1. Ancient poems praising stones

1.

"Ode of Lime"

Thousands of hammers carved out the mountains, and the fire burned them. Take it easy.

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

2.

"Taihu Stone" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Smoky green in three autumn colors, with eternal traces of waves;

Cut into pieces of sapphire , cut off Biyun root.

The wind flows through the cave, and the moss protects the cave door;

The three peaks are small in size and should be the grandson of Huashan.

3.

Self-painted stone by Cao Xueqin

I love this punch of stone, exquisite and natural.

The origin should be traced back to ancient times. When did it fall into the world?

If you have the ambition to return to perfection, you have no talent to mend the sky.

Don’t ask for rewards from the public, just be a naughty fairy.

4.

Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty "Inscribed on the Small Stone of the Newly Designated Basongyuan"

The raindrops shattered the beads, and the moss grew purple and green.

Let’s look at Xiaosan Peak when we arrive at Guguan. 2. Poems that use pines and cypresses to praise noble character

Ancient poems describing pines and cypresses are like bamboo buds, like pine luxuriant

Bud: lush.

"The Book of Songs" ·Xiaoya·Sigan"

The vegetation dies in autumn, but the pines and cypresses remain alone

"Shuoyuan·Tancong" by Liu Xiang of the Han Dynasty

The long pines fall, Flowers and trees are misty

Luoluo: a superb and extraordinary appearance. Flowers: grass.

"Ode to Shouyang Mountain" by Du Du of the Han Dynasty

Isn't it possible to suffer from Ninghan? , pines and cypresses have their own nature

Encounter: encounter.

"Gift to Congdi" by Liu Zhen of the Han Dynasty

The pines at the bottom of the stream are gloomy, and the seedlings on the mountain are separated from each other. A stem of an inch in diameter can shade this hundred-foot strip

Yuyu: a lush appearance. Lili: a lush appearance. Miao: refers to a sapling. Diameter: diameter. Stem: tree. Shade: shelter. Hundred feet Tiao: refers to a tall pine tree.

"Eight Ode to History" by Zuo Si of Jin Dynasty

Even if no one in the forest realizes it, a single tree with many people is strange

Lian Lin : There are many trees forming a forest. Single tree: Refers to the independent green pine.

"Drinking·Twenty Poems" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty

The grass of Chaohua is scattered in Jiedan; the pines and cypresses Luxurious, unfading in the middle of winter

Chao: morning. Hua: blooming. Jiedan: refers to dawn. Midwinter: severe winter.

Liang Xiaoyi of the Southern Dynasties "Jinlouzi·Jiezi Pian"

Pines and cypresses are lonely and upright, and it is difficult for them to be beautiful like peaches and plums. 3. Poems praising leaves

When the peach is young, its leaves are pure.

-Book of Songs The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. -Fan Chengda I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

- He Zhizhang The willow leaves are singing and the green is dark, and the lotus flowers are red in the setting sun. -Wang Anshi The lotus leaf skirt has been cut, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face.

-Wang Changling The lotus is still sad and hot at dusk: its lower surface is hidden deep in the green umbrella. - Yang Wanli The rice flowers and rhombus leaves are full of flowing waves, and the autumn colors are like the sunset.

-Zhao Zhixin In early autumn, the leaves fall, and they drift like the hearts of guests. Under the Xiaoxiaoqiu forest, a leaf suddenly leaves.

The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, it is not spring. On the leaves of Xiaoshutong, the moon is white and the dew has just begun.

The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in autumn. This is the middle and ancient times. There are also authors: Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Xu Zaisi Works: Water Fairy·Ye Yu Contents: The sound of Wuye leaves and the sound of autumn, A little bit of banana and a little sadness, After the third watch, I return to my dream.

After the lights have gone down and the chess pieces have not been collected, I sigh that the people in Xinfeng Gutuan are left behind. The worries of the two elders in Jiangnan are all in their hearts after ten years of sleeping together.

Era: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Yang Wanli Works: Xiaochu Jingci Farewell to Lin Zifang Content: After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

Era: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Wu Wenying Work: Gaoyangyang Content: Carving marks on the palace powder, falling shadows of fairy clouds, deserted bay with no people and wild water. The incense is buried in the west stone, and the collarbone is connected with the golden sand.

Nanlou does not hate playing the transverse flute, but hates the dawn wind thousands of miles away from the mountains. Half drifting, dusk in the court, the moon is cold and dry.

Shouyang Kongli Chouluan asked who mixed the chalcedony to secretly mend fragrant scars? The drizzle returns, and the solitary mountain is infinitely cold in spring. It's hard to find a clear soul after leaving the soul. Dream silk clothes are found by the stream.

The most melancholy, the singing birds are clear and the bottoms of the leaves are clear and round. Era: Southern Song Dynasty Author: Jiang Kui Works: Miscellaneous Odes of Residence on the Lake Content: The garden wall is curved with willows, and the people are quiet, and a light can be seen in the sky.

The lotus leaves are fragrant like clouds, and the boat is swaying into Xiling. Poems describing leaves: I smelled a pond, but I was still dreaming about it.

Panhegong is similar to Cai, and Yongdou is more sensitive than Cao. Zhuang Die talks about mysteries, and Luo Qinzao thinks high.

The swords and spears formed a formation, and the brave tiger gave way to Wen Tao. The colorful dragon and phoenix neck have a unique power and fashionable appearance.

The gods responded from thousands of miles away, and Hua Gun gave a word of praise. Li Guangliu flew arrows, and Wang Xiang got the sword.

It is said that he was riding a horse and was a member of the Imperial Academy. Distinguishing Ying □ is detached, and the edge of the words is not enough.

The diamond cone penetrates the jade, and the iron sword blows its hair. I have been with you for a long time, and I miss you so much.

I recently paid for the new music record, but I still send my story. Age follows the phoenix, and the square pot crosses the ao.

I borrowed the ginkgo leaves and gave me the golden grapes. The ice well distributes precious fruits, and the golden vase stores the royal wine.

There is a rule of thumb when it comes to picking up jade cheaply. The wheat paper is covered with red dots, and the orchid lamp is bright and bright.

It is not easy to speak on my behalf, and it is tiring to carry out the imperial edict. Magpies roost together around the moon, and the wind is as startling as a mastiff at night.

Officials announced that the lock deed had been opened, and the gods shook the bells and ribbons. It's hard to repay a bad situation, and you should be careful if you worry too much.

The offending face is sincere, and the open mouth is afraid of tyranny. Even if you wear a favor with a ribbon, you will still wear a robe when you are poor.

Many guests and relatives decline, but recommendations must be made by heroes. Let's have a cup and plate meeting, and wander around the temple at leisure.

There is a forest of apricots in Gion Garden and thousands of peach trees in Fairy Cave. The waves in the sea are reduced, and the calamity in Kunming is boiling.

If you don’t accompany you to climb the crane, you will be buried in the dark. Tears of pain flowed across the river, and voices of injustice echoed across the sea.

Still looking at the favor and edict, I have dreamed of being in the palace of longevity. Re-create the Tianbao and hold the giant pole in a new way.

I still feel sorry for the bad hairpins and shoes, but I still value the old jingye. Looking north makes my heart feel bitter, looking back to the west makes me feel scratched.

It is difficult for Jiuxiao to survive, and the two Zhejiang provinces can only accommodate a boat. The shadows of cold bamboo windows at dusk fade into the ancient Yangjun Hao.

The fish and shrimp market is in the orange market, and the cranes and storks are in Tinggao. The rotten blade is no longer fighting, and the good bow is in vain.

If you bend and destroy the tiger in the early days, you will cultivate the basil. The fishing boat should be a solitary boat, and the building boat should be called ten thousand boats.

Appropriate materials according to their uses, but never learn to talk. Poems with leaves: Orchid leaves are lush in spring, Osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn.

It is a festive season to be happy with this business. 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 true nature, so why ask for beauty? ___Zhang Jiuling> The Book of Songs Gourd Leaves Banners and Gourd Leaves, pick them and prosper. If a gentleman has wine, he will taste it. If you have a rabbit's head, you can burn it with a cannon. If a gentleman has wine, he can offer it with his words.

If there is a rabbit's head, burn it. If a gentleman has wine, drink it with your words. If there is a rabbit with a head, it will be burned with a cannon; if a gentleman has wine, he will reward him with words.

The Book of Songs: There are bitter leaves on the stalks. There are bitter leaves on the stalks, and the benefits are profound. Deep is severe, shallow is exposed.

There are rivers and lakes flowing, and there are pheasants and pheasants singing. The rails are not wet when the economy is full, and the pheasants cry in search of their mates.

The geese are singing and the sun is rising. If a scholar returns to his wife, the ice has not yet melted.

Recruiting boats, people are involved. Whether a person is involved or not, he must be my friend.

Early Autumn Guest House Du Mu The wind blows a leaf, and everything is startled by autumn. I shed tears alone at night in a foreign country, and worry about my guests every year.

Where do we end up leaving? How long will it last? Not as good as the old man from Fenxi, he is free and free. Fallen Leaves by Kong Shaoan The fallen leaves are startling in early autumn, and they drift like a guest's heart.

Fanfei refused to come down, but he still said he cherished his old forest. He Du Lu Shi Titled Red Leaves Bai Juyi On the first day of October in Hanshan, the frost leaves are new for a while.

It seems to be burning but not due to fire, like a flower that does not wait for spring. There are rows of crimson tents, and red scarves are cut in disorder.

When Xie Zhanyu looked at it, there were only two people in front of the wind. A Fallen Leaf - Bai Juyi The heat and depression have not subsided, but the coolness has already arisen.

Cold and temperature, as well as the rise and fall, are related to the exterior and interior. Under the Xiaoxiaoqiu forest, a leaf suddenly leaves.

Don’t say it’s falling, it’s starting from now on. Facing the Red Leaves in Drunkness Bai Juyi The autumn trees stand in the wind, and people have been drinking for a long time.

The drunken appearance is like frost leaves, although they are red, they are not spring. Sophora japonica leaves are washed coldly by Du Fu. The tall and green locust leaves are harvested and handed over to the Chinese chef.

New noodles are coming to the market, and they are both juicy and juicy. Entering the capital is too mature, and you have no desire to add food.

The green and fresh vegetables are all shining on the chopsticks, and the fragrant rice and bracts are included. The teeth of the meridian are as cold as snow, so I urge people to cast this bead.

I am willing to follow the golden dragon and the golden sword, and walk with the brocade and Tusu. The road is far away and the thought is afraid of mud, but the excitement is deep and will never change.

The celery is small, but the algae are only bright. In the dew-cold palace thousands of miles away, a jade pot of pure ice is opened.

The king enjoys the cool night, so this flavor is also needed. On a moonlit night, cold dew appears on the leaves of the sycamore tree.

The drops of bitumen are full of light, and the colors are bright and cold. The wind shakes the jade pendant, and the branches move with pity.

The air is cold and I am suspicious of the autumn evening, and the sound is faint and it is late at night. The congealed sky flows all over the place, and the moistening things are pure and suitable for viewing.

Don’t be tired of looking at the tiredness, it will be even harder to gather Xi. One leaf falls by Li Cunzhen One leaf falls, and the leaves are wiped with pearls and foil.

At this time, the scenery was desolate. The moonlight in the painting building is cold, and the west wind blows the curtain.

Blowing the curtain, thinking about the past. Lotus leaf by Li Qunyu The root is jade in the mud, and the heart is full of dew.

Plant in Juntang and bury Ren Chunpu. Liuzhou's banyan leaves have all fallen in February. Liu Zongyuan's thoughts on official affairs are desolate, half-spring turns like autumn.

After the rain in the mountain city, all the flowers are gone, and the banyan leaves fill the courtyard with the cries of orioles. Red Leaves Luo Yin I am helpless by the deserted city, and the evening light shines on it.

The clear fields are green with frost, and the mountains are red with cold rain. Wandering on Baling Road, the beauty Chang Xin Palace.

Waiting for the end of the year, there is endless hope. Fallen leaves Qi Ji It's late in autumn, and I can see my neighbors outside the window.

No one in the world is shocked. I am alone in the forest. Xiao Sao Wei moon night, overlapping morning frost morning.

Yesterday it was overcast, and the orioles were singing and the trees were springing. Fallen Leaves Wang Jian The old green leaves are in different directions, and the early red ones have overlapped.

The floor of the atrium was first swept, and three or two leaves were wrapped around the tree. Red leaves Wu Rong. 4. Verses praising midwinter

Climbing the northwest tower of Jicheng City to send Cui’s works into the capital Chen Zi’ang

Looking at the Yan Kingdom from the Ji Tower. Negative Sword Shedden. Qingguizi Fangzou. I am incompetent with a single halberd. The wind is strong in mid-winter. Yunhan complex frost edge. What is the meaning of generosity? Southwest hates losing friends.

Ambition by Du Fu

To the north of Jinhua Mountain and to the west of Fulishui River, the windy day in mid-winter begins to become miserable. The mountains are connected to the mountains and rivers of Sichuan, and the water is scattered from Bayu to the five streams. The lonely crane dances without knowing what it is doing, and the hungry crow seems to want to crow at people. The wine in Shehongchun is still green when the wine is cold, and the eyes are extremely sad. Who can do it?

One or Four Poems of Jiang Chengzi by Yin Zhiping

The red gate of the Jade Palace towers among the white clouds. It is suspected that Peng Palace is near Baixi, a blessed place with a beautiful appearance. Traveling in mid-winter is bitter and cold. Taoist people gather. Zi Wenhuan. See all the three peaks and have nothing to do. When will I come back and laugh under the forest?

Staying in Annan by Du Shenyan

The wind weather is special in Jiaozhi, and the cold is late and the warmth is coming again. Mountain fruits ripen in mid-winter, and wild flowers bloom in the first month. Accumulating rain creates dim fog, and light frost causes thunder. My hometown is more than ten thousand miles away, and I miss you twice as much as the guests.

Three Poems of Divine Light by Liu Chuxuan

Above, the Taoist record of high merit is rare to see after the sunshine. In the arms of longing and admiration, one can even see the immortal face. It's mid-winter and I rush to burn incense and kneel down to lead Kaifeng. The virtue of Qinghe River and the fate of the pilgrimage are endless. The light spreads in all directions 5. Verses praising pines and cypresses

1. It should be guarded by the mountain god. When the wind blows, it sweeps away the dust.

2. Think of it as orchid for grass, and pine for roots. The fragrance of orchid in autumn is far away in the wind, but the cold pine trees do not change their appearance.

3. Crossing two streams through pine trees, the palace is surrounded by five peaks.

4. The long pines are falling, and the flowers and trees are misty.

5. Plants and trees die in autumn, while pines and cypresses remain alone.

6. Green pines and cypress trees, Lucy Ridge at dawn.

7. I am afraid that my longevity will not last forever, so I burn gold in the hope of longevity. When you accumulate soil and cultivate withered roots, you call yourself a strong pine tree. In Nanmo, I try my waistband, and in the west building, I sing songs about Chanjuan. Little did he know that among the creeping grass, springs bloom every day and at night.

8. At the end of the year, we say goodbye, and we talk about being tolerant. And there is no one around, who says it is difficult for guests to travel. Yingqu took pity on the young master, and Wuzhou recalled Boluan. In the distant mountains, the pines and cypresses are only suitable for the cold.

9. The monk is standing on the stone among the pines, and the sound of rushing water is still heard in the middle of the night.

10. The pine wind blows the dew, and the green wet fragrance curls up.

11. Pines and cypresses are solitary and upright, and it is difficult for them to be beautiful like peaches and plums.

12. The rain is deep in Shupoguan, and the teacher is sent to Jiangxun in the rain. You can't break the willows at the head of the river, they have their own green pines and cypresses.

13. Luo Ninghan, pines and cypresses have their own nature.

14. Don’t use the gold in your hand to invite fame in the world. Don't use the traces in the mountains to travel to the world for a long time. There is frost in the pines and cypresses, and there is no vulgar sound in the wind and spring. I should pity the decayed nature and be shocked by the feeling of separation.

15. When you reach the highest point, you will know the green pines and cypresses.

16. The colors of the mountains on the two corridors and the sound of loose pines for nine miles.

17. The orchids are fragrant in autumn, and the pine trees are green in the late evening.

18. Zhizhi Sigan, secluded Nanshan. Like bamboo buds, like lush pine trees.

19. May the gentleman grow like a pine, but be careful not to become a peach or a plum.

20. The lush pine trees at the bottom of the stream and the seedlings on Lili Mountain, with their stems an inch across, shade this hundred-foot strip. 6. The knowledgeable person gave me a few poems and poems praising "amber beeswax", the idiom is also

Chanting Amber

Wei Yingwu

Zeng It is the God of Lao Fu, originally cold pine liquid.

If a mosquito falls into it, it will still be visible to you after a thousand years.

Collect bees

The fleet of bees in the sky is like a wheel, with princes and nobles among them.

There is no point in dividing the house and reducing the mouth. The wild old man understands and talks with the bees.

The ancients said that guests would stay with honey, while the later generations would urge guests to flee.

The cloth bag is bustling like a market, and the bamboo house is new and complete.

The small window leads in and out to the winding road, and the summer flowers are blooming at the end of the secluded garden.

Meeting married couples everywhere, moving into a new house to raise children and grandchildren.

My knowledge of work this year is still shallow, and I have no time to divide the beeswax among its masters.

There will be less cutting and medicine next year, and I feel ashamed that I know how to make money.

Beeswax is more precious than amber, and is known as thousand-year amber and ten-thousand-year beeswax.

7. Poems about praising short-lived flowers

The fragrance is light and the dew is thick, but it is often timid

It is not worthy of the white snow and yellow sand

The buds bloom at night and the haze appears

< p> The morning face is as short as a dream

The stars are falling and the flowers are falling

The quiet and beautiful nature is quiet

The beauty is at home in the world

To whom are the red sleeves sent tonight? Home?

Lian Qing is gentle and kind

She is also the one who can be so charming

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Poplar catkins and warm wind blowing

< p> Pink pears under the white light snow

Peonies and roses are ordinary colors

Close your eyes and smell the night-blooming night-blooms

Sad and dark night

The most bleak beauty is lingering with the most reluctant to wither

Gently

It seems that the magnificent old dream is still lingering

However, the broken voice

Wake up sadly

Whether

The lonely meteor drifts away at that moment

Who can

Stop for a moment and overflow with life? The final splendor

The blooming of veins

Who can see the unbridled tears flowing silently in the corner

The youth of the moment

Yao Yao is speechless and extravagantly longs for lingering and hesitation

Looking up at the vastness of the world

Who is the lonely sound singing for?

How could I be alone in admiring my beauty?

No one understands my sadness

I don’t belong to the wine and green flowers

I don’t belong to the splendid Yao Palace

Luoyang’s bustling prosperity is unbearable

The calm vastness melts the moonlight

The dancing wind makes the eyes blurry with tears

Noble

< p> Can't withstand the rapid passage of time

Why sigh in vain at the irretrievable past

It's a shame that no one understands the lonely flower language

But someone can hear it at night The sadness of resentment surges like spring water

But some people can hear the helpless beauty withered into pieces

The coldest and most tranquil ice palace and snow palace

Solidified The noble pain of a lifetime

A lifetime spent together

The sadness becomes empty

Falling flowers and flowing water momentarily bloom

The wind and rain remain without a trace Trace

Who can understand my weak flower language in the dying moment

Who can understand my struggling and desperate heart:

Floating life is like a dream

Where to go?

Epiphyllum

Half a lifetime of high dreams,

This life will end in one night.

I vow to keep my beauty with you,

I am not allowed to see my broken body.

The fragrance is light and the dew is strong, but it is often shy

How can it be compared to the white snow and yellow sand

The buds bloom at night and the haze appears

The morning face is as short as a dream

The stars are falling and the flowers are falling

Quiet and charming

Fangfei is at ease in the world

To whom should I send the red sleeves tonight?

Lian Qing is gentle and kind

She is also allowed to be coquettish, haha, that should be enough