Flower sentence

Poems about flowers and plants 1. Hua Cao Shi

"Early Spring" Tang Han was crisp in the drizzle in Tianjie, and the grass looked close, but there was nothing. It is the most beneficial in spring, and it is definitely better than the smoke willows in the capital city. "Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake" Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the northwest of Jiating, with a flat water surface and low feet.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. "Xixi Chuzhou" Wei was born by a secluded grass stream, and orioles sang on the trees.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

Xin Qiji: Outside the pavilion of Qingpingle Village Residence, beside the ancient road, the grass is green. Li Shutong: "Farewell" is a narrow road with long vegetation, with clothes exposed at night.

Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden 1. (Jiang Baishi's "In addition to the night, the stone flows into the lake") 2. Swallows don't return to spring, a misty rain, and apricot blossoms are cold.

(Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion) 3. People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and spring is empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Flow) 4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun.

(Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing") 6. The scattered plum blossoms were waxed, and the old garden went home for the New Year.

(Li Pin's "Hukou Farewell to Friends") 7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") 8. In April, the south wind turns yellow, and the jujube flowers don't fall into the shade.

(Li Wei, A Farewell to My Friend Chen) 9. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. (Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) 10. Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and catkin pond has a faint wind.

The moral of Yan Shu.

Step 2 write poems about flowers and plants

Flower writer

Yongmei (Wang Anshi)

There are some plums in the corner.

Cold ling spoke alone;

Distant knowledge is not snow,

Because of the faint fragrance.

Lotus on the pool of money

(Wen Zhiming)

In September, Jiangnan Hugh.

Lotus is wandering around zhongzhou.

The beauty crossed the water with a smile,

The sunset still gives birth to sadness.

Dew wash jade plate, golden palace cold.

The wind blows Luo to bring Jincheng to autumn.

It's no use looking at each other,

Don't use the pond as a secluded place.

Yongfu Rong

Shen Liang said in the Southern Dynasties

The breeze shakes the purple leaves,

Gently exposed Zhu's room.

Zhongchi is so green,

Treat me with a red light.

Old custom

Tang Libai

Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh.

Autumn flowers emit green water, and dense leaves emit green smoke.

Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense?

Sit and watch the frost disappear.

Lu you's plum blossom quatrains

The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.

How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?

Zaomei Liu Zongyuan

Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.

The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.

I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.

Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can I use to comfort my distant friends?

Hongmei sushi

Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.

Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.

Yimei Li shangyin

Far from home, I don't want to see the scenery in spring.

Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.

Bai Juyi, a newly planted plum blossom

Seven new plums were planted by the pool, and I wanted to wait until the flowers arrived.

Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.

Tan Mei Yang Wanli

The quiet steps in the mountain are amazing, and it is already late at night.

A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch.

Grass's ancient poems

The drizzle is wet, and the grass hates every year.

The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.

Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.

Remember the blue silk dress and pity the grass everywhere.

The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.

Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.

The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.

Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.

Under the boundless sky and on the vast plains, you can see cattle and sheep.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

The grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.

Toad is glowing, cold soaking exotic flowers and Yao grass.

3. Poems describing wild flowers and weeds in the mountains

Bai Juyi's "Qin Zhongyin" Tenth "Buy Flowers"

The imperial city withered in spring, and it was noisy.

* * * If you say peony, you will buy flowers with you.

The price is uncertain, and the number of flowers is rewarded directly.

Burn a hundred red flowers and press five bundles of vegetarian food.

Hang a curtain on it and weave a fence next to it.

Sprinkle water and seal it with mud, and the color will not change.

There is an Weng who comes to buy flowers occasionally.

Bow your head and sigh alone. This sigh is nobody's business.

A bunch of dark flowers, ten households give people.

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Bai Juyi's Peony Square is a good example. Its poem says:

Peony Square, Peony Square, Golden Flower Ruby Room.

A thousand pieces of red Xia Yingming and a hundred crimson lights are bright.

According to the ground, the splendid satin blooms, and the wind doesn't knot the blue musk sac.

Fairy trees are white and colorless, and the peach blossoms of the Queen Mother are small and not fragrant.

Dewdrops are purple, and the morning glow is red.

There are shades of red and purple, and the back is always very low

Ying Ye is sentimental and ashamed, and lying in the flowers is hard to make up.

Doubt covers your mouth, resentment and low charming smile, such as heartbroken.

Rich and expensive multimedia messages are brilliant and colorful, and they are unparalleled.

Dianthus money is fine, and hibiscus peony is bitter. ...

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Xu Ning has a poem "Peony":

Whoever doesn't love peony flowers is the best thing in the city.

English is the goddess of Luochuan, who tries her best to break the morning glow.

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Yuan Zhen's chrysanthemum

Autumn silk is like a Potter around the house, and the more she surrounds, the more inclined she is.

It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.

chrysanthemum

Chao Huang

The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.

If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.

Wang Chongdao sent fifty daffodils.

Huang tingjian

Fairy Ling Bo gave birth to dust socks. She walked lightly on the water.

Who recruited this heartbroken soul and planted it as a cold flower to send sorrow?

Sweet body wants beauty, and mountain alum is the younger brother.

Sitting is really annoying, and I laugh when I go out.

Step 4 write a poem with "flowers" and "grass"

Look at the title of 1 building. . . . Depressed.

Autumn window wind and rain, Cao Xueqin

Autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, and Qiu Guang grows.

I used to think that the autumn window was boundless and bleak like wind and rain.

Help autumn wind and autumn rain break the autumn window, Qiu Meng is green.

I can't bear to sleep in autumn. I took my tears away from Xiang Qiu's screen.

Tears and candles shake Ruo's short face, pulling sadness away from love.

Where is the autumn courtyard without wind? There is no rain in autumn windows.

Luojiang can't resist the remnants of autumn wind and urge autumn rain.

Even at night, it seems to be accompanied by tears in front of the lamp.

When the cold smoke courtyard turned to the depression to drain the bamboo window, it dripped.

I don't know when the storm will stop, but I have taught my tears to wet the window screen.

5. Caohua poetry should be true, don't fool people.

There were poems chanting grass in the Tang Dynasty. The grass and roots on the trees in Zhang Hu in Tang Dynasty were not dangerous. The grass grows and the warblers fly, and the trees fall apart. It can be seen that Cui has always believed in the grass in the palace and is sad every year. Therefore, he invaded the pearl and did not let Jade step away. Spring grass in the Tang Dynasty is not only full of ponds, but also fragrant in dreams. The spring breeze is strong and leads to the ancient city wall. Du Mu and Hu Ling served the imperial court and enjoyed Cao Hui's ordinary poems. Bai Juyi gave the ancient grass to bid farewell to the endless grass on the plain. With the seasons coming and going, the wildfire never completely devoured them. They grew taller in the spring breeze. They squeezed sweetly on the ancient avenue and reached the crumbling gate. Ah, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. Cao He's grass roots are relatively shallow, so naturally he has made no contribution. He dare not complain about the spring breeze. Wei, who grows day lilies, lives in seclusion in this county. He forgot his troubles, but tonight he was born again. The jungle record began to decline. The butterfly is still there. I miss Ling Du Garden. It's raining, and it's far from the cloak in autumn. Dong Jun knew nothing about the loss of the owner of the fireworks in Li Yu Plum Blossom, a Tang poem. What's the use of incense? It was still blooming last year. Pear blossoms in a thousand miles are as quiet as a cage moon, and the fragrance is not driven away by the wind. Peach blossoms shine on the ground and are finally laughed at by demons. There are twenty-two poems in Qian Qi's Lantian Creek. Lotus gives birth to hibiscus, and flowers are ashamed of their beauty. Far away, there is something in their waves. Who sympathizes with the public in the red autumn wind? Liu Yuxi's three Liu Hua Ci poems all started with green stripes, which spread fragrance and the wind blew far away. So when the flowers fall, they occupy the Spring Festival Evening. Yuan Zhen's peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like makeup. Spring breeze helps to break the heart and blow away white clothes. Bai Juyi and Wei sighed that it was a pity that hibiscus bloomed, but it was a pity that it was implemented at dusk. The branches are swaying. The moon is like snow, and there is nowhere to recognize a fisherman. Yuan Zhen's cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms, each have two branches and 10 million flowers. Bricks have been picked and skirts are as red as fire. Guo really smells better than grass and has never helped the people. But he laughed at wild Tian He and Xiaomi, ignored the strings and managed youth. Wang Jian saw heather make pedestrians linger. When there are a few flowers, Yuan Zhen's chrysanthemums are surrounded by houses like potters, and the edge of the fence is more and more inclined. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. Wang Wei's red peony is green and quiet, and the red color is light and deep. Flowers are sad, and spring is intimate. Han Yu's peony (Yuan He knows it and forbids it) is full of wild incense and brilliant red light.

6. Wild grass poetry

The endless grass on the plain, with the seasons coming and going, has never been completely devoured by wildfires, and they have grown taller in the spring breeze.

Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring grass is too deep.

It's raining like crisp grass, but it's far away.

Cunju

Qing? High set

Grasshoppers fly in February,

The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early,

Dongfeng is busy, flying kites.

See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.

The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

The rain in the sky is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near.

A clump of grass is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of gossamer will cross the road.

All kinds of grass and living things hinder horses, and there are good clouds everywhere in Gai Lou.

Jiang Chun refused to stay at home and sent horseshoes when the grass was green.

The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.

Strong grass does not rely on high winds, and zero frost changes; Green sunflower is good at welcoming the sky, which is fascinating.