Urgent..! Appreciation of ancient poems about chrysanthemums,,

Tang Dynasty?

Tang Dynasty?

The red smoke curls up and makes you want to speak, while the plain flowers reflect the moon and only smell the fragrance.

The tailoring has an oriental style, and it is as light as Western makeup.

Elegantly called the first crown in the flower, it lasts forever and spring.

Rising from sleep at the south window (Southern Song Dynasty? Lu You)

The ambition in the dream is at the end of the world, just like the time in Jinli.

I crazily lean on the precious zither and sing about white ramie, and drunkenly move the silver candle to write about bird silk.

When wine comes to Pixian County, the fragrance is first pressed, and when flowers are sent to Pengzhou, they are full of fragrance.

I sat up and sighed by the south window. The magpies in the Jade Tower missed their return date.

Inscribed on the White Jade Plate of Danjing Mountain in Pengzhou (Ma Dazuo)

If you don’t tire of traveling far in the mountains, you will see this flower in spring.

The crystal clear moon is clear, and the green feathers are swaying.

The fragrance lingers on your sleeves for a long time, and you admire the credit.

How can you graffiti if you are not a vulgar person by nature?

Danjingshan Peony (Qing Dynasty? Jade Kaiyun)

Juanjuan presses the sill red, Zeng Yuan Yu Taichung.

Exploring spring and leaning against the clouds, planting jade in Xu Longyun.

The application will make your body look plump and plump, with fragrance and fragrance.

The fallen leaves are heavier than the leaves, and the vermilion powder reflects the skin.

Hundreds of species of birds bloom in the clear sky, and a cluster of peaks gathers mist.

If you stray into the Yongjia River, you should cherish it until it is too late.

If you encounter auspicious light, who wants to look like a secular person.

Chrysanthemum poems written by the sisters Daiyu and Baochai in A Dream of Red Mansions

Recalling the Chrysanthemums

What do you think about the west wind? It is unforgettable when Fangfei shows mercy.

Looking at the new guests quietly, elegant and clear, comforting old friends.

When you go north, you are far away from people's sufferings, but when you come back south, you miss each other so much.

Bing Xin is surrounded by a flower soul, and there should be a period of gathering and separation.

(2) Visiting Chrysanthemums

Walking alone in Nanshan in autumn, the scene in my dream remains here.

The purity of the dust can be compared to the charm of a clear lotus, and its elegance makes the purple chrysanthemum even more tranquil.

Who said that the heart is locked in the east fence, but how can one know that the ruler is dressed in golden autumn.

The mountain breeze is also envious and distant, and the cold is freezing on the branches.

(3) Planting chrysanthemums

The blue sky and green catkins are coming, and the green seedlings are slowly transplanted and planted with affection.

In the late spring, the drizzle soaks the garden, and in the golden autumn, the garden is in full bloom in September.

The smile points to thousands of clouds in the sky, and a cup of tea in the world of mortals.

When the snow falls all over the sky, quietly leave and turn into dust.

(4) Chrysanthemums

The eyes are full of golden flowers, and there are guests in the garden who are thinking deeply.

The red sleeves add fragrance to the western window, and the brocade sequin sings of lovesickness for no reason.

Wisps of delicate fragrance are floating in the dark, and the long white clouds are faint and the local accent is faint.

Xiao Hanshuang returns to me, flying together to spend time together.

(5) Offering chrysanthemums

The slowly opening lotus steps in the flower garden, with the dew of purple chrysanthemums showing elegance and tranquility.

Pick a little rhyme with bare hands, and worship the three-quarter autumn in an empty bottle.

The flying swallows in the sky bring new news, and the lonely figure in front of the case reminisces about old travels.

Sentiment is always misunderstood by ruthlessness, and the subtle fragrance and elegance remain in the heart.

(6) Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum

Not afraid of the cold frost and dew, Bing Xin only wants to thank her bosom friend.

The ethereal music of the mountains and flowing water, the red leaves and the moon singing in the autumn wind.

A body as proud as a branch, full of beauty and a heart of flowers.

Who said that the flowering period of golden chrysanthemums is short? I have been dreaming about it until now.

(7) Painting chrysanthemums

It’s hard to judge the elegance of a person by writing poems in front of him.

The flowers are in front of the eyes, and the ink on the table is stained with autumn frost.

The strong love disappears and goes away with the wind, but the light heart returns with the fragrance of flowers.

It is difficult to leave a beautiful soul in the world of mortals, and the emotions linger with the setting sun.

(8) Asking about the chrysanthemums

The rhyme and mood of autumn are hard to describe, but knocking on the golden chrysanthemums is on the east fence.

How can it be too early to raise a glass to invite the moon? Why is it too late to cut off the water and draw a knife?

How lonely is Aoshuang Douhan? Who loves me when I write poems to express my love?

If you want to know the beauty of your heart, how long will it take to hold your hand?

(9) Hairpin Chrysanthemum

The east fence is busy everywhere when the sun shines, and the green leaves and yellow flowers are dressed in red.

The concubine in the flower is so delicate and beautiful, and the man in front of the window is crazy in his heart.

The blazing heat can be compared to the July fire, and the elegance can be compared to the autumn frost.

I picked up a chrysanthemum branch and stuck it sideways in my ear.

(10) Chrysanthemum Shadow

In the deep frost of autumn, the cold is heavy, and the evening wind blows in the dream of chrysanthemums.

The flower branches are swaying with clear shadows, and the moonlight is exquisite.

The fragrance remains in the world and the soul returns far away, and the tears shed in the world of mortals make dreams come true.

My heart is broken when the bright moon pity the flower, and my bowing out of thin air is hazy.

(11) Chrysanthemum Dream

The frost is heavy and the dew is heavy, the wind is clear, the moon shines on the chrysanthemum, and the heart is empty and bright.

The mind and learning fly together as butterflies among the flowers, and the soul and soul form an alliance on the stone.

The moon in the water sighs at the end of fate, the flowers in the mirror are broken and the wild geese cry sadly.

Who can I complain to? White clouds convey love from generation to generation.

(12) Candy Chrysanthemum

The fragrance of autumn is gradually fading away, who can stop the flowers from fading under the light snow.

The remaining feelings are indifferent, and the remaining branches are leafless and green.

An empty pillow becomes a heart disease, and thousands of floating clouds send flowers late.

We will meet again in the flowering season in the coming year, and the bright moon and clear breeze will tell us of lovesickness.