A beautiful poem with flowers and fruits

Poetry about flowers and fruits 1. Autumn chrysanthemum and autumn fruit ancient poems

Poems about chrysanthemums in autumn

1, looking at the west wind and thinking, the red reed is white and heartbroken. There is no trace of the old garden in the autumn sky fence, and the dream is clear and the frost is clear. I miss the wild goose, and I sit and listen to the evening anvil. Who pity me for my yellow flower disease and comfort me for seeing you again?

2. Fang Ju blooms in Lin Yao, and Song Qingyan is strict in ranking. With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost.

3, don't move your garden more expensive than gold, shallow and deep. Sitting on the fence, sitting on your head, kneeling in the Leng Xiang. Shu Yun is even more arrogant. It seems that I am the only one who knows her! It is better to cherish every inch of yin than to waste time and live up to his expectations.

4, the gold thread wick is scattered, although it does not change its fragrance. The forest is secluded and the car is still clear.

5. The dew and frost are gradually falling, and the feast is only a light snow. There is more incense gold in Tiri than in the branches. It's cold and late in Wan Li. See you in the autumn wind next year, and miss you for the time being!

6. The autumn color on the fence is clear, and the clouds are not clear with the moon. To become immortal is not to admire Zhuang and give birth to butterflies, but to look back and find Tao. When you sleep, you will be bad with the goose, and when you are surprised, you will be upset. When you wake up, who will complain: the grass is cool and the smoke is infinite!

7. terraced orchids condense summer frost, and shore chrysanthemums shine in the morning. Laugh with dew, and the wind is light and fragrant. Thin leaves are light green and round flowers are light yellow. Still holding the color of this year, after reunion, it will be fragrant.

8, autumn chrysanthemum can Ao Shuang, wind and frost. This performance is cold-resistant, and wind and frost can't help it!

9. I wonder how crazy the pen after the poem is. Is it a contest between Dan Qing and Fei? Pick leaves and splash them into thousands of ink, and save flowers to dye a few traces of frost. The light and thick god will shadow in front of the wind, and the fragrance at the bottom of the wrist will be born in autumn. Don't admit Dongli is idle, stick to the screen to chat and comfort Chongyang.

10, Chou-heung used to be a poet's gift, but today's festival is a much-told story. If it weren't for the west wind to keep guests, the plum blossom would have declined for a long time.

1 1. Bottles planted in hedges are very busy every day, so I make up in front of the mirror and have a rest. Chang' an childe loves flowers, and Mr. Peng Ze is addicted to alcohol. The short temples are cold and exposed in three ways, and the kudzu towel is dyed with nine autumn cream. Clap your hands and laugh at the roadside when you are in high spirits.

12, autumn frost makes chrysanthemums, and the sunset glow is endless; I don't mean to say anything at random, but I am naturally charming.

13, flowers began to appear in the autumn when the hedge roots were full, but they moved from indifference to prosperity. The west wind gate is full of fragrance, except for the Taos who come to my house.

14, the pink yellow flower is peerless, and Chongyang mixed the skills of Cornus officinalis. The later you start, the more you see Cao, which makes you laugh at the way those outdated children do.

15. Try it while it's sunny in first frost, and don't leave it in the glass for a long time. Who planted first frost the month before? Where is autumn outside the fence? Wax is far away, and cold songs are not enough. If a yellow flower helps a poet, it won't be a stick today.

16, the cold flowers are gone, and the chrysanthemums are full of branches. Old friends are frequently different, and light fragrant wine is temporarily followed.

17, wet dew in Gudongli, sand flashing in Qianjinwu. A few girls in the world have no high rhyme and only look at flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.

18, the bushes in autumn are more and more inclined around the fence like Taoist priests. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.

19, charming gold skirt, slim white jade skin. Knowing it is very different, as cold as old. It's hard to fall to the ground. It's better to die.

20, light muscle and weak bone powder, gold core flooding. Want to know the medicine to delay aging, let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend.

2 1, the soil flower can be white or red, and you can still love this work at night. I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind.

22. The lion dragon is flying and brilliant again! Light alleys and thick streets are full of fragrance, and desks are full of chrysanthemums in September.

23. I took my hoe to the autumn nursery and planted it in front of the fence. I didn't expect to survive the rain last night, but I still like to bring frost today. Autumn scenery wrote thousands of poems and got drunk with a glass of ice. Fill the spring with mud to protect it, and you will know that the well diameter is dust-free.

24, playing the piano and thinking about wine is fascinating, and a few cases are Tingting. There are three paths of incense, and the book thrower is right for an autumn. First frost made a new dream by clearing the paper account, and the cold sunset in the nursery recalled the past. In a world that is proud of the same smell, the spring breeze will not stay for a long time.

25. In front of the entrance, it was golden and the aroma surged for tourists. Only when the frost is heavy can you become a hero.

26, stealing faint purple, melting yellow. They have the color of Tao Yuanming's Hedgerow and the fragrance of Lohan House. Chrysanthemum is not afraid of wet dew, but afraid of the arrival of the sunset. I am willing to stay by the water and drink the parrot cup, hoping to come to the feast of the rich.

27. Xuanshuang vomited one mouthful phlegm in the secluded bushes of three paths in his hometown and fell into the blue sky overnight. How many people have not returned to the end of the world, looking at the autumn wind through the fence.

28, rogue poets faint dawn invasion, fence stone from the sink. I wrote in the frost at the end of the play that the mouth is fragrant to the moon. All the words on paper are their own sorrow. Who can understand their inner feelings through words only? A sentence from Tao, Changfeng said today.

On the 29th, Diema, Qiu Guang, stole three roads. The window is separated by sparse lights to trace the distance, and the fence screen breaks the moon lock exquisitely. Cold fragrance should stay in the soul, and frost seal is vivid and dreamy. Take care of the faint fragrance, don't step on it. Who can recognize when he is drunk?

2. There are some poems about passionflower.

Passion Fruit Fu (Author: Self-entertainment Pumpkin)

I have a roommate named Yue Ming, and her husband gave me a box of passion fruit.

I felt happy as soon as I entered my stomach, and I also gave a few lines of poetry to express my gratitude.

Passion Fruit Fu —— Answering the love from my brother-in-law for fruit

Beiliu has strange fruits, and their names are all fragrant.

The monster still has pity, and his stomach is full of articles.

Before the sweetness overflows, the shell breaks the sweet juice.

I'm covered in gold and I'm ashamed.

First, suppress the acid in your mouth and improve the taste.

Nectar is intoxicating, and the rest is fragrant.

Wake up in a panic, sister Xie, you will know for a long time.

There is a bright moon hanging in my humble abode, and we are all in it.

3. Poetry with fruit characteristics

Li Bai gave a gift to Wei for the second time.

Seeing you riding a horse, I learned about Taishan Road.

Sure enough, this place will smash cars, and the road is very dangerous. We must pay attention to safety and save our lives.

I was abandoned in the grass in Akita, like jade in a good year.

You should be honest and work hard, don't always sigh.

Xu Yiqing sought fruit and planted Du Fu.

Caotang wants to plant fewer flowers today, so don't ask green plums and yellow plums.

In stalagmite street, I went home. In the orchard, I looked for it.

Send Huang fu Bai qi to gather righteousness

Xia Meng loves my house, and what Tao Qian said is true.

The vase falls with the wine, and the book is opened.

Neighbors steal new fruits, while families steal small fish.

I wonder if Huangfuqi, what's the situation in the pool?

Sitting alone in autumn night (a book on winter night) Wang Wei

Sitting alone is sad and white, and the autumn night sky is nearly two more.

Wild fruits in the mountains fall in the autumn rain, and insects on the grass whisper to the lights.

The white hair on the head is always difficult to turn black, and there is no panacea in alchemy.

To know how to get rid of senility, only learning Buddhism can't be destroyed.

You Kaiyuan Jingshe Wei Wu Ying

Summer clothes are becoming thin, and you love living in a monk's house.

After the new rain in the orchard, the incense table began to shine.

The shade gives birth to a quiet day, and the solitary flowers show more spring.

Fu tired, traces are sparse.

Go to Annan, Shen Yan

Extremely windy across the toes, cold and warm at night.

The fruit of Zhongdongshan Mountain is ripe, and wild flowers bloom in the first month.

Rain and fog, light frost and thunder.

Hometown is not limited to Wan Li, and visitors think twice as much.

Chun Hu Guyi Song Wenzhi

Plum blossoms in the courtyard lead to those in power, and birds in the garden compose music.

The sunset swims the South Lake, and the fruit throws Yan Ruyu.

I can't say anything, and I want to know where I belong.

If you can't go home, you must adopt it in Guan Ning.

He was taught as Li Qiao in May.

The trees are full of inflammation, and the Zhu Lou grows in summer.

The pool contains freezing rain, and the mountains reflect fire clouds.

Cherry blossoms are ripe in the orchard and flowers are blooming in the yard.

I want to escape from the three-day heat, but I am still full of enthusiasm.

Xiao Taishou said that when he entered the DPRK, he hosted a banquet in Yuezhou.

The lonely city embraced the great river, and the festival came to the court.

Fruit is old in Taichung, but it is still on the water.

Jinghua is far away from Japan and as old as winter.

I appreciate a talking bird, and I am grateful to you.

Coconut tree Shen Quanqi

Coconut trees in southern Japan are fragrant and dusty.

Bunchy wooden head and round betel nut body.

At nine o'clock, the jade house is exposed, and at four o'clock, the green leaves are spring.

It's better to slaughter Guo Lin and move the roots with Chen Han.

Send Su Qian to the rooftop to meet Zhang Zirong.

Find the sea in spirit and visit Cuiwei with music.

Seagulls greet * *, and cranes wait to fly.

Shu Qi tasted fairy fruit, and Qionglou tried on feather clothes.

Knowing the goddess far away blames Ruan Langgui.

4. Poems about flowers

1, hey

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

It's late in spring, so that spring flowers wither, instead of complaining that flowers bloom too early.

The vicissitudes of nature make flowers wither, spring has passed, green leaves are lush, fruits are heavy, and it is almost the harvest season.

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I didn't have time to visit the spring scenery, so the spring flowers withered, so I don't have to complain that the flowers bloomed too early. The wind and rain changes in nature have withered flowers, spring has passed, green leaves are lush, fruits are numerous, and it is almost the harvest season.

2. Seeing Rhododendron in Xuancheng/Dividing Rules

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

Shu has heard of Zigui bird and Xuancheng has seen azaleas.

One is called, one is ileum, one is broken, and March is three memories.

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In my distant hometown, I have heard the sad song of Zigui bird; Now in Xuancheng, a foreign land, I see azaleas in full bloom. Zi Gui cried sadly, which made people sad. In late spring March, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the wanderer misses his hometown Sanba.

3. Drunk under the flowers

Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin

Looking for incense makes people drunk and dizzy, and leaning against the tree has become oblique.

After the guests woke up in the middle of the night, they lit red candles to enjoy the residual flowers.

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Found that wheatgrass unconsciously intoxicated by wine, sleeping on the flower tree, the red sun has set in the west. And wait until the guests wake up late at night, then hold a red candle and enjoy the residual flowers alone.

4, reduce the word magnolia, spring resentment

Song: Zhu

Sit alone, pay alone and lie alone. Standing hurts, even touching people hurts.

Who can see this situation, tears wash the residual makeup. I am worried that my illness will remain the same and I can't get rid of the cold light.

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Whether I am walking or sitting, whether I am chanting alone or singing with each other, or even lying in bed, I am alone; Standing and staring for a long time made me doubly sad, but even more helpless, this cold spring provoked my sadness.

Who has seen this kind of sadness, let me burst into tears and wash my original powder makeup without leaving a trace; Sorrow and illness, picking the wick, it is difficult to sleep after all.

5, Xi Qian Ying, endless flowers

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

There are endless flowers and endless willows. Should sympathize with me. Every boat is empty. Somewhere tomorrow.

Zhu Xian was silent. There are few intimate friends. If there is love in the sky, it should be old. I advise you to see Vanity Fair. This ancient dream is infinite.

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Flowers bloom and fall, willow leaves fade, flowers bloom and fall, which is similar to my situation at this time. Parting wine friends is deep, and the original painting is empty. Parting need not be too painful, life is somewhere tomorrow.

From then on, there were few bosom friends, and lyre Zhu Xian stopped singing. If the sky is sad with me, it will also frost my temples. I suggest you take care of yourself here. Vanity Fair is in a hurry, and the official sea is ups and downs. It seems that it has been a dream since ancient times.

5. Complete Poems of Flowers and Birds

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Painting Wang Wei

From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but there is no sound.

Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed.

Wang Wei of Niaomingxi

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Xiao Chunmeng Haoran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

Du Fu in Spring

Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

The quatrains, the first Du Fu

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

The quatrains, the second Du Fu

The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.

This spring is coming to an end. When will I go home?

1, you people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .

2, the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.

3. Sleeping mercilessly every day and watching children catch willow flowers.

4. Birds fly high and go alone. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.

5. The bird stays in the tree by the pool and the monk knocks at the door.

6. cicadas make the forest quiet, and the sound palace mountain is more secluded.

6. Poems with fruits

Horn Miao song? Enjoy ancestral music? Jingyun dance is only sacred and sacred.

When you feel brilliant, you will prosper. Shun is ashamed of filial piety, and Yao abdicates as king.

If you can do your best, you can revitalize the ancient times. Civilized traffic, cars and books are on the same track.

It's magnificent and perfect. The winding room is condensed, and the big court is finally scattered.

Release the negative film and restore the child. Take off the high sky and climb into the distance and metaphysics.

Longhu is invisible, like wild cotton. Travel clothes return to the Tao, and recommend fruit in the early years.

The new temple is in full swing, and Mingde matches the sky. "Harmony lyrics? There is no possibility of crossing the river. Li Bai came to Kunlun from the Yellow River in the west, and Wan Li touched Longmen.

The stormy waves, Yao asked, Dayu cares about the rivers, and his children cry but don't peep at home. Killing the raging flood, Kyushu began to silkworm hemp.

Its harm is to go. Lost in the sand, I am crazy and stupid.

The morning runoff is ridiculous, others stop at their wives, and men don't cross the river. Tigers can fight, rivers can't rely on them, male fruit drowns into the sea, and long whales have white teeth like snow-capped mountains.

When it is made public, the bones are hanging in the meantime, and it' s sad to not return. "Harmony lyrics? "Eight Poems in the South of the Yangtze River" Su Cao in the evening and Lin in the north bank in the morning.

The sky is wide and the water depth is separated by holes. If you don't pay attention to the smoke, the storm is different.

Swimming is difficult at the age of 20, but spring outing is easy. Without honor, Fangfeiman.

At the beginning of the singing tide, the river dew is still fresh. Spring Island Surprises Emerald, Zhu Fu Cube Philippines.

The original painting is light smoke, and the sunny day is small. When surfing, the brocade sail is wet and the sleeves wipe the clothes.

When you are full of affection, you will sigh and flow. You are a guest in Longxi, and my concubine meets Jiang Nanchun.

Morning swimming contains spiritual fruit, and evening gathering apples. If you don't rest when you are angry, you will be rehabilitated every day.

In this way, the things in the south of the Yangtze River were given to Longxi people. Empty surplus Wan Li pregnant, want to give for no reason.

Hao Ruchu Jiangyue, Ai Ru Wu Jinyun. The mirror shines in the waves and the atmosphere is on the mountain.

The bright moon shines on my concubine, and the light clouds trust you. Mountains and rivers are scattered, but phosgene is different.

And heaven remains our neighbourhood, jiangbei heard from himself. The boat drifted with the current, and the sails shook the grass.

When the tide is flat, you can see the Chu point, and the sky looks beautiful. Traveling thousands of miles back, smoke and waves meet in two townships.

Where the clouds come out, the sunshine flows long. Here, every year, trees are blooming.

It was sunny in late spring and March, and Wu Chucheng was not in the center. The city is close to the river, reflecting the east nursery green.

Blue clouds and golden pavilions, the Pearl Tower in the smoke. In the moonlight, trees and birds fly, the wind is too long, and flowers are blooming in the forest.

It's a pity to leave someone's family, so what's the point? The red grass in the north hall is wide, and the clear water in the south lake shines on the lotus.

At dusk, the golden flowers are gone, and I gradually feel that the beads in Luo Shang are getting thicker. Since I cherish Yan Hua's three to five years old, I have already lamented the mountains.

Human feelings are gone, and there is no return. It is not a pity to pay for it. Recalling the heyday of Jiangnan in the past, he complained about Changzhou Qu all his life.

There are countless crowned stars on the water in Hunan. The wind blows down Dongting Lake, and the fallen flowers are red, the morning glow is high, the clouds are light and the wind is clear. Who says Juanzi is here? Zhu Yu is dedicated to serving you.

"Qin qu ge ci?" Eighteen beats of "Hu Jia"-the Han family will decline, and the soldiers will be diligent. I'm sorry for my parents giving birth to me. It's really a big scene.

The screen window has nothing to do with the mirror, which means that the bead curtain can cover the body. Once when Lu rode into China, he met the pale yellow of the conference semifinals everywhere.

Suddenly, I turned my back on my bad luck. Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery disappeared with the dust. I'm going out of the domain soon, and I'll die if I'm tired of living.

Whether it is human or not, the anger of jackals is unbearable. Tianshan Mountain is full of frost and graupel, and the local conditions near Hu State are depressed.

In Wan Li, birds don't fly, and cold sand has no north and south. If the prisoner is in prison, there is nowhere to talk about it.

Let your strength linger, eat meat and drink blood. I would rather die than be a wife.

I have long been exhausted by moths, and my body is empty, sad, weak and soft as water. Mountains and rivers are long, who remembers that there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea?

Being frightened and not energetic, I didn't feel that the wind and frost damaged the color. Dreams come and go at night, passing around, hazy.

It's been a long Hu-day, but obviously, Han Heyue should know each other. Leave the grass at the head to sit, and the wind blows the clothes.

Sheep fat hair is not combed, and the fur collar of the lamb is still there. The fox's collar and sleeves are full of fishy smell and lie down all day and night.

Tents don't settle when they move, but the sun and the moon grow longer. It is strange that spring is not long, and there are no flowers and willows in the middle of the lake.

It's upside down, but now I'm watching Beidou in the south. My name and information can't be passed in, and I often keep my mouth shut all day after the year.

Right or wrong? Words are not as good as hands. Men and women bring bows and arrows, and Semafan sheep lie on the frost.

How can you be free? You don't want to drag out an ignoble existence and beg for death. Qiuci listened sadly, and the broken leaves complained at night.

There are no clouds in Wan Li in the evening, and my hometown is worth meeting again. Recalling the past, private people are proud and petite, learning from rare birds.

Now I have abandoned my hometown and regretted putting Lin Biao first. The new moon is chilly, and the Milky Way is sparse.

I miss going home one day. I am like a caged bird. On that day, Su Wu Khan asked, saying it was a message from Hong Bin.

Learn the book "Pricking Blood" written by him, which is full of hatred. A young man with a beard can walk fast, but he can shoot arrows with a bow and fly far and near.

So the geese turned to be afraid of people, and there was no way to reach them between square inches. Hate humiliation, hate stink, hate woody, hate Hu Tian.

Born Hu Er wanted to give up the donation, and the mother and son fell in love. Different looks, different love and hate, but their hearts are often attached to each other.

Sooner or later, it's better to raise your hand and not pity each other. Day after day, the moon faces each other and the stars look forward to Sunday.

There is no winter and no summer, and the frozen grass withers for a year. There is a new moon in Han Jiazi, and there is a sky in the sky.

Hongyan came and went several times, and the heartbroken toad lost the last contact. A broken bottle falls into a well forever, and the hometown looks broken and has no return.

Ning Zhiyuan asked the name, and Chinese sounds good. The dream soul went to the countryside several times and turned into deep sorrow after falling asleep.

Now the fruit is a dream, and happiness is better than sadness. Childishness is on the edge, and I can't stay or remember it in the future.

It's better to leave Hu Er and return to the old country. Wan Li is bordered by mountains and rivers, but there is no news on the back.

Tears spilled over Sun Man, and I was reluctant to part with the north and south all day long. Don't be ashamed of being stupid, think about your feelings.

The fingers in your hand are long and short, and it's almost the same to cut them off. Returning home, seeing no relatives, sharing life and death.

The south wind blows my heart in Wan Li, and my heart also flows through the Liao River with the wind. Sigh is uncertain. At that time, I was resentful or hateful.

I don't know what sadness and resentment mean, but there seems to be a front that disturbs the heart. Sadness, joy and unhappiness make the mind ask itself questions.

Bak Yan was born, how could he be grateful to Qiu Kan? I only felt the sky was gray when I went there, and I didn't know the length of Hu Di until I returned to Japan.

Where is the sunset? Autumn geese should go to the south. Pingsha looked around and puzzled himself, and walked far and near with geese.

The journey is not over, and there is no grass beside the pedestrians. I traveled thousands of miles in Hutian, only to see yellow sand and white clouds rising.

Horses long for snow and grass roots, while people long for ice and water. Yanshan mountain is like a lighthouse, and drums are like the smell of the Han family.

Working hard for the future is the hometown of the emperor, and you are not allowed to die in the middle of the lake. Going back to my hometown to see my relatives, the countryside is half green.

Bright candles rekindle ashes, and cold springs wash away mud jade. In the good habit of carrying a towel comb, a silk tree can live and die.

In and out of Guanshan for 12 years, he died in Hu Jianqu. "Miscellaneous songs?" Going out "Yuan Zhen brothers go out together, but they don't follow each other.