1. What are the poems describing pear blossoms?
Among the flowers in the world, the most obvious one is pear blossoms. The spring breeze is rippling, and the pear trees are blooming with thousands of flowers. The branches are as white as snow, with jade bones and ice skin. They are pure and elegant, beautiful and fragrant, and graceful. It really has the feeling of "taking over all the white flowers in the world and overwhelming all the flowers in the world" momentum.
"The pear blossoms are blowing in the wind during the Qingming Festival, and the wanderers are half out of the city in search of spring." In ancient times, whenever the pear blossoms were in full bloom, people loved to gather under the shade of the flowers, which was known as "washing makeup". During the Tang Dynasty, this custom was very popular. According to "Tang Yulu", "When Luoyang pear blossoms were blooming, many people would bring wine under them and say, 'wash makeup for the pear blossoms', or buy trees." People loved to use pear blossoms as headdresses. , Mu Qingshu, Marquis of Ruyang, once wrote a poem when he was appreciating pear blossoms: "When I drink under the pear tree, my head is covered with pear blossoms. The fragrance comes from the jade tree, and the white discussion fills the golden pot...."
Poets of all ages loved pear blossoms. Many poems describing the spirit, energy, rhyme and beauty of pear flowers have been left behind.
The pear blossoms are as pure and pure as jade, as white as flawless, as crystal clear as snow; beautiful but not delicate, showy but not charming, elegant but not vulgar, as pure as jade, which first caused the The reveries of poets. Wang Rong of the Northern and Southern Dynasties wrote in "Ode to Pear Blossoms on the Pond": "The flowing snow shines in the spring, and the stars reflect in the deep evening." Wen Tingyun wrote in a poem: "The pear blossoms are heavy on the branches with snow, and the orioles are singing like silk in the willows." Lei Yuan praised the pear blossoms: "Snow is the jade work of the skin. Don't marry the beauty to the east wind." Zhang Jian described the first bloom of pear blossoms as "the tender buds are breaking through the snow and rolling balls", Qiu Chuji's "Wuxu Nian·Lingxu Palace Pear Blossoms" describes it as "the white brocade has no lines and is fragrant, and the jade trees are blooming." "Pile snow" in praise of pear blossoms. Cen Shen, in "Song of White Snow Sending Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital", compares the flying snow to pear blossoms from another angle: "The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the snow is falling in August. Suddenly, it is like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of "Thousands of pear trees are in bloom." Snow is used as a metaphor for flowers, and flowers are used as metaphors for snow.
But what’s even better is that “the flowers bloom white and have the fragrance of snow.” The ancients once compared snow with plum blossoms, saying, “Plum blossoms are three points less white than snow, but snow loses the fragrance of plum blossoms.” Just like pear blossoms, Compared with snow and plum blossoms, pear blossoms are neither as white as snow nor as fragrant as plum blossoms. Li Yu, a writer in the Qing Dynasty, praised: "Snow is the snow in the sky, and pear blossoms are the snow in the world. Those with little snow are fragrant, and pear blossoms are both beautiful." When reading ancient pear blossom poems, you can feel the fragrance wafting from the paper. , cool and pleasant - "The willow color is golden and tender, the pear blossoms are white and fragrant with snow" (Li Bai); "The cold beauty is all over the snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes" (Qiu Wei); "The pink and light fragrance comes from the same family, and the peach and plum trees do not occupy the years. . Chang Si Nan Zheng Qingming Road, drunken sleeves facing the wind and snow. "(Lu You)
"Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon", the pear blossoms under the moon are even more charming. "One tree of pear blossoms and one stream of moon" - under the bright moonlight, with the accompaniment of the gurgling stream, the tree of pear blossoms is as cute as a misty fairy; the pear blossoms fall into the moon, and the moonlight turns into water, which is endless. of tenderness. "The moon melts in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond." - The pear blossoms are in full bloom in the courtyard, and the moonlight is like water; the catkins are rippling by the pond, and the spring breeze is gentle. What a beautiful scene on this beautiful day! "The quiet night is heavy, with floating light and mist, and the cold and melting moon. In the world and in the sky, the rotten silver glow shines brightly." (Qiu Chuji's "Wusu Nian·Lingxu Palace Lihua Ci"); "The clothes are full of clouds and the moon is all over the body, and I walk back lightly. "Flowing dust" - the night is hazy, stars and moon are in the sky, pear blossoms dance lightly in the spring breeze like the moon and clouds, and occasionally petals fall down, as if the moonlight is shining, the moonlight and pear blossoms are completely integrated. What a wonderful state this is! How can it not make people fascinated, delighted and breathtaking!
The best thing is the pear blossom rain. The pear blossoms in the rain are especially charming. Bai Juyi's sentence "The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring" describes Yang Guifei's appearance in tears when she heard about the arrival of Tang Xuanzong's envoy on the fairy mountain. The image is vivid, deliberately subtle, bright and moving, and it can be said to have written about the beauty of the world. The ultimate color. Later generations often compared pear blossoms in the rain to beautiful women weeping, such as the poem "Pear Blossom" by Wang Zhu of the Song Dynasty: "It is dawn in the courtyard, the flowers are blooming with the fragrance of white snow, a branch lightly carries the rain, and the princess's makeup is wet with tears." Wen Zhengming in "Pear Blossom" 》In the poem, there is "Pink marks, white dew and tears in spring". The pear blossoms are sad but not hurt by the rain, but they describe the ultimate beauty of the world. Drop by drop, bit by bit, without the wind, they naturally lead to the circles in the lake in the heart. It is both pity and infatuation of love. When setting up the environment and exaggerating the atmosphere, poets often use pear blossoms to set off a desolate mood and sad mood. For example, in Dai Shulun's poem "Spring Resentment", "The fragrance of the golden duck disappears and the soul is broken, and the spring rain of pear blossoms covers the heavy door." Li Chongyuan of the Song Dynasty has a poem "Remembering the King and His Grandson": "The lush and fragrant grass recalls the king and his grandson, and the soul is broken high in the Liuwai Building. Du Yu's voice is unbearable. Smell. At dusk, the rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed. "The author uses the scene of the rain hitting the pear blossoms at dusk to set off the lonely mentality of a deeply lovesick woman. Zhou Bangyan "makes the night light, and the ground is filled with pear blossoms and snow", using concrete pear blossoms falling on the ground to symbolize "spring is coming". I hate that spring has gone so quickly, leaving only pear blossoms on the ground like snow, which expresses the feeling of resentment. Wang Yuanliang's "Preface to the Orioles' Cry: Passing Over Jinling Again": "All the pear blossoms have fallen, all the poplar flowers have flown away, and the spring has become haggard." Zhou Mi's "Huanxisha" has a word cloud, "The pear clouds are as cold as snow and the clear day", which is a cold word to write about the end of spring. moving. Du Mu's poem: "The pear blossom with leaves alone brings spring." Mei Yaochen's "Su Muzhe·Cao" "The pear blossoms have fallen and spring has come again" uses the pear blossoms to fall away to describe the hasty return of spring in nature, implying that the spring in his career is fading.
Reciting the ancient poems about pear flowers, I feel that my whole body is soaked in the holy fragrance of pear flowers, and my internal organs are in an indescribable wonderful state. It is extremely comfortable.
2. Famous poems about pear blossoms
"Pear Blossoms on the River Bank" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The pear blossoms have longing and leaves, and a tree at the head of the river kills you in anger.
She most resembles a widowed young woman, wearing white makeup and a blue gauze skirt with plain sleeves. "Zuoye Pear Blossom (co-authored with Qiu Wei and Huangfu Ran)" - Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty The grass on the steps is scattered leisurely, lightly following the outside wind.
Huang Ying couldn't do enough and took it into Weiyang Palace. "Zuoye Pear Blossom (with Wang Wei and Huangfu Ran Fu)" - Tang Dynasty Qiu Wei The cold and charming figure is all over the snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes.
The spring breeze is uncertain and flies towards the jade steps. "The Odyssey of the Pear Blossoms of the Forbidden Provinces" - Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty (He Wang Giesishi (a book with Wei characters)) - Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty A clever explanation can make butterflies fly when people laugh.
The spring breeze enters the house, and a few pieces of court clothes fall off. "Zuoye Pear Blossom" - Wu Yuanheng of the Tang Dynasty A clever smile welcomes people, and the fragrance of clear snow is a pity.
The shadow of the butterfly turns in the wind, and the clothes are red when the time comes. "Pear Blossom" - Qian Qi of the Tang Dynasty The beauty is as quiet as the moon in a cage, and the fragrance is cold but not driven by the wind.
The peach blossoms shine on the ground, but are eventually turned red by the laughing demon. "Qingpingle·Pear Blossom" ——Shao ??Hengzhen of Yuan Dynasty The green house is deep and graceful.
The rain is light and quiet at dusk. The door is closed, the east wind springs and the spring grows old.
The fragrance of the Qishu tree is ethereal. A clear branch of snow has just begun to dry.
I felt melancholy in Donglan several times. It is expected that I will fall into a dream with the clouds, and the green quilt will be cold every night.
"Wuxian Nian·Lingxu Palace Pear Blossom Poems" - Yuan Qiu Chuji Spring outings are grand, and it is the time of year and cold food for pear blossoms. The white brocade is fragrant and fragrant, and the jade village flowers are piled in the snow.
The quiet night is dark, the light is floating, and the moon is melting in the cold. On earth and in the sky, the silvery glow shines brightly.
He looks like the real person of Gushe, with graceful appearance and noble spirit. Whoever believes in the myriad changes is not in the same category as all the beauties.
The majestic spirit and pure talent, the immortal talents are outstanding, and it is difficult to distinguish them from the earth. After returning from Yaotai, you can see the cave sky clearly.
"Linjiang Fairy Pear Blossom" ——Liu Bingzhong of Yuan Dynasty The skin of ice and snow has a delicate fragrance, and the moonlight alone leans against the lantern. The gossamer lingers in the smoke ring.
The east wind does not blow away, so it should be protected from the cold. It is not appropriate to add color to quality, and you must know that creation is not frugal.
The apricot blossom is full of talent and withered. Jade Rongchun is lonely, don't look into the rain.
"Pear Blossoms with Red Lips" ——Liu Bingzhong of the Yuan Dynasty At dusk, the dust from socks does not reach Lingbo. The snow is fragrant and the trees are condensed.
Too lazy to rain on the balcony. One water is connected, and the pulse is difficult to describe.
What a shame. It's like complaining to others.
Loneliness is near Jiangzhu. "Water Dragon Song·Ode to Red Pear Blossoms in Autumn" - Wang Yun of the Yuan Dynasty The slender buds store the faint fragrance, and the exquisite pavilion locks in the beauty of the autumn sun.
The immortal root borrows warmth, and it will definitely not wait. The king of Jing will be covered with green. It is free and light, its jade face is pure, and its golden stems are dewy.
The west wind is overwhelming, the dusk rain in the east orchid sky is dotted, and the true concubine sheds tears. Who sent me to comfort you?
There are several swallows on the screen, a branch is fluttering, and the embroidered curtain is thin in the wind. About to wash off makeup quickly, wine in jade bottle, pillow in autumn toad drunkenness.
"Magnolia Blossoms Slowly and Red Pear Blossoms" - Wang Yun of the Yuan Dynasty Love a branch of fragrant snow, a few evening rains, wash away the residue of makeup. Living in seclusion in the empty valley, the beauty is lonely, her tears are pink and the orchids are dry.
The beauty seems to be too elegant and bland, so I asked who will put the great medicine in the beautiful face. Stuffed with rouge, the night is purple, and the butterflies on the edge of the snow are facing the cold.
Romance is far more leisurely. Watching drunkenly and in amazement.
Po Xian was very annoyed by the heat of flowers and melancholy in Donglan. Pouring the spring wine from the jade vase carefully, waiting for the middle of the moon to play the flute and the beautiful clouds of the servant girl.
Blowing away thousands of green peach trees, they all flow into the world with the flowing water. "Good things are coming soon. New pear blossoms bloom in the courtyard" - Wang Yun, Yuan Dynasty.
The warm smoke is emitted late in the day, and the wind and snow are intoxicating. A statue of Yin Yuan washes makeup and looks at it, and the jade flute cracks with laughter.
Leave it to the courtyard late at night to accompany Su'e. "Brahmin Yin's Poem of Red Pear Blossoms in Zhao Xiangzhai" - Zhang Zhihan of the Yuan Dynasty. The ice posture is like a jade bone, and the east wind is willing to change the innocence.
The soft red makeup look is brand new. Fortunately, the fat-adjusting and slimming hands can be applied evenly all over the face.
I came in late to wash my makeup, so I felt a little angry. Musk scented skin.
I am so ashamed that I am ashamed of Haitang Chun. No matter how many fragrant wines there are, who can comfort the dusk?
I just worry about waking up and missing the wise master who cherishes the flowers. The rain on the branches is full of cry marks.
"Magnolia Slowly and Yang Siye Pear Blossom" - Yuan Wu Cheng Whose yard is full of flowers after cold food? There is a swing outside the wall, books are noisy in the wind pipe, and the star is shining at night.
Xiao Ran wakes up the saucy guests alone, and is ashamed of being a delicacy. Bingyu looked at each other and smiled, Huangzhou in March this year.
Dixu sings and dances on the highest floor. The fun is gone.
With the spirit of Bai Xue, the appearance of spring breeze, and the unparalleled heroic travel. If you don't drink wine with flowers, your eyebrows should not cause any worries.
That Xia Guanxi Confucius came to share the drunkenness and fragrance. "The Five Wonders of Hekong Mizhou: Pear Blossoms in Donglan" - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green. When the catkins fly, the city is filled with flowers.
Two trees in the melancholy east column are covered with snow, and life can be seen so clearly. "Pear Blossom" - Lu You, Song Dynasty It's not too late to bloom into spring, and the green poplar fields are the most suitable.
During the expedition to the sencha field of the Western Shogunate, a painting of bienluan was made with broken branches. "Pear Blossom" - Lu You, Song Dynasty.
Chang Si Nan Zheng Qingming Road, drunken sleeves facing the wind and snow. "Pear Blossom" - Lu You, Song Dynasty The Jialing River is as tender as blue, and Fengji Mountain shines like a horse's head.
The welcoming place where willows and pear blossoms are used to welcome guests, I still dream of being in the south of the city. "Ci Yun Jin Zhi Wu Zhang Appreciating Pear Blossoms in Sha Temple" - Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian On the tenth day of spring in Shatou, who will plant it on that day?
The fragrance of the wind has not changed, and the branches are heavy with snow. Look at the flowers and think about the real food. Few people know the taste.
When the frost comes, hundreds of workers will have a rest, and the wine will be indulged. "Ciyun Pear Blossom" - Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian The faces of people in peach blossoms are all red, not as good as natural jade.
Always untainted by the wind and dust, the moon is gently caged against the east wall. "Pear Blossom" - Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty A clever solution can make butterflies fly when people laugh.
When I enter the house in the breeze, a few pieces of new clothes fall off. "Pear Blossoms at the Shasha Temple" - Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty There are thousands of trees behind the Shasha Temple covered with snow, and ten miles in front of Changle Square are fragrant.
I wish you not to let the spring breeze blow away and compete with the snow late at night. 3. Poems about pear blossoms
1. Donglan Pear Blossoms Song Dynasty: Su Shi The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green, and catkins fly all over the city.
A snow plant in the melancholy east column makes life so clear. Translation: The pear blossoms are as white as snow, and the wickers reveal the rich color of spring. The fluttering catkins, carrying pear blossoms like snow, cover the whole city.
My mood is melancholy, just like the pear blossom as white as snow in the East Column, living in the secular world and being pure. I see this complicated secular life so thoroughly and clearly. 2. Ru Meng Ling·The Tao is about pear blossoms, not pear blossoms. Song Dynasty: Yan Rui The Tao is about pear blossoms, not pear blossoms.
Tao is Xinghua but not. White and red, especially the east style.
Zeng Ji, Zeng Ji, a man was slightly drunk in Wuling. Translation: It is said to be a pear blossom, but it is not.
The Tao is not the apricot blossom. The petals are white and red, with a unique and interesting charm.
I remember. I remember.
Wuling fishermen were intoxicated. 3. Zuoye Pear Blossoms, Tang Dynasty: Qiu Wei. Cold and charming, the whole flower is covered with snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes.
The spring breeze is uncertain and flies towards the jade steps. Translation: Pear blossoms are naturally more beautiful than white snow, and their cool appearance is better than that of snowflakes. The fragrance they emit can penetrate into clothes immediately.
Please continue to blow its petals in the spring breeze, hoping that this beautiful flower will fall on the jade steps of the palace hall. 4. Poppy·Spring love only reaches the thin pear blossoms. Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde Spring love only reaches the thin pear blossoms, and the pieces fall off.
Why is the sunset approaching dusk? There are still unawakened souls in the world. The silver paper says goodbye to the dream at that time, and the secret ribbon is the same as the heart.
I am dreaming about Yi Ban, and I want to draw a picture to wake up the truth at night. Translation: The spring scene has come again when the pear blossoms are falling, the sun sets and dusk falls, but I don't know that there are still people in the world who miss each other and can't help themselves.
There was once a deep love and a vow of eternal love. For her sake, I was willing to be the person in my dreams, so I called to her portrait all day long, hoping to impress her with my sincerity and make her come out of the painting to meet me like "Zhenzhen".
5. Bodhisattva Barbarian·The courtyard is full of pear flowers and the fragrant snow is floating. Five Dynasties: Mao Xizhen The courtyard is full of pear flowers and the fragrant snow is floating. The high-rise buildings are quiet at night and the kites are swallowing. The slanting moon shines on the curtains, recalling you and dreaming sparsely.
The shadow of the lamp in the small window is reflected in Yan's voice, which is frightened and sad. The screen covers the broken incense and flies away, walking back to the clouds and mountains.
Translation The pear blossoms in the courtyard are like fragrant white snow. In the quiet night of the high-rise building, the zither pieces under the eaves are whimpering in the wind. The crescent moon shines obliquely on the curtains. The husband I miss has been hard to see in my dreams recently.
The small window reflected the dim shadow of the lamp, and the cry of the swallows between the beams interrupted my sad dreams. The intermittent cigarette smoke beside the screen was flying, as if the traveling clouds I had just dreamed about were floating back home from Wushan. 4. Poems about pear blossoms
Enthusiastic netizens 1. Mandarin ducks sleep in pairs at night, and a pear blossom presses the begonia. (Su Dongpo.)
2. Suddenly a spring breeze comes, Thousands of pear blossoms bloom on thousands of trees. (Cen Shen)
3. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring. (Bai Juyi)
4. The pear blossoms are pale white, the willows are deep green, and catkins fly. The city is full of flowers. (Su Dongpo)
5. The red sleeves are woven and the persimmon stems are praised, and the green flag is selling wine to take advantage of the pear blossoms. (Li Shangyin)
6. Build a pile of pear blossoms and snow, Who will rely on the railing next year? (Du Mu)
7. The sunset is getting dusk through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears. Spring is late in the lonely empty courtyard, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed. (Liu Fangping)
8. Although the old mountains are here, I will spend the late spring in Chang'an. A pear tree and a stream of moon, I wonder who it belongs to tonight? (Anonymous "Miscellaneous Poems")
9. Open the red lips, golden wind and osmanthus seeds, call for residual dreams, and light rain of pear blossoms. ("Jade Butterfly")
10. Xueling Songbian Road, Yuehan Lake Village. Misty pear blossoms enter the dream cloud. Patrol, the small eaves are fragrant and the trees are spring. Jiang Meixin, the green bird crows to people. ("[Nanlu] Golden Character Classic·Meibian" by Xiaoling of Wu Town in the Yuan Dynasty 5. Famous lines containing pear flowers
Poems about pear flowers
1 , Drinking at night in early winter - Du Mu
In Huaiyang, when I am sick, I sometimes seek love, but my sleeves are filled with frost and my candle tray.
Build pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be leaning on the railing next year?
2. Spring resentment - Liu Fangping
The sun sets through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears. It's late in spring in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed.
3. Miscellaneous Poems - Anonymous
Although the old mountains are here, I don’t care, and I will spend the late spring in Chang’an. A pear tree and a stream of moon, I wonder who it belongs to tonight?
4. Pear Blossom - Shi Dazu
Who is the master when the beauty is lonely? Cold food makes me feel a little sad. The former body is as clear as plum blossoms, and the moon lingers slightly in the distant night.
Fragrant butterflies fly along the road. Snow is on the swing. At dusk, I put on plain clothes and closed the door to listen to the rain.
5. Pear Blossoms in Donglan - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green, and catkins fly all over the city. A single snow plant in the melancholy east column makes life so clear!
6. Ru Meng Ling - Yan Rui
The Tao is pear blossom, not pear blossom. The truth is that Xinghua is not. White and red, especially the spring breeze. Zeng Ji. Zeng Ji. People are tipsy in Xinjian.
7. Pear blossoms on the bank of the river - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The pear blossoms have longing and leaves, and a tree at the head of the river kills you in anger. She most resembles a widowed young woman with white makeup and plain sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.
8. Zuoye Pear Blossom - Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Sprinkle the grass on the steps and follow the wind outside. Huang Ying couldn't do enough, so she took it into Weiyang Palace.
9. Zuoye Pear Blossom - Tang Qiuwei
So cool and beautiful that it overwhelms the snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes. The spring breeze is uncertain, blowing towards the jade steps.
10. Giving things to the king - Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty
A clever solution can make butterflies fly when people laugh. The spring breeze blows into the house, and a few pieces of court clothes fall off. 6. Verses describing pear blossoms
There are many verses about pear blossoms in Tang poetry and Song poetry. Examples:
Sending Magistrate Wu back to Beijing
Cen Shen
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, lutes and flutes. Dusk snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and cannot be turned over by the frost. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the road to Tianshan Mountain was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, but there is a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow
Drinking at night in early winter
Du Mu
Huaiyang is sick and I sometimes seek love, and the guest's sleeves are invaded by frost. Candlestick. Build pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be leaning on the railing next year?
Spring Resentment
Liu Fangping
The sun sets through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears. It's late in spring in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed.
Miscellaneous Poems
Anonymous
Although the old mountains are here, I don’t care, and I will spend the late spring in Chang’an. A pear tree and a stream of moon, I wonder who it belongs to tonight?
Fu Lihua
Shi Dazu
Who is the master of the lonely beauty? Cold food makes me feel a little sad. The former body is as clear as plum blossoms, and the moon lingers slightly in the distant night.
Fragrant butterflies fly along the road. Snow is on the swing. At dusk, I put on plain clothes and closed the door to listen to the rain.
Donglan Pear Blossoms
[Song Dynasty. Su Shi]
The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green, and the catkins fly all over the city.
A snow plant in the melancholy east column makes life so clear!
Ru Meng Ling
Yan Rui
The Tao is pear blossom, not pear blossom.
Tao is Xinghua but not.
White and red,
are spring (Eastern) style in particular.
Zeng Ji.
Zeng Ji.
A man was slightly drunk in Xinjian (Wuling).
The Song of Everlasting Sorrow (the poem contains "A branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring")
Author: Bai Juyi
The emperor of the Han Dynasty paid great attention to beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, and he couldn't find it for many years. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.
It’s hard to give up on natural beauty. Once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.
In the cold spring, bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away the fat. The waiter helped her weakly, and it was the beginning of her new grace.
The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the sun is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early.
There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and he spends all his time traveling from spring to night. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love her.
The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is drunk and spring after the banquet. Sisters and brothers are all from the earth, poor and glorious.
This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as boys but as girls.
From the heights of Li Palace, blue clouds can be seen, and fairy music can be heard everywhere. Slow singing, slow dancing, silk and bamboo, the king can't see enough of it all day long.
The Yuyang Gong came with the instigation of the earth, shocking the song of colorful clothes and feathers. Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuzhong City Tower, and thousands of horses traveled southwest.
The green flowers wavered and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.
The Sixth Army had nothing to do but turned around and died in front of the horse.
The flowers are left to the ground but no one can collect them, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads. The king hid his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw the blood and tears flowing.
The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind, and the clouds linger in the sword pavilion. There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dim and the sun is thin.
The water of the Shu River is green and the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with him day and night. Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rainy night.
The sky spins and the sun turns back to Long Yu. I hesitate and cannot go. In the mud at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan Kong died.
The monarch and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes, and looked eastward to the capital to return home. When I return, the ponds and gardens are all still the same, with lots of liquid and lotus but little willow.
Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears about this. The spring breeze brings peach and plum blossoms into bloom at night, and the autumn rain brings the sycamore leaves falling.
There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away. The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old.
The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been exhausted before they fall asleep. The night is long and the bells and drums are beginning, and the stars are about to dawn.
The mandarin duck tiles are heavy with frost, and the emerald quilt is cold. After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep.
Linqiong Taoist priests from Hongdu can reach the soul with their sincerity. In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently.
Empty and control the energy, it rushes like lightning, ascending to heaven and earth to seek for all. The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, and both places are nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void. The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, among which there are many fairies.
There is a character in the book who is too real and has a snow-skinned and colorful appearance. Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the golden palace, and teach Xiaoyu to report a double success.
Smell the emperor's envoy of the Han family, the dream in Jiuhua tent is frightened. I pick up clothes and push pillows, and wander back and forth, and the silver screen of beads and foil spreads out.
The hair on the temples is half fresh and sleeping, and the flower crown is not neat when I come out of the hall. The wind blows and the fairy's mantle is fluttering and lifted up, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers.
The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
Looking at the king with affection, his voice and appearance are blurry. Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon are long in Penglai Palace.
Turning back and looking down at the world, I could not see Chang'an but the dust and mist. Only the old things show deep affection, and the rhinestone alloy hairpin is sent to the future.
Leave one strand of the hairpin to form a fan, break the gold hairpin into two halves. But the teaching heart is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
I sent my farewell message again with sincerity, in which I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.
In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a twig. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. 7. Poems about pear blossoms
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The incense carriages on the oil wall no longer meet, and the gorge clouds leave no trace of the west and east.
The moon is melting in the pear flower courtyard, and the catkins pond is lightly blown by the wind.
After a few days of loneliness and drinking, I was desolate and stopped smoking.
Why do you want to send the fish book? The water is far away and the mountains have the same strengths.
Cold Food Calligraphy by Zhao Ding
In the lonely Chaimen village, they also teach planting willows to commemorate the past.
Smoking was banned in the Cantonese country, and Pang’s hometown was also brought to the tomb.
There is no wheat rice in the Han Dynasty's Tang Tomb, and there are pear blossoms on the mountain streams and wild paths.
A bottle of wine is lying on the moss. Don’t worry about the dusk music played at the top of the city. 8. Poems about "pear blossoms"
Xu Xuan Hanlin Tourist met Yu Mingri on the way to the hospital on Qingming Day... Because I sent you a message, the elms and willows bloomed with new flames, and the pear blossoms sprouted old branches. In the city, Gui was in charge of Cao Si. I examine the sesame and mud alone, and pity the white horse from afar. The forbidden forest also sees grass, and the smell is familiar to both.
Qi Ji, I send my friends to you on the day of cold food. I chase cold food through thousands of wells, but I can’t open my free door alone. The pear blossoms should be folded, and the catkins will fly. In my dream, I dreamed of the fairy island, chanting and chanting around the moss. The floating life has been realized, and the seasons are urging each other.
Three Poems of Qin Meng by Shen Yazhi·Enabling the Princess Weeping and burying a branch of red, life is the same and death is different. Golden diamonds fall on the fragrant grass, and the spring breeze is full of fragrant embroidery. The place where I heard the flute in the old days, the tall building was in the middle of the month. It's a cold night for pear blossoms, and the Cuiwei Palace is deeply closed.
Bai Juyi "Han Shi Ye Wang Yin" Outside the Guo Gate of Qiu Xu, who is crying for "Han Shi". Paper money flies in the wind in the wilderness, and the ancient tombs are covered with green spring grass. Tangli flowers reflect the poplar trees, which is a place where life and death are separated. The lonely heavy spring cannot be heard, and the rain people return to the tomb.
Wu Yuanheng sent Tian San Duan Gong back to Ezhou. I fell in love with Cangzhou all the way, and persuaded the pear blossoms to grow old after drinking. Nanmo sees him off with his car and rides together, and Dongcheng complains about farewell and orchestral music. The people in the green oil curtain are like jade, and the moon is hooked in the middle of the Yellow Crane Tower. When you go to Yu Gong, you should ask me. My heart is filled with the great river flowing thousands of miles away.
Bai Juyi's Spring View in Hangzhou The Wanghai Tower shines brightly in the morning glow, and the embankment protecting the river is covered with clear sand. The sound of waves fills the enlisted member's temple at night, and the willow color spring hides in Su Xiaojia's house. The red sleeves and weaving damask praise the persimmon stems, and the green flag sells wine while enjoying the pear blossoms. Who opens the southwest road of Husi? The grass is green and the waist of the skirt is sloping.
Du Mu came to Nanting alone in the late spring to send Zhang Hu. The warm clouds were like pink grass and grass, and I walked alone on the long embankment without seeing anyone. One ridge is covered with peach blossoms and red brocade, and half the stream is green and new. The tall branches and hundreds of tongues still deceive the birds, and the pear blossoms with leaves alone bring spring.
Zhong Wei wanted to know where he was, so he chanted bitterly and brushed the dust of poetry under the forest.
Zhao Gu, looking eastward, sees the Chu River lying in front of the thatched cottage, and Yangliu Island carries wine boats to the west. I can't see the pear blossoms twice, and I shed tears every time I eat cold food. The setting sun reflects the temple on the mountain, and the river is full of gentle green and full of wind and moon. An old friend from the same county climbed to the top of the laurel trees and chanted poems to the lonely sky.
Cui Lu Spring is coming. The hundred and fifteenth day is about to come again, and the pear and plum blossoms are in bloom. Pedestrians laugh to themselves and never return, and the thin horse sings alone, which is really sad. Apricot cheese will gradually become fragrant to neighbor's porridge, and elm smoke will turn into old hearth ashes. Painting the bridge in the warm spring night with clear songs, I am willing to believe that there will be nine sad days.
Cao Tang, Chang'an guest house recounts the old banquet in Shaoling, and sends five poems to Xiao Shijun of Yongzhou. I don't know where to go, but they fly over, and I have received the solemn kindness of the wise prince in vain. Five nights of clear singing knocked down the jade trees, and three years of drinking water knocked down the golden statue. Recruitment always feels that Pisces is there, and repayment is empty knowing that a sword exists. The city was full of pear blossoms and the moon was full. At that time, Chang was drunk at the Xinling Gate.
Laihu, Cold Food Mountain Pavilion Letters. Holding a cup alone in the mountain pavilion, I hate the fluttering flowers every season. The grass on the steps is covered with green rain, and the pear blossoms on the ground are covered with wind. The soul of Shu cries about the loneliness of spring, and the soul of Chu cries about the hazy moon behind it. I clearly remember the dream of returning home, the lake in front of Xu Ru's house is east of the lake 9. About "Poetry of Pear Blossoms"
Suddenly, as if a spring breeze came overnight, thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on the trees
Mandarin ducks were lining the quilt Two nights, a pear tree weighs on the begonia
The pear blossoms in Luoyang fall like snow, and the grass by the river is as thin as grass
Xuanzhi Hanshi pays tribute to the mausoleum, and the pear blossoms bloom everywhere on the Yi Road
Sometimes you can see them wildly following catkins, but where can you find them dancing into pear blossoms?
The red sleeves and weaving damask praise the persimmon stems, and the green flag sells wine while the pear blossoms are blooming.
How can a peerless beauty be lonely? The plum blossoms fall before the pear blossoms bloom.
Farewell to Luoyang, the pear blossoms are new, and the yellow birds fly to meet old friends.
The willow catkins are still floating in the garden and it is snowing, and the pear blossoms are filled with dreamy clouds.
If you don’t chase the King of Qin, he will roll up the elephant bed, and the whole building will be filled with bright moon and white pear blossoms.
I’ll see you in the pear garden tomorrow, and first I need to get the family song.
As soon as the sun shines on the lamp, the rain hits the pear blossoms and closes the door.
Spring is coming to an end in the pink pavilion with hanging curtains, and the pear blossoms are growing longer behind the door.
Seeing the chrysanthemums weeping during the Double Ninth Festival, holding the pear blossoms in my hand to eat my heart.
When the poor boy held his hand, the yellow birds flew in pairs and the pear blossoms turned white.
The color of the grass on the invading steps is caught by the morning rain, and the pear blossoms on the ground are caught by the morning breeze.
The east wind is full of pear blossoms, leaving only the piano in the restaurant.
The poplar leaves hang down with gold, and the pear blossoms enter the well.
Hemerocallis has several leaves, and pear blossoms are all over the branches.
The willows are reflected in the green mountains, and the pear blossoms hide in the evening birds.
Shangji Lihua Village, smell the faint fragrance.