Find a poem about "flower fragrance"

DOG looked at the family in the west, and several trees blossomed.

Afraid of the east wind doing evil, red as rain falling on the window screen.

Du fu in Tang dynasty

The heartbreaking riverside is coming to an end, and the staff are standing on the weekend.

Crazy catkins go with the wind, and fine peach blossoms chase water.

Taohuatang Zhou Pu

Peach blossoms bloom first in spring, and no one can see clearly.

Unfortunately, the wind is blowing behind, and the dark red patches are dotted with strawberry moss.

"Peach Blossom on the Boat" Song Lu, you

Taoyuan is only in Jinghu Lake, with clear shadows and red shadows.

After parting from Haitang, I will be drunk and answer the spring breeze at the beginning.

Tao Hua Tang yuan Zhen

Peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like even makeup.

The spring breeze broke my heart and blew off my white clothes.

Ancient Style Tang Libai

Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh.

Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke.

Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense?

Sit and watch the frost disappear.

If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi.

"Thinking about Xin in Nanting in Summer" is awesome

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.

Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.

Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

Li Shangyin in the Untitled Second Tang Dynasty

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.

There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

"Lotus" Tang Wen Ting Yun

The green pond shakes the iron pot to pick up the gold, and the blue rolls the white grass.

It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.

Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

Rowing to the river, the rippling river is more like a bright lotus.

The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round.

This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away.

Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.

Yongyu Le Song Su Dongpo

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, the lotus leaves the dew, and the loneliness is unknown. Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden.

Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? It's like a dream in ancient and modern times, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.

Recalling Yuhang Song Pan Lang

I remember that lonely mountain for a long time. It was like clusters in the middle of the lake. The monk's room is surrounded by the lake, and he will come back when it is clear.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

Sang Zi Song Ouyang Xiu

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber.

The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

Yin of "Lotus"

An Qiuyun is Xiao Xia, and Lotus Leaf is ten points and five points.

You don't have to close the door when you sleep by the lake, and the cool breeze permeates the house every night.

"Pear Flower" Song Lu, you.

The powder is light and fragrant, and the family is clear, and peaches and plums are not allowed to occupy the years.

I often think of Qingming Road in Nanzheng, and my drunken sleeves are snowing with the wind.

Huangliuge Jiangkui

At dawn, I heard sad music in this lonely city. The sound was blown to the corner of weeping willow street by the wind. I rode alone at once, only to find a light coat and feel a cold wind.

Strong liquor, small bridge house. I'm afraid pear blossoms will fall in autumn. Swallow and fly, where is Wen Chun? Only the pond is green.

Water Song Zhou Bangyan

Muscle should be afraid of the cold, and the sun should occupy the green space. Fan Chuan shines on the sun, the spirit closes the road, and the residual red is gathered and avoided. The spreading flame, the envy of flowers and rain, Nagato is deep. The curtain is half wet, with one hand in it, and the dusk is tempting to cry.

Don't be windy before the end of the month. Bu, blow the full circle. Zhu Qian retired, Pan Fei drank wine, and Zhao Junxian started. Snow waves empty, powder on the night, not the meaning of spring. I hate jade looks, but Joan is good. I can't compare with anyone.