A poem about flowers withering.

1. What sentences describe "flowers wither"? 1. Apricots are scattered all over the sky, flying and landing, leaving purples all over the ground, gorgeous and incomparable. With graceful dance steps, it belongs to dust, the wind blows, countless petals float down in the air, swaying, one after another, holding aloes,

2. In the severe winter, the frosted ginkgo leaves gradually turn yellow, and the yellow leaves fall in the north wind, laying a layer of "golden carpet" on the ground. Every time after a burst of heavy snow, it is wrapped in white, and its vigorous body looks more handsome, chic and powerful against the background of snow and ice.

3. In the fields, dirt roads and roadsides, no matter what green plants are, they will basically wither. Especially the grass, is waiting for the arrival of spring, adding a touch of green to the world.

When the sun rises, the sunflower still looks up at the sun like every day, except for a small sunflower hidden in the corner. Yellow petals fall slowly around her, bit by bit, until the sun sets slowly.

That flower is like a million pieces of Danxia, thousands of red, pink and purple. But by this time, they have passed the vigorous season, all deaf and pulling their heads, withered and withered.

Looking at these flowers, I can't help thinking of the dead-leaf butterfly, but it's a pity that it has become extinct.

7. These yellow flowers have withered. Without their once beautiful colors, they are not worth mentioning.

8. The life of these flowers is in full bloom. They must rest in order to bloom more brilliantly and beautifully!

I don't know if these flowers were beautiful before, but I know they are withered now.

10, when the wind blows, white flowers are scattered all over the floor in pear flower falls, as if it suddenly snowed.

1 1. Today I came to the roof to see my morning glory. I thought it would be flourishing, but I was disappointed when I climbed to the roof. Penny died, and only a piece of yellow appeared in front of me. I walked up, my eyes became dim, and I couldn't help but pick up Petunia's dead vine with trembling hands, but it immediately broke, dried up and lifeless.

12, the original beautiful lotus flowers and green leaves have withered after selfless dedication of their own beauty.

13, winter has come, and the flowers in front of the house have long withered, lying on the cold ground, but still emitting a faint fragrance.

2. Describe the poetry room where flowers fade easily. Baidu asked about the details of Xu Gan.

At the end of this tragic season, the orchid leaves withered again.

A heavy sigh, you will comfort me.

I can't sleep, the night is endless.

I crept out of the house and looked up at Samsung.

I hate myself. I cried like a spring.

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Appreciate thirty poems written by Zheng Fengyu in spring. Baidu asked Bai Juyi about the details of this rhyme.

The south rain is lazy and the east wind is crazy.

The moon is in a hurry and the dragon is in a hurry.

Ghosts turn to thunder, cars ring, snakes turn to electricity, making light.

Immersed in the sky, it seems to leak, and it becomes a sore.

Bleak, cloudy and white, empty and foggy.

Covering thousands of miles in the dark, stuffy nine ileum.

Lonely detention hall, deep meditation room.

The mirror fades, and the musk disappears.

Blue is hard to wear, and flowers come off easily.

The oriole has heavy wings, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

The purple is muddy, and the yellow is * * * Miao Mang.

I am afraid that the forest will become strange, and I hope that the play will be auspicious.

Liuchu bent down and burst into tears.

What is confused by the day is the night, and Yin is better than Yang.

Towels are padded and pedestrians are covered.

Jumping frogs still appear often, and ants want to hide deep.

It's no use sitting up and making friends. Walking around is in the way.

Worried that she was getting old, she bored her young mother to death.

When you change the sea, you often have to worry about it. Don't forget for the fish.

At this time, Fang * * * is afraid, where can we be together?

[The following is the politics of eastern Zhejiang. ]

I have prayed to the east, but I still pray to the north.

But when I think of Hiderigami, who likes to meet Shang Yang?

If you are afraid of silkworm disease, worry about wheat frost first.

Huizun, politics is fake.

After the sacrifice, the salty rank was repaired, and the agricultural books were full of beds.

When Dan is sincere and bitter, this day will appear.

Help the hungry families in the week and prepare for the bad wall of the city.

And when the camp is old, I would rather be idle and cherish my fragrance.

Virtue creates disasters, and people are content with good.

If Shangshu had such a heart, he wouldn't have wasted the gold medal.

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Check the details of Yulan's slow Qin view in Baidu.

Looking at Qinhuai,

Handsome and unique,

Love the scenery and the wind.

Whip the hat with a whip, sometimes thinning the forest,

The political situation in Qiu Lai is very fragile.

More smoke, more water, more clouds,

People always hate each other,

We should pay it now.

Fishing village looks at Hengmen.

Reed and goose smell it first.

Yeah, it's sad,

Polygonum viviparum, Polygonum viviparum,

Honesty is high, and thousands of miles are dark.

The ruthlessness here is also charming.

Jiang Yue knows that people are far away.

Come upstairs and shine at dusk.

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Meet in. Baidu for details.

Hua Lin Xie Chunhong [2]

Too hasty,

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Cochineal tears [3]

Stay drunk,

How heavy, [4]

Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

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Honey, is that enough?

3. About writing poems about flowers blooming and falling, Yongmei Lu You.

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Operator Yongmei Liu Kezhuang

Petals are like butterfly wings, bright red, small and lovely. If God doesn't love flowers, why are they so cleverly designed?

When I saw the trees blooming in the morning, there was not much left at night. If they say God loves flowers, why destroy them with wind and rain?

Chen, the back garden flower of Yushu

Lin is on the shelf. The new clothes are gorgeous and beautiful. Yinghu couldn't get in at first, so he greeted with a smile.

Demon Ji's face is like a flower with dew, and Yushu flows in the backyard. Flowers bloom and fall in a short time, and the ground is silent!

Zuo Ye Li Hua (with Wang Wei and Huang Furan) Don Qiu Wei

Cool beauty deceives the snow, and Yu Xiang enters the clothes first. Spring breeze, please continue to move its petals, I hope this beautiful flower can fall on the jade steps of the palace hall.

4. Flowers bloom and fall, flowers bloom and fall. Poet: Du Qiuniang in Tang Dynasty, also known as Anonymous.

Title:

I advise you not to cherish golden clothes, and to cherish youth.

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

The author's main idea is to persuade people to cherish time. The so-called life is like a blink of an eye, you should eat, drink and be merry in time. Hehe, let people not cherish money too much when they are teenagers. When flowers bloom, that is, when a person is mature in some ways, we should try our best to create happiness. If the function is not good, don't think about it, it will be useless!

The author of this poem has several versions. One is Du Qiu wearing a stout platinum flower girl, and the other is anonymous. Anyway, it can be confirmed that it was written by a woman in the Tang Dynasty.

Generally, it is marked as Du Qiuniang in 300 Tang Poems.

5. What are the poems that describe flowers fading easily? 1. "Meet Lin Huan Hua Xie Chun Hong"

Five Dynasties: Li Yu

Hua Lin thanked Chunhong and left in a hurry. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.

2. "Red Window and Moon Yan Xie Guihua"

Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde

Yan's flowers are dying, and it's sunny early. It's just the general scenery and two moods. I still remember, in the shadow of peach blossom, I vowed to live.

Black silk paper is charming and red, just like the stars in spring. Take a break from the lonely secret agreement and learn from the deep alliance. After a few words, there was a faint perfume and a wet screen.

3. Burying Flowers

Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin

Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense?

The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and looks sad.

Hoe out the embroidered curtain with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again.

Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei;

Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year?

The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless!

Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is not easy for people to go to the empty nest.

360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing;

How long can it be bright and fresh? Once wandering, it's hard to find.

Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and sorrow kills and buries people in front of the steps.

Leaning on the hoe alone, I shed tears in the dark, and the branches on it saw blood stains.

The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door;

When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.

Accusing slaves is twice as bad as hurting people? Half out of pity, half out of trouble.

The pity of spring suddenly left me bored and even speechless.

Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul?

It is always difficult to leave the soul of a bird, which feels ashamed of itself.

May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers.

After all, where is Xiangshan?

Hide the wind without a trick.

It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.

I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die.

The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?

Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age;

No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!

4. "Going to Yangzhou on a Fairy Night in Linjiang"

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Who is pregnant with Li Bai? The thatched cottage points to Jiangdong. The bead curtain is full of fragrant wind. Flowers bloom and fall, and everyone hates them.

Brother Guang crossed the river overnight, and at that time he was surprised and laughed. The voice still comes from wunong. In the dead of night, the wine is still in the dream.

5. Youth

Tang Dynasty: Han Wo

Eyes, brain, heart and death are not over yet. They secretly plan to date Qin Lou.

Time is negative, people and emotions are not free, and it is difficult to meet each other.

Covering your knees at night is too fragrant. Scratch your head when you are bored.

Cherry blossoms and pear blossoms make you heartbroken.

6. Ode to History by Pu Tianle

Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Mingshan

Luoyang flowers, to the moon garden, good flowers should not hesitate to buy, the moon should not hesitate to buy.

Watching the flowers bloom and fall, according to the flowers bloom and fall, why are you so happy to raise your glass?

The moon is full of flowers, and the most bitter thing in life is to leave.

Flowers fade after the third spring, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is missed in February. People have left, when can they come again?