Poetry related to roses

Gao Xian walked down the steps of the main hall, and Cao Xiachunsha had no embroidered shoes. Fold a rose and send it to Feng Chai with your hairpin.

Dance music. Qu Tuo's Ci Tang Wen Ting Yun

The willows on the bridge are green and the roses are red. Embroidered shirts are wrapped in gold, and flowers are long and jade-like.

Su Yu is fragrant and moist, and spring water is black. At the beginning of the painting building, the dream was broken and the sun was sunny.

Fang Shu Tang Li Shuqing

Look at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family is in the west. The door is deep and dark, and the wall is flying.

The shadow of the peach is shallow, and the path of the fragrant plum is oblique. Beautiful makeup, sad sunset, runny nose to the window screen.

Yang Wanli, a Red Rose in Southern Song Dynasty

Unrelated roses have the same name, and they are not spies with rose spectrum.

Leaves and branches are green, and one flower and two colors are light red and deep red.

Romantic love is different, so is rain and dew.

If there is no national fragrance, you can't accept it The poet smokes in the water.

"Mr. Feng Scheeren Kun Ji sang roses to assistant minister Xu" Lun

A crane sends smoke and frost, which makes you miss each other.

The old yin depends on Xie Zhai, and the new face comes out of the wall.

Butterflies are scattered, and warblers enter the sunset.

Rain hits brocade, and the wind and night drama burn incense.

The sun breaks, the flowers bloom, and the loneliness is pale.

There are few leaves in the earthquake and long branches in the movement.

The film period is highly rewarded, leaving spring as a distance.

I'm ashamed to go to court after tasting Joan Jiu.

Qiu Jin in the rose.

I heard that a jade hall in Jiangnan was planted, so I came to fight with Lou for new makeup.

However, I doubt that peaches and plums boast three colors and spring is the first fragrance.

Yang Wanli, a wild rose in Southern Song Dynasty

Red and green have been dark for a long time, and the mountain flowers on the road are also rare.

Yuyu spring is fine, Yan Fei wild rose is thick.

"Inspector Wu Zhu moved to Rose" Don Xu Yin

Wheatgrass moved from Yuewangtai, and likes to grow roses together.

Beauty is better than painting. Whoever is famous will be given a rose.

The magnificent scenery of spring was blown away by the wind, and the sunshine of Qiong Yao dyed the sky red.

Inviting guests early is to repay Zhu Yi, and don't let the hair fall on her face.

"Rose" Tang

Musk deer is burning and shark yarn is green.

The palace makeup is near dawn, and the brocade section is easterly.

In the weak spring smoke, in the gloomy yellow rain.

I don't know what it means. It's as red as two.

Mr. Li and Mr. Scheeren chanted roses for assistant minister Xu. Don sikongshu

Fairy officials are purple and fragrant, and strange flowers are used to play.

Save the stars, draw green stalks, and shine red in your eyes.

Dark envy turns over medicine, and it smells sweet in the distance.

Bees are easy to wander around, which hinders the title of Thorn Birds.

Dew wet coagulation powder, the wind blows away the core yellow.

When the pearls and trees are closed, the brocade screen is destroyed.

It's better to watch bamboo than to stay here, and it's better to love Tang than to think of others.

Like an apple chanting, Philip Burkart is full of Xiaoxiang.

Tang Zuozhu's "Song of Complaining about Harmony Palace"

How beautiful the roses in front of the window are. It blossomed last year.

Ruthless spring scenery is still known, and your heart suddenly broke when it was time to come.

Recalling the past, the makeup became immortal, and the palace was exquisite and exquisite.

I laughed in my heart, but covered my nose. Who cares about Ji Zheng's slander?

Grass dyed articles, clothes and shoes, flowers stained bed sheets.

Three thousand jade looks are not boastful, and twelve golden women are alone.

The ups and downs take away what they want, and Jiao loves to turn over sadness and make a fuss.

How can you be ashamed of the marsh fish and abandon the weeping fish?

Look at the cage, don't remember to smoke the dragon brain, and say that the fan is bald.

Roxanne Tober at first, and it was sweet when she got hurt at last.

The deep courtyard is opened by one person, and the parrot is frightened and covered with moss.

A box of old clothes from the day before, a dyed pillow with new tears at night.

Many scars are still sad when you open the mirror, but the caterpillar has not yet declined.

Mo Dao's new sword is absolutely superior in length and can chase the old sword.

Malebo (1555- 1628) wrote a mourning poem to comfort his friend Duberi's grief at the loss of his daughter, and became the first Frenchman to arouse everyone's enthusiasm for roses.

She is the most beautiful thing in this world.

Suffer the worst fate

She is a rose, like a rose.

Lived all morning.

Wei Yong (1524- 1585) also wrote roses in the book of love:

Please accept this rose. It is as lovely as you.

Make roses for the most beautiful roses.

Make flowers for the freshest flowers.

Be a muse and my muse.

Please accept this rose and hold my heart in your arms. It broke its wings.