Sakura poem

The poem of cherry blossoms is as follows:

1, Zheng: cherry blossom works.

Xianyun fell into court last night and became Wan Yue. The magic of reflecting sunlight, Chen Han's national color, going against the wind and dancing and swaying. When spring comes, everyone will see that you are drunk and the wind will take you away. Ying Xiao Wo, a famous flower, sits opposite, and the vulgar gang looks like Dongpo.

I want to flatter the East Wall with a smile, but I will eventually doubt the victory of Haitang. The color is not stained with powder, and the wind is slightly fragrant. The garden is full of pictures, and the silk tube is full of love in the sunny sky. It's hard to make a teenager crazy because he's drunk too much recently.

2. Sue: The cherry blossoms have fallen.

On the tenth day, the cherry blossoms are about to bloom, and it is a pity to turn around the flowers for thousands of times. Last night, the wind and rain were on the other side. Who told people this sadness?

I can't bear to watch Hu Sha bury his beautiful bones, but I will cry in my heart. Deeply remembering him, an inch of spring scenery has already vanished.

3. Huang Jigang: Look at cherry blossoms on the island.

The spring breeze is widely used to build dikes, and the complex value is quite abundant. Dan Ying and Yang Hui invite all of you here to come. Fairy clouds are ethereal, and the road is fragrant. Guests avoid clouds and want to wander with spring. There are countless lights and lingering waves. They all say that they are happy for a while and sad for a while. So, there are many beautiful places, so why live in Penglai?

4. Deng (Pu) Erya: Sakura

It snowed as heavily as flowers yesterday. Flowers are like snow today. Sakura is like a beauty, and beauty is easy to rest.

5. Yu Hua: Tokyo Zashi

At the bottom of the tree, the people in the painting are fascinated, and Chai Jin is drunk, drunk. Whip silk car shadow in a hurry, Wan Li cherry blossom Wan Li dust.

Wanjiajing is full of poplars. Cherry buds bloom in April in spring. Lany is on the road at the corner of Shili, watching the flower boats in the spring breeze and drizzle. At the corner of Lany, there is a dam ten miles long and full of cherries. Flowers bloom, tourists become cities, and roads are blocked. His coward is weak, afraid of falling, buy a boat embankment and look back. )