Poems describing the fragrance and elegance of ginger flowers

A poem about Jiang Hua 1. Poems about Jiang Hua

Feng and Jiang Hua, the tenth brother of Kao, presented a poem to Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi picked yellow and wrote a poem.

* * * Smell rice day, it is the time to leave the DPRK. Sound is a fiber feast, and love flies with Han Cai.

A treasure of the past, Wan Li is proud. Cui Yuan, who was demoted by the Shaofu government, left Jiang Hua in the deep mountains and replied to the Tang people with poems: Liu Yuxi's old friend Bo left Jiang Hua in the deep mountains.

Picked from the blue sea, from the home of the fallen immortal. Yun Tao moistens the solitary roots, and the yin fire shines in the morning.

Sang Tian shook quietly, and Yan was facing Yingzhou. The world loves Fang Xin and forgets to be isolated from the world.

Pass the name into the emperor and fly to the end of the world. Wangji still has taste, while Shi Chong is extravagant.

I don't know how to carve a plate, but I can't make things difficult for China. Post horses damage bones and muscles, and nobles raise teeth.

Huo Shigu Yuli presided over this important consultation. On the 9th, Shui Ge Song Dynasty: The Qichi Pavilion in Han Dynasty destroyed the ancient pavilion and invited guests to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival.

Although I am ashamed of the pallor of my old nursery in autumn, I can see the fragrance of yellow flowers in the evening. The wine is mellow and overcooked, and the crab claws don't need to be sanded first.

In recent years, drinking is difficult to rise and fall, and the spirit is still crazy. Xijiangyue, a guest in the Song Dynasty: Su Shi's small courtyard, Zhu Lan, a few songs, emphasizing the city painting drums and three links.

Watch the moonlight turn to the breeze. Go back to Xiangyun and dream.

Cui sleeve strives to float white, and the soap is half-inserted and inclined red. Snuff is covered with hops.

The punch line flew for a while. Nine-day reward: Miaoxin lived up to Dongli's promise and was honored in the thatched cottage.

The trees are connected in the far sky, and the moon is tall and thin. Shake hands for many years, it is a nine-day frost.

You are peerless, and you can be strong by yourself.

2. Poems about Jiang Hua

1. Feng, write a poem for Feng's tenth brother Jiang Hua.

Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

Picking ginger, the title is green. * * * Smell rice day, it is the time to leave the DPRK.

Sound is a fiber feast, and love flies with Han Cai. A treasure of the past, Wan Li is proud.

2. Cui Yuan was laughed at by the low government, leaving a mountain of ginger flowers to answer with poetry.

Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

My old friend, Captain Bowie, left my Alpinia. Picked from the blue sea, from the home of the fallen immortal.

Yun Tao moistens the solitary roots, and the yin fire shines in the morning. Sang Tian shook quietly, and Yan was facing Yingzhou.

The world loves Fang Xin and forgets to be isolated from the world. Pass the name into the emperor and fly to the end of the world.

Wangji still has taste, while Shi Chong is extravagant. I don't know how to carve a plate, but I can't make things difficult for China.

Post horses damage bones and muscles, and nobles raise teeth. Huo Shigu Yuli presided over this important consultation.

3. 9th Shui Ge

Song Dynasty: Han Qi

The billiard hall destroyed the ancient pavilion, and this family will celebrate the Double Ninth Festival.

Although I am ashamed of the pallor of my old nursery in autumn, I can see the fragrance of yellow flowers in the evening.

The wine is mellow and overcooked, and the crab claws don't need to be sanded first.

In recent years, drinking is difficult to rise and fall, and the spirit is still crazy.

4. Xijiang bright moon, sitting in the guest rhyme

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

A few songs in the yard, painting drums and three links in the city. Watch the moonlight turn to the breeze. Go back to Xiangyun and dream.

Cui sleeve strives to float white, and the soap is half-inserted and inclined red. Snuff is covered with hops. The punch line flew for a while.

5. Pay the philosopher within nine days

Qing dynasty: wonderful letter

Live up to Dongli's promise and win glory for Caotang.

The trees are connected in the far sky, and the moon is tall and thin.

Shake hands for many years, it is a nine-day frost.

You are peerless, and you can be strong by yourself.

3. Poems about Jiang Hua

Appreciate ginger flowers

Red, yellow, white and purple reward ginger flowers, with boundless fragrance and beauty;

Pure youth, simple beauty, not welcoming the spring, but charming and dazzling.

"Cui Yuan was laughed at by the low government and left a mountain of ginger flowers to answer with poetry."

Author: Liu Yuxi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

My old friend, Captain Bowie, left my Alpinia. Picked from the blue sea, from the home of the fallen immortal.

Yun Tao moistens the solitary roots, and the yin fire shines in the morning. Sang Tian shook quietly, and Yan was facing Yingzhou.

The world loves Fang Xin and forgets to be isolated from the world. Pass the name into the emperor and fly to the end of the world.

Wangji still has taste, while Shi Chong is extravagant. I don't know how to carve a plate, but I can't make things difficult for China.

Post horses damage bones and muscles, and nobles raise teeth. Huo Shigu Yuli presided over this important consultation.

4. A poem praising "Jiang Hua"

Cui Yuan was demoted by Shaofu and returned to Liu Yuxi.

My old friend, Captain Bowie, left my Alpinia. Picked from the blue sea, from the home of the fallen immortal.

Yun Tao moistens the solitary roots, and the yin fire shines in the morning. Sang Tian shook quietly, and Yan was facing Yingzhou.

The world loves Fang Xin and forgets to be isolated from the world. Pass the name into the emperor and fly to the end of the world.

Wangji still has taste, while Shi Chong is extravagant. I don't know how to carve a plate, but I can't make things difficult for China.

Post horses damage bones and muscles, and nobles raise teeth. Huo Shigu Yuli presided over this important consultation.

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I have just arrived in yeongju for a land trip.

There are no towers in the mountains, and the double flags whisper at night.

The smoke is dark green, laurel trees are near the valley, and first frost sings cold sand.

There are no hermits on the abandoned platform, but there are aristocratic families in the abandoned house.

Zhai Ling listened to the monk, put down the pillow and put the stone on the official.

Cup soup is the most precious kind of bamboo shoots, and water is used to nourish Alpinia.

The earth furnace piled up animals in Carboniferous, wading for several insects to fry autumn tea.

Teenagers travel a hundred miles, and hunger can make them travel all over the world.

I am only used to seeing the snow in Pengpo, and I am afraid of being drowned by the stars.

Therefore, the nest is willing to be loved by the son, and a foreign land will boast it in the hometown.

A glass of wine fell on me, and the lamp looked after the flowers.

5. Praise "Jiang Hua's poems, I like Jiang Hua very much, and I want to know if there is any description about Jiang Hua"

Cui Yuan was demoted by Shaofu and returned to Liu Yuxi's old friend Bolowe, leaving me and Jiang Hua behind.

Picked from the blue sea, from the home of the fallen immortal. Yun Tao moistens the solitary roots, and the yin fire shines in the morning.

Sang Tian shook quietly, and Yan was facing Yingzhou. The world loves Fang Xin and forgets to be isolated from the world.

Pass the name into the emperor and fly to the end of the world. Wangji still has taste, while Shi Chong is extravagant.

I don't know how to carve a plate, but I can't make things difficult for China. Post horses damage bones and muscles, and nobles raise teeth.

Huo Shigu Yuli presided over this important consultation. - .

The smoke is dark green, laurel trees are near the valley, and first frost sings cold sand. There are no hermits on the abandoned platform, but there are aristocratic families in the abandoned house.

Zhai Ling listened to the monk, put down the pillow and put the stone on the official. Cup soup is the most precious kind of bamboo shoots, and water is used to nourish Alpinia.

The earth furnace piled up animals in Carboniferous, wading for several insects to fry autumn tea. Teenagers travel a hundred miles, and hunger can make them travel all over the world.

I am only used to seeing the snow in Pengpo, and I am afraid of being drowned by the stars. Therefore, the nest is willing to be loved by the son, and a foreign land will boast it in the hometown.

A glass of wine fell on me, and the lamp looked after the flowers.

6. Double Ninth Festival Chrysanthemum Yellow Poetry

On the Double Ninth Festival in 1999, friends and relatives were in groups of three or five, wearing dogwood and carrying wine. They climbed the mountain happily together, saw picturesque scenery and enjoyed the beautiful autumn scenery.

China's poets and poets wrote countless excellent works on the theme of the Double Ninth Festival. Let's pick a few and feel the unique charm of the Double Ninth Festival. Among Chongyang poems, The Mountain Festival Thinking of Shandong Brothers written by Tang Dynasty poet Wang Wei is the most popular.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

This lyric poem was written when he 17 years old. At that time, the poet was seeking fame in Chang 'an, and the bustling imperial city was a "foreign land" for a young wanderer.

When my brothers who are far away from home climbed the mountain today, they all wore dogwood, only to find that one brother was missing-he was not among them. But what he regrets is not that he can't spend the holidays in his hometown with his brothers, but that his brothers are not completely reunited.

This is the profound and novel feature of this poem, which has a strong artistic appeal and has been recited by people for thousands of years. Chrysanthemum viewing is one of the programs of Chongyang.

Autumn is crisp, chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and under the window bars, golden everywhere. This is a festive season, so it is interesting to enjoy chrysanthemums. Meng Haoran wrote: "I'll come back when the mountain is on holiday."

What the poet never forgets is to come back to enjoy chrysanthemums when the Double Ninth Festival comes. Wang Bo's "Nine-Day Double Ninth Festival, Open the Door and See Chrysanthemums"; Fan Chengda's "Children in the world have no high rhyme, and only flowers are seen on the Double Ninth Festival" and so on all express the interest of enjoying chrysanthemums and drinking, with meaningful language and fresh poems.

Tang Meng Haoran passed by an old friend's village to prepare chicken and rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

After the Song Zhongyang Festival, the chrysanthemum hedge in Gudong is wet and dew, and the front ytterbium shines on the sand. Children in the world have no high rhyme, only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.

Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin Chongyang" wrote, "At dusk, after drinking in Dongli, there are faint fragrant sleeves, and Mo Tao does not need it. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." This is a famous double ninth festival poem.

The author adds his own strong emotional color to the description of natural scenery, interweaves the objective environment with the internal emotion, and the feeling of loneliness and desolation when enjoying chrysanthemums is vividly on the paper. Song * Li Qingzhao * Drunken Flower Yin * Chongyang fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the brain and the brocade beast are bright.

The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.

Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Mao Zedong's double ninth festival poems are very different from those of the ancients. In the word "Picking Mulberry Seeds for Chongyang", Chairman Mao wrote the immortal poem "Chongyang in those days, Chongyang now, the yellow flowers on the battlefield are particularly fragrant" with the revolutionary optimism overlooking the ages and the dauntless heroism of defeating the enemy.

Pick mulberry seeds. Chongyang Mao Zedong 1929 438+00 Life is easy, but old age is hard. Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.

The annual autumn wind is not as strong as spring. It's better than spring, and the frost in Wan Li is in the vast river.

1On June 22nd, 929, the 7th Congress of the Red Fourth Army was held in Longyan, western Fujian. At the meeting, Mao Zedong was criticized by Zhu De and Chen Yi as "paternalism" and was not elected secretary of the former enemy committee. Mao Zedong immediately left the army, went to Shanghang to guide local work, and almost died of malaria.

It was not until 1 1 26th that Mao Zedong, who had recovered from a serious illness, was reinstated with the support of the September letter from the Shanghai Central Committee (presided over by Zhou Enlai at that time). This poem reflects the mood when you are sick.

For thousands of years, these poems have added infinite brilliance to the Double Ninth Festival, and today people can still feel the unique charm of the Double Ninth Festival. When I searched, I found that there were many poems describing Chongyang and Chrysanthemum.

Tang * Li Yu * Xie Xinen Ran Ran couldn't stay, and the red leaves were full of dusk. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and the Taiwan Province Pavilion is on its way.

Cornus officinalis is fragrant, purple and chrysanthemum, floating in the courtyard, and rainy at night in the smoke cage. Brave brave new swallow's cold voice, worried about similar age.

Tang * Meng Haoran * Bai Shanli, Beishan Mountain, Qiu Lai Zhangdeng Country-specific ones, you have found your seclusion. I tried to climb the mountain and look ahead, and this mood disappeared with the departure of the swan song.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.

There are trees on the horizon like a row of grass and rivers like a moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

In the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao and Qiu Guang traveled together to explore Jin Yingzhi's place near Chongyang. Put on rough clothes and drink unfiltered wine. Every autumn wind and autumn brings cool autumn.

The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense. How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed?

Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly. Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival of Chitose in the Northern Song Dynasty, it is Chongyang.

When the dew is cold, report it when it is cold. Qing Xiang urged Zhu Fei and Huang Micao to save the court.

Before people are old, the blue bridge promotes frost anvil tamping. The blue jar is dizzy in the reflection, and the silver toad is small.

From whose eyes? Strong bedding, worry about taking off your hat when you are happy.

If you want to believe, it's hard to get old before you get mad. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Liu Yong fought a hundred flowers, and frost floated on the tiles. The green curtain is light and cold, and Nagato locks it quietly. It will be late autumn.

Seeing the chrysanthemum core, tears fell like beads, long and pink. The voice of love is far away.

Infinite hatred, empty fan. Should be an emperor. At the beginning, I complained about my resignation, but now I am the first enchanting in the palace, but I fly proudly everywhere.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Yan butterfly lovers's yard was covered with moss and red leaves. When Jin Ju opened, it was near the Double Ninth Festival. Every day, the lotus leaves are green and the smoke in the powder pond becomes clear.

Try to lean against the cool breeze to sober up the noodles. When the word goose comes, it satisfies the floor. When first frost defends, the clouds turn and the reed flute blows autumn resentment.

In the Northern Song Dynasty * Yan Dao Ji * Ruan Lang went to the end of the world, and the palm of his hand was exposed to frost, and the clouds grew with the geese. Green cup of tea is called Chongyang, and human feelings are like hometown.

Lanpeizi, chrysanthemum and yellow hair, diligent and crazy. If you want to turn intoxication into sadness, singing can't hurt your heart.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji visited jathyapple Loutai and Chou-heung Courtyard, and people came and went happily. Who is sad when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad! Divide cups and plates, sing and dance at leisure, and ask him what's so sad about? It's also sad to think about it. It's rainy and windy on the Double Ninth Festival.

After the rain in Jin * Duan Keji *, the garden was deserted, with all the flowers, and the law was incomplete. Under the hedge, this kind of flower can be preserved and is fresh in Ying Ying.

The surplus is enough to entertain Tao Lingyi. Who will treat you like San Lv? Up to now, it is messy and covered with moss, and no one cares.

The guests in the class, their heads blank, speechless, nostalgic and bitter, Double Ninth Festival. The cool breeze blows you in a hurry, and you can't be alone.

When the wind blows, you can smell the incense bushes and still cry. Yuan * Yuan Anonymous * Water Fairy Castle Peak has faint water, but it is a strange place when the season is high.

Lonely city, lonely boat, stone man also heartbroken, tears destroyed Qiu Guang. Huanghuameng, a Ye Xiang, passed the Double Ninth Festival.

When the sun sets and the water flows east, nothing can be done.

7. Poems about art gardens

Art garden hymn (seven poems)

[Qing] Wang Shizhen (Wang Shizhen)?

Chaihe

Long body and two gentlemen, wan and loneliness.

Triple piano music, the mountains are quiet.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the wind and spring are mixed.

Hong goose restaurant

Wild geese are rare in the cage, and their feathers are close to autumn water.

You can see that person, and you will be lost along the stream.

The man begging to write fennel flowers is Dan Li Qing.

Ruyu pavilion

You know a lot about fish, in order to learn more about fish juice.

Policy and opening up are like rivers and lakes.

When the fallen flowers come, they will disappear into the air.

Super double station

Precious table Wu Shan, happy and safe in the mountains.

This is not the same as at night.

When I want to lean on the pole, my heart is on a bird.

Xiangyue gallery

Gallery repair is not a song, but gentle and graceful.

Sweep the floor and sit and burn incense. Your mind is two secluded places.

The wind is rustling, and no one sees the bright moon.

Chuiyunfeng

Covering an area of 60,000 A, Qifeng is 72.

Cut a cloud, the tiger's teeth are red and pointed.

When Shan Yu came quietly, the clouds were flowing at hand.

Liu songxuan

A bearded man is as familiar as a sheep's shoulder when he is old.

If you don't chase peach blossoms, why not chase frost and snow?

I can't expect it. I like this vegetarian scale.

Six little immortals in the art garden

[Qing] Wang Wan

After class, Huang Ting wants to go to the Western Heaven and occasionally hoe medicine by the secluded stream.

The rain was too green and muddy last night, and the new seedlings were several feet long.

Burning incense in space all day, we should soar in the sky.

If the lovely dragon is difficult to control, it is called the red fresh male by the pool.

Nailing doors, watering flowers and weeding with bamboo is a cause.

Flying butterflies are as big as swallows and pink as chardonnay.

A small glass of wine is too strong to quit, and a child is told to cut nine lights frequently.

The cup in your hand is a flat peach pit, with a storage capacity of four or five liters.

There is autumn wind in rocky Bai Gui, and the blue sky is covered with crane smoke.

I heard that Mao Jun visited at night, and the building was in the middle of the month.

Songse spring is heard far and near, and the castle is ethereal.

I'm going to stick my body on the door wall and ask my husband for ten essays.

Four Zhuzhi Ci Poems in Yiyuan

[Qing] Wang Wan

The flowers on the pool are shining, and countless flowers are flying in the pool.

A pair of purple swallows stick to the waves, and three-inch whitebait blows the waves.

? ? Emerald is full of sand, weeping willows are weeping willows.

The good rain suddenly came, and it became bigger. The farmers were going fishing.

A few acres of clear water is the night breeze, and the entrance of Nancun Village is full of lemons.

Yuanyang flies away out of sight, but suspects in the withered lotus and broken reed.

In September, clouds are like water smoke.

There is a good willow near the painting bridge, which is a painting and calligraphy boat for farmers.

Further discussion on Jiang's artistic garden

[Qing] Wang Wan

Cutting off the west of the city, seclusion is definitely like a wild family.

The jujube on the roof is divorced from reality, and the pool is full of flowers.

Several stalls spread Chunhua stickers, and snow gulls frequently tasted Jingting tea.

Talk to you, Liu Yin is more and more inclined.

Ten Poems in the Art Garden

[Qing] Wang Wan

Nancun village

Looking at the road, it turns deeper and the edge is quiet.

The smoke pavilion comes at noon, and the bamboo trees are scattered.

A wisp of smoke, someone can make tea.

Hong goose restaurant

A high shelf drives geese one by one.

Soft lying beside sedge, the group wears apricot flowers.

Instead of learning Tancheng Village, change the word Huang Ting.

Ruyu pavilion

Blue water flows through the square pond, and you can see the quiet and interesting scenery over the windowsill.

When the lotus leaf shakes without wind, you know there are scales gathering.

Emeralds suddenly paired up and skimmed back and forth.

Xiangcaoju

The light and wind were sent by Duran.

I don't know who I'm leaving, but beautiful women are hard-working.

Whenever you are young, you always worry about Xiao Ai.

Seagull swimming pool

Bai Niao is boundless when there is no flow of accumulated spring.

In the misty fog, the lights are as bright as snow;

There are even two mandarin ducks flying in a row.

Du Xiang bridge

Red columns and white plates are hidden in the rough waves.

There are many shady willows on both sides, and the middle stream is empty.

The village lives in Shuinan, and each step goes its own way.

Xiangyue gallery

The cloister is gentle and the night view is clear.

You are exposed in China, and the shadow is horizontal.

Gradually see the tall trees, wandering bright.

Chuiyunfeng

This peak is a wonderful cloud, originally selected from Taihu Lake.

Located on a hill, the pavilion is like a lonely devotee.

Who is the old title? Ink will erode the moss.

Liu songxuan

The small building is like an empty mountain with a clear rustle.

You are dressed in plain clothes, whistling and sitting in the forest.

The night is long and cold, but I'm still waiting for the bright moon.

Xiufo pavilion

Zhu Xun is Master Yun, and he is Master Jin.

There are scattered flowers in the room and the incense burning ceremony is clean.

Sanskrit sounds around the air, and the evidence is heard.