Falling flower poem

1. What are the poems about flowers blooming and falling? There is such a couplet in "Story of the Deep Window": Don't be humiliated, watch the flowers bloom and fall before the court; I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying. I just hope that the sky will be covered with clouds.

Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.

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?

We see that the spring flowers are gradually falling, and it is the time when the beauty dies of old age.

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

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.

2.sos~~~ It's not heartless to ask for fallen petal poems, but to turn them into spring mud to protect flowers. Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Work of Helping the Sea

Flowers wither, flowers fly all over the sky, and red incense is pitiless. Song of Burying Flowers in Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, a lovesickness, two leisure worries. A Piece of Plum by Li Qingzhao

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down the River"

Falling flowers and flying sheep are boundless, which is somewhat sad in ancient times. Wen's "Water Dragon Hidden"

There are endless flowers on the tree. It would be nice if it rained more. It takes as long as 360 days to fall flowers. Chen, "Song of Falling Flowers in the Western Suburb")

Falling flowers deliberately follow the water. Running water without a beloved falling flower "Continued Lights" Wenzhou Longxiang Shi Zhuan Jue Zen Master "

Don't be ashamed, watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, and look up to the sky.

Sorry, my knowledge is limited and my head is empty ~ ~

3. What are the poems about flowers blooming and falling? Xiao He only shows sharp horns, and some dragonflies have long forgotten.

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and a thousand flowers are lower than Du Fu's.

Spring can't close the garden, but an apricot leaves the wall and forgets.

Populus davidiana smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, while the branches of red apricots forget spring.

Far knowledge is not snow, but forgotten by faint fragrance.

The incense array pervades Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers and Huang Chao.

If I were Di Qing in another year, I would report peach blossom and blossom in Huang Chao.

-Flowers are in full bloom

The autumn wind passed through the garden last night, blowing off the yellow flowers and wandering around.

The most important thing is that you can't stay in the world. Zhu Yan's handwriting is beautiful, and Wang Guowei is a tree.

I don't know how many flowers were folded last night. It slipped my mind.

4. Autumn flowers, flowing water, falling flowers, spring gone, poems of heaven and earth. -Li Yu

I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen

Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world. -Li Bai

Goose and duck don't know that spring has passed, but they are scrambling to catch up with peach blossoms. -Chao Chongzhi.

But now, there are spring floods and floating peaches everywhere. Which way should we go to find the hidden source? . -Wang Wei

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Momomo.

Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered curtain by hand, and endure stepping on the fallen flowers again and again.

Flowers fall, do your best; Swallows return, they are no longer strangers.

Hating the east wind and falling flowers, endless spring scenery comes to heaven and earth.

Flowers are still like non-flowers, and no one regrets falling.

Spring is divided into three parts, dust into two parts and moisture into one part. In detail, it's not flowers, it's tears.

Ice muscles and jade skin fly red clouds, pointing to wrist self-entertainment Drunk refers to the enchanting spring flowers, and I don't think the stool will fall down.

Leaning against the railing, butterflies flew around and rushed into the forest to scare birds. I don't know if the beauty is old, but now the flowers are just right.

Pieces of flying flowers and dancing eyes, carefree sorrow scattered smoke and water, who and I lean against the bar.

In the stormy building, watch the falling flowers by the railing, fly over the autumn, and listen to the wind and rain with a mouthful of green tea;

How to solve a thousand worries with a hundred glasses of wine in Dream of the Lost Soul? Smiling is the best way to dispel the soul.

5. The poem "Falling Flowers in the Wind" is as follows

1. The flowers are still blown down by the wind, and the spring breeze is not allowed to open. Ode to the Stone Monk Temple: Song Author: Stone

2. The wind blows the flowers, and the falling flowers blow again. Nian Nujiao sang Li Gan Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Zheng Xie

3. Empty grass accumulation. Blowing flowers and breeze to spring without trace. "Drunk/A Mutual Help" Time: Song Author: Shi Xiaoyou

4. Whispering flowers and catkins. Outside Liutang, the milk swallows and flies. Butterfly lovers Wind Flowers and Catkin Time: Song Author: He Menggui

5. In March, the wind and rain washed a city of flowers. "See twenty brothers advocating peace and five flowers blooming" Time: Song Author: Huang Tingjian

6. I received cold food and fire yesterday, and I added clothes when blowing flowers and blowing hair. Date of this quatrain: Song Author: Su Shi

6. Poem about Plum Blossoms "Plum Blossoms" Time: Song Author: There are several plum blossoms in the corner of Wang Anshi, which bloom alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. "Plum Blossom" Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi Bai Yutang before a plum blossom, who scattered for whom.

Only the spring breeze cherishes each other the most, once a year. "Plum Blossom in Xijiang Moonlit Night" Year: Song Author: Su Shi jade bone that sad fog, ice posture has its own fairy style.

When the sea fairy sent out to explore the fragrant bush. Hang the green hair upside down.

Plain face turns pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. The high spirits disappeared without a trace.

Don't dream with pear flowers. "Plum Blossom Poetry" Time: Song Author: Shao Yong Dangdang Tianmen is always open.

A few people go home and a few people come. Although the mountains and rivers are not perfect.

Don't believe that gold is a curse. Dreams of lakes and mountains are nothing.

Goodbye, Yunlong. Fly north. One day after 300 years.

The sky is clear and the water is clear. Heaven and earth multiply by one.

Suddenly, every jiazi prospered again. In the twenty-eighth year of his life, Kun changed.

See all the flowers and say nothing. After all, heroes wear cloth.

Zhumen is not the old imperial city. Swallows are very common.

This is no longer the case when we drive to Li Huachun. Hu Er rode to Chang 'an.

Open up the Central Plains, and the sea area is vast. When the flood leveled off, the flood began.

Clear light should look at Hanzhong. It's white and autumn.

Yellow flowers always bring sorrow. Gu Yao's half-liter jump is hidden.

The sun rose and extinguished the mountains. Every day, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are relaxing.

Poor northwest has beacon smoke. Mobs from the East and thieves from the West.

And Hu Er is right in front of us. Like chess, things are getting worse.

* * * Economic harmony is difficult. The leopard died with its skin still on its back.

The best autumn scenery is in Chang 'an. The fire dragon stung Yanmen in autumn.

The original wall should be difficult for Zhao to accept. A wonderful flower of the First Hospital is blooming in spring.

Don't worry about the wind and rain all night. Count plum blossoms, count spring.

I want to ask a question about the cause. There is peace in the atlas.

Who is the guest of honor in the world? "A Plum Blossom" Time: Yuan Author: Wang Mian saw the grass clothes like savages under the halal forest.

In the ice and snow, don't you know spring? "The Second Plum Blossom" Time: Yuan Author: Wang Mian is austere and self-sufficient, forgetting to keep his word. The night is quiet and the moon is bright, and the snow is full in front of the door.

"Plum Blossom Fifteen" Year: Yuan Author: Wang Mian is clear and clean, which is taboo for many people. When it is difficult to be with many people, only heaven and earth know when he is pregnant and when he is young. "The Second Plum Blossom" Time: Yuan Author: Wang Mian is natural and unrestrained, leaning against the valley, lofty without touching the world of mortals.

Count the pebbles of secluded flowers, including all kinds of spring flowers. "Plum Blossom" Time: Song Author: Lu You created plum blossoms without any resentment.

The name of the Chu people is Fang Lan, but if you look closely, it's not close. "Plum Blossom" Time: Song Author: Lu You five years of bamboo shoots, ten years of plum.

Jiuquanzi Lianzi, who knows this today? "Plum Blossom" Time: Song Author: Lu You wants to be friends with Mei, but she often worries about it. From now on, cut off the fire and food, drink water and read fairy books.

"Plum Blossom" Time: Song Author: Lu You was named Flower Companion, and his poems were being forgotten. High standards don't match dust, and stunners are really bad.

Fog and rain know the difference between fairy bones and red lead knows the color dust. My predecessor, Gu Zhu Yi, suspected that you were, and asked that the end should be downwind.

"Plum Blossom" Year: Song Author: Lu You a flower, two flowers, spring letter returns, south branches and north branches are urging the wind. Rotten, but sad, Ding Ning is not very open.

"Plum Blossom" Time: Song Author: Lu You, Jinjiang Road in front of Qingyang Palace, who was drunk for plum blossom for ten years. I don't know where to find incense today. It's a boat on a snowy night.

"Plum Blossom" Time: Song Author: Lu You I have an old alliance with Plum Blossom, which is an unforgettable feeling. Don't worry about laughing and not having children, just hate that acacia is too thin.

Have you ever complained about an empty valley? There are few pedestrians adding ice and snow, so try to send messages.

"Plum Blossom Poem" Time: Song Author: That valley is more like a branch of the north, which blooms late every year. Do you know Gao Biao Yi Yunjun? When it is covered with snow and ice.

"Plum Blossom" Time: Song Author: Su Shi south crossing Guanshan, Sha Shuiqing practice. Pedestrians are already worried, and the sunset is getting thicker.

Diligent plum blossoms, like Wu Ji's face. Dimfragrance went with me, and I looked back and was pleasantly surprised.

So far, I have been painting, and my eyes are sad. You can't write your affection, you can go back to your dream home.

"Plum Blossom quatrains" Time: Song Author: Lu Youting languishes all day long, and the plum blossoms are seen. Only blame this Weng for always thanking guests, Yuan Lai is not afraid of Joan Hinton.

"Plum blossom quatrains" Time: Song Author: Lu You won the plum blossom ancient crossing, poetry shy. Qing Zun relies on a lifetime contract, and thousands of drunks will rest.

7. Poems describing flowers and flowers, poems describing flowers and flowers.

Flowers bloom and fall several times, and the flowers bloom and fall the same as last year.

Flowers bloom and fall, and life grows old.

Afraid to see the flowers bloom and fall, return the geese first.

When the flowers bloom, they will never leave.

Swallows go to swallow to live, and flowers bloom and fall in spring.

In the spring breeze, flowers bloom and fall, and flowers bloom and fall as always.

The water is green and clear, and flowers bloom before the spring breeze.

Why ask if flowers bloom and fall? I advise you to drink a glass of Dongfeng wine.

Flowers bloom in the Qing dynasty, and Du Yusheng smells in the north and south of the mountain.

Flowers bloom and fall in the ancient East Stream. Who is the residual frost?

In the spring breeze, flowers bloom and fall, and flowers bloom and fall as always.

Swallows go to swallow for the day, and flowers bloom and fall to send dusk.

Clear jade moistens Tan Jiong's heart, and flowers bloom like love.

Flowers bloom and fall without interruption, and it doesn't matter if spring goes and spring comes.

Flowers bloom and fall, but Lang does not return. Do the beautiful women upstairs remember each other?

Flowers bloom and fall several times in spring, which makes Izzy very depressed.

Xiao-he just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it.

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and a thousand flowers are lower than Du Fu's.

Spring can't shut the garden, an almond goes out of the wall.

Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.

It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.

The incense array pervades Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers and Huang Chao.

If I were Di Qing in another year, I would report peach blossom and blossom in Huang Chao.

The autumn wind passed through the garden last night, blowing off the yellow flowers and wandering around.

The most important thing is that you can't stay in the world. Zhu Yan's handwriting is beautiful, and Wang Guowei is a tree.

I don't know how many flowers were folded last night.