 30. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road and the flower wall is bright.

(Wen, "Good Morning Walk") 3 1. Don't worry, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers") 32. There are wild grass flowers on Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique in Wuyi Lane.

(Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane) 33. Daohuaxiang says it's a good year. Listen to the frogs. (Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight") 34. I would rather die holding incense in the branches than blowing it into flowers.

(Zheng Sixiao's Cold Chrysanthemum) 35. Just look at the forest and listen to Suzaku's answer. (Li Bai's On Leaving the Tomb of Prime Minister Fang) 36. A flower suddenly changes, and a hundred flowers blossom.

(Plum Blossom by Chen Liang) 37. In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. (Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple) 38. There's nothing wrong with the flowers, as if I met Yan.

(Yan Shu's Huanxisha).

3. Ancient poems about flowers and plants

Hanhua shines in May, and when you see a son among the branches, you will see it.

It's a pity that there are no chariots and horses here, and they are turning over the moss and crossing the river to find flowers and ask for willows. Du Fu was annoyed by the flowers on the river, and there was nowhere to tell, only madness. He came to the south to find a drinker and went out for a drink ten days ago.

Flowers are like splendid flowers, like rivers, and my heart is really afraid of spring. But now poetry and wine can listen to me, and I don't have to bear any psychological burden for my bald head.

There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers. I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.

Look east at the flowers and cigarettes in Shaocheng. It's time for the high glistening in western restaurants to resolve jealousy. Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?

The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

Love flowers don't want to die, but they are afraid to spend all their years urging each other. Many branches are easy to fall, and young leaves are discussed in detail.

Yang Wanxiao went out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang off. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaves are infinitely blue, reflecting sunlight. Lotus is different. What Liu Biyu, decorated as a tree, ten thousand pieces of green silk hanging down. I wonder who cut off the thin leaves like scissors. Zheng Gu willow leaves are half smoked and half rainy, and apricot reflects Taoshan Road. You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.

Bai Juyi got the ancient grassland and bid farewell to the vast sea of grass on the plain. With the four seasons coming and going, wildfires never completely swallowed them up. They stood tall and straight again in the spring breeze, sweetly squeezed into the ancient avenue and reached the crumbling city gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you left again. I heard them sigh after you and Han Yu. In the early spring, Zhang Shibao, the water supply department, was presented, and the drizzle in Tianjie was like crisp grass, but it was the most beautiful thing in spring. A year's income is definitely better than that of willow, emperor, Meng Haoran, spring dawn and spring sleep. I don't know how many birds are singing at night. Su Chong, the scenery by the river, the peach blossoms outside the bamboo, three or two branches "mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance unfolds peacefully in the moonlight evening."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.

Xie Fangde's Hua Ying (Su Shi, in doubt, in solution) and Yao Tai overlap in several places, but they can't be swept away. Just cleaned up by the sun, I taught the moon to send it to the future. These are basically poems about scenery, and there are some subtle sentences in the poems. I'll copy a few words for you from other places, I hope it won't affect the score (* _ *) hee hee ... everywhere is poetic. Flowers Everywhere —— Ling Mei in Zhang Daoqi's Works in Song Dynasty. Flowers Everywhere in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty. There is a broken incense in your hand, which should not be in the world —— Wang Anshi's Melody. The green smoke is light outside, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring colors. Spring scenery Colorful flowers are always in spring-spring in Song Zhuxi. When the sun rises, the river blooms better than the fire, and when the spring comes, the river is as blue as blue —— Tang Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan. A little more colorful green leaves may not impress the spring scenery —— Ode to Pomegranate Flowers in Anshi, Wang Song. The small building listened to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sold apricot flowers-Song Lu tour in the Ming Dynasty. A generation of fu: if you don't lift the ban on flowers, you will be confused about "Walking on the Sand". In the spring of February and March, the grass is the same color as the water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu. There are many grasses in the south of the Yangtze River in February and drizzle in spring —— Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains. Flowers fall helplessly, as if their faces have returned. Song. Wang Anshi sailed in Guazhou. Jiangnan can pick lotus, where is the lotus leaf! -Jiangnan, Han Yuefu folk songs. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and there was already a dragonfly standing on his head-Xiao Chi in 53 years. Songyang pills. On the leaves, the sun is dry, the rain is clear, and the wind lotus is clear —— Su Muzhe of Zhou Bangyan in Song Dynasty stopped to sit in the maple forest late, and the frosty leaves were red in February —— Tang Mutu's

-Liang and Wang Ji of the Southern Dynasties entered the western region. The birds in the river are too white, and the mountains are green and the waters are white —— Du Fu's "Er Jue Ju" is more and more attractive, but shallow grass can't have the sound of hooves —— Tang Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour in Qiantang". You can see that butterflies wear flowers deeply and dragonflies fly slowly with the water-Tang.

4. List ancient poems describing fallen flowers

Baitou Liyinbai

It's a pity that the east flow doesn't make the west return to the water and go out of the forest.

Wang wenbai

After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.

Juvenile Delinquency Act II Li Bai

Falling flowers swim, laughing at Huji wine shop.

Sender Zhang Bi.

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down the River"

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

Guo yuan LV Jia Xin Zhai Bai Juyi

The fallen flowers leave the tree silently, and the running water enters the pool mercilessly.

Because of Bai Juyi's long sentence, Chunlai often travels with Li Erke Guo Wei.

The fallen flowers bloom in the morning and return with the birds at dusk.

Jingu Duyuanmu

The birds groaned, and night came with the sound of the east wind; Falling flowers are as beautiful as green beads falling from upstairs.

Du Mu, an egret

The blue mountains are reflected in the distance, and the night breeze in pear flower falls is a tree.

Xiao Chunmeng Haoran

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

Topic Xinghua Temple Pavilion Jia Dao

Bai Yutang autumn wind, thorns all over the pavilion, you know.

Beishan Wang Anshi

Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late.

Cao Xi in the spring dusk

In the late spring, no one has asked about the fallen flowers on the road, only the shade is boundless and boundless.

Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu

Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.

Li Yu Langtaosha

Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Gigi Lai Village, Yixian County

Dream like a dream, the waning moon fades away.

More missed Weizhuang.

The deep courtyard is closed, the small courtyard is empty, and the flowers are fragrant red.

Back to Wei Zhuang.

Spring is dying, and flowers fall all over the floor with the rain.

Qiao Jinmen weizhuang

The courtyard is full of flowers and spring, and the grass is green.

Good things are close to Li Qingzhao

The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain.

Xue Mei Liu Xiangyong

Elegant and graceful, full of body, water flows in the west and water flows in the east.

Rui partridge Ouyang xiu

The spring breeze is even more melancholy, and the fallen flowers are flying in the rain.

Dream of Qin Guan

The place where spring returns to the pool is full of fallen flowers.

Linjiang county Yan Dao Ji

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

The young mermaid Ye Mengde.

The fallen flowers have danced before the style, and the yellow rain has been sent.

Qiao Jinmen Zhu Shu Zhen

The flower curtain in the courtyard is not rolled, and the grass is far away.

Wang Ling in the Spring Festival Evening

In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day.

Wang Meihua cotton

No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

Burying flowers and singing Cao Xueqin

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with your hands and endure stepping on the fallen flowers again and again?

Falling flowers intentionally follow the flowing water, while flowing water unintentionally falls flowers.

-From: Continued Lantern Story Wenzhou Longxiang Shi Zhuan Jue Zen Master Class: When you see it, you will see it. Seeing is far from seeing, but seeing is out of reach. Falling flowers are intended to follow the flowing water, and the flowing water loves falling flowers mercilessly. "

-originally a Buddhist Zen language. The original meaning is that the fallen flowers float away with the flowing water, describing the scene last spring. Now it is more like a metaphor that one side is intentional and the other side is ruthless.

The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth.

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. gong zizhen

Flowers wither, flowers fly all over the sky, and red incense is pitiless. Song of Burying Flowers in Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a lovesickness, two leisure worries. A Piece of Plum by Li Qingzhao

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down the River"

Falling flowers and flying sheep are boundless, which is somewhat sad in ancient times. Wen's "Water Dragon Hidden"

There are endless flowers on the tree. It would be nice if it rained more. It takes as long as 360 days to fall flowers. Chen, "Song of Falling Flowers in the Western Suburb")

Falling flowers deliberately follow the water. Running water has no love. Continuing lanterns: Shi Zhuan Jue Zen master in Longxiang, Wenzhou

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5. Poems about flowers//

1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")

I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")

But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")

7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")

8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu: 9. Xisai Mountain before the white egrets fly freely, the river, plump mandarin fish swimming happily, floating in the water in the peach is so bright and full. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")

10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")

In front of the court, regardless of the month, plum blossoms are distributed independently.

Tang Yuanzhen: It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.

Don Fisher: It's not freezing. How can there be plum blossoms?

Shu: The spring breeze does not lift the ban on flowers, and the haze is chaotic.

Tang Zhaowei: I can't congratulate you on the spring breeze. There are more flowers than apricot gardens.

Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.

S: A night of spring scenery is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

Oriental autumn in Tang dynasty: the sea and sky are as beautiful as flowers and jade. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.

Tang Du Fu: Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms follow the water.

Fang: The east wind blows the peach calyx all night, and the peach blossoms bloom. I don't remember that spring is affectionate when I open it, but it is biased when I fall.

Anshi, Wang Song: The peach blossoms on the other side are not half red, and the branches are in a mess.

Song Yang Wanli: The bones are exquisite and transparent through eight windows, and the flower heads are inserted with purple lotus fragrance. There are countless blue fans on the thread. If the wind doesn't come, it will cool itself.

Don Cen Can: Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Zheng Song Xiao Si: Let a hundred flowers blossom. It's interesting to hedge independently. Instead of blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold it in the branches and wait for death!

Yuan Sadu stabbed: February in the south of the Yangtze River was stormy, and plum blossoms blossomed.

Song Yang Wanli: The leaves are infinitely green the next day, and the lotus flowers are different colors.

Don Wang Wei: You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?

Tang Pirixiu: Being Kao is the best thing to listen to. I cann't believe I boast that I'm strict in traveling west, and I'm the best in the world.

Wang Song Anshi ★ Chanting pomegranate flowers: a little green and red, not much touching spring scenery.

Don Li Shangyin: Flowers have nothing to do with leaves in the world, and flowers go into golden pots for dust. Only violet and red violet are naive.

Don Du Fu: Peach blossoms chase small flowers, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao.

Wang Song Jujube: Peach blossoms smile across the fence, which seems to be affectionate before opening.

Tang Du Fu: Peach blossoms are in full bloom, lovely and crimson.

Tang Liu Yuxi: The peony demon in front of the court was unqualified, and the lotus on the pool was pure and had a special liking. Only peony is the real national color, and it will move the capital as soon as it opens.

Don Liu Yuxi: Spring flowers arrive first, and light yellow and light green reflect the balcony.

It's another year of fragrant grass, and it's still ten miles of apricot flowers.

In the first month, plum blossoms smell fragrant; In February, apricot blossoms are warm; In March, peach blossoms are fragrant; In April, roses are in full bloom; In May, pomegranate is as red as fire; In June, camellia is full of pools; In July, Impatiens are seven clever; In August, osmanthus fragrance; In September, chrysanthemums are piled high; In October, hibiscus is in spring; 1 1 month, camellia is full of tree flowers; 12, wintersweet Huang Cancan.

6. Ancient poems describing flowers (whole poems)

First, plum blossom

Author Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.

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Several plum blossoms in the corner are blooming alone in the cold. Why do you know from a distance that Bai Meihua is not snow? Because there is a faint plum blossom fragrance.

Second, the peach blossom in Dalin Temple

Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

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In April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just opened. I often regret that spring has gone, and I have nowhere to find it, but I don't know that it has come here.

Third, the river seeks flowers alone. Sixth.

Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.

The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

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The roadside around Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are pressing the branches. Butterflies don't want to hover in the flowers, and free little orioles keep singing in the flowers.

Fourth, partridge sky osmanthus.

Author Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty

A dull and light corpus luteum is soft. Love is gone, only fragrance remains. Why light blue and light red? It's a first-class flower

Ding Mei is jealous, but Ju should be ashamed. Draw an aperture to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival. A poet can be heartless in thought, but he got nothing in those days.

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Pale yellow osmanthus is not bright, but its posture is light. In a quiet place, it is unobtrusive, leaving only a fragrance. Don't need the ruby color of famous flowers. Osmanthus fragrans is light and fragrant, which should be the best.

Plum blossom must be jealous of it, which is enough to make the late chrysanthemum feel shy. Osmanthus fragrans is the first flower in autumn, which is natural. Unfortunately, Qu Yuan didn't know much about osmanthus, so he didn't like it. Otherwise, he praised so many flowers in Li Sao, why didn't he mention osmanthus?

Verb (abbreviation of verb) Osmunda japonica

Author Du Mu, Tang Dynasty,

Autumn dew in Xiao Ying is a new branch, which does not occupy most of the spring in the garden.

What happened to peaches and plums? They laugh at sunny people in the wind.

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The autumn dew in the evening washed the flowers, and the brilliant flowers occupied all the time. The prosperity of spring breeze, peaches and plums has long gone, and the sunny sun is with me from late spring to autumn.

7. Write beautiful ancient garden poems

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu knew when it was rainy, and when it was spring, it happened.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. The quatrains (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu has beautiful mountains and rivers, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. Jiang Nanchun (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu's thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Looking for flowers by the river (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu was lazy and sleepy in spring in front of Huangshi Tower.

Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red. Su Shi, the late scene of Hui Chong's riverside (Song Dynasty), was a duck prophet with three peach blossoms outside the bamboo.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. In the spring (Song) year, Zhu Shengtian, looking for the fragrance of Surabaya, the vast scene was new for a while.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. It's not worth going to the park (Song Dynasty). Ye Shaoweng should pity ivory to seal green silk, but Xiao Kou Chai Fei won't open for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. The grass in the village (Qing) grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. Recalling Jiangnan (Tang) Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery has been familiar.

At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? On New Year's Day (Song Dynasty), Wang Anshi's one-year-old firecrackers sounded, and the spring breeze entered Tu Su in send warm. The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.

In Tomb-Sweeping Day (Tang Dynasty), there was abundant rain, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.

Koike (Song) Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

On June 27, Wang Hulou was drunk (Song). Su Shi's dark clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountain, and the white rain jumped off the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.

It rained after the lake drank Chu Qing (Song Dynasty). Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.

Four Seasons and Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory (Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda's performances during the day and night were all hemp, and the children in the village were in charge. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

Mountain Tour (Tang Dynasty) Du Muyuan lived in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.