Famous poems and sayings describing azalea

Plant green azalea in new tombs [Song Dynasty] Mei Yaochen The cuckoo crows every year, and the branches are dripping with red. Today, the blood of Chang Hong turns into green at the age of three. Because it was moved next to the new tomb, the color shines like pines and cypresses.

Yingshan Hongman [Song Dynasty] Yuan Jiang In front of the Guyu wind, the famous flowers stand alone in the beautiful scenery. The beauty of the country is revealed, the quality is first, and the spring work is accomplished. Luo drapery protects the sun and is wrinkled with gold and mud. Yingxia's cheeks move and sandalwood marks slip away. I always remember that in the sky, Yaochi and Langyuan once existed. Thousands of twists and turns, ruby ??ridges and stems, I am just worried that the morning clouds will not last long. The beard is folded, the embroidered bag is left to wear, and the fine bees are sniffed frequently. The beautiful woman bows to her charming face again, gathers a red scarf, and holds a golden cup of wine. May you live a thousand lives. May you live long and have the fragrance of heaven on your sleeves.

Azalea [Song Dynasty] Yuan Fu There are countless mountain flowers smiling at the spring breeze, and the sight of the water is completely different. The flavor is short when called Yingshan, but it seems to be just Yingxi red.

Drunk Taoyuan/Ruan Langgui [Song Dynasty] Zhao Shixia The azalea blooms in azalea. Shaoguang feels strong. The water flows from red to purple to east and west. The green manure of spring is gone. Idle butterflies, lazy bees. Get rid of the heavy shadows of flowers. Asking spring what happened is not easy. Sad and stormy.

Five Poems on the Fields after the Rain [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli It is the time when the mountain flowers are most in bloom, thick and light. Azalea and Zhaoting purple are used to hug passers-by and give them a branch.

White Rhododendron [Song Dynasty] Yang Gongyuan has always only talked about azalea, and imagined lead flowers to seize the chemical industry. It's because the cuckoo can't fly, so it doesn't cry and stain the bushes with blood.

Beautiful sentences describing azalea

Traveling alone thousands of miles away, lying high in the west. The mountain moon is close to the window, and the Tianhe River enters the house low. The fragrant spring is flat and green, and the child cries in the clear night. The floating guest is empty and listens, and the praising city hears Shuji.

Spring is here, azaleas are blooming, and the clusters of red and purple are brightening the emerald spring, invigorating the light under the warm sun. The red is as bright as a rose, the purple is noble and deep, and the yellow is as bright as the sun. The brocade clusters are emitting flames, and under the sun, they are soaked with clouds. The holy and warm flowers embrace the thoughts of heroic spirits, weep and sing the souls of mountains and rivers, and spread the ordinary life and extraordinary feelings in the east wind.

Traveling thousands of miles away alone, lying high in the west. The mountain moon is close to the window, and the Tianhe River enters the house low.

As soon as I came to the grass, I smelled the refreshing fragrance, and I hurriedly ran towards the azalea. Wow! There are so many azalea flowers, there are hundreds on one tree alone. Some of the flowers are fiery red, some are elegant pink, and some are as white as snow... they contrast with each other, like a gorgeous and colorful picture.

There are towering trees in thousands of valleys, and cuckoos ring in thousands of mountains. It rained all night in the mountains, and there were hundreds of springs under the trees.

How is the green mud coiling around the rocky mountains? Mon went to the Lijing Well and raised his head and breathed, and he sat with his hands on his back and sighed. I asked you when will you return to your journey to the west? I am afraid that the journey will be steep and the rocks will be inaccessible. But I saw mourning birds calling old trees, and male and female flying around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night and worrying about the empty mountains. The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the blue sky, which makes people listen to this withered beauty!

Yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around the house. In the meantime, I heard something at dawn and dusk, cuckoos singing and blood apes wailing.

What I regret most is that the azaleas are blooming and the spring breeze blows them away.

There is a garden full of red and drunken flowers, with clusters of silk flowers growing on the ground. The soul of Shu has not returned to shed blood, so it should only be shed in this cluster.

But I saw the mourning bird calling the ancient trees, and the male flying and the female flying around the forest. I also heard Zigui crying about the moon at night and worrying about the empty mountains.

When winter is over and spring comes, first the mountains are covered with azaleas that attract people’s attention. They are red, white, and pink, and they dress up the entire mountains. Like a bride to be married, while rushing to rest, small groups of half-grown children, with their little tails still stumbling on the walk, go deep into the mountains in search of the unique delicacies of spring.

There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The mountain slopes of the moon are covered with rhododendrons, their fragrant buds blooming in bright purple and red, competing with the wild flowers on the mountain, forming a sea of ??flowers where a hundred flowers bloom and azaleas compete with each other. Due to this year's warm winter weather, the azaleas have welcomed spring ahead of schedule. Especially during the rainy spring nights in the first few months, the azaleas have been blooming.

A garden is filled with red and drunken flowers, and there are clusters of silk flowers on the ground.

When you reach the foot of the mountain, what you can see are azaleas all over the mountains and plains. There are red, water-red, white and yellow flowers all over the hills. They are really colorful. , pleasing to the eye. The gorgeous flowers are more beautiful than the others. People are exclaiming and vying to see them. In order to capture this beautiful moment, our cameras are frequently raised and the flashes are intertwined.

Incense lamps accompany residual dreams, and the Kingdom of Chu is at the end of the world. The moon sets and the child rests, and the apricot blossoms fill the mountains.

What remains fresh in my memory is that spring has arrived, and the azaleas blooming all over the mountains and plains have made the villagers’ hearts flutter with spring. We went to pick azaleas all over the mountains and fields, including light pink, rose, white, and bright red. The most amazing thing is that the stamens of the bright red azalea are sweet, and we often greedily suck the sweetness and fragrance of the stamens.

Mountain pomegranate is also known as mountain azalea and rhododendron.

Spring is here, and I go to the mountains with my friends to pick azaleas. I like the azalea on the green mountains, the small pond in the village, and the large tracts of rapeseed flowers. It is a painting, although there are only a few frames, but it also carries Chun's gentle smile.

Zigui birds were heard in Shu, and azaleas were seen in Xuancheng. One cry, one ileum, one break, three springs and three months of memories of Sanba.

Yellow reeds and bitter bamboos grow around the house. In the meantime, I heard something at dawn and dusk, cuckoos singing and blood apes wailing. On a spring river with flowers facing the autumn moonlight, I often drink wine alone while drinking.

How is the green mud coiling around the rocky mountains? Mon went to the Lijing Well and raised his head and breathed, and he sat with his hands on his back and sighed.

Zigui birds were heard in Shu, and azaleas were seen in Xuancheng.

Mountain pomegranate is also known as mountain azalea and rhododendron. The flowers flutter when the cuckoo crows. The cuckoo comes in March in Jiujiang, and every branch blooms with a sound.

Every spring in May, rhododendrons bloom all over the mountains and plains, in various shapes and colors. Some of them are as red as fire, strong and tall; some are white and elegant, with unique character. The trees are full of flowers, and the trees are like fire. Whenever you wander into the sea of ??flowers, you will feel that flowers and people are inseparable, and people and flowers are inseparable. The spring roots hugging the rocks are full of spring, and even the stamens are full of spring.

Azalea is not as precious as peony, not as elegant as lotus, and not as delicate as narcissus. Her life is ordinary in the mountains and fields, and she will never be deliberately noticed by others, but she will not be less brilliant because no one appreciates it, nor will she be sad because of the cold wind and night rain. Her splendor is only brilliant for the life of spring. Her withering is just waiting for another east wind and silence. Isn’t this indifferent, calm, elegant and magnanimous state of mind what we want to learn?

The cypresses on the leaning mountain are roaring in the wind and rain, and the rope hanging from the foot of the spring is green.

Every year when spring returns to the earth and everything revives, rhododendrons will bloom with gorgeous and dazzling flowers on the hillsides, under the rocks, among the mountains, and in the bushes along the paths.

The flowers flutter when the cuckoo crows. The cuckoo comes in March in Jiujiang, and every branch blooms with a sound.

There are towering trees in thousands of valleys, and cuckoos ring in thousands of mountains.

The mountain color is empty, and the most dazzling thing at this time is azalea. They are dotted with the entire mountain, a clump here, a clump there, clusters of clouds and rosy clouds among the green mountains and green trees, making the whole mountain look beautiful. Ethereal, subtle and passionate, it has attracted many tourists to climb mountains and pick it up.

If the Shu soul does not return to the blood, it should only be shed in this cluster.

One after another, and when the cold food is opened. Whoever's house can't help but have fire will always have flowers blooming here.

There are fifty strings of brocade strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

Whoever’s home can’t help but have a fire will always have their flowers blooming here.

Incense lamps accompany residual dreams, and Chu is at the end of the world.

The water of Blue Creek hates living people, and I will hate the stream for thousands of years.

The cypresses on the leaning mountain are roaring in the wind and rain, and the rope hanging from the foot of the spring is green. The white house in the cold village is in memory of the delicate baby, and the intestinal grass is hanging on the stone slab of the ancient terrace.

In the rainy night, the head of the mountain eats wild rice, the cuckoo bleeds in the mouth and the old man sheds tears.

The fiery red azalea makes the entire tranquil forest open to the fullest. Clusters of azaleas surged along my path. There are also some unknown mountain flowers, ranging from red to purple. As you walk past, the flower clusters spread out all the way.

Beside the stream, the brilliant azaleas are everywhere.

The boundless and dense flowers are so red that they are passionate and tragic, like the cuckoo that cries blood, and like the wedding clothes of a young woman leaving the pavilion. They cover the entire earth, as if they want to spread the redness of that place to the horizon. .

In the rainy night, the head of the mountain eats wild rice, the cuckoo bleeds in the mouth and the old man sheds tears. The water of the blue stream hates living people, and I hate the stream after a thousand years of death.

It rains all night in the mountains, and there are hundreds of springs under the trees.

Although azalea does not have an alluring aroma, it is ornamental and can be used as medicine. She looked very dazzling in her red dress. Some petals are fully unfolded, and the buds are gradually exposed; some are in buds; some only unfold two or three petals; like a graceful young lady, no wonder people call her "Beauty among the Flowers". A pot of rhododendron looks like a burning flame from a distance.

One cry, one ileum, one break, three springs and three months, remembering Sanba.

As the moon sets and the sun comes to rest, the apricot blossoms fill the mountains.

I asked you when will you return to the westward journey? I am afraid that the journey will be steep and the rocks will be inaccessible.

The fragrant spring is flat and green, and the child cries in the clear night. The floating guest is empty and listens, and the praising city hears Shuji.

The white house in the cold village is dedicated to the baby, and the intestines are hanging on the stone slabs of the ancient terrace.

In April, before the greenery shows on the branches, azaleas will appear like fairies descending from the earth, standing all over the hillside, dancing to the rhythm of the spring breeze, graceful and extremely beautiful. If you are a girl in the flower season and see these beautiful flowers, I believe you will feel a little jealous quietly in your heart. If you are an unmarried man, I believe you will be salivating and want to take one back home as your wife. Spring is so beautiful.

On a spring river with flowers and an autumn moonlit night, I often drink wine alone.

When I came to the mountainside, my eyes suddenly lit up. A mountain red plant was blooming on the mountainside with a smile. As we walked over, the wind picked up again, and the pink flowers on the tree trembled in the rain, looking like a shy girl. It touched the softness in my heart and trembled with it.

One after another, and when the cold food is opened.