2、? Lingyang, from Shandong, strolled under the fragrant osmanthus tree.
3、? In the middle of the month, laurel trees fall and fragrant clouds float outside.
4、? A faint carved column, osmanthus blossoms.
5、? There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
6、? Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower
7、? Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion.
8、? Clear dew and cold soak the shadow of the silver rabbit, and the west wind falls on the osmanthus branches.
9、? It's not a human species, it's moved from the moon, a little colder and a little more fragrant, and it's blown all over the mountain.
10、? When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the mountains are empty, the birds are surprised when the moon is out, and the spring is ringing.
1 1、? Everything seeks prosperity and decline, so old people don't come to the temple to become silk. If you want to know where the old people are, say there is cassia twig in the mountains.
12、? The trees in Tiantailing and the ground in front of Simatang are not born in the bright moon, but taught in mountains rather than dust.
13、? The sky sent the secluded flowers to bloom twice, and at dusk the Brahmins let them wander here, instead of teaching the lay man to lie on the Zen couch, calling out the West Chamber to watch together.
14、? Without planting the Silver Palace, the Jade Palace is secluded, with branches full of infinite months and flowers full of natural autumn. A chivalrous man is a horse, and a fairy leaf is a boat. May you be a Taoist, climb high and stay long.
15、? Ni Zan's "Osmanthus fragrans" leaves osmanthus fragrans in the evening, Qiu Guang's shade is light, the decadent wind is still falling, the night of flying is still early, the jade rope is low and the moon is short, the golden duck stops smelling, and suddenly misses his hometown, so he returns to his dream.
16、? In front of the hall, there are double laurel trees, green flowers splashed by clouds, old gold and soft flowers, and love is everywhere. As soon as the autumn wind opened, Tianxiang blew away the pavilions, but was laughed at by the flower god. Mr. Wang may not be able to come.
17、? Early in the morning, the curtains rolled up to clear the frost, and I tried plum makeup, all because of my hatred. Therefore, painting, long-distance love, lingering, reluctant to go, it is easy to get hurt, first draw a song, laugh it off, is the most heartbreaking.
18、? People are planting peaches and plums in Jinzhangmen, climbing shortcuts, the spring breeze is cool, and the glory under the frost does not last long. Knowing the south mountain laurel, the green leaves hang down, and the shade can also be entrusted. Why not cherish the tree garden?
19、? The group of children swam the mountain, the mountain was cold and sweet-scented osmanthus was white, the green branches contained plain calyx, and they were picked from the guests, and suddenly the poetry in the rock was abandoned and the stone was fragrant. Don't thank Dong Tangce, just enjoy the famous mountain period and enjoy the seclusion from the monarch.
20、? Yesterday, my children and I went to Yun Guan and visited rocks and flowers. The moss was covered with deep gold cloth, and the water sank and steamed through the millet pile. I sent autumn colors to the north courtyard of the poem for my dinner at the west window, and the small flowers had to be folded out of the flowers so as not to break the blue ball.
2 1、? The moon lacks frost and is thick. This flower belongs to Gui Tangxian. On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches in the toad cave were empty, recalling the past years. The monk who broke the mountain pitied Geng Jie, and the girl who practiced skirt creek fought Qing Yan. I hope the public can pick and wear elegant flowers, and don't send them to the lonely Laos.
22、? The moon is short of frost, and some flowers belong to Yutangxian. On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches of Toad Cave recalled the past, and the mountains were still in pity for Geng Jie, while the skirts were flowing for beauty. I hope the public can pick and embroider beautiful flowers, and don't let me be left alone by the old stream.