Vanilla Poems in Vanilla Beauty

Poetry about vanilla 1. Vanilla poetry

1, Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The night is dark and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

2. Wang Wei of Acacia

When those red berries come in spring,

Wash your southern branches.

Give me a hug and go home,

As a symbol of our love.

3, "Jueju" monk Zhinan

The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

4, "The Garden is Worthless" Ye Shaoweng

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

2. What poems describe "vanilla"

1, "Lingaotai" Han Dynasty: Lingaotai is nameless and the water is cold.

There are herbs in the river, and orioles fly away. Shoot mandarin fish with a bow, long live my Lord.

2, "Meet" Qing: Gong Zizhen blows me, and the corner of the lake and mountain is really beautiful. I used to be a guest of Donghua, looking back at the boundless.

Is it a flat business to kill dogs for fame and carve dragons to write scrolls? Xiao Su, a fellow villager, thinks that Ying Xiao Wo is not a plan.

Just seeing a touch of sunset and half a embankment of vanilla, I feel sad. Where can I find the sound of socks? I am lonely to send them.

Hatred blows a flute, crazy says a sword, two kinds of ecstasy. Like two spring dreams, the sound of oars swings into the clouds.

3, "Taoist Temple on the Mountain" Tang Dynasty: The upper boundary of Zhang Yuzhen, the mountain road is a rock. The deep spring is cold and the pavilions are extraordinary.

Tremella fuciformis was born in the fire, and old cypress was attracted by smoke. There are only mountains and rivers all day, so be strict with the law.

4. "Send Yin Shu to Linghu Chu and return to Hajj" Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun is more beautiful than vanilla, and the gentleman is Lan Fang. Jewelry is heavy in gold, and jade sounds cold.

The palace was favored and presented with two gifts. Pommel horse merged with Fendi to compete for Lu and Pan.

5, "Palace Garden Turning to Snow" Tang Dynasty: Quan Deyu lived in spring and wanted to get rid of it at the age of five, and the snow was absolutely Pisces. Four gentlemen go to the western wall alone, and they contain vanilla letters every day.

3. What poems describe "vanilla"

1, Lin

Han Dynasty: Anonymous

The forest has a porch with clear water and cold air under it.

There are herbs in the river, and orioles fly away.

Shoot mandarin fish with a bow, long live my Lord.

2. Hunan and Guangdong

Qing Dynasty: Gong Zizhen

The wind blew me, and I fell into a corner of the lake and mountains. It's really beautiful.

I used to be a guest of Donghua, looking back at the boundless.

Is it a flat business to kill dogs for fame and carve dragons to write scrolls?

Xiao Su, a fellow villager, thinks that Ying Xiao Wo is not a plan.

Just seeing a touch of sunset and half a embankment of vanilla, I feel sad.

Where can I find the sound of socks? I am lonely to send them.

Hatred blows a flute, crazy says a sword, two kinds of ecstasy.

Like two spring dreams, the sound of oars swings into the clouds.

3. The Title of People's Mountain Courtyard in Daoguang.

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Hu

Above the true monk, the mountain road is a rock.

The deep spring is cold and the pavilions are extraordinary.

Tremella fuciformis was born in the fire, and old cypress was attracted by smoke.

There are only mountains and rivers all day, so be strict with the law.

4. "Send Yin Shuling to Hu Chu and return to Hajj"

Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun

Beauty is better than vanilla, and the gentleman is Fang Lan.

Jewelry is heavy in gold, and jade sounds cold.

The palace was favored and presented with two gifts.

Pommel horse merged with Fendi to compete for Lu and Pan.

5. From Gong Yuan to Snow

Tang Dynasty: Quan Deyu

If you want to get rid of the age of spring, the snow is absolutely Pisces.

Four gentlemen go to the western wall alone, and they contain vanilla letters every day.

4. Poems about lavender

1, lavender

Author: Song Yulan

Dream, stained with color, has my favorite purple.

It's gorgeous romance under the blue sky.

Smelling the flowers, floating in the wind.

In my dream, it gently calls my name.

Gave me a piece of land abroad.

Dream, fall in love with freedom, have my sincere feelings.

It is graceful and swaying, and disappeared under the blue sky.

Flip a distant melody

I gently picked up its love, in my dream.

Hold it tightly in your arms and plant it in your heart.

Since then, a lavender manor has been opened up in my mind, and the fragrance is diffuse.

2. lavender

Author: Xidi

I like the sky because of blue.

Because I like the sky and the blooming clouds.

Because you turned around.

Like solitary smoke, like sunset, sunset glow and afterglow.

Even like an old chair.

I like wisteria's dry skin and atrophied bones.

And you, like a bunch of lavender.

As one of them, smell my breath and perspective.

After that, you hold your throat first.

Then, you hold the whole body, including nostrils and soul.

This is nothing more than to

I will also make a lavender that blooms in the corner of your eye.

Actually, there are too many people.

I really want to meditate, eat people and eat fireworks by your side.

Step 3: lavender

Author: Annie

The whole early summer, in the early morning

When the night elves say goodbye to tears, Pearl

When it was still hanging on the grass

When the world wakes up, it is still gentle.

Always stay on the balcony for a while.

Like waking up in the middle of the night

Reach out and touch the newborn baby around you.

See if the purple across the river is still there.

I seem to see myself every time.

Wearing cheongsam, barefoot.

Hold an oil-paper umbrella

Let the rain drop on the instep

Yes, they are always there.

They won't always be there.

The whole early summer morning

Without rain, there would be no you.

4. lavender

Author: Zhao Yaling

I want to embroider your heart on the rainy clouds.

Send you a letter.

It doesn't matter if you can bring the mud smell of Qinling Mountain. The important thing is.

I want you to listen to the grass heart by the Jinling River.

If the rainbow hangs in the blue sky

That grass is bound to chase the wings of birds.

in the sun

Put on your dream clothes

5, lavender flower language

Author: Huayang

Your footsteps are getting closer.

My shortness of breath continued the tension in my previous life.

I feel the glory of holding hands.

The purple sky merged into a dazzling sea of flowers.

You said I was waiting for the angel of love

Are you there? Is that you? Is it really you?

I try to open every little bud.

I tried to shake the trunk holding a short memory.

Collect eternal fragrance for you

Just waiting for you to recognize my face at a glance

Is that you? Is that you? Is it really you?

Your footsteps are getting closer and closer, and the wind chimes are nice.

I'm waiting for your smiling eyes

Pierce my fantasy

The sky reflects the purple waves in the bay.

This is my ups and downs

I'm waiting, waiting, waiting for your heart.

Eye gestures open a unique style all the way.

Talk about Zhu Liu's life experience and piano music from overseas.

Talk about farm chickens, natural weeds and gifts of fine stones.

The legend of lavender is crumbling, and Gegutang has been waiting for thousands of years.

Listen to the whispers of floating clouds and chew romantic poems on the red land.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the mountains and rivers are green.

Fireworks of divine desire

Raise your neck and drink the sun and moon in your eyes.

No familiar bird will get lost at present.

At this moment, a bunch of fireworks lit the lamp of the soul.

Whether you come or not, whether you study or not,

The rain will go against the sky.

Some traces of returning to nature will never leave.

5. Poems about lavender

light purple

Under the gentle touch of the morning breeze,

Walk slowly into the garden,

Artistic conception is melodious.

A casual glance,

Just an obscure corner,

Lavender,

Trembling gently,

I still feel pity.

Elegant fragrance,

Bright lavender,

Bloom proudly in the meaning,

Charming depths,

Touch my heart.

In a lonely world,

You are still persistent,

Hold fast to the hidden glory in your own world,

Don't give up easily.

In peacetime,

Willing to be alone,

Don't be moved by things.

Standing quietly behind you,

however

You never looked back,

Are all the same,

One person.

Tears crossed the sky,

Your scent is getting longer and longer,

If it means anything.

In a daze,

Looking back blankly,

I know,

In your world,

There are already my footprints,

Noble,

And affectionate.