Ancient poem about hawthorn

The ancient poems about hawthorn are as follows:

1. The branches are twisted and ferocious with the setting sun, and the head is held high in the wind, unpretentious. The calm years bring a smile, and the sour fruits and flowers of life are indifferent.

2. The Tian family likes autumn ripeness, and the forest leaves are sparse every year. The millet is accumulated in the field and the garden, and the hawthorn pears hang down from the door. Wild dogs bark at night, and cows return home at dusk. When I return to the Luohua wine, I can take off my clothes in the thatched house.

3. The fragrant breeze fills the courtyard, and the monkey grandson sits on the withered tree with his son in his arms. Toutuo was not used to welcoming guests, so he broke off hibiscus and offered it to Sakyamuni.

4. White apple grass in Tingzhou, Liu Yun returns on horseback. The hawthorn trees at the head of the river are fragrant, and butterflies are flying on the shore. The wine glass is like a dew leaf, and the jade is like a tung tree. The Zhulou is connected to the water, and the sand is warm with a pair of fish.

5. The swallows and the wind send the geese flying south, dancing in the snow and playing the flute in the cold sunshine. Flowers fell from the trees one after another, and a branch of red fruit warmed the concubine.

6. The snow and ice are so red that they look so red, and the proud branches hold the fruit in the same cold color. Without a freeze in the sky, how can you gain the power of medicine in this world?

7. The sweet and sour intoxication makes the snow settle in the house, and the Qiongguo slants freely in the wind. ***The warmth is born in the cold, and it burns into a gorgeous flower.

8. The ambition of hawthorn is in the hills and mountains, smiling at the wind and clouds as if taking it easy. Even if the winter is covered with ice and snow, the branches are still blooming.

9. The red makeup of the trees reflects the sunset, and the fragrance spreads to the horizon. It is graceful and charming, and the autumn colors are fascinating, and the beautiful hawthorns are blooming.

10. The autumn wind blows on the face and dyes the hawthorns, and the red fruits hang on the branches. The years are as quiet as the first sight.

11. The cold winter blooms alone, and the hawthorns bloom alone in the snow. Not afraid of frost and snow, bullying and suffering, smiling at the wind and clouds.

12. There are golden millets on the branches, and the hawthorns are especially delicate after the snow. Standing out in the cold wind, there is no need to be ostentatious in order to bloom beautifully.

13. The wind, frost, snow and rain create brilliance, and the hawthorn stands tall and shows its heroic appearance. Time flies by like running water, leaving behind good stories in the world.

14. The late autumn is enchanting, and the hawthorn red makeup reflects the sunset. The years passed by silently, leaving behind good stories that spread to thousands of families.

15. The red makeup of the trees reflects the sunset, and the hawthorns shine like fire on the horizon. Time flies by like running water, leaving good stories in the world.

16. It blooms alone during the frost, and the red hawthorn fruits hang on the branches. Not afraid of the frost and snow, bullying and suffering, smiling at the wind and clouds.

17. In the cold winter, the hawthorns bloom red in the snow. Not afraid of frost and snow, bullying and suffering, smiling at the wind and clouds.

18. The red makeup of the trees reflects the sunset, and the hawthorns shine like fire on the horizon. It is graceful and charming, and the autumn colors are fascinating, and the beautiful hawthorns are blooming.

19. There are golden millets on the branches, and the hawthorns are especially delicate after the snow. Standing out in the cold wind, there is no need to be ostentatious in order to bloom beautifully.

20. The passing years leave behind good stories, and the hawthorn red makeup reflects the sunset. It is graceful and charming, and the autumn colors are fascinating, and the beautiful hawthorns are blooming.