Famous poems about the three friends of the year, poems about the three friends of the year

Mei: Yimei.

Li Shangyin settled at the end of the world and relied on things. Hanmei is the most hateful, and it is a flower last year. Pine: Yongsong** Heavy snow presses the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight.

If you want to know about the pine Gaojie, wait until the snow melts. Bamboo: Yongzhu.

Fang Zhimin The snow pressure bamboo head is low, and he wants to get mud when he is low, and he is still in the same sky as the sky after a round of red days.

Pine Lush and lush pine at the bottom, away from the seedlings on the mountain, with the diameter of the stem, shade this hundred feet. (Jin Taikang Zuosi) has a pine hundred feet big ten circumference, born at the bottom of the stream cold and humble. (Tang Bai Juyi) heavy snow pressed the green pine, and the green pine was straight and straight. （**）

The moss is slippery and not the rain, and the pine is not fake wind. (Tang Hanshanzi).

The pine gate wind sweeps itself, and the snow in the waterfall is difficult to eliminate. (Don Huangfu Zeng).

The pine is in the shade, and the dawn is Lucy Ridge. (Don Hsu Hun).

The pine stone is cold on the monk, and the sound of the stream is urgent in the middle of the night. (Tang Tortoise Meng) wears Songdu Shuangjian and the palace is surrounded by five peaks. (Song Xia Zhu).

The pine wind blows the dew, and the green damp fragrance curls. (Song Su Shi).

The two corridors are full of mountains, and the sound of nine miles is loose. (Song Hongshi).

It should be guarded by the mountain god. When the wind is loose, it is to sweep the dust. (Song Shi Taizhang) slightly chanted the sea and the moon gave birth to Yan Gui, and the long smile was windless and the stream was loose. (Song He Sun) bamboo good bamboo Lianshan Jue bamboo shoots incense (Song Su Shi).

In the middle of the night, the wind and bamboo knock on the autumn rhyme, and the thousands of leaves are all hateful (Song Ouyang Xiu) Lang rides a bamboo horse, goes around the bed to make green plums, lives together in the long trunk, and the two little ones have no suspicion (Tang Li Bai) Poetry and Zen are idle, and let him flow to the world (Tang Li Jiayou) Repair the bamboo and pine shadows, and the mountain wind blows all over the windows and clouds (Yuan Sadula) The lotus wind sends the fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops (Tang Meng Haoran).

The new pine hates not to be thousands of feet high, and the evil bamboo should be cut ten thousand poles (Tang Du Fu) in the sound of firecrackers (Song Wang Anshi).

The sky is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sunset leans on the bamboo (Tang Du Fu).

No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar (Song Su Dongpo).

The new bamboo shoots have become a hall under the bamboo, and the fallen flowers are on the swallow's nest mud (Song Zhou Bangyan) because of the bamboo courtyard to meet the monk's words, and have to float for half a day (Tang Li She) bamboo cane shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid, a cloud of smoke and rain Ren Pingsheng (Song Su Shi) Mei is not a cold bone, how to get the plum blossom fragrance (Tang Huang Tiller Zen Master) returned to smile and smell the plum blossoms, spring has been very (Song A Ni Wu Taoist poem) Lang rode a bamboo horse, around the bed to make green plums, living together in the long trunk, two small suspects (Tang Li Bai) brick plum like snow, brushed a body is still full (five generations · Li Yu) plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses a piece of plum fragrance (Song Lu Meipo) Huangmei season family rain, grass ponds everywhere frogs (Zhao Shixiu Song) where turned into hundreds of billions, a tree of plum blossoms and a release of Weng (Song Lu You) The stream back to the valley turned sad and there was no way, suddenly there were one or two plum blossoms (Song Yang Wanli) counted the plum blossoms in the heart of the world (Song Yuan Weng Sen).

Ordinary like the moon in front of the window, there are plum blossoms that are different (Song Du Lei) a Sichuan tobacco, the city is full of wind and flocculent, plum yellow rain (Song He Zhu) There is plum without snow and no spirit, there is snow without poetry and vulgar people (Song Lu Meipo reference.

Tearful eyes, Shenjing Road. The sound of the broken hung is long in the twilight. Liu Yong in the middle of the night, the lake is stacked with mountains and Qingjia, there are three autumn laurels, ten miles of lotus. Qiang tube clear, Lingge flooded the night, frolicking and fishing lotus baby. Liu Yong looks at the tide of the sea.

In the sound of the broken hong, the sun is shining. Liu Yong jade butterfly.

The gradual frost and wind are tight, the Guan River is cold, and the afterglow is the building. Liu Yong Eight voices on the sand of Ganzhou and the moth on the poultry pond, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows. Zhang Xiantian Fairy Nakan was even more bright moon, and the wall sent a swing shadow.

Zhang Xian Qingmen has no choice but to let the flowers fall, and the familiar Yan returns. Yan Shu Huanxi sand last night the west wind withered the green trees. Go up to the tall building alone and look at the end of the world.

If you want to send color notes, you have no ruler, and you know where the mountains and rivers are. Yan Shu butterfly loves flowers.

The spring breeze does not lift the ban on poplar flowers, and the face of the pedestrians is chaotic. Yan Shu Tasha Xing on the pond on the moss three or four o'clock, the bottom of the leaf yellow oriole one or two sounds. Yan Shu broke the green poplar smoke outside the dawn and cold, and the red apricot branches were in spring.

Song Qi Yulou Chunping Wu is the Spring Mountain, and the pedestrians are outside the Spring Mountain. Ouyang Xiu stepped on the willow tips on the moon, and people were about after dusk. Ouyang Xiusheng Chazi.

Life is a lover, and this hatred is not about the wind and the moon. Ouyang Xiu Yulou Chun asked Huahua with tears in his eyes, and he was silent, and flew over the swing in red. Ouyang Xiu: Butterflies love flowers and water, and the mountains are eyebrows. Wang Guan Bu Operator Zhu Shi pity the window of the bamboo mountain, and do not change the clear yin to wait for me to return.

Tang Liu Changqing, "Returning to the Mountain in Late Spring, Bamboo in Front of the Window".

The green bamboo enters the secluded path, and the green pothos brushes the clothes.

Tang Li Bai "Down to the end of Nanshan over Husi Mountain people stay in wine".

The green wind folds the bamboo shoots, and the red blooms and the rain and plums.

green sentences; The delicate bamboo, which was broken by the wind, drooped down.

Tang Du Fu "Ten Songs of Accompanying Zheng Guangwen to General He's Mountains and Forests".

The grass and trees are yellow in the cold weather, and they still know it since Qingqingjun.

Tang Cen Shen "Fan Gong Cong Bamboo Song".

Jia Mu Li, Mei Zhu Lu, Qi Shi Xian.

Li: Grow up. Dew: Presenting dew. Visible: prominent.

Tang Liu Zongyuan, "The Story of the West Hill of Cobalt Pond".

Section after section, thousands of branches and leaves. I don't bloom, so as not to tease bees and butterflies: tease, tease.

Qing Zheng Xie's "Banqiao Inscription Bamboo".

Thousands of hammers are still strong, and the wind is blowing.

Momei (Yuan) crown.

My family washes the inkstone pond tree, and all the flowers bloom with light ink marks.

Don't let people praise the good color, only leave the clear air full of goodness.

If the plum blossom fragrance is in the bones, people are like autumn water jade as gods.