An ancient poem about the gesture of flowers and the color of the flowers

Yuan Zhen "Chrysanthemum".

Autumn silk around the house like a potter's house, all over the edge of the fence increasingly oblique.

It's not that the flower prefers chrysanthemums, and this flower blooms even more flowerless.

Chrysanthemum Yellow Nest.

The sassy west wind is planted all over the yard, and it is difficult for the cold fragrance and cold butterflies to come.

If I am the Green Emperor in his year, I will report that the peach blossoms will bloom together.

Wang Chongdao sent fifty daffodils.

Huang Tingjian Lingbo fairy dust socks, light steps on the water.

Who recruited this soul-breaking soul and planted it as a cold flower to send sorrow.

The deodorant wants to fall into the city, and the alum is the younger brother Mei is the brother.

Sitting on the right is really annoyed by the flowers, and goes out with a smile.

Chrysanthemum Song Tang Wan.

The heart of the east fence is proud of the frost, and it does not compete with the purple in the spring.

The pink butterfly is light and thin, and a pillow of yellow flowers is fragrant at night.

Chrysanthemum Ming Li Mengyang.

If you don't come out with the grass, you can be a hundred flowers after you.

The qi is Ling Qiujian, and the fragrance is clear.

It is advisable to escape from the world and be independent of each other.

Can be said basil land, the east fence is famous.

Narcissus Yuan Yuan Shiyuan.

Drunk blocking the moon falling on the side of the golden cup, the tireless wind turns over the green sleeves.

Compared with the dust-free state, Magu once made an appointment with Xunyang.

Mei 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.

Gift lotus Li Shangyin.

The flowers and leaves in the world are not compatible, and the flowers are dusted in the golden pots.

Only the green lotus and red lotus are innocent.

This flower and this leaf look like each other, and the emerald reduces the red decay and kills.

The red and purple have turned into dust, and the cuckoo is new in the summer.

The sandwich road is endless, and I know that I am a peaceful person.

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Two songs of late spring, one of them.

Author] Han Yu (Tang).

The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will be fragrant.

Yang Huayu pod has no talent, but the solution is to make snow fly all over the sky.

Spring will soon return, flowers and trees to try to save the spring, one is to compete for beauty, the world is thousands of purples and thousands of red. Poor Yang Huayu money, there is no gorgeous appearance, only flying in the sky, like pieces of snowflakes.

This poem is one of the "Sixteen Songs of the South of the City". Qian Zhonglian's "Collected Interpretations" is a poem written in the 11th year of the reign of Emperor Xianzong of the Tang Dynasty (816 AD). At this time, Han Yu was nearly half a hundred years old.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.

The willow color is ** tender, and the pear blossom is white and snowy.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. If you come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown. In front of the window in the coming day, the cold plum blossoms are not blooming.

The sunrise river flowers are red, and the spring river is as green as blue. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the grass and trees in the spring of the city are deeply moved to tears, and they hate to say goodbye to the birds. The flowers are gradually becoming charming, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe The Peach Blossom Lake is thousands of feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love.

Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright.

Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come to chrysanthemums. The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep.

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned.

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The new makeup should be under the Zhu Building, and the spring is deeply locked.

Go to the atrium and count the flowers, and the dragonfly flies up to the jade scratching its head. Flowers fly everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food east wind and willow slope. It is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a good time to fall in the flowers.

Flowers can be folded straight, do not wait for no flowers and empty branches.

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, thousands of miles of warblers cry green and red, and the water village mountain Guo wine flag wind.

2. The wild trail is dark, and the river boat is bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city.

3, a remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red.

4, two yellow orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the sky.

5, green hats, green clothes, oblique wind and drizzle do not need to return.

6. Purple smoke from the sunshine incense burner.

7. The sunrise river flowers are red like fire, and the spring river is green like blue.

The green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are in spring - Song Song Qi's "Jade House Spring".

A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red - Tang Bai Juyi's "Twilight River Yin".

The sparse shadow is horizontally oblique, the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon - Song Linkui's "Mountain Garden Xiaomei".

In the Huangmei season, it rains at home, and the grass pond is full of frogs - Song Zhao Shixiu's "Appointment".

A good year must be remembered, the most orange, yellow, orange and green time - Song Sushi's "Gift to Liu Jingwen".