Poems describing the beautiful colors of flowers

Poetry about the color of flowers 1. A poem describing the color of flowers

Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good,

The scenery used to be familiar.

At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.

In spring, the river is as green as blue.

Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli.

After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.

The lotus leaf on the second day is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower on the second day is of different colors.

Maharaja, nine days and two rhymes

Year: Song Author: Su Shi

I am so drunk that I want to sleep. I have taught you to go to Qingzhou.

Give me three thousands of feet with cream temples, and I'll pay one hundred yuan for poems.

I heard that Mr. Lang closed the East Pavilion and let Lao Zi go to the South Building.

You don't have to go home when you meet, and Huang Die will be sad tomorrow.

2. Poems with colorful flowers

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. It's plum blossoms. When you pass my silk window, the cold plum blossoms. When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, trees and grass turn green again in spring, petals flow down like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows. Flowers are blooming more and more brightly, and shallow grass is not as deep as thousands of feet horseshoe peach blossom pool, and not as deep as Wang Lunqing.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta. In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers.

3. Sentences describing the color of flowers

Hello! After a spring rain, the beautiful winter jasmine blooms more beautifully.

From a distance, flowers are like small speakers. Look carefully, each flower consists of six petals with a thin stamen in the middle.

Its color is bright yellow. A gust of wind blew and there was a faint fragrance.

Red roses are blooming on the branches. The color is so thick and pure, without any noise, just like a burning flame. A gust of wind blew and the dragonfly shook a few times. It's so charming, just like a girl in a flowered skirt dancing.

The lotus leaf in the pond looks like a colorful sail on the blue waves from a distance, which is really beautiful. Autumn wind comes, dew becomes frost, leaves fall off and flowers shrink. Only chrysanthemums stand in the wind, and Ao Shuang is in full bloom, colorful and changeable.

Pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and delicate begonia flowers are in full bloom. The sky is full of small white flowers dotted with pale green branches and leaves.

Dianthus sticks its head out from the chaotic weeds. Their pink smiling faces are really beautiful! Morning glory raised its big purple trumpet, as if playing a nice morning song. In the field, a flaming Chinese milk vetch is like a blazing flame.

The blooming lotus stands on the green stem, looking at the distance like a slim girl. Some chrysanthemums are fully open, revealing goose yellow stamens; Some chrysanthemums are half open, like a shy little girl, especially the budding flower bones, which are particularly beautiful against the green leaves.

Thousands of smiling flowers seem to whisper in a crisp voice: spring is coming! Spring is coming! Clusters of bright flowers gathered under the leaves, like countless butterflies, spread their wings slightly and stopped in the air, motionless. The breeze blew, and a shower of flowers fell, just like Shan Ye covered with a colorful brocade quilt.

Looking at a large area of colorful cherry blossoms, I really doubt that the Nine-Day Fairy scattered shredded colored satin on the ground. Winter jasmine, its color is not as beautiful as roses, its aroma is not as rich as peony, but it is not afraid of the cold and takes the lead in reporting the coming of spring to people with its life.

The blooming epiphyllum is bright and full, dazzling, so elegant and charming; Trembling, dizzy, fragrant, like a white fairy. Look at the two sky-blue petals of this little flower. Two thin stamens stand high, and the yellowish head quivers slightly, much like a dancing butterfly.

In the flowerpot, there is a lush tulip. The blooming flowers are black, and the slightly scattered petals are like black velvet, emitting bursts of fragrance and refreshing. The sentence describing lotus flowers is Qingyang crossing Qingyang crossing gold. The lotus in Yuefu is covered with green water, and the lotus is red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus flowers above. It is said that the lotus flowers in the Southern Liang Dynasty are swaying purple leaves in the breeze, and the bamboo building is exposed. The pond in the middle is so green that I am red. Lotus picking in Wujun, Nanliang, and clothes hanging in Luoyi, Green River. I asked my son where to pick lotus in Jiangnan today.

In the summer song, Liang Xiaoyan bloomed in the south of the Yangtze River, with red light and clear water. The color is the same, but the lotus root is different.

"Summer Miscellaneous Poems" Qing Chen Wenshu's water window has a low painting column and a thin jade pillow. One night, the rain became a dream, and Qiu Lai was given a lotus leaf.

"Madman" Tang Du Fu's wind is rich in Xiao Juan's beautiful scenery, and the rain is fragrant. "Hot Evening Tour of the Lotus Pond" Song Yang Wanli is still worried about the heat in the evening, and his face is low.

"For Agriculture" Tang Dufu's lotus leaves float, fine wheat falls, and light flowers fall. "Lotus Picking Song" The lotus leaf skirt in Changling, Tang Wang is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face.

Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. Clear water gives birth to hibiscus, which naturally makes the makeup faint and fragrant, and hibiscus blooms. Birthday is defeated, and Liuhua is grateful. The flowers are in bloom. The moon is ashamed of blooming hibiscus. The broken laurel flower was defeated. On destroying orchids, folding jade, picking orchids, giving medicines, blowing, winning orchids, leaving trees and flowers. Snow, moon, flowers, wind and rain, rich and colorful, full of controversy, scary red, green wavy flowers, beautiful flowers, snowy moon, hibiscus, water hibiscus, where is the peach blossom custom, the Li family is proud of the world, Gui Fu and Lan Xiang are narcissistic, so they try again. How to cut the chicken with a knife, Guilin is mysterious, the melons are ripe and the countryside is beautiful, and cinnamon is in bud and ready to go. Liuxiang's flower is dim and incompetent, the moonlight is red and green, and the flowers are dying under cymbidium flowers. Dead trees bloom in the morning and evening, and flowers bloom in the mirror. The flowers in the mirror are icing on the cake. Look at Zhu's dark flowers. I burned six works but failed. Green, fat, red, thin, pear, rainy road, messy willow walls, jade falling from the sky, and countless colorful knives grinding firewood. Tomorrow's yellow flowers are dazzling, confusing, birds singing and flowers fragrant, tattooed, red, red, and sentenced. Pang Baimei is fond of exotic flowers and grasses, Qi Huayao and Cao Qian spend money in stone drums, Qi Huayi and Qiao Huahua come like spring, autumn tea is dense, autumn moon and spring flowers are like spring, words are like spring, flowers are as rich as flowers, flowers are as beautiful as jade, and solar eclipse is like a million dollars. Everyday money is easy to change. Peach blossoms, willow flowers and green flowers are all short-lived, white flowers come and go, the goddess is scattered, the dolphins' hooves are graceful and fragrant, the national color is dizzy, and it is futile to leave. Colorful rootless flowers are varied, and the yellow flowers in the evening are helpless. Colorful flowers are colorful, Yao Huanghua, Wei Zihua, and flowers bloom and fall. Blowing flowers to pick up trees, sending plum blossoms, going on a night trip, proposing marriage by smelting leaves, throwing millions, walking around to see flowers, jasmine, honeysuckle, purple jasmine, morning glory, day lily, wenshulan, gardenia and lotus.

4. Ancient poems about the color of flowers

Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good,

The scenery used to be familiar.

At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.

In spring, the river is as green as blue.

Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Thrush Ouyang xiu

The cries of thousands of birds echo their own hearts, and thousands of purple flowers on the mountain are on the height of trees.

Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli.

After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.

The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.

Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi

In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are bright red, and the Shuhe River beats the cliff on the edge of the cliff.

A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.

Zhai Changling

The female radish covers the stone wall and the stream is hazy.

Purple vines and yellow flowers are in the cold dew.

Show flowers in the morning and lie in the wind at night.

Clouds turn into water, and the luster is the same as mine.

The sun and the moon are swaying and empty.

5. What are the poems that describe flowers?

1, the red and purple have become dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.

2. The grass tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.

3, full of shade, shining in the green waves.

At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.

5, spring can not close the garden, an apricot out of the wall.

1, quatrains in early summer

Author: Lu You

Red and purple have become dust one after another, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer.

It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.

2. Late spring

Tang dynasty: Han Yu

Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.

Huayang fish pod has no talent and can only solve the problem of heavy snow all over the sky.

3. Recalling Jiangnan

Author: Bai Juyi

The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?

5. The garden is not worth it

Song Dynasty: Ye Shaoweng

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

6. Colorful poems in ancient poetry

Young poplars are lighter than others, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring —— Spring Jade House by Song and Song Qi

Sunset in the water, half river rustling and half river red —— Ode to Mujiang by Tang Juyi

Shadow across the water, fragrance floating in the dusk —— Xiao Mei in Lin Bu's Mountain Garden in Song Dynasty

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond —— Zhao Shixiu's You Yue in Song Dynasty

A good year to remember, especially when it is orange, yellow and green-a gift from Song Sushi

One Water Protects the Field, Two Mountains Walk to Send Green —— Mr. Yin's Book on the Lake Wall by Wang Anshi in Song Dynasty

Looking at the green hills on both sides of the strait, sailing alone —— On Tang Libai's Tianmen Mountain

Castle Peak can't be covered, after all, it flows eastward —— Bodhisattva Man by Qi Ji of Song Xin. Book "Jiangxi stoma wall"

Outside the Castle Peak Building —— Song Lin Sheng

Green hills are here, and you can never get tired of seeing them. How can running water be interesting? -Tang Qian Qi's "Imperial Examination Dongchi Pavilion Banquet"

When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, trot in circles and throw out your childhood-Don Li Bai>

The river floats, and the mountain looks like a hairpin-Tang Han.

When the sun rises, the flowers in the river are red, but when spring comes, the river is green and blue —— Tang Bai Juyi's memory of Jiangnan

If you wait, you will know the east wind, and it will always be spring-spring in Song Zhuxi.