Verses about using oranges to describe characters Verses about oranges

The poems describing oranges are:1. There is no rain cover for the lotus, and the chrysanthemum still has proud frost branches. A good year must be remembered, it is the time of orange, yellow, orange and green.

2. The chrysanthemum is dark and the lotus withers overnight, and the new buds and green leaves shine on the forest. The bamboo fence hut is green and yellow.

3. The northern guest has not known at the beginning, and the southern gold is priceless and likes to taste the new, with the chewing sentence and tooth fragrance.

4. The dew promotes the frost and urges the rhyme all over the slope, and the gold and jade shadows are piled up. After the husband returned from the sea, the sweet words became more and more sweet.

5. The hosta beads are all gone, and a garden of oranges is happy. Since signing the online order, I have been a daughter before marriage.

This poem without oranges is relatively speaking, the poem of oranges is particularly good, especially delicious, especially this way of eating oranges, which is also a particularly good way to peel oranges.

Huanxi Sha Yongtang.

Song · Su Shi.

Chrysanthemum dark lotus withered overnight frost. The green leaves of the new buds shine on the forest. The bamboo fence hut is green and yellow.

The fragrant mist is half shocked, and the clear spring is timid. Wu Ji's hands are still fragrant for three days.

Translation: After a night of autumn frost, the chrysanthemums withered and the lotus leaves withered, but the new oranges became brighter after the frost, and the whole orange grove shone brightly. It turned out that the orange gradually turned from green to golden yellow.

After picking one and peeling it, the fragrance is spraying, and the juice flows like a spring between the teeth and tongue of the new orange for the first time. It is said that after the orange children of Wu Real Estate peeled it, they still had residual fragrance on their hands for three days.

The verses that write about oranges are:

1. Each and the branch carry the finger core leaves to hold the fresh, and the color condensation is still with Dongting smoke. It's not for Han Yan's golden pills, it's just Zhou Wang Yuguoyuan. After the first break of the soul of the sun, it is like before the marrow of the star is sold. Knowing that you are sick and still in the sage, you will send the cold buds to the pillow.

2. After the frost in Baqiong, there are only two large oranges. Once dissected, the four elders happily came out. It is known that it avoids teasing the world, and retreats to Tibet to be deeply secret. My state is rich in this fruit, and the taste is not counted.

3. Orange blossoms are like snow reminiscing about Changzhou, and oranges are yellow when they go to Guou. Thank you Wu Tian for mercy and dreams, and the flying frost brewed Dongting Autumn.

4. Chrysanthemum dark lotus withered overnight frost. The green leaves of the new buds shine on the forest. The bamboo fence hut is green and yellow. The fragrant mist is half shocked, and the clear spring is timid. Wu Ji's hands are still fragrant for three days.

5. When the wind is strong and the frost clears the wood, the golden pill is heavy on the branches. The poor don't make a thousand slaves, and they are surprised in front of the court.

6. Lishu marks Jiangpu, and the knot is green like a fragrant orchid. Kunhuang jade is scattered, and the golden clothes are scattered. Ashamed of the lack of carving, in vain on the jade plate.

7. Withered garden tree, branches and leaves Ling Qiufang. Therefore, the strip is mixed with new fruits, and the gold and green contain frost. Climbing branches and breaking dry, willing to be like elixir. There is no fake carving, and the jade plate is more than tasted.

8. The ancients praised the sweet fragrance of oranges, and I love this thousand trees alone. The candle dragon beads out of Fusang, and the round buds are floating in the morning frost. Who's golden cake fence hangs, and the fire surrounds the forest overnight. Fold it to be a good guest, and the jade pot has pomegranate pulp.

9. Round like a pearl, the color is like a dan. Fu can break through the same share of food, and strive not to be ashamed of Dongting Mountain.

10, Ming Fa looks at the group of things, and Wanmu is gloomy. The frost gradually watered, and the orange seemed to be hanging gold. The female companion competes to pick up, and the picking hinders the depth of the leaves. And sympathize with each other, showing the same feelings. Bone spurs red Luo quilt, fragrant sticky green feather hairpin. In the jade plate, all victorious arguments are dug in the secluded forest.