Poems about chanting things and expressing ambitions

1. Poems about things and expressing ambitions (five pieces)

1. "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. Endless, the spring breeze blows again. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the desolate city. I send the king and grandson away again, and the leaves are full of farewell love. This is a poem that chants things, and can also be read as an allegorical poem. Some people think it is to ridicule the villain. Judging from the whole poem, although the grass on the original grass refers to something, the metaphorical meaning is not definite. "The wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows and grows again," but it is well-known as a kind of "resilience" and has become a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages. 2 ."Feelings" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty. The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus is bright in autumn. I am happy with this business, and it is a festival. Who knows that those who live in the forest will listen to the wind and sit and enjoy each other. The grass and trees have their own hearts, so why ask for beauty. This poem is a series of poems. "Feelings" is the first of the twelve poems written by Zhang Jiuling after he was slandered and banished. The poem is inspired by borrowed objects, and compares with Lan Gui. It expresses the poet's self-admiration, noble integrity, and the emotion of not asking for quotations. The whole poem expresses a calm, calm and detached mind. , on the other hand, the worry and fear of calamity are also clearly visible. The poem is echoed by vegetation, and its purpose is profound. Behind the chanting things, it embodies the philosophy of life. 3. "Willow Branches" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. A tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, tender in the spring breeze. Gold is softer than silk. In the deserted garden in the south corner of Yongfeng, who does it belong to when no one belongs to it every day? The original poem is a poem about things and aspirations. The last two sentences are: "Who belongs to the deserted garden in the west corner of Yongfeng all day long?" The whole poem says that the willow trees in the garden have luxuriant branches and leaves, and the spring breeze blows. Thousands of strands of willow branches dance with the wind. In the warm spring breeze, the willow branches bloom with fine leaves, looking at a bright yellow, slender willow branches, floating in the wind, softer than strands of silk; however, this graceful and graceful The weeping willow grows in a desolate and desolate place with no one to visit it, leaving it lonely all day long. The poet's expression of regret for the Yongfeng willow is actually a lament for the political corruption and the burial of talents at that time. It contains the emotion of the poet's life experience. The whole poem is clear and clear, and the chanting of objects and allegorical meanings are integrated together without any trace, and the description is vivid. It was "popular all over Kyoto" at that time, which shows the profound power of art to move people. 4. "Cicada" Tang Dynasty. Yu Shinan Chuisui Drink The clear dew flows out of the sparse tung trees. The loud voice comes from afar, not because of the autumn wind. This is a poem about things written by Yu Shinan, a famous official in the early Tang Dynasty. The shape, habits and sound of cicadas, and every sentence hints at the poet's noble and far-sighted moral character and interests. Things and I explain each other. The deeper meaning of chanting things is to chant people. 5. "Water Dragon Song" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, it looks like a flower or not. No one cherishes teaching and falls away. Leaving home on the road, thinking is ruthless and thoughtful. The lingering hurts the soft intestines, the sleepy demon eyes, want to open or close. The dream travels thousands of miles with the wind, looking for the man's place, and is still caught, the oriole calls out . I don’t hate that these flowers have all flown away, I hate that the red flowers in the West Garden are hard to decorate. When dawn comes and the rain passes, where is the trace? A pool of broken apples. Three parts of spring, two parts of dust, and one part of running water. Looking closely, it is not poplar flowers, but the dots are tears of people leaving. This poem is considered to be from the period when Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou. During this period, the poet's friend Zhang Zhifu wrote a poem "Water Dragon Song" about Yanghua. It was widely rumored that the poet harmonized the poem according to the original rhyme and sent it, with the instruction "not to show it to others". The poem uses rich imagination and unique artistic conception. , using the technique of personification, organically combines chanting about objects and writing about people, "the object is the person, the two are indistinguishable". The whole poem is written with a harmonious rhyme and a lingering mood, which reflects the graceful side of Su's poems. 2. Poems about chanting things and expressing one's ambitions

To express one's ambitions by supporting things:

No one believes in nobleness, who can show his sincerity. --"Cicada in Prison" King Luo Bin

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming. --- Plum Blossom Wang Anshi

You must know that the pines are noble and pure until the snow melts. ---Qingsong Chen Yi

Don't let others praise the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe---Mo Mei Wang Mian

Still strong after a thousand hardships, no matter what the east, west, south or north Wind. --Zhu Shi Zheng Banqiao

Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces. You must keep your innocence in the world. -- Lime Song Yu Qian

I would rather die holding the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind. --"Painting Chrysanthemums" by Zheng Sixiao

The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is filled with golden armor.

-- "Chrysanthemum" Huang Chao 3. A complete collection of poems that chant things and express aspirations

Stories that chant objects and express aspirations:

1. "Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)

There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone.

I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

2. "Playing Chess with Xue Zhaoming and Losing a Plum Blossom Poetry" by Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)

Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow on the roadside.

When he recalled the time he spent in Nanmo in Fengcheng City, Xiang Yao could hardly follow the post envoy.

3. "Singing Cicadas in Prison" by King Luo Bin (Tang Dynasty)

The cicadas sing in the west, and the guests in the south want to invade.

The shadow of Xuanxuan came to sing to Bai Tou.

It is difficult to fly in if the dew is heavy, and it is easy to sink if the wind is loud.

No one believes in nobleness, who can express his sincerity?

4. "Green Pine" by Chen Yi (Modern)

The green pine is heavy with heavy snow, and the green pine is straight and straight.

To know that the pines are pure, wait until the snow melts.

5. "Bamboo and Stone" by Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty)

He insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and his roots are still in the broken rocks.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

6. "Song of Lime" by Yu Qian (Ming Dynasty)

Thousands of hammers were struck out of the mountains, and the fire burned like nothing.

Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world.

7. "Ink Plum Blossom" by Wang Mian (Yuan Dynasty)

The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.

Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.

8. "Early Plum Blossoms" Liu Zongyuan (Tang Dynasty)

The early plum blossoms grow tall on the trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu.

The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.

I want to give you thousands of miles, but mountains and rivers separate you.

There is no need to comfort distant guests when Han Ying is in ruins.

9. "Poem on Willow Branches" by Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty)

The plum blossoms in the north of Saibei are played on the Qiang flute, and the poem on the osmanthus hill in Huainan.

Please don’t listen to the songs from the previous dynasty and listen to the new version of Willow Branch.

10. "Newly Planted Plum Blossoms" by Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)

Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond, and they will be inspected when they are in bloom.

Don’t be afraid of peach and plum envy in Changzhou, this year will be a good year for you. 4. Ancient poems that chant things and express aspirations

1. "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

When the grass grows in the original land, it will wither and flourish every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson away again, full of love.

This is a poem about things, and it can also be read as an allegorical poem. Some people think it is a mockery of villains. From the perspective of the whole poem, although the original grass refers to something, the metaphorical meaning is not definite. "Wild fire never burns out, but the spring breeze blows and grows again," but it is well-known as a kind of "resilience" and has become a swan song passed down through the ages.

2. "Feelings" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty

The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus is bright in autumn. Enjoy this business, it will be a festive season for you.

Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there. Plants and trees have their own heart, so why ask for beauty?

This poem is the first of the twelve "Feelings" written by Zhang Jiuling after he was slandered and relegated. The poem is inspired by borrowed objects, and compares itself with Lan Gui, expressing the poet's self-admiration, noble integrity, and the emotion of not asking for quotations. On the one hand, the whole poem expresses a calm, calm and detached mind, on the other hand, the worry, slander and fear of disaster are also clearly visible. The poem uses vegetation as a reference, and its purpose is profound. Behind the chanted objects, there is a philosophy of life.

3. "Willow Branches" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

One tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, tender as gold and soft as silk.

In the deserted garden at the south corner of Yongfeng, who does it belong to when no one belongs to it all day long?

The original poem is a poem about things and aspirations. The last two sentences are: "In the deserted garden in the west corner of Yongfeng, who belongs to no one all day long?" The whole poem says that the willow trees in the garden have lush branches and leaves, and the spring breeze blows, and the thousands of willow branches dance with the wind.

In the warm spring breeze, the willow branches bloom with fine leaves, and you can see a bright yellow. The slender willow branches are blowing in the wind, and are softer than silk threads. However, this graceful weeping willow grows in the desolate and lonely place. In a cold place, no one visits us, and we end up feeling lonely all day long. The pity expressed by the poet for Yongfengliu is actually his emotion about the political corruption and buried talents at that time, and also contains the emotion about the poet's life experience. The whole poem is clear and clear, and the chanting of objects and allegorical meanings are integrated together without any trace, and the description is vivid. It was "popular all over Kyoto" at that time, which shows the profound power of art to move people.

4. "Cicada" by Yu Shinan of the Tang Dynasty

Drinking the clear dew from the Sui River, the sound of the flowing water flows out of the sparse tung trees.

Keeping your voice high and far away is not just to take advantage of the autumn wind.

This is a poem about objects written by Yu Shinan, a famous minister in the early Tang Dynasty. There is a lot of sustenance in the poem about objects, and it has a strong

symbolic nature. Each sentence describes the shape, habits and sound of the cicada, and each sentence also hints at the poet's noble and noble conduct and aspirations, and the mutual interpretation of things and myself. The deeper meaning of chanting things is to chant people.

5. "Water Dragon Song" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

It looks like a flower but not like a flower, and no one would cherish it.

Leaving home and taking the road, my thoughts are ruthless and thoughtful.

The lingering damage to the soft intestines makes the evil eyes sleepy and they want to open but also close.

The dream travels thousands of miles with the wind, looking for the man's whereabouts, but he is still there, and the oriole calls.

I don’t hate the fact that these flowers have all flown away, I hate the West Garden, it’s hard to decorate the red flowers.

When dawn comes and the rain passes, where is the trace? A pool of broken apples.

There are three parts of spring scenery, two parts of dust, and one part of running water.

Looking carefully, it is not Yanghua, but the dots are tears of separation.

This poem about things can be dated to the period when Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou. During this period, Zhang Zhifu, a good friend of the poet, wrote a poem called "Water Dragon Song" about Yanghua. It was widely rumored that the poet harmonized the poem according to its original rhyme and sent it with the instruction "not to show it to others." Through rich imagination and unique artistic conception, the poem uses personification techniques to organically combine chanting about objects and writing about people. "Things are the same as people, and the two are indistinguishable." The whole word is written with a harmonious rhyme and a lingering mood. It reflects the graceful side of Su Ci. 5. Poems about things and aspirations

"Singing Cicadas in Prison" by King Luo Bin

The cicadas sing in the West, and the guests in the Southern Crown think of invasion. The shadow of Xuanxuan came and chanted at Bai Tou.

It is difficult to fly in if the dew is heavy, and it is easy to sink if the wind is loud. No one believes in Gao Jie, who can express his sincerity?

Plum Blossom Wang Anshi

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

Qingsong Chen Yi

Heavy snow weighs on the green pine, and the green pine stands tall and straight. You should know that the pines are noble and pure until the snow melts.

Mo Mei Wang Mian

The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let others praise the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe.

Bamboo and Stone Zheng Banqiao

Firmly insist on the green mountains and not relax, the roots are still in the broken rocks. Thousands of hammers and blows are still strong, no matter how wind blows from east to west, north or south.

Lime chants to Yu Qian

Thousands of hammers and thousands of blows are thrown out of the mountains, and the fire is burning. If you don't take it easy, you are not afraid of being shattered into pieces. You must keep your innocence. In the human world.

"Painting Chrysanthemums" by Zheng Sixiao

Flowers blooming are not followed by hundreds of flowers, and the fun of independence is not exhausted.

I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind.

"Chrysanthemum" Huang Chao

When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.

The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor.

Inscribed on Chrysanthemums Huangchao

The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, and the flowers are cold and fragrant, and butterflies are hard to come by.

If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms.

Qinyuan Spring. Snow Mao Zedong

The scenery of the North, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing.

The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God.

It’s a sunny day, and it’s particularly enchanting to see the red dress wrapped in plain clothes?

The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down.

I regret that Emperor Qin and Emperor Wu of Han were slightly less talented in literature; Emperor Zong of Tang and Song Dynasty were slightly less elegant.

Genghis Khan, a genius of his generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles.

It’s all gone, let’s count the famous people, let’s look at the present! 6. The 20 most famous ancient poems about things and aspirations

Ode to Gui

Li Bai

People in the world grow peaches and plums in Jinzhangmen.

Climbing and twisting for shortcuts, and the spring breeze blows.

Once the sky is covered with frost, glory cannot last long.

An Zhinanshan osmanthus has green leaves and fragrant roots.

Qingyin can also be supported, why not cherish the tree in the garden.

Grapes

Han Yu

The new stems are not even half-covered but are still withered, and the elevated branches are falling apart.

If you want to fill the plate with horse milk, don’t hesitate to add bamboo to attract the dragon’s beard.

Parrot

Luo Yin

Don’t regret that the green feathers in the carved cage are broken, the ground in the south of the Yangtze River is warm and the west is cold.

I advise you not to use clear words, but to use clear words to avoid difficulties.

Ode to the Mountain Spring

Chu Guangxi

There is flowing water in the mountain, but I wonder if it is unknown.

Reflecting the ground is the color of the sky, and flying in the sky is the sound of rain.

The deep stream is full, and a small pool is separated.

No one sees the indifference, and it becomes clearer every year.

Clouds

Coming swans

Thousands of shapes and forms are still empty, reflecting the water and hiding the mountains.

The infinite drought seedlings are dying, and strange peaks are found in leisurely places.

Willow branches

Bai Juyi

Red Banjiang Bridge and green wine flag, Guanwa Palace is warm and the sun is setting.

Unfortunately, the rain has stopped and the east wind has settled, and thousands of trees are drooping.

Cicada

Yu Shinan

Drinking the clear dew from the Sui River, the sound of the flowing water flows out of the sparse tung trees.

Keeping your voice high and far away is not just to take advantage of the autumn wind.

Furong

Liu Zongyuan

Beauty does not hide itself, and it can guard its solitary roots.

On the west bank of Hunan, the autumn wind and dew are abundant.

The beautiful scenery is separated from the cold water, and the rich fragrance is in front of the pavilion.

It’s hard to compare with the ingredients of wildflowers, but it will lead to a plateau.

Ode to Bamboo

Bai Juyi

There is no need to cut it into a phoenix tube, or cut it into a fishing rod.

After the thousands of flowers and grasses have withered, they are left to look into the snow.

Cicada

Luo Bin Wang

The cicadas sing in the west, and the guests in the south are thinking deeply.

I couldn’t bear the shadow of Xuan’s temples, so I came to sing to Bai Tou.

It is difficult to fly in if the dew is heavy, and it is easy to sink if the wind is loud.

No one believes in nobleness, no one can show his sincerity.

Yong Embroidery Barrier

Hu Lingneng

At dusk, the flower stamens in front of the hall are so delicate that they are scrambling to draw them on the bed with a small pen.

The embroidery in Anxiang Spring Garden attracts orioles to fly from the willow branches.

Chunzhuang

Wang Bo

Orchid leaf path in the mountains, plum peach garden outside the city.

I don’t know that people and things are quiet, and I don’t notice the noise of birds.

Yong Yu

Li Shimin

The clouds float far away, and the rain sprays across the long river.

Flying low to the belly of the faint ridge, leaning towards the rocks.

The leaves are covered with pearls and leaves, making waves in the mirror.

The willows are covered with dense silk, and the air is woven with air.

Ode to the Wutong

Zheng Banqiao

The sky is a hundred feet high and the sky is green at night, sweeping away the autumn stars and falling dawn frost.

How not to plant green-haired Yaofenghuang upside down in Xizhou.

Ode to Peonies

Wang Pu

The jujube flowers can become fruit even when they are small, but the mulberry leaves are soft and silky.

It is laughable that the peonies are as big as a bushel, and they are useless and empty branches.

Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots

Du Fu

Countless spring bamboo shoots grow all over the forest, and the Chaimen is densely shielded from passers-by.

At the meeting, you must go to see the bamboo, and you will never be angry when the guests arrive.

Yong Yan

Li Yuan

Say goodbye to the desert sooner or later, fly south everywhere.

There is a lot of rain and snow in Guanshan, and feng shui damages sweaters.

The soul in the blue sea should be broken, and the letter in the red building should be sparse.

I don’t know how much money I have left, but how many lines I have left to return home.

Poem of Returning Wild Geese

Zhang Jiuling

Haiyan's age is small, and spring will come temporarily.

I don’t know that the mud is cheap, but the jade hall is open.

When you are embroidering the house, you go in twice, and you go to the Huatang several times a day.

Don’t compete with things, don’t guess at each other.

Ode to Lychees

Qiu Jun

There are no more precious fruits in the world, and the jade snow skin is covered with crimson gauze.

A natural good taste, but unfortunately it lives at the end of the world.

Ode to the North Sea

Wang Zun

The officials of the Han Dynasty were once imprisoned here, wearing bloody clothes and hair for nineteen autumns.

The festival of crane-haired and half-draped dragons is here, and I don’t hear Qing Shi talking about being granted the title of marquis. 7. A complete collection of ancient poems "Ode to Things and Expression of Will"

Stories about "Ode to Things and Expression of Will": 1. "Plum Blossom" Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty) There are several plum blossoms in the corner of the wall, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. 2. "Playing Chess with Xue Zhaoming and Losing a Plum Blossom Poetry" Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty) Hua Fa looked for spring and was delighted to see plum blossoms, and one of them was piled high with snow on the roadside.

When he recalled the old days of Nanmo in Fengcheng, it was hard for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy. 3. "Singing Cicadas in Prison" King Luo Bin (Tang Dynasty) The cicadas sing in the West, and the guests in Nanguan think about invasion.

The shadow of Xuanxuan came to sing to Bai Tou. It is difficult to fly in due to heavy dew, and it is easy to sink due to the strong wind.

No one believes in nobleness, who can express his sincerity? 4. "Green Pine" by Chen Yi (Modern) Heavy snow is pressing down on the green pine, and the green pine is straight and straight.

To know that the pines are pure, wait until the snow melts. 5. "Bamboo and Stone" Zheng Banqiao (Qing Dynasty) insisted that the green mountains will not relax, and the roots will be in the broken rocks.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. 6. "Song of Lime" Yu Qian (Ming Dynasty) struck out from the mountains with thousands of hammers, and burned with fire as if nothing happened.

Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world. 7. "Ink Plum Blossom" by Wang Mian (Yuan Dynasty). The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks.

Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. 8. "Early Plum Blossoms" by Liu Zongyuan (Tang Dynasty) The early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu.

The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn. If you want to give me a gift from thousands of miles away, you will be separated by mountains and rivers.

There is no need to comfort distant guests when Hanying is in ruins. 9. "Poem of Willow Branches" Liu Yuxi (Tang Dynasty) played the plum blossom Qiang flute in the north of Saibei, and the poem on the osmanthus hill in Huainan.

Please don’t listen to the songs from the previous dynasty and listen to the new version of Willow Branch. 10. "Newly Planted Plum Blossoms" by Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty) Seven newly planted plum trees by the pond were about to be inspected when they were in bloom.

Don’t be afraid of peach and plum envy in Changzhou, this year will be a good year for you. 8. A complete collection of ancient poems about things and ambitions

Ode to Lotus Poems, Words, and Articles Ode to White Lotus (Part 2) Pi Rixiu of the Tang Dynasty Smell carefully and look deeply at the dark heart, and from now on I have no intention of falling in love with Hongfang.

When I come here, I will only stay with Qiong as a guest, and I will plant the seeds in Yutang. The sun is facing the sun, but the water is dripping, and the wind is muddy and the snow is fragrant.

Wu Wang’s beauty is as bright as Xi Shi wearing plain makeup. Lotus Tang Yanqian The new lotus reflects Duopu, passing to the east of the green pond.

The still shadow shakes the moon, and the cold fragrance reflects the water wind. Gold dust falls off the pistil, and jade dew washes away the remaining red.

Looking at Yu Fangshao, no one asked. Solitary Hibiscus by Wang Zhenbai of the Tang Dynasty The clear dawn mirror in Fangtang shines alone on the jade face in autumn.

The beetles and the beetles are not in harmony with each other, and the apples and apples are in vain. When the sun sets, I still look down at my shadow, and when the wind blows, I bow my head.

What kind of things are you envious of? We both wander together. Bodhisattva Man, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Chen Yuyi, Nanxuan faces Furongpu, the wind is good, the moon is good, and the rain is good.

When there is less red and more green, the scenery in front of the curtain is wonderful. The rope bed is made of ebony, and the sun is full of fragrance.

Wake up to a new chapter and be the master of flowers. Bu Suanzi, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji, pretty red and pink makeup, green cover to keep out the wind and rain.

It is the coolest month of June in the human world, and the moon is in Yangpu. The roots of the lotus root are long, and the lotus in the flower is painful.

Just because there is a lot of sadness in the romance, it is more suitable for beautiful women. Nanxiangzi Li Xuan took a colorful boat and crossed the lotus pond, singing songs to wake up the sleeping mandarin ducks.

Wandering girls brought flowers to cuddle up with and laughed, vying for beauty and beauty, and even folding lotus flowers to cover up the evening sunshine. Gaohe Tang·Yuanzhen planted more than a hundred lotus roots, and Gaohe only had four leaves.

The fan of shining green clouds is surrounded by green jade stacks. The pavilions and pavilions lift themselves up, and the tripods and cauldrons are difficult to hide.

If you don’t learn from Shui Quan, you will grow up to be stubborn. Lotus by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty They are all colorless, but they have no fragrance.

Yao mats are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late. When I return to my quilt, the lamp shines on my clothes, and my socks are soaked in water when I cross the quilt.

I envision farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in dreams after separation. Drunken Peach Garden, Furong, Song Dynasty·Wu Wenying Youthful flower sisters are not at the same time.

Desolation comes later. It is most suitable to wear colorful makeup near water.

The wind blows the embroidery ripples. Surprised by the old news, I asked Chang Mei.

The moonlight brings fairy dreams back. People who lean on the fence feel fat in autumn.

People don’t know about flowers. Five Rhythms, Lotus, Qing Dynasty, Nalan Xingde, fishes playing in the fields, and ducks singing and picking lotuses.

White jade petals, red threads and colorful paper. When you get out of the bathing pavilion, you will be graceful and graceful every step of the way.

Beautiful women are sympathetic to each other and often embroider their pillows and pillows. Autumn Lotus Yuan·Liu Yin The thin shadow is not ashamed of itself, the light fragrance is faint, and who wants to pass through.

I can't bear the declining sales, and even more so in the cold moon of Jiang Qing. I planned to spend the whole night in the Qingfang, but I didn't know that the white dew has already turned into autumn wind.

The eyes of aging are still there, don’t put the boat in a boat and the wine will be empty. Bu Suanzi Yong Lian Qing·Wu Xiao Who planted white lotus.

Autumn is the time when flowers bloom. Tao Lingteng was so drunk that he wanted to go home.

Lushan Road is filled with fragrance. Don't laugh out loud.

This is how pure your heart is. A glass photo studio is in the sky.

Always live in the wave. Ode to the Lotus of Tongxin by Prince Zhaoming. At the lotus-picking place in the south of the Yangtze River, I shine at the base of the temple.

Kuang and other connected trees all have purple stem ends. The two have the same root and grass, but the two are different and sing the luan alone.

Use this instead of day lilies, which will surely make sad people happy. Planted by Cao Changpenchi, the seventh brother of Fenghe Qian. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty has turned over the lotus in Jiangpu, and is here in this life.

If the wild rice leaves grow long, who will migrate when the fragrant roots are restored? The dew and the culvert are both fresh and green, and they are leaning against each other in the wind.

But as long as the owner knows, who can say that the pot is full. Titled White Lotus by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, the plain room contains dew and fresh jade crowns, and the cyanotic leaves are rounded by the wind.

Originally it was the lotus root offered by Wuzhou, but now it is the parasitic lotus in Yishui. It has moved its roots three thousand miles here and has produced offspring for six or seven years now.

Not only are there old flowers in the pond, but you also ride on an old flower-picking boat. The water plants in the small courtyard lead to a poem. Qian Wei. A bottle of water flows down and connects with the pond.

There are eight or nine green wild rice branches and four or five round lotus leaves. When the fragrant wind arrives, I look forward to my ambitions.

You can pick hibiscus and cross the Yangtze River in the clouds. Nanxuan Pot Planting Chongtai Lotus Transplantation Pool Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty The red clouds and red mist create a green house, and the morning glow turns the stamens into vermilion pink light.

The white jade is not full of mud, and the feather cover reveals the bright eyes. A stone in the turbid water is full of frogs and turtles, and a five-foot-long pond is as large as a square bucket.

The duck root family will be able to fight freely, and the lotus root will appear in the middle of the water next year. Lotus Fang, Song Dynasty·Sima Guang. The Lotus Fang is ripe both front and back, so it is not necessary to eat them all together.

The meat is tender and the meat is tender, and the ribs are deep and deep. I still have pity for the pistil.

The deep green leaves reflect the low lotus. Crisp and beautiful as freshly picked, still muddy near the roots.

Song of Lotus Picking by Lu You, Song Dynasty Wu Mei smiled sweetly while picking lotus, and the boat broke through the mist.

The two heads are folded and there is a gift, but the heavy leaf cover is embarrassing.

The female companion invites you to pick up green feathers, and return to the boat as fast as flying. Her temples are tilted up and her sleeves are blocked, and she points to the rain on Shifan Mountain in the distance.

Furong Song Yuan·Sadura The Qiujiang River is so dim that it whips Rongfang, and Qiujiang’s daughter will have her heart broken. The crimson robe protects the warm clouds in spring, and the green sleeves welcome the cool breeze at dusk.

Carp blowing in the waves make the waves white, frost falls in the cave and leaves fly. Where are the lotus collectors who go boating, cherishing the beautiful color of hibiscus.

Song of Picking Lotus by Xiao Gang, Liang Dynasty, Southern Dynasties The evening sun shines on Kongji, and picking lotus bears the evening glow. The difficulty of the lake rises when the wind blows, and the lotus leaves are abundant but not scarce.

The hibiscus falls, the boat moves and the egrets fly. The lotus silk wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut holds the clothes far away.

Collecting lotus, Liang Dynasty and Wu Jun in the Southern Dynasties. The brocade belt has mixed flowers, and the robe hangs over the green river. Asked where he was going now, he went out to collect lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River.

Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish. I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom.

Lotus Picking Song Southern Dynasties·Liang·Liu Xiaowei The Golden Oar Mulan Boat is used to pick lotuses from the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and lotus leaves fill the river.

The house is easy to get, and the handle is curved. When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are blowing.

When people come, they can see the shadows of flowers in the world, and when they wear clothes, they can smell the fragrance of lotus.

The Guizhou boat is light and uncertain, and the Lingge song is longer. Caicai sighed to say goodbye, and had no time to make clothes.

A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends.

The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances around the clothes. The name Lotus can be recited naturally, and the two minds are the same.

Lotus Picking Song by Yin Yingtong, Sui Dynasty. There are countless companions in the boat, and they untie the ropes to urge each other. There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.

The floating ducks are moving in chaos, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus. Lotus roots are tied together in strands, and lotus leaves are held in cups.

When you break the lotus, you get a gift. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river and played in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus. If you climb the lotus and play with its beads, the ripples will not become round.

The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky. There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze with regret.

The Yue Nv Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty The Yue Nv made a osmanthus boat and used the osmanthus as a bow. The water on the lake is vast and the Qingjiang River cannot be crossed.

Pick hibiscus flowers, not hibiscus leaves. When he returned home, he asked his husband how he looked like his concubine.

Ancient meaning Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The jade well lotus at the top of Taihua Peak blooms like a boat with ten feet of lotus root. It is colder than snow and frost is sweeter than honey, and a piece of the entrance is cured of the disease. What I desire is not afraid of being far away. There is no way on the green wall and it is difficult to meet the fate.

I picked the fruits on the long ladder and planted the seeds of Nanasawa root. Ancient Lotus Picking Yuan·Wu Qiuyan The wet wind blows the cold fragrance of peanuts, Feng Yiwei dances in ice silk clothes, and the pink gold floats on the evening pond.

Floating on the orchid boat, playing osmanthus drums, singing and picking lotuses, I will send you my message: I will come back late to see the bright moon. Liantang Jiwang, Tang Dynasty, Liu Jian. The new autumn lotus flowers are red, and the county is full of fragrance in the evening wind.

Thousands of water patterns spread out, and an embroidery has just been completed. The girl picking lotus leaves Wu Gequan, and the man picking green leaves returns to Chu Yuqing.