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A composition about flowers' poems

1. Ancient Poetry: Poems about Flowers

1. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home")

2. Swallows don't return to spring late, and a misty rain makes apricot flowers cold. (Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion)

3. When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. (Wang Wei's birdsong stream)

4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's. (Li Bai's "To Wang Lun")

5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water of Luhua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiang Cun Yi Shi")

6. The scattered plum blossoms are too residual, and the old garden returns to the New Year. (Li Pin's seeing friends off at the mouth of the lake)

7. wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old People's Village")

8. In April, the south wind turned yellow, and the jujube flowers did not fall. (a Farewell to My Friend Chen Zhangfu by Li Qi)

9. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the prophet of duck warming in the spring river. (Su Shi's "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong")

1. The pear flower courtyard dissolves in the moon, and the catkin pond is faintly windy. (Yan Shu's "Moral")

11. On the way down Linping Mountain in May, countless lotus flowers filled Tingzhou. (Dao Qian's Lin Ping Dao Zhong)

12. The flowers of a thousand miles of rice should be beautiful, and the leaves of five trees should be the best sound. (Zeng Ji's "Su Xiu Road, since July 25th, it rained heavily for three days, and the autumn seedlings were made with Su Xi")

13. The lotus leaves are infinitely blue when the sky is connected, and the lotus flowers are red when the sun is reflected. (Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple")

14. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty. (Lu You's "The Beginning of the Spring Rain in Lin 'an")

15. No one saw plum blossoms and bamboos, and they blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "In addition to the night, from the stone to the lake and the stream")

16. The reeds are everywhere and I am old, and whoever flies home will fly. (Wen Tianxiang's Jinling Post)

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"Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red"

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"If you look at the red and wet place, the flowers are more important than the Jinguan City"

19 to Chongyang Day, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old People's Village"

2 The flowers are getting more and more attractive, and the shallow grass can lose its horseshoe. Bai Juyi's "A Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake"

The curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin") < Plum blossoms come from bitter cold.

Mei Xuxun's snow is white, but the snow loses a little plum blossom.

There are several plums in the corner, and when it is cold, the flowers bloom alone. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure worries. 2. Who knows that there are poems and articles about flowers

Poems about flowers (with flowers)

Pear flower courtyards dissolve the moon, and catkin ponds are faint.

Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.

when will the plum blossom be cultivated when the lonely mountain of heaven and earth rests again?

I want to get wet with clothes, and my face is cold with willows.

in this door last year, people's faces and peach blossoms set each other off. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still laugh at the east wind.

people are not as good as a hundred days, and flowers are not as red as a hundred days.

mo Tao is not ecstasy, and the curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Flowers drift from place to place, with one kind of lovesickness and two kinds of leisure worries. There is nothing I can do to eliminate this situation, and then I frown and go to my heart.

Xi chun is often afraid of early flowers, not to mention countless red flowers.

how much hate, in my dream last night. It's like swimming to the garden in the old days. Cars are like flowing water in Ma Rulong, and flowers and moons are spring breeze.

The flowers are faded, the red apricots are small, and when the swallows fly, the people around the green water. There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea.

the wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have run out, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, tears flow first.

Last year, at the Lantern Festival, the lights at the flower market were like day, with willow tips on the moon and people around dusk. 3. On the composition of flowers in ancient poems

Flowers contained in ancient poems

"Ancient poems", although only two words, contain infinite feelings and endless beauty ... In fact, if you look carefully, you will find that there is still a piece of nature in ancient poems!

if you want to talk about flowers, you must talk about the flower king-peony. Ouyang Xiu's "Luoyang Peony Story", the phrase "the peony is the only flower in the world" proves the status of peony as the king of flowers. In the Tang Dynasty, peony was the "darling" of the royal family. Liu Yuxi once said: "Only peony is a true national color, and it moves the capital when it blooms." Look, a small peony flower can shake the capital when it blooms. The elegance of peony attracts generations of ladies, and the ancient beauty Yang Guifei likes the rare green peony in Beiping best. No wonder Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty wrote in Peony Flower: If you teach Jieyu, you should turn your back on your country, it will be merciless and moving.

compared with peony, peach blossom is like a small jasper. Although shy, there is a feeling of comeliness and extraordinary. Sister Peach Blossom really loves beauty. She is beautifully dressed with heavy makeup, gorgeous but not demon, just right. Now I finally understand what is meant by "every pair of spring breeze is full of fragrance, and the rouge color is thicker." Peach blossoms are colorful, red as fire, pink as chardonnay, plain as beauty, and white as snow ... Each kind of peach blossoms makes people fondle it. It's really "a cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, and the lovely dark red reflects the light red."

The lotus flower that emerges from the mud but is not stained has been praised by poets and celebrities since ancient times. Lotus attracts countless people by virtue of its graceful beauty and relaxed fragrance. Lotus, oh no, is the flower bud. The budding flower bones are hidden in the dense lotus leaves, but the sharp head can't be hidden, and it becomes "Xiao He only shows his sharp horns, and dragonflies stand on his head long ago." The lotus leaf as tender as water is like a pool of flawless jade, so green that it is addictive and intoxicating. The green leaves accompany the red lotus, which is a good picture. "The leaves are infinitely blue in the sky, and the lotus flowers are different in color." The lovely petals of the lotus flower, the face of the pear flower with rain after the new rain, the graceful figure and the graceful temperament are all telling that "the mud is not stained, the ripples are clear but not demon."

San You, who is old and cold, is also a frequent visitor in literati's works.

Let's talk about Mei first! Plum Blossom is neutral in the corner, facing the plum blossoms blooming in the cold, and has a noble and strong will. In Mo Mei, only fragrant plum blossoms are left, which expresses Mei's noble character of standing aloof from the world. In A Dream of Red Mansions, the poem "Colorful, Finally Let Plum Blossom Win the Championship" also writes the plum blossom's uncontested moral character, but vaguely reveals a kind of arrogance with its own expertise. Some plum blossoms suffer from the jealousy of hundreds of flowers for no reason, just like "no intention to struggle for spring, and all the people are jealous." Oh, this plum blossom is so proud, so selfless "scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

talk about bamboo again! People take food as the sky, but the great poet Su Shi said, "You can make food without meat, but you can't make a house without bamboo." Listen, how interesting, you can eat without meat, but you can't live without bamboo. "Bamboo Stone" wrote: I insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are originally in the broken rocks. After thousands of torture and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind, or the winter of the northwest wind, it can withstand, and will still be tough and straight. This poem vividly depicts the tenacious quality of bamboo that is not afraid of wind and rain and difficulties.

Ancient poetry is a magnifying glass, which helps us to find the beauty in nature carefully. The wonder of ancient poetry lies in depicting extraordinary sentiments with simple words; The beauty lies in being able to borrow ordinary things and express extraordinary feelings; Beauty lies in leaving people wanting more and having a long aftertaste! 4. Who knows that there are poems and articles about flowers

Poems about flowers (with flowers) Pear flower courtyards dissolve the moon, and catkin ponds are faintly windy.

Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. When the lonely mountain of heaven and earth will rest, when will the plum blossoms be repaired?

I want to get wet with clothes, and my face is cold with willows. Last spring, in this door, the girl face, contrast with peach.

I don't know where people are going, but peach blossoms still smile at the east wind. People are never good, and flowers are never red.

mo Tao is not ecstasy, and the curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Flowers drift from water to water, one kind of lovesickness and two kinds of leisure worries.

I can't get rid of this feeling, so I frown and go to my heart. Cherish spring is often afraid that flowers will bloom early, not to mention countless red flowers.

how much hate, in my dream last night. It's like swimming to the garden in the old days.

cars are like flowing water in Ma Rulong, and flowers and moons are spring breeze. Flowers fade, red apricots are small, and when swallows fly, people walk around in green water.

there are few willows blowing on the branches, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world. The wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have run out, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.

things are people who don't rest on everything, and tears flow first when they want to talk. Last year, at the Lantern Festival, the flower market lights were like day, and the willow tips were on the moon, and people were about after dusk. 5. Poems describing flowers

1. wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.

(Meng Haoran: Passing the Old Man's Village) 2. from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. (Li Bai: drinking Alone with the Moon) 3. but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken.

(Meng Haoran: Spring Dawn) 4. where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguan City.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, of boughs and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple") 7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low.

(Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside") 8. There is nothing to do, but the flowers fall, and it seems that I have met Yan. (Yan Shu: "Huanxisha") 9. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat.

(Zhang Zhihe: Fisherman's Songs) 1. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: Qingming Festival) 11. is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

(Cen Can: (a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home)) 12. The head trees in Xiyan Lake, my home, are all with pale ink marks. (Mo Mei by Wang Mian) 13. The mountains are beautiful in the late afternoon, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. (Du Fu's quatrains) 14. After the flowers are picked into honey, they are sweet for whom (Bee by Luo qiáo) 17. The plums are golden. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering Jiangnan") 18. Stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are red in February. (Du Mu's "Mountain Walk") 19. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, and this flower is even more flowerless. (Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum") 2. Children rush to chase Huang Die and fly into cauliflower, where to find it. (Yang Wanli's "Stay"

(Lu You's "Traveling to Shanxi Village") 23. I want to get wet with clothes, and my face is not cold. (Zhinan's "Jueju") 24. Peach blossoms are a bunch of ownerless, lovely deep red and light red. (Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River") 25. Spring City is full of flowers, and the east wind is cold and the willows are oblique.

(Han Yi's "Cold Food") 26. Weeds are blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is slanting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's "Wuyi Lane") 27. Once you go to two or three miles, there are four or five smoke villages.

There are six or seven pavilions with eighty or ninety flowers. (Shao Yong's "One Go to Two or Three Miles") 28. Peach Blossom Pond is three thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's.

(Li Bai: A Gift to Wang Lun) 29. time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled") 3. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and the wall of the flowers is bright.

(Wen Tingyun's "Morning Trip to Shangshan") 31. Mo Dao does not disappear, and the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin") 32. There are weeds and flowers on the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at Wuyi Lane is oblique.

(Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane) 33. In the rice flower fragrance, it is said that you will have a good year and listen to the frogs. (Xin Qiji, "Xijiang Yue? Walking in the middle of the yellow sand road at night) 34. I would rather hold the incense on the branches and die, and I have never blown it into the flowers.

(Zheng Sixiao's "Cold Chrysanthemum") 35. Only see the flowers falling in the forest, I hear only linnets answering. (Li Bai's on leaving the tomb of premier fang) 36. A flower suddenly changes first, and all flowers are fragrant.

(Plum Blossom by Chen Liang) 37. In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. (Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple") 38. There is nothing to do with the flowers, and it seems that I have met Yan.

(Yan Shu's "Huanxisha") 39. There are no flowers on the trees, and birds are singing all the way to Chunshan. (Li Hua, "Improvisation in Spring") 4. When it is sunny, it is windy and rainy, and the grass is full of flowers and the water is full of streams.

(Yang Wanli's In the Mulberry Tea Tunnel). 6. Write two poems describing flowers

1. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin")