A beautiful poem about Yangmei

1. Su Shi's poem about beautiful Huizhou bayberry 1

It's spring at four o'clock in Luofu Mountain, and tangerines and bayberries are new. 300 lychees a day, I will grow up to be a Lingnan person without hesitation.

The next four seasons in Luofu Mountain are spring, and loquat and Huangmei are fresh every day. If I eat 300 lychees every day, I would like to be a Lingnan person forever.

2,' Liang' Tang Li Bai

The flat-headed slave shakes the fan, and it is not hot in May. Myrica rubra in Pan Yu is for you. The house is like a flower and snow.

There are flat-headed slaves shaking their fans, and the hot May is as cool as the clear autumn in October. The maid will bring you a jade plate full of red bayberries, and then bring you Wu Yan with flowers like snow.

3, "Yangmei" Song Yushu.

The claw beads of the crane are still wet, pointing out that the tears of the dzi beads are still wet. If you really know the taste, litchi should not be in Chang 'an.

Picked Yang Meihong is like a crane with dew on its top, and this Myrica rubra is really the finishing touch. If Yang Guifei knew this delicious food, she wouldn't have transported litchi all the way to Chang 'an.

4,' Eat Yangmei' Song Bi Tao.

There is no plum in the cold soil in the north of the mountain, and people speak, look and taste like bayberry.

There are no lychees in the barren land of Mobei. People say it looks and tastes like bayberry.

5, "Eating Myrica rubra and Litchi Thinking Last Year" Zhang Shunmin in the Song Dynasty.

Yangmei tastes sour and plums look good. Fire is like a dragon, and the river is full of dew.

Myrica rubra tastes sour and litchi turns red. Like a dragon, as red as a feather.

2. The poem praising Myrica rubra is 1. The flat-headed slave shakes the fan, and it is not hot in May. Myrica rubra in Pan Yu is for you. The house is like a flower and snow. (Don Li Bai's Liang Yuan Yin)

2. Plum blossoms are rare in the world, and their feelings are better than others. Jade muscle is half drunk and red, and the ink coat is slightly purple.

The bead of fire is inches in diameter, and the cold spring rots around the teeth. The fruit my old friend gave me has not changed from Penglai Pavilion to incense. (Song Yang Wanli's Seven Words Thank Shaoxing Shuai Qiu Zong Qing Hui Yangmei ")

In May, Myrica rubra was full of trees. At first, I suspected that a tree was worth 1,000 yuan. The taste is heavier than Heshuo grape and the color is darker than Lunan litchi. (Song Pingke Zheng)

The city is surrounded by green trees and mountains, and there are roads everywhere in Stan. If you don't like a full plate of fire, you get a bead first.

Obliquely insert Baoji to watch the boat and weave into the capital. Enthusiastic and passionate, I want to take advantage of the wind and dew to plunge into thousands of plants. (Song Luyou)

5. The red solid is decorated with green branches, which shines brightly in the front dock. (Myrica rubra by Guo Song Zheng Xiang)

6. Myrica rubra is cooked and inoculated with glycyrrhetinic acid. Picking the best fruit in Jin Po, all crystal plates are burning. (Qingshen Daily)

7. Red ones are like cherries, sour ones are like plums, and talents are picked by baskets. Formerly known as Yangjiaguo, it is only planted in mountainous areas of Yang Qi. (Wang Qingjipei)

8. Jingzhou Yangmei is particularly famous, and Shenyuan Pear Chestnut is also contending; One hundred dollars can buy a stall, and I hate taking root in Beijing. (Qing Jingzhou Zhi Di Zhi)

3. What are the poems praising "Yangmei"?

1. Look at Mei

Looking at the edge of the mountain, there is a little red.

May bayberry is that time.

If you want to pick this fruit and taste its freshness,

I just hate not being in this mountain.

2. Yongmei

Hidden in the black pearl tree,

This thing didn't come until May.

Tourists have tasted one here.

Full of sweet and sour.

3. Xianju Myrica rubra

Yangmeiyou, where immortals live,

Everyone wants to compare with the black stone.

I want to fly to heaven,

Want to exchange treasures for secondary fruits.

4. "Liang Yuanyin"

The flat-headed slave shook his fan,

May is not hot, autumn is doubtful.

Pan Yu Yang Mei is for you,

Yanwu is as beautiful as flowers and snow.

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There are flat-headed slaves shaking their fans, and the hot May is as cool as the clear autumn in October. The maid will bring you a jade plate full of red bayberries, and then bring you Wu Yan with flowers like snow.

5. "Seven Words Thank Shaoxing Shuai Qiu Zong Qing Hui Yangmei"

Plum blossoms are rare in the world, and their feelings are better than others.

Jade muscle is half drunk and red, and the ink coat is slightly purple.

The bead of fire is inches in diameter, and the cold spring rots around the teeth.

The fruit my old friend gave me has not changed from Penglai Pavilion to incense.

4. The poem about Yangmei is 1. Huizhou is a must. In Song Dynasty, Su Shi, Luo Fushan, four seasons spring, Lu Ju, Yang Meixin.

300 lychees a day, I will grow up to be a Lingnan person without hesitation. The next four seasons in Luofu Mountain are spring, and loquat and Huangmei are fresh every day.

If I eat 300 lychees every day, I would like to be a Lingnan person forever. 2, "Liang Yuan Yin" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's flat-headed slave shook the fan, and it was not hot in May.

Myrica rubra in Pan Yu is for you. The house is like a flower and snow. There are flat-headed slaves shaking their fans, and the hot May is as cool as the clear autumn in October.

The maid will bring you a jade plate full of red bayberries, and then bring you Wu Yan with flowers like snow. 3, "Yangmei" Song Yushu took off the crown bead of the crane and it was still wet, pointing out that the tears of the dzi bead were not dry.

If you really know the taste, litchi should not be in Chang 'an. Picked Yang Meihong is like a crane with dew on its top, and this Myrica rubra is really the finishing touch.

If Yang Guifei knew this delicious food, she wouldn't have transported litchi all the way to Chang 'an. 4, "Eat Yangmei" In the Song Dynasty, there was no plum in the north of Taobiling, and people were like Yangmei.

There are no lychees in the barren land of Mobei. People say it looks and tastes like bayberry. 5, "Eating Myrica rubra and Litchi last year" In the Song Dynasty, Zhang Shunmin's Myrica rubra was sour, and the litchi color was Dan.

Fire is like a dragon, and the river is full of dew. Myrica rubra tastes sour and litchi turns red.

Like a dragon, as red as a feather.

5. Is there a poem about Yangmei? The poet Guo wrote in his poem "Yangmei": "Red is decorated with green branches and shines in the front dock." The poet of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem "Xie Huishan Yangmei": "Talk about turning a grain into ten thousand, throwing it in the green forest and turning it into a precious fruit. Like a lotus arrow, it is as astringent as a crane's top and as red as fire. "

Fang Yue, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, said in his poem "Poems of Yongmei": "Clouds bring rain to pick up chicks, and millet gives birth to cold cranes. As sweet as honey, it is better to know the singularity. "

Xu Jie, a poet in the Ming Dynasty, chanted Yangmei: "The top of the crane is still red and wet, and the blood of the dzi beads is not dry;" If you really know the taste, how did litchi come to Chang 'an? "

Song Dynasty poet Pinkezheng also said in his poem: "Myrica rubra is full of forests in May, and at first it was suspected that one branch was worth thousands of dollars. Weisheng River is as heavy as grapes and darker than Weinan litchi. "

Lu You, a great poet in the Song Dynasty, also wrote a poem praising Yangmei: "The mountain city is surrounded by green trees, and the road has Stan. If you don't like a full plate of fire, you get a bead first. Obliquely insert Baoji to watch the boat and weave into the capital. Drunk and arrogant, I want to take thousands of plants in the wind. "

Title: Yangmei Banquet Pavilion

Year: Yuan

Author: Zhang Yu

Type: word

Content:-

The top of the crane is round, full of gluten and millet, and the precious leaves wash the sky. Dear, the cloud cage is far away, and the pulse is full of red spring teeth. The bones are changed into cinnabar, and the smile is sour. Who remembers? I once asked about the spectrum of Xiling, the shade of Qing Zi. Your family respected you several times before. You picked the stars in the sky and got drunk with others. The dishes are delicate, dark red, floating and sinking half a basin of fat water. Cherish the fruit, but indulge in writing, for birds and plums. Fight for. Get Yue Nv and Wu Ji.

Title: Six Peaks Hope to Pick Myrica rubra and Stay in the Mountain for a few days.

Time: Southern Song Dynasty

Author: Lu You

Content:-

The city is surrounded by trees and mountains, and Stan is full of roads.

If you don't love a full plate of fire, you will be surprised to find a bead.

Look at the top boat and weave it into the capital.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to pick thousands of plants by the wind and dew.

6. Praise Yang Meidong's poems. Stay in Yang Meiting until the day. Author: Bai Juyi Original: Mid-November lasts until the evening, and people walk for 3,000 miles.

A person staying in Yangmeiguan will have a cold pillow, a single bed and a sick body. Yang's son Author: Original: Yang's son is nine years old and very clever.

Junping Kong thought of his father, but when his father was away, he shouted. In order to set fruit, the fruit has bayberry.

Confucius pointed out to his son and said, "This is the fruit of your family." The son replied, "I haven't heard that peacock is a master of poultry."

Shanglin Fu Author: Original: Death is a public hearing, but he laughed and said, "Although Chu lost, Qi didn't get it." Fu Cha asked the vassals to pay tribute, not for the money, so he also made a contribution.

People who seal the border and draw circles are not defending themselves, so prostitution is forbidden. Today, it is listed as an eastern vassal, so you can't be cautious, donate more than the limit, and cross the sea to fight in the field.

Moreover, the theory of two monarchs does not understand the meaning of monarch and minister, and it is the gift of princes. The only thing is to fight for the fun of the game. The garden is so big that it wants to win with luxury and absurdity. This can't be famous, but it is enough to belittle the monarch and lose himself. "Also, neat things, and feet! You didn't see the beauty of your husband, but you didn't smell the forest above the son of heaven. Left cangwu, right west pole.

Fresh water goes further south and resources go further north. At the end of the day, I went in and out of the warp and weft; There is a lot of work to be done, and the rest is left to the snake, and the business is within it.

Swinging around the eight rivers, they are opposite and different. East, west, north and south, running back and forth, out of the corner of Zanthoxylum bungeanum Mountain, walking on the mud-covered pu, passing through Guilin and passing through the wild land.

The turbulent water flows down the river to the narrow mouth, touches the dome stone, stirs up the pile, boils with rage and surges. It's hard to say, but it's hard to say

The crossflow was reversed, turned to Li Teng and poured water. The dome is cloud-like and radial, and it is full of glue.

Over the waves, I am eager to go down. Groups of rocks rushed to embrace, swarmed and stagnated.

Facing the ravine, it is falling, sinking, slapping, crushing, crushing and screaming. The waves are jumping, foaming and diseases are drifting.

Long and far away, silent and silent, I will return forever. Then, overflow, Anxiang Xugui, rush, inject into East Taihu Lake, overflow the pond.

As a result, the dragon is red, drifting away, the fins are embarrassed, Yu Yu is embarrassed, the fins are off, the scales are flapping, the hidden rocks are deep, the sound of fish and turtles is everywhere. Bright moon pearl, gravel river.

Shu stone yellow cymbals, water jade thunder, phosphorus rot, color sweat. Swan is jade, goose is jade. Fine and beautiful, annoying and boring, flawed. Lu, the regiment floats on it, covered in lewdness, disappears with the wind, shakes with the waves, swallows algae and chews lotus roots.

"As a result, we have mountains, Cui Wei, deep forests and huge trees, and mountains and mountains, and Jiu Feng, Jiu Feng. The south mountain is towering, and the rocks fall, destroying the rising battery.

The bronze drums in the west of the town are blasphemous, and the doubts are clear. Fuling island, crooked, empty hills, secluded secluded, climbing down, vicious pool down, dissolved and scattered, pavilions and high, thousands of miles away.

Use green branches, Gracilaria, weeds and miscellaneous things to keep foreigners. Cloth knots, sand accumulation, uncovering cars and orchids, shooting roots and stems, smashing ginger lotus, holding the sun, fresh yellow gravel, Zhu Jiang Qing Bi, cloth smashing, Yan Man Tai Yuan.

Stay away from the noise, we must be invincible in the wind, spit out the fragrance to improve our strength, get depressed, smell more and more, and it will be awkward to write the cloth. "So, Zhou Lan pan view, Zhen Fen rolling fluorene, the vast suddenly.

Looking at it for no reason, looking at it indefinitely, sunrise in the eastern swamp, into the west. In the south, it grows in the dead of winter and rushes with the water.

What is a beast? Qiong Qi is like a rhinoceros. In the north, there is frozen soil in midsummer and rivers are covered with ice.

Its beasts are unicorn horns, stubborn camels, stubborn donkeys and mules. "As a result, I left the palace from the pavilion, crossed the valley, had a high corridor and four tones, and sat in a pavilion. I am in the garden of China, I belong to the road, I walk around and stay in the distance.

Build a church, grow tired, cover caves with rocks, and disappear. Climbing up, you can see the sky, the stars are more like boudoir, the rainbow stands in the pavilion, and the green dragon larvae are in the east wing, just like the sky, graceful. The ritual spring surged in the clean room, and Tongchuan Tai Atrium.

The rock rocked the cliff and tilted. Cragginess, cutting towering.

Beautiful roses, many corals, jade beside the Tang Dynasty, thick scales, red defects and miscellaneous. At the same time, Cai Chao and He Shi are absent. "As a result, in summer, Lu orange is ripe, orange is ripe, loquat persimmon is ripe, pavilion magnolia is ripe, jujube bayberry is ripe, cherry grape is ripe, and the hermit has left the branch and left the harem North Park.

Hill, low level, green leaves, purple stems, safflower, Zhu Rong, Rong, Rong. Oak in Shatang, Maple in Huafeng, Evil Spirit, Renhe Frequency, Sandalwood Magnolia, Zhang Yu Ligustrum lucidum, towering, Dalian Embrace, boasting straight and smooth, real leaves and strong, clustered and rolled.

I visited the harem in the pond and it was returned to the harem. I was attacked by a series of miscellaneous brands and hit by a ravine, which was regarded as unprovoked and unprovoked. "As a result, Lin Xuan is a female. She flies and lives in it.

Whistling and wailing, whispering and passing by. It's embarrassing. It's embarrassing.

Liang Ya, Teng Shuzhen, Jie Cui and Guan Xishi are firmly far away from their hometown, brilliant and far away. If there are hundreds of such people.

Recreational tourism, palace accommodation, kitchen not moving, harem not moving, equipped with hundreds of officials. "So autumn involved in winter, the son of heaven school hunting.

Holding a carved statue, six jade flags, dragging a brocade and waving a cloud flag, visit Pixuan in front and the road behind. Sun Shufeng, Gong Wei and their entourage ran amok, which surprised the four schools.

Drum strict book, longitudinal hunters, rivers for Iraq, Mount Tai for sculling, riding thunder, moving, separated, not chasing. Prostitutes come down to the world, and the reason is that the clouds are raining.

Give birth to a leopard, fight a jackal, carry a hand, step on a sheep, be a sheep, set a white tiger, be a banwen, cross a horse, and face three dangers. The path is steep and dangerous, and the more water is broken.

This is a shame, this is a joke, this is a shrimp clam, this is a fierce family, this is a slap in the face, this is a seal. The arrow is not hurt, the brain is stuck, the bow is empty and falls.

So I took advantage of the festival to wander, soar, advance and retreat, and watch the transformation of generals. Then, I violated her and promoted the festival. I left, and I was replaced by birds and cunning beasts.

White deer, smart rabbit, red electricity, glory. Chasing monsters, out of the universe, bent and weak, covered with white feathers, shooting at owls and oak flies.

Choose meat and send it, the first one, life in the middle, string points, art as a servant. Then, the festival rises, the wind shakes, the experience is terrible, take advantage of it and be with God.

Lin xuanhe, chaotic chicken, long hole Luan, promoting birds, brushing birds, taking phoenix, welcoming birds, bright. When the road is exhausted, get back to the car.

It's far.

7. A sentence praising Yangmei 1. Pick a red bayberry and put it in your mouth. Every thorn turns in your mouth and tongue, making people feel delicate and soft.

2. In mid-June, the sweet and sour bayberry is ripe, and the bayberry tree is like a string of glittering pearls, dotted with green hills.

3. When Yang Mei just grew up, the color was white and red, as if she were a little girl with thick rouge; Ripe red bayberry is deep red, which is already delicious.

Yangmei has a round figure, a big "beer belly" and is a standard little fat man. The newly grown bayberry is covered with shallow and hard thorns, like a little hedgehog; Small bubbles in mature poplar water.

5. At this time, pick one and put it in your mouth. Yangmei is rolled on the tongue. When your tongue touches bayberry juice, it will turn red immediately. Eat a few more, and your tongue and mouth will be covered with the sour and sweet taste of bayberry.

Myrica rubra is planted on the hillside. Myrica rubra trees are like handfuls of green sun umbrellas, and each Myrica rubra is hung on the tree like a small lantern. It's very cute.

7. There are so many Yangmei there! There are red, green and purple ones. Yangmei hangs on the treetops, like a naughty child, making my mouth water.

8. The drizzle is like silk, and the "naughty bag" on the bayberry tree greedily sucks the dew in spring, like a little doll that drinks water. However, Xiao Yangmei is drunk every day and every month!

9. Mature Myrica rubra is round and small, almost as big as litchi, but the newly grown Myrica rubra is as big as a pinball and has a big gap.

10. When Myrica rubra is ripe, the thorns will become soft and flat. Take a bite, sour and sweet, refreshing! At the same time, the tongue is stained with bright red juice.

1 1. After the Dragon Boat Festival, the mature bayberry almost turned black, like a farmer's hard face. You can see the tender pulp of bayberry. Take a bite and your tongue will be stained with red juice!

12. There are umbrella-shaped arbutus trees everywhere around me. They protect their children like giants. Red and purple bayberries are hanging high on the bayberry tree.

8. Yangmei praises that the rainy season is coming, and my friend sent a blue Yangmei early. Looking at this blue and red fruit, my mouth is watering. Taste the sour and sweet Yangmei, and find some "poems" of Yangmei from the Internet-taste and appreciate poems, and live a happy life!

Jiang Yan of the Southern Liang Dynasty was the first person to write Yangmei into poetry. His poem is entitled "Song of Myrica rubra", "Treasure spans litchi and magnolia; Huai Rui is quite solid and full of yellow flowers; Embroidering the valley in the mirror day, with Luan; For my wing, hold my jade plate. " This poem describes the color, fragrance, taste and shape of Yangmei, and even describes its growing environment and the taste of dishes very vividly and beautifully.

Li Bai has a poem: "Yangmei jade plate is set for you, and the salt is as bright as flowers and snow." This is a poem about white bayberry. In the Ming Dynasty, there was a poem by Wu Kuan: "When the fruit is ripe in early May, the branches are crowned with cranes." This is a description of Yangmei. Yang Xunji also said, "A plate full of new pickaxes is crazy, and ten fingers are dyed like Dan." My fingers are red when I eat bayberry, which shows how red bayberry is. In the Tang Dynasty, there was a poem from the Song Dynasty: "Oranges bloom in winter and bayberry is picked." Myrica rubra is colorful, including red, white, yellow and purple.

In the Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli had a poem: "Plum blossoms are rare in the world, but their flavor is better than others." Yuji semi-acid produces red millet, the ink halo is slightly dark, and the green capsule is dyed. Fires are arranged in rows, beads are inch by inch in diameter, and Liquan is soaked in sugar cane as pulp. My old friend gave me the fruit of my family, which has not changed since Penglai Pavilion. "In the Song Dynasty, Fang Yue wrote in the poem" Yangmei ":"The cloud cage brings rain to meet the initial disability, and the cold crane is on the millet. Many mouths are as sweet as honey, and it is better to know that the singularity is slightly sour. "Song Dynasty poet Pinker is praising Yangmei's poem". In May, Yangmei was all over the forest. At first, it was suspected that one was worth a thousand dollars, heavier than Heshuo grapes and darker than Lunan litchi. "

When Sun Bi of Yuyao in the Ming Dynasty was an official in Beijing, he often thought of Yangmei in his hometown: "In the old days, Yangmei was gorgeous, and Candle Lake was more enviable. Since I became famous in the gold list, I have not been at home every year. " Lu Xiang of Amin Dynasty also misses his hometown Yangmeishi: "There is no fruit in the south in the cold in the north, and I hate that Yangmeizi hasn't tasted it. I am eager to see Hangzhou Mountain, so I can't forget it when I move to the dock. " Yangmei in my hometown has fascinated many wanderers. In the Ming Dynasty, Ji Xu wrote a poem: "The crane top is still red and wet, and the longan blood is not dry. If you know the taste too well, litchi can go to Chang 'an. "In the poem, Yangmei is better than litchi.