There is a poem about epiphyllum.

1. What short-lived poems describe epiphyllum? You can see the beauty of the whole country, but you can't envy the whole country and pour it into the blue sky like a dream. A short-lived goose flies across the sky, which is the fate of soul and dream. The story is hard to tell, tears and desolation. Who is it for? Who knows pity for the weak? Who was with * * * at night? Will tears get cold? The blue sky is high, and the geese pass without trace.

Moon against shadow, thousands of miles away! Epiphyllum, Zhan Yan, Wei Tuo, unfortunately, is even more leaky. Occasionally, the remaining core peeps from the clear sky. A piece of Cai Xia reflects the blue sky. Yan Rui shows epiphyllum. Yan Rui stayed in the cold night. Dream geese feel sorry for themselves. Don't sigh that life can be geometric. You can have an afterlife. Sigh that the night is hazy. Pluck the guzheng. Turn over a flash in the pan. what do you want to do? Who is more like rain in the dark night or tears in pearls? There are clouds of empty flowers, self-pity flowers, dancing flowers, grateful Leng Yue, clear flowers, weeping flowers, dancing dreams and broken dreams. How can it be a flash in the pan? My heart is frozen in the world of mortals, and my face is full of tears. In my twilight years, flowers are silent, but life is long. I hate the sky and make fun of it. I can only laugh.

2. It is often shy to praise short-lived poems.

It is not as white as snow and yellow sand.

Qiongbao blooms in the cage at night.

Looks like a dream.

The stars scattered the flowers.

Quiet and charming

Fang Fei is at home.

Who will deliver the tea tonight?

Pity your gentleness and kindness.

Simple and naive is also by her.

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Catkin warm wind blowing

Peach-red pears are under white light snow.

The common color of peony rose

Close your eyes and smell the epiphyllum in your dreams.

Sad night

Pale, gentle, with the most bleak beauty and the most reluctant to die.

soft

It seems that there are still lingering magnificent old dreams.

However, the broken sound

Wake up suddenly

whether or not

The lonely meteor drifted away at that moment.

Who can?

Stop for a moment and overflow the last glory of life.

The beating of the pulse

Who saw unscrupulous tears flowing silently in the corner?

A moment of youth

Without words, hope lingers.

Look up at the world.

Who is the lonely and unique voice singing for!

Are you willing to admire yourself?

No one understands my sadness.

Not wine, green flowers and red flowers.

It does not belong to Jinxiu Yao Palace.

The prosperity of Luoyang is not allowed.

The vast silence melted the moonlight.

The fluttering wind is full of tears and hazy eyes.

noble

Can't resist the rush of time.

Why sigh in vain about the irreparable past?

The hateful things have changed, but no one has solved the lonely flower language.

Can anyone hear the resentment and sadness on a spring-like night?

Can anyone hear the helpless beauty withering to pieces?

The coldest and quietest ice palace and snow palace

The sublime pain of solidified epiphyllum

Ju Ping's life.

Disappointment and emptiness

When you leave the water, you are young.

The wind and rain have broken without a trace.

Who can solve my weak flower language on my deathbed?

Who can read my desperate heart:

Life is just a dream.

Where are you going?

Broad-leaved epiphyllum

A lofty dream for half a life,

Overnight, this life is over.

Feng Hua vowed to be with everyone,

No dismemberment.

The fragrance is light and thick, so it is often shy.

It is not as white as snow and yellow sand.

Qiongbao blooms in the cage at night.

Looks like a dream.

The stars scattered the flowers.

Quiet and charming

Fang Fei is at home.

Who will deliver the tea tonight?

Pity your gentleness and kindness.

Simple and naive is also by her. Hehe, that should be enough.

3. What are the poems about Epiphyllum? 1 You Huaiyun Temple.

Tang Dynasty: Mou Rong

Baiyun lies deep in Zhoushan, with a crown of ten thousand people. The pine path is clear and the wind is clear,

Epiphyllum fragrance, the monk is still there. Mystery is light and hard to feel, and dust is long and irrelevant.

It's not too late now, but Pei Hui still came to earth.

2. Over the Epiphyllum Treasure to the Courtyard

Tang Dynasty: Yao He

Jiumo is the most secluded temple, and my normal university is deep. Smoke and frost cover the same room, and pine and bamboo mix into a forest.

The birds are silent, and the guests are heavy. If I had known I was here, I wouldn't have worn a hairpin.

3. "Five poems, no Taoist"

Tang Dynasty: Guan Xiu

If one thing is not managed, you will feel the affection of your elders. But eating acorn cake, love to say, brother.

Chixiang digs, and mountain gods walk by day. If you smell it, you can't live in groups.

From the past, I have been looking for a teacher, and I have reached the peak. Although the smell is not similar, it is particularly worrying.

The trees in the courtyard were destroyed by snow, and there were white macaques on the trees. The French dragon is great. You can't stay if you leave.

People who always think about Tao will talk about the stove. Talking about the world is tasteless, and the mountains are stiff at night.

Going down the mountain is chaotic, and many diseases are hidden. Thirty years later, the smoke disappeared.

Since the stone frost is suitable for the world, my teacher cannot live. There are orangutans in Shan Gui, but there is nothing in the chaff.

The soil is rich in ferns, and the road is as old as a baby. Nothing is more difficult than epiphyllum.

Chu Mo is like a Luo, * * * He doesn't negotiate. So the old man secretly passed it on to Ye Jia.

My teacher got this method, regardless of robbery or not. If you leave, you can't stay. If you have no trace, you are a pain in the ass.

4. "Send a monk"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Wei

A boy learned to cultivate Buddhism and read the scriptures to find a home. Holding Bedouin leaves, thinking of epiphyllum is excellent.

I'm near Zhou Bei, and I'm on credit on Dongfang Road. Pursue a clean suit and put on a robe.

The bell ridge is more tin-flying, and the furnace peak. Deep in the sea, I wish the Ganges sand.

It is unbearable to go here, but it is safe to go there. Li Xiang, came to the world.

5. Fishing (Shoujue is not a layman).

Song Dynasty: Ge Changgeng

Rain, plump plums, pavilions, early summer. Epiphyllum bloomed until the night before. The pure Yang crane will meet for three days first, and the immortal will come down to earth. I know it very well. □□ Yes, Xishan Pengkanglai Tire. Life is wild. Six out of seventy this year, envoys stay for half a day.

Burning a golden beast is not afraid of falling jade. Children and grandchildren are very handsome. The public is as loose as a bone and as good as a picture. Today and now. -refining, and then become dependent. Gui Shehe did a good job, living to 800 years old, not a long-lived old man.

4. The ancient poem about Epiphyllum is 1. Since ancient times, it has been the mother of all buddhas, and a flash in the pan is spring.

From: "One hundred and four songs of love" Author: [Song] Shi Shaotan

Explanation: Since ancient times, as a Buddhist mother, I feel that a hundred flowers blossom and the garden becomes spring.

2, a flash in the pan can make the whole city fall, and the beauty falls to the country.

From: "Ode to a Epiphyllum" Author: [Song] Liang Bo

The moment the epiphyllum blooms, it can be said that it is the whole world, and the beauty's return will shock people all over the world.

3. Epiphyllum blooms, leaving a dream and feeling sorry for itself.

From: "Four Wonders Praise Epiphyllum" Author: Ju Weng

Translation: Epiphyllum spreads its stamens like a beautiful face. In the middle of the night, people admire its beauty and can't put it down.

4, the sound of clearing the horn is not easy to play, and the epiphyllum is not light.

From: "Pro-poet" Author: [Qing] Yuan Mei

Although the horn is loud, not everyone can play a good voice; Epiphyllum is beautiful and refined, but it is not easy to see.

5. There are exotic flowers and grasses beside the pool in 5.Toz Garden. At night, the moonlight shines and Bai Rushuang blooms.

From: Poems of You Panhua Author: Zong Yirao

Commentary: Next to the lotus pond in my garden, there are two epiphyllum plants, which bloom on the moonlit night every late summer and early autumn, as bright as frost and as fragrant as a white fairy.

5. What are the poems describing Epiphyllum? 1. Shiqiao

It is said that scenery evokes, and epiphyllum bears Cui Yun. Sunny light is more harmonious, followed by haze. Sanskrit has a faint rhyme and bells can be heard. Ask Zen for no reason, sit on the stove.

Poet: Zong Wei Dynasty: Song Dynasty

2. "Luo"

The dung basket is carried back to the sedan chair, and the excellent bowl of epiphyllum is exposed to the sun. I hope the old monk will watch all the ways and punish the thunder.

Poet: Interpretation in Qing Dynasty: Song Dynasty

3. "Seventy-six Poems and Fu"

Normal Falun, turn gently. When the sun rises, the clouds disperse like a flash in the pan.

Poet: Shi Ziyi Dynasty: Song Dynasty

4. Sixteen Poems

Daqiansha Street is my home, so obviously there was an equal difference. For newspapers, the sky is high and the eyes are wide, and it is a flash in the pan and beautiful.

Poet: Stone Dynasty: Song Dynasty

5.stone bridge

There are more than 500 statues of John Lone, and there are vaguely traces of hijiri kayama. Fangguang Temple has no common road, and Huayou has its spiritual roots. One peak leaves the shore and faces the sky wall, and the Shuangliu Bridge crosses the stone gate. If you don't wash your heart today, where can you find the real source?

Poet: Pan Yang Dynasty: Song Dynasty

6. "One Hundred and Fifty Odes"

The pearls in steamed bread are unique. Like a epiphyllum, right now. Only by sitting on the broken root can you give ear to it.

Poet: Stone Dynasty: Song Dynasty

7. Skeptics

The sky is high, Buddha, please rest. After all, fate belongs to empty robbery, and the world counts the sand in vain. Apart from the illusion, it has gone beyond the concept of bones, and it is really idle to transport He Zi cars. When people want to know where to go, my home is in endless light.

Poet: Zhang Gui Dynasty: Song Dynasty

8. Proud poet

It's good to rely on the horse to boast, and it's like the end. It is important to see less, and only when poetry can be turned late. The sound of clearing the horn is not easy to play, and the epiphyllum is not light. It should be noted that in fairyland, practice often comes from suffering.

Poet: Yuan Mei Dynasty: Qing Dynasty

9. "He Tiantong Destroys Monks"

Gluttonous 80 regenerative teeth, chewing vanity spit on me. The rocks are dotted with delicate grass, and the branches and leaves are epiphyllum.

Poet: Shi Shaotan Dynasty: Song Dynasty

10. You Huaiyun Temple

Baiyun lies deep in Zhoushan, with a crown of ten thousand people. The pine path and the breeze smell the crane, and the epiphyllum smells the monk's return. Mystery is light and hard to feel, and dust is long and irrelevant. It's not too late now, but Pei Hui still came to earth.

Poet: Mourong Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

6. Describe a short-lived poem: Sunflowers in the Green Garden are exposed to the sun (xρ). HanYueFu ChangGeHang

The Book of Songs Chen Yue Feng Chu

Silent epiphyllum blooms in the middle of the night, and beauty comes under the moon.

There is how bright in the moon, which is the beauty of beauty. My figure is graceful and light, which makes me miss my heart.

The moon is white, beautiful and beautiful. My gentle posture is soothing, which makes me miss and feel sad.

The moon is bright and radiant. My elegant steps are elegant, which makes me miss my heart and be agitated.

Tan Hua

Jade bone's ice muscles are fragrant at night,

Shame is the same as vulgarity, and flowers pursue glory.

What is the shortness of a brilliant life?

Strange fragrance and long rhyme.

The epiphyllum did not fall last night, but now it is wet and blooming again.

"Beautiful love legends from the folk:"

Epiphyllum was originally a flower god. She blooms every day and the seasons are brilliant. She also fell in love with the young people who water and weed her every day. Later, the jade emperor learned that he was furious and wanted to break up with Yuanyang. The Jade Emperor arrested the flower god, reduced her to an epiphyllum that can only bloom for a while every year, prevented her from meeting her lover again, and sent the young man to Lingjiusan to become a monk, and named him Wei Tuo to make him forget the past and the flower god.

Over the years, Wei Tuo really forgot the flower god, concentrated on studying Buddhism, and gradually achieved something. Flower God will never forget the young man who took care of her. She knew that every year at the end of spring, Wei Tuo would come down to collect morning dew and cook tea for the Buddha. So Epiphyllum chose to open at that time. At that moment, she bloomed the essence that had been gathered for a whole year. She hoped that Wei Tuo could look back and remember her. But after thousands of years, Wei Tuo went down the mountain to collect morning dew every year. Epiphyllum blooms silently year after year. Wei Tuo no longer remembers her.

A flash in the pan, just for Wei Tuo. So Epiphyllum is also called Wei Huatuo.

7. Poems describing epiphyllum 1. Both peaches and plums bloom, only the green grass is full of color.

South of the City by Song Ceng Gong. Once: once a year. The annual peach blossoms and plum blossoms have withered, and only the grass grows neatly and is full of vitality. When the poet saw the scenery in late spring, he felt something in his heart. When he wrote poems, he lamented the noise of peaches and plums, praised the vitality of grass and monopolized the scenery. You can use these two sentences to praise weeds, or you can ridicule short-lived people.

2. Sunflowers in the green garden bask in the sun (xο). Han Yuefu Long Song Line 3. The Book of Songs, Martin Moonrise, blooms silently in the middle of the night, and the beauty comes to the moon, which makes everyone embarrassed. My figure is graceful and light, which makes me miss my heart. The moon is white, beautiful and beautiful. My gentle posture is soothing, which makes me miss and feel sad. The moon is bright and radiant. My elegant steps are elegant, which makes me miss my heart and be agitated. 4. Tan Huayu's ice muscle, Ye Xiang, is shy and vulgar. What is the shortness of a brilliant life? Strange fragrance and long rhyme.

The epiphyllum did not fall last night, but now it is wet and blooming again.

A flash in the pan means that good things happen for a short time.

Epiphyllum is a shrubby succulent plant with beautiful flowers, but the flowering time is only 3 to 4 hours, which is very short. People use a flash in the pan to describe the impermanence of good things. Epiphyllum usually blooms in summer, and the flowering time is around 20-24 pm. The flowering period is short, white and beautiful. Flowers are closed like lanterns after failure, which can make a delicate, smooth and delicious soup.

8. Write a short-lived composition. Borrow things to compare people. Borrow things to compare people. Some people like flowers. They like the beauty of flowers. Some people like willow, like the graceful willow; Although I like flowers and willows, I prefer green and elegant bamboo, which is a metaphor for human composition.

Bamboo has its unique charm, although it is not as beautiful as a flower or as elegant as a willow. It is full of the green of life, and it always gives people a pleasing green and vibrant scene all year round; It is slender and graceful, noble and elegant. In the gentle breeze, it dances like a girl, gently dances, and shakes its head like a green elf.

I like bamboo, not only because it is full of treasures, but also because it has qualities that I never ask for except selfless dedication. It is silently dedicated to human beings: tender bamboo shoots are used to make all kinds of delicious food, green bamboo leaves are not only delicious for giant pandas, but also good materials for people to make fans, and bamboo skins are cut into bamboo strips to weave all kinds of durable bamboo utensils and exquisite and unique handicrafts.

.. I am moved by the selfless dedication of bamboo, and I can't help but think of many builders who have dedicated themselves to the motherland like bamboo. They worked hard and made selfless contributions to the motherland and people.

Like bamboo, they have perseverance. I like bamboo, because it grows on the flat ground or in the deep mountains, whether it encounters strong winds, heavy rains, cold winters or hot summers.

That weather-beaten thin body remains the same, standing proudly in the snow and indomitable. A Zheng Banqiao poet once praised bamboo with a poem: "You are still strong after many trials and hardships, and you can let the northeast wind blow.".

"It means that bamboo is as strong as a rock.

Ah! What amazing bamboo! I like bamboo and its simplicity; Like its selfless quality; I like its indomitable spirit. I hope everyone can have the same spirit, quality and spirit as bamboo in life.

Teacher Macey's comments: Expressing feelings with things and praising people with bamboo are the most attractive places of this composition. The full text is full of love for bamboo, with beautiful language, rich words and vivid quotations. It's a good article, girl, keep working hard! I insist that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are breaking rocks. Junior high school composition is still tough, and the wind is strong in the east, west, north and south. "

This timeless quatrain can be said to vividly describe the indomitable spiritual quality of bamboo. Bamboo grows silently in barren hills. Whether in Feng Fengling or in ravines, she can survive with perseverance in adversity.

Although she has been observing endless loneliness and desolation for many years, she has been hit and tortured by wind, frost, rain and snow all the year round, but she has always been "green hills are there, not afraid of burning firewood" and devoted herself to her work without regrets. For thousands of years, bamboo's clear, solemn and upright characters are exemplary and admirable.

Bamboo is vigorous, fresh and full of vitality. When the spring breeze hasn't melted the residual cold in winter, new bamboo shoots sprout quietly on the ground. After a spring rain, bamboo shoots broke through the ground and pointed to the sky. The so-called "Grain Rain with a clear foot" is a portrayal of her youthful vigor.

When the spring breeze blows away layers of bamboo shoots, she looks like a lively little girl, standing in the bright spring. In midsummer, she stretched out her long arms, shook off a piece of rich green yarn and danced in the breeze with graceful posture.

When it is cold in summer, she is still lush and smiling at the wind, frost, rain and snow. No wonder Bai Juyi left such a beautiful sentence in Bamboo on the Window: "Hundred flowers and paraquat stay in the snow."

Bamboo has a spring that will never disappear. Pine trees remind people of lofty ideals; Bananas remind people of beauty; The tall locust tree reminds people of the general; Xiuzhu reminds people of hermits.

Bamboo is light and delicate, with evergreen seasons. Despite all kinds of tenderness, but never grandstanding, not domineering. Modesty and simplicity are her character. Bamboo does not bloom, light and elegant, spotless. Her nature of not seeking fame was swept away by the world.

Zheng Xie, a poet in the Qing Dynasty, praised: "One section after another, thousands of schools keep Chiba; I don't blossom, so I don't want to tease bees and butterflies. " Bamboo has no distractions and is willing to be lonely. She doesn't want Wenda to live in the jungle or the mountains. Thousands of years have passed, but it has finally become this vast climate.

Surrounded by a sea of bamboo, I saw the green and tall old bamboo, like a warrior wrapped in armor, and the curved new bamboo, like a young girl; Looking up, the square of bamboo forest is like a team, with rows of horses crossing the corps. However, when you walk along the paths on both sides of Zhu Mao, bamboo leaves gently brush your face, which is so gentle, quiet and elegant. Flexibility is another character of bamboo.

"Don't be afraid that the snow will lower your head. As soon as the red sun comes back, you will rush to Han Xiao; Mo Tao has a short soil, green tips and dew, and it pierces the sky. " This couplet shows bamboo's broad mind and open-minded and cheerful personality.

Even in hard rocks, bamboo can survive tenaciously; She wants nothing but dedication. Bamboo's life is a life of dedication.

The delicacies cooked by bamboo shoots are eaten by human beings; Cloth shoes sewn with bamboo shoots bear the humiliation and burden silently. Bamboo summer sleeping mat, bamboo furniture, bamboo plywood, bamboo chopsticks, bamboo hall and bamboo handicrafts are all available.

In Chengning Bamboo Township, Su Dongpo said that "it is better to live without bamboo than to eat without meat", which revealed the inseparable relationship between bamboo people and bamboo. People in Zhuxiang play bamboo umbrellas, wear bamboo hats, live in bamboo houses, sit in bamboo chairs, sleep in bamboo beds and eat bamboo shoots ... Bamboo also uses her remaining school legs to make brooms to remove dirt for human beings, that is, bamboo foam, bamboo heads, etc., and also burns at the bottom of the stove to give full play to light and heat.

There is a couplet that reads: "Although bamboo heads cook at the bottom of the kitchen, utensils should be cooked in the kitchen of small families." Bamboo has an indissoluble bond with human beings, and bamboo has dedicated itself to human beings.

This is really "life is good for people, and death is proud." Cultivate 1000 bamboo poles, love poets of past dynasties, share one with Dan, and write about the spring scenery in the world.

Bamboo is a poem without words, and bamboo is a wonderful song. Bamboo spirit has written a glorious page in the history of Chinese civilization.

Epiphyllum Epiphyllum is given a yellow building. Among many exotic flowers and plants, epiphyllum is my favorite. It's a sultry summer night.

A "look at the epiphyllum" woke me up from my sleep. I hurried into the bushes and took a look.