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Narcissus Harvest a pure dream.

Sleep in the feelings of infatuation.

Your gentle eyes.

Like the shadow of the waves blown by the wind.

It ripples in my heart.

The ripples of that time.

Still lingering in the sweet past.

The tearful buds.

Continue to open up the fragrant future.

Morning glory grows.

The desire to cling to others.

Open leaves its own aroma.

Stand taller than anyone else.

But there is no independent waist.

Forget-me-not sends you a bouquet of flowers.

Keep what you want to say in your heart.

The footsteps of youth.

There is the breath of my silent blessing.

Parting is the flower of longing.

There are fragrant memories in the waiting.

The years of the branch.

Let the meeting feel far away.

All languages.

into a promise.

Forget-me-not starry sky.

Let youth bloom with the expectation of flowers.

Let good dreams grow into a blessed future.

Blue skies.

Night or day.

Have my horoscope enlighten me.

All seasons.

Rain or shine.

There is my sprinkled fragrant care.

The small lotus shows its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head (lotus).

Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered (grass).

Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rock (bamboo).

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens (plum) alone

1. Plum blossoms. Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi.

There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone.

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

Interpretation: A few plum blossoms in the corner of the wall bloom alone in the bitter cold. Why do you know that white plum blossoms are not snow when you look at them from afar? Because the plum blossoms faintly came from the fragrance of bursts.

2. Koike. Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli.

The spring is silent and the water is soft.

The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

Interpretation: The spring is silent because it is reluctant to flow thin water, and the shade of the trees reflects the water surface because it loves the gentleness of the sunny day and the wind. The delicate little lotus leaf had just emerged from the water, and a mischievous little dragonfly was already standing on top of it.

3. Ascend. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu.

The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape is howling, and the white bird flies back.

Boundless falling trees and Xiao Xiao, endless Yangtze River rolling.

He is often a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been on stage alone for more than a hundred years.

Hardship, bitterness, hatred, frost and sideburns, pouring down a new turbid wine glass.

Interpretation: The wind is urgent, the sky is high, the ape cries are very sad, and there are birds circling on the river island with clear water and white sand. The boundless trees fall their leaves, and the endless Yangtze River water rolls and rushes.

Sadness to the autumn scenery sighed thousands of miles of wandering all year round as a guest, a lifetime of illness riddled with illness today alone on the high platform. After all the hardships and hatreds, the white hair is full of temples, and the wine glass of decay and heart is full of deviations, and the sorrow is suspended.

4. Jiangnan. Two Hans: Anonymous.

Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves He Tiantian, fish play between lotus leaves.

Fish play lotus leaf east, fish play lotus leaf west, fish play lotus leaf south, fish play lotus leaf north.

Interpretation: Jiangnan is the season for lotus picking again, lotus leaves surface, crowded one after another, overlapping, and waving in the wind. Beneath the lush lotus leaves, cheerful fish are constantly frolicking.

One moment here, the next suddenly I swam there, I can't tell if it's in the east, or in the west, or in the south, or in the north.

There are a few plums in the corner, Ling Han opened it alone, and he knew that it was not snow, so there was a dark fragrance

1, "Yongliu" [Tang] He Zhizhang: Jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

2, "New Willow" [Song] Yang Wanli: The wicker is 100 feet away from the silver pond, and Mo Shenqing is only light yellow. It may not be that the wicker can be dipped in water, and the willow shadow in the water leads him to grow.

3, "Plum Blossoms" [Song] Wang Anshi: There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

4, "Xiao Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang" [Song] Yang Wanli: After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons. The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.

5, "Little Pond" [Song] Yang Wanli: Hunger lifts the spring silently and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine. The little lotus showed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.

6, "South of the City" [Song] Zeng Gong: The rain has filled the embankment of Hengtang, and the mountains are high and the road is east. The peach and plum blossoms are all blooming, but the green grass is the same color.

7, "Spring Resentment" [Tang] Liu Fangping: The sunset on the screen window is getting dusk, and no one in the golden house sees tears. The lonely empty courtyard is late in spring, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground and do not open the door.

8, "Don't Chu Yong Zhi Zhong" [Tang] Li Bai: By asking about the middle road, the southeast refers to Yuexiang. Zhoutan limb world from Guangling to let limbs, water into the chief inspector. The bamboo-colored stream is green, and the lotus mirror is fragrant. Resignation to the sky, brushing the stone and lying in the autumn frost.

Ancient poems about plants.

Early plum Tang Qi Ji Ten thousand trees are frozen and want to break, and the lonely roots are warm and alone.

In the deep snow in the front village, a branch bloomed last night.

The wind is fragrant, and the birds are glamorous.

If you respond to the law next year, you will be the first to look at the spring platform.

Early plum Zhang is a tree of cold plum white jade, near the village road by the river bridge.

I don't know that the splash came first, and it is suspected that it is Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossom" that has not been sold through the winter snow, and there are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance.

The crown of white plums is in the ice and snow forest, and the peach and plum are mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered.

Xuemei Lu Meipo Meixue did not refuse to fall in spring, and the sao people put aside their pens and paid for the chapter.

The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum.

Wu Jiaji's "March 3rd Quatrain" The bow of the boat rained like silk last night, and the orchid branches in the basin were fertile, and the flourishing stamen competed for the repair day, and the visitors were when they arrived home.

Zhu Yizun's "Mrs. Gu Painting Lan" Qinglou people went to the pen bed empty, and the past Xizhou said Xie Gong.

There is still the color of Qinhuai fragrant grass, and the sunset is red.

Wang Shishen's "Feng Girl Painting Orchid" is a beggar's pen, and Yuchi Qing is shadowy.

From the weak quality of the empty valley, the Ye Ye initiative is pitiful.

Shi Tao's "Mo Lan" The roots have left the dust, how can he be a poem, and he will give a poem to the lonely.

Daqianxiang has been who has been and, when the ink is sprinkled in the pool.

Mo Lan" The bones are clear and the leaves are true, and the smile is amazing in the wind.

Self-written pen and ink, that is, the previous body is the back body.

Mo Lan" put aside the spring star of Yao Cao, and listened to Huang Tingmeng.

Under the leaves, half of the clouds are crossed, and what sentence in the world is all green.

Believe that he is boundless drunk in the cold valley, and my hairpin dress is boneless.

Xiangkan fanniost can't do it, and there is more than enough to pour dust.

Love Xin Jueluo. Xuanye "Autumn Orchid" In front of the palace, Fanglan is unique, the former people called the king of incense, and the gentleman of the square, because of the four rhymes.

The autumn is blue, and the cloth leaves are green.

Love this king incense, with flowers in the atrium.

The quiet fragrance is scattered, and the still shadow is sparse.

How can it be more than nine thousands, and they are extravagant and leave the scriptures.

The bamboo trees are very lush and the mountains are full of orchids" The mountain trails are soothing, and the sound of the stream is heard everywhere.

The bamboo is deep and cloudy, and the wood is dry and cloudy.

Lean on the threshold to listen to the birds, climb the cliff to pick different fragrances.

Shaohua is halfway through spring, and everything is thriving.

Yongyou Orchid" Graceful flowers and green leaves, the wind is difficult to hide the fragrance in the valley.

Don't be admired because of sewing, even if no one is self-respecting.

Cheng Fan's "Yonghuai" Lan is the king's fragrance, and the fragrance is in the breeze.

It has never been a cave posture, not competing for prosperity and beauty.

Cao Yin's "Winter Orchid" The winter grass is cold and green, and the orchid is also a flower.

Clear as a Bigu scholar, thin as a poet.

Cong Xiu has a few hairpin strands, and the top is divided into double hairheads.

The evening window is fragrant, and the wind shadow wants to be boned.

Zhu Zaizhen's "Jianlan" Clusters of orchids grow in a deep valley, and berries are thin all over the forest.

No sewing or hurting, it has won as a doorto.

Reach the mountain and cultivate a few pavilions.

Turn around and forget about Minhai, and pour your heart into Jingluo.

Thinking lightly about the day, the clear spring should be in the evening.

The jade has been played again and again, and the sky is like a do.

Qingmen Liu" Tang] Bai Juyi.

Qingqing Yishu is sad, and he has been in the hatred of several people.

For the farewell of the near capital gate, the long strip is folded to reduce the spring breeze.

Remembering Qin'e" Don Li Bai.

Xiao swallowed, Qin E dreamed of Qin Louyue.

Qin Louyue, willow color every year, Baling hurts goodbye.

The autumn festival of the Qing Dynasty in the original music tour, the ancient road of Xianyang is dusty.

The sound is absolutely dusty, the west wind is still shining, and the Han family mausoleum.

Yongliu" Tang He Zhizhang.

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

On November 7, 2020, April in the world was exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple began to bloom. There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. 3: Lotus Picking Song Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling The lotus leaf Luo skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is open to both sides of the face.

Pine**.

Heavy snow presses down on the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight. You must know that the pine is high and clean, and stay until the snow melts.

The turquoise makeup is a tree high, and ten thousand green silk silks hang down (He Zhizhang's "Yongliu").

The turquoise makeup is a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

He Zhizhang "Yongliu").

Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate.

Wang Zhilian's "Liangzhou Ci").

Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river.

Su Shi "Hui Chong Spring River Evening Scene").

Birch-leaved Senin (USSR).

In front of my window.

There is a birch tree.

As if coated with silver cream.

Covered in snowflakes.

Shaggy branches.

The lace embroidered by snow is chic.

Bunches of flowers bloom.

The white tassels are picturesque.

In the hazy silence.

Jade stands this white birch.

In the brilliant golden glow.

Sparkling snowflakes.

The birch wandered around.

The morning glow is long overdue.

It heads to the snowy branches.

Another layer of silver brilliance tree Ai Qing.

A tree, a tree.

Standing in isolation from each other.

Wind and air. Tell them the distance.

But under the cover of dirt.

Their roots grow.

In the depths of the unseen.

They entangle the roots.

Modern poems that write about plants are as follows:1, "Rape Flower".

From south to north, it was yellow.

From west to east, it was yellow.

With the spring breeze blowing.

Like a big golden ocean.

Wave by wave is still higher than wave.

It's like wandering in your mother's arms.

2, "Peach Blossom".

Whenever I push open the window.

Looking at the four collapses.

You're going to open your mouth.

Sing out loud. I saw you pick up your pink trumpet and make a trumpet.

Blow out a beautiful song.

It's like she's happily telling something.

I thought about it for a while.

Oh. It turns out that you are telling people about the arrival of spring.

3, "Qili Xiang".

The streams are anxious to flow to the ocean, but the tides are eager to return to the land.

In front of the hedge of green trees and white flowers, he waved goodbye so easily.

Twenty years after the vicissitudes of life, our souls return night after night.

When the breeze blows, it turns into a garden full of tulips.

Features of modern poetry:Modern poetry, also called "vernacular poetry", can be traced back to the end of the Qing Dynasty at the earliest, is a kind of poetry, compared with ancient poetry, although they are all written for the feeling of things, but generally do not form and rhyme.

1. Content: beautiful imagination, seeing the extraordinary in the ordinary.

2. Ideologically: write touching affection. That is, to add personal emotions and experiences.

3. Format: To be divided, it can be divided according to the sentence or according to the content.

The mainstream of modern poetry is free-form new poetry. The free-form new poetry is a product of the "May Fourth" New Culture Movement, which adopts the vernacular in form, and does not break the shackles of the old style of poetry, and the content mainly reflects the new life and expresses new ideas.

Plum blossom - dedicated to Teacher's Day.

In the ice and snow, who holds high the torch and leads people to spring?

Under the biting cold wind, who throws the wine and the dark fragrance, provoking the flowers and plants to sprout?

Plum blossoms, you do your best, and finally turn your youth into the first touch of morning glow in early spring.

Fortune operator Yongmei.

The wind and rain send spring back, the snow welcomes spring, it is already a cliff of ice, there are still flowers and branches, and she does not fight for spring, only to report the spring, and when the mountain flowers are blooming, she laughs in the bushes.

The poem about plants is Bu Operator Yongmei.

Written divination operator. Yongmei.