Long time no see, the same poem.

Poetry about flowers is as old as ever. There is a poem about feeling old at first sight.

There is a poem 1 describing the first sight at home. "Untitled" Time: Tang Author: Tang anonymous spring spring pool is full, spring grass grows in spring.

Spring people drink spring wine, and spring birds sing spring sounds. You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.

You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early. Let's drink to Wan Li.

Only worry about the future, sail with the wind. Since entering Changxin Palace, each pair of solitary lamps shed tears.

If the town of boudoir cannot be opened, where will the dream come from? Don't take Wan Li Road, it hasn't arrived yet.

On March 30th, there was no night when I didn't want to go home. 2. "Don't Be a King" Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi's city house is full of Confucianism, and the market is full of millet.

It's best to meet later when climbing the mountain. It's unforgettable to talk and laugh before leaving. Guests and tourists put up couches, and your mother sings when she sits still.

After canoeing, I stayed in Jiangbei at night. Looking back at Spring City, it was gloomy. 3. Untitled Age: Tang Author: Li Shangyin met her for a long time, and after a long separation, the east wind rose and flowers fell.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . 4. "Fu Yu Shen" Time: Song Author: Stone wine prison encounter deep, hate not to meet early.

I know thousands of Qian Qian people, but I don't like Iraqi. Don't climb a long way.

Turning adds more trouble. Outside the building, Zhu Lou leaned against the fence alone, surrounded by grass.

5. "The First Meeting of Qingping Music" Year: Song Author: First Meeting. You hate being late for meetings.

One of Qin Zheng's songs has not been played all the time. Helpless zhaoyang people complain.

Then teach kindness and kindness. See the golden jade through the flowers.

There is no red powder in the Spring Festival Evening, and Bi Chuang recorded fairy books.

2. Poems about flowers

The poem with flowers is 1. (Stop and sit in the maple forest for the night), the frost leaves are red in February. 2. (Xiao He just showed his sharp horns), the dragonfly had already stood on his head. 3. (All love can't be caged), an apricot has gone out of the wall. It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. A person is a stranger in a foreign land. Not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun) 2. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Gala, but it rains and apricot blossoms are cold. (Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion) 3 Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "White Snow Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Gui") 4. People are idle with sweet-scented osmanthus, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. (Wang Wei's Birds Singing) 5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, go home for the New Year. (Li Pin sees his friend off at Hukou) 7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") 8. There are three or two peaches outside the bamboo. (Su Shi's "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong") 9. In April, the south wind turns yellow, and the jujube flowers don't fall into the shade. (Li Wei's Farewell to My Friend Chen) There is a faint wind in the catkin pond. (Yan Shu's Italian) 1 1. In May, Linping Mountain went down the road, and there were countless lotus flowers everywhere in Tingzhou. (Dao Qian's Linping Road) 12. Lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky, and lotus flowers reflect a different kind of red in the sun. (Yang Wanli's "Dawn in Jingci Temple's Forest Workshop")108.10101106 Apricots were sold in the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty. (Lu You's The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an) 14. No one saw plum blossoms in the bamboo, and they blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (From Stone to Lake and River by Jiang Baishi) 15. Reed everywhere and I am old, who will fly home next to the swallow? (Wen Tianxiang's "Jinling Post", no shallow grass can't make a horseshoe. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang 20. The blade is sharpened, and the plum blossom is bitter and cold. 2 1, I'm seeing the guests off. At night on Xunyang River, maple leaves and adult rushes rustle in autumn. Last year, in this door, the peach blossoms set each other off in red. (Cui Hu's The Story of a City in the South) 23. In the faded old palace, peonies were red, but no one came to see them. (Yuan Zhen, "See all the Chang 'an flowers in one day. (Meng Jiao "After University Graduation") 25. Dongdu didn't bloom, and 33 people came back. (Du Mu's Posture to an Old Friend in Chang 'an) 1. Fill in the name of the flower in the poem below, 1, wait until the mountain is on holiday, and then come back (chrysanthemum). 2. In April, the world is full of flowers, and the mountain temple (peach blossom) begins to bloom. The shepherd boy points to (Xinghua Village) 5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, only (Lu Hua) is near the shallow water. 6, (Huayang) crying, Wendao Longdu five streams. 7, people are idle (osmanthus), the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. 8. Like a spring gale, it blows at night, and thousands of trees (pears) compete to open. 2. Fill in the following contents. Soak in water. 3. Lonely and empty, spring dawn, _ _ _ closed. 4. In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, and the leaves grew. 5. After the favorite _ _ _ _ _ rain, a fishing boat was full of misty rain. 6. I'm seeing the guests off, and I'm visiting the Xunyang River at night, and the maple leaves are rustling in autumn. People are idle. 1 1. The wind blows _ _ _ all over the store, and Wu Ji presses the wine to persuade customers to taste it 12. Dragon bell passengers on the side of Qingdun stream watch Dongfeng _ _ _ _ 13 independently. Love _ _ _ _ _ contains spring tears, and roses are powerless to lie down. 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. Chrysanthemums are planted in the west wind, which is hard to come by. If I am in Di Qing next year, I will report that they are in full bloom. The branch of plum blossom is the plum blossom in the corner, and cold ling blooms alone. I knew from a distance that it was not snow, but a faint fragrance. Bai Juyi's Qin Zhongyin. Buy flowers from each other. Prices vary, and rewards depend on the number of flowers. Hundreds of red flowers were burned and five bunches of flowers were released. There is a curtain on it and a fence next to it. The water is spilled and sealed with mud, and the color is the same. And An Tian Sheon, who comes to buy flowers occasionally. He bowed his head and sighed alone. This sigh is unknown. There are ten families in a cluster of dark flowers. A column of flowers from Liu Yuxi's Ping family was not at home when she arrived. Mo Daoxi is not far away, and the horizon is beyond the spring gate.

3. Poems about flowers

Funeral Discourse in A Dream of Red Mansions

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 flowers out of embroidered curtains with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again?

The pods of willows and elms come from wheat straw, regardless of whether peaches float with 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 Zhongyan 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 threatening.

How long can it be glamorous? Once adrift, it's hard to find.

Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and those who bury them suffocate 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.

Complaining is double the pain? Half out of pity, half out of trouble;

Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence.

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

The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words.

May Nong have wings under his wings and fly to the end of the sky 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?

Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age.

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

4. Recommend some poems about "Flowers bloom and flowers fall"

1. "Ma Yizhi invited Chen Zishan to visit Yinjiang Ergong, Jingrong County, Qin"-Yuan Kai in Ming Dynasty

It will take a hundred years to make a fortune and blossom every day.

Flowers bloom, people are still old, and fanatics sing tirelessly.

2. "Missing the topic"-Peach Blossom Girl in Ming Dynasty

Peach blossoms are becoming more and more red, and I am worried about rain and wind in the morning.

Flowers bloom and fall, but endless regrets are always empty.

3. Ode to the Spring Festival-Shao Yong in Song Dynasty

Fifty-two people are sick and tired, and they need a drink during the Spring Festival.

It is said that Chang Ximeng is always practicing, but he can't do anything about music.

Swallows go to swallow to suffer, and flowers bloom and fade.

This heart is not for others, and it has gone up in smoke for twenty years.

4. Lonely Spring Tour to Zen Temple-Luo Yin in Tang Dynasty

The trees are far away from the sky and empty. After several years, I have been enjoying the Old Sui Palace.

Flowers bloom and fall, and people come from different places.

Where the husband and wife raise wine, the black ox hoof is full of wind.

Get drunk when you think about it, and have a dream.

5. Stepping on the beach-Yan Dao Ji in Song Dynasty

Smoke on the willow returns, and snow in the south of the pool goes.

There is an east wind and prosperity.

Flowers bloom and fall, butterflies wither,

Spring comes and goes. The warbler can ask.

The dream is hesitant, and the heart is near.

Every word in the cloud is a square inch.

Evening makeup used to be redder than apricot blush.

Remember that people know the fragrance and the English.

5. Classical poems about flowers

Who has pity when flowers are buried and flowers are flying all over the sky?

The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain. 360 days a year, the wind and sword are threatening. How long can it be bright and fresh? Once wandering, it's hard to find. Flowers are easy to see but hard to find. Steal tears with a flower hoe, and look up to the sky and see blood stains with branches. May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers. After all, where there is Xiangshan! Hide the wind without a trick. It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch. I died and buried today. 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? After all, where there is Xiangshan! Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age. No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened! I don't know! Without the talent to mend the sky, it is a waste of time to enter the world of mortals. Who will remember to give this department a wonderful biography? Full of absurd words, a bitter tear. Dou Yun's author is crazy, who can understand the taste! Spoil, I laugh at your stupidity, and I am full of flowers and snow. After the Lantern Festival, it's time to put out the smoke.

"Ask Chrysanthemum" Cao Xueqin

Want to listen to autumn, I don't know, mumbling negative hand, knocking on the east fence. Who hid when you were lonely and proud, and the same flowers came late in the end? How lonely the frost in the garden is, how can I miss my illness? If you don't talk about anything in the world, why not explain it?

6. What are the poems about flowers blooming and falling?

There is such a couplet in "You Chuang Xiao Ji": Don't be shocked and humiliated, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court; I have no intention of staying, just looking at the sky. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

There are flowers in spring, moons in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken? Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

Falling in love is intentional, but running water is ruthless. Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, and who will pity if the red disappears and the fragrance disappears? Let's watch the spring flowers fade, that is, when the beauty dies of old age. Without sad songs for me, I don't know when flowers will fall and people will die! Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.

Who can pick it now? Falling flowers are not heartless things, but turn into spring mud to protect flowers. Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. I remember for a long time that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring.

When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

7. Poems about flowers

There are flowers in the poem 1. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

(Meng Haoran: passing by the old village) 2. A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: drinking the bright moon alone) 3. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

(Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 4. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers went to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple) 7. Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.

(Du Fu: Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside) 8. The flowers are nothing, but they seem to meet the face. (Yan Shu: Huanxisha) 9. Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat.

(Zhang: Fishing Song) 10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 1 1. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

(Cen Can: (A song of white snow sends Tian Shuji Wu home)) 12. The first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home, all the flowers are faded. (Mumei, Wang Mian) 13. Beautiful scenery in the evening, fragrant flowers and plants in the spring breeze. Du Fu's quatrains 14. After the flowers are gathered into honey, they are sweet to everyone. Wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is scarce. (Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous 16. Three autumn leaves can blossom in February. (Tang) Li Qiao (Joe) 17. At sunrise, river flowers are redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: Memorizing Jiangnan 18. Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves bloom in February. (Du Mu's Mountain Walk) 19. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is more barren. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum) 20. The children rushed after Huang Die and flew in.

(Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village) 23. I want apricot flowers to get wet in the rain, and another village will have a bright future. (Zhinan's quatrains) 24. Peach blossom is a bunch of ownerless, lovely deep red and light red. (Du Fu's Looking for Flowers by the River) 25. The spring city is full of flowers, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique.

(Han Yi's Cold Food) 26. There are wild grass flowers on Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique in Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane) 27. Once you walk two or three miles, there are four or five smoke villages.

The pavilions are six or seven, and the flowers bloom in eighty or ninety. (Shao Yong's "One Go to Two Sanli") 28. Thousands of feet in Taohuatan is not as good as Wang Lun's.

(Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 29. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. (Li Shangyin: Untitled) 30. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road and the flower wall is bright.

(Wen, "Good Morning Walk") 3 1. Don't worry, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers") 32. There are wild grass flowers on Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique in Wuyi Lane.

(Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane) 33. Daohuaxiang says it's a good year. Listen to the frogs. (Xin Qiji, "Xijiang Yue? Walking in the middle of Huangsha Road at night) 34. I would rather die holding incense in the branches than blowing it into the flowers.

(Zheng Sixiao's Cold Chrysanthemum) 35. Just look at the forest and listen to Suzaku's answer. (Li Bai's On Leaving the Tomb of Prime Minister Fang) 36. A flower suddenly changes, and a hundred flowers blossom.

(Plum Blossom by Chen Liang) 37. In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming. (Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple) 38. There's nothing wrong with the flowers, as if I met Yan.

? (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha") 39. There are no flowers on the tree, and birds are singing all the way to Chunshan. (Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring) 40. On sunny days, it is windy and rainy, the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams.

Yang Wanli, in Sangcha Tunnel.