-Qing Qianlong

Yellow calyx thick green leaves, thousands of villages press new oil.

Love the people's livelihood for the people, not idle flowers and weeds.

Su Xinshi xugong shop

-Don Yang Wanli

The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

Visit the landscape of Du Xuan again

-Don Liu Yuxi

Half of the 100-acre courtyard is covered with moss and peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Where Taoism returned, Liu Lang came again today.

Sufengqu monk's house

-Tang Wen Tingjun

The eastern suburbs are fresh and fragrant as dust.

A guest house is tired, and a monk draws an old friend on the wall.

The mulberry scenery in Wotian is late, and the cauliflower in Ye Ping is spring.

I miss Yan family color more, and the breeze is white.

Liang Xianxun's "Public House"

-Tang Qiji

There is a tall room on one side of the Wuwang Temple, and the curtain shadow Nanxuan is growing.

Blowing the wild wind in the garden, the peach leaves are green, and the spring dew cauliflower is yellow.

The hanging lamp just silently goes backwards, and the front of the case is slim.

Knowing that there is a tiger flowing back to the dream, the temple door is loose and the monk dies.

What is a peaceful way?

Wang Qing Wen zhi

At night, the spring rain moistens the weeping willows, and the new spring water is not satisfied with the pond.

At dusk, the wind blows across the plain, and flowers and vegetables are mixed with tofu pudding.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

-Song Fan Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

Black night cry

-Zheng Song Xun Chu

The river is faintly visible. Distinguish the masts. Infinite green wheat, cauliflower yellow. There is hate today, tears streaming down her face, and the sunset is red several times. It's not a slave house, and it's desolate.

Manjiang

—— Lu Yuan and Wen Gui

Try to check the springs, they are all gone, and the huts are all in the hedge. Outside the desert city, the grass withered and crowed. Yellow dyed cauliflower is unintentional, and green painted willow leaves are vulgar. Memories of prosperity, unlike youth travel, are sad. Tang dock brocade, pear garden jade. Yi Yan dance, Ying Gechun. Clear sky, loss and golden valley of Wuqiao. There is endless fragrance in the thread, and when I return, the strings ring one by one. Afraid of the sunset, the shadows scattered near dusk, burning silver candles.

Parrots parrot, father's garden

-Yuan Fengzi Zhen

Live in front of the mountain. Listen to dad with a smile. Pulley is holding the urn to water the cup, with a little Yangchun cream. Butterflies also fly between cauliflowers and fly away when the warm wind blows. Apricot buds are fragrant with red leek and tender spring, which is a drinking place next to the old earthen basin.

2. Poems praising rape flowers. Poems describing rape flowers include: revisiting Du Xuanguan, singing rape flowers, Lv Qi rape flowers, the hotel titled Liang Xianxun, and Xugong store in Su Xinshi.

1. "Visit the landscape of Du Xuan again"

Half of the 100-acre courtyard is covered with moss and peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Where Taoism returned, Liu Lang came again today.

2. Rape Flowers

Beautiful appearance, disgusting luxury, light and flat.

I am ashamed to fight for a place in the courtyard, and I am happy to come to the fields to bloom.

The small garden is warm and greedy, and Daewoo is alone in love.

After no one looked at it, I fell in love with the farmer's seeds!

3. Seven-method rape flower

In order to find traces of spring on the ridge, the sun enters the eyes.

Flowers bloom and dance in the romantic wind, and seeds are cooked fragrant in the tripod.

Pastoral self-pity gentle, who loves the magnificent garden.

I don't know the origin of Zi Yuan, but I rank people's livelihood in several places.

4. The title of Liang Xianxun's Public House

There is a tall room on one side of the Wuwang Temple, and the curtain shadow Nanxuan is growing.

Blowing the wild wind in the garden, the peach leaves are green, and the spring dew cauliflower is yellow.

The hanging lamp just silently goes backwards, and the front of the case is slim.

Knowing that there is a tiger flowing back to the dream, the temple door is loose and the monk dies.

5. "Su Xinshi Xugong Store"

The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.

Extended data:

Rape flower, Latin alias rape, is native to Europe and Central Asia and belongs to the genus Panicum in Cruciferae. In China, it is concentrated in Huangling in Wuyuan, Jiangxi, 10,000 mu terraces in Hanzhong Basin and Jiangling, Luoping Plain in Yunnan and Menyuan Plateau in Qinghai.

Since the founding of New China, rape, as the most important oil crop and cash crop, has developed steadily, and the promotion of new varieties has achieved three revolutions. Some excellent rapeseed varieties in the early days of the People's Republic of China, such as Qixingjian, China Wuyuan Huangling, Jiangxi Wuyuan Jiangling Rape Flower, Jiangling Rape, Xinghua Rape, Xishuibai, etc. It has greatly promoted the recovery and development of rapeseed production.

References:

Sogou encyclopedia-rape flower

3. "Rape Flower" poem praises rape flower Xiangshan Dream (original) cauliflower yellow, cotton white, peach blossom.

Cauliflower is a peasant girl. Why does rich boy Liu Lang love him? Rape flowers and sea butterflies dance, and the earth is golden and fragrant. The cauliflower is yellow and interesting, and the aroma of vegetable oil overflows all over the world.

Rape flowers are green, flowers are yellow, and farmers are accompanied by farmers. Thousands of miles of rape flowers dance with the wind, and thousands of hectares of farmland turn over the golden lang.

Who doesn't care about cauliflower when Liu Lang is released? Cauliflower cauliflower I love you. It is always appropriate for bees and butterflies to dance together. :< cauliflower "-Qingganlong yellow calyx skirt has thick green leaves, and thousands of villages press new oil. "

Love the people's livelihood for the people, not idle flowers and weeds. Note: The calyx of rape flower is bright and beautiful with dense green leaves. I'm glad to hear all the villages squeezing oil.

I like rape blossoms because they can extract oil and improve people's lives, not useless idle weeds. Stay in Xugongdian, a new town-Tangyang Wan Li with deep hedges and shady trees.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. Note: Next to the sparse fence, there is a path extending into the distance. The flowers on the roadside trees have withered, but the new leaves have just grown and have not yet formed a shade.

The children ran after the dancing yellow butterfly, but the yellow butterfly flew into the yellow flower. The children could no longer tell them apart and could not find them. "Visit Du Xuanguan again"-Tang Yuxi's 100-acre courtyard is half covered with moss and peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Where Taoism returned, Liu Lang came again today. Note: Half of Xuandu's vast courtyard is covered with moss, and the original peach blossom has disappeared, only cauliflower is in bloom.

Where have all the Taoist priests who used to work hard to grow peaches gone? Liu Yuxi, who was expelled from Chang 'an for reading poetry, is back! "Night Cry"-In the early spring of Xun, the river looks faint and the mast is distinguished. Infinite green wheat, cauliflower yellow.

There is hate today, tears streaming down her face, and the sunset is red several times. It's not a slave house, and it's desolate.

"Man Jiang"-Lu Yuan and Wen Gui tried to check the spring scenery, but there was none. Outside the desert city, the grass withered and crowed.

Yellow dyed cauliflower is unintentional, and green painted willow leaves are vulgar. Memories of prosperity, unlike youth travel, are sad.

Tang Wu Brocade, Liyuan Jade, Yi Yan Dance, Yingchunqu. Clear sky, loss and golden valley of Wuqiao.

There is endless fragrance in the thread, and when I return, the strings ring one by one. Afraid of the sunset, the shadows scattered near dusk, burning silver candles.

Father of the Parrot Song Garden-Yuan Fengzi really lives in front of the mountain and laughs at the father of the garden. Pulley is holding the urn to water the cup, with a little Yangchun cream.

Butterflies also fly between cauliflowers and fly away when the warm wind blows. Apricot buds are fragrant with red leek and tender spring, which is a drinking place next to the old earthen basin.

4. About peach blossom, the famous rape flower poem, peach blossom is in spring, and no one looks bright.

Unfortunately, the wind is behind, and the dark red patches are dotted with strawberry moss. In the Tang Dynasty, peach blossoms in Zhou Pu sought peach gardens to avoid Qin, and peach blossoms came back to spring.

If I live in the Peach Blossom Garden, I won't let the petals of peaches fall into the water and go out with the water, because I am afraid that fishermen will find holes with the water when they see peaches in the water! In Song Xie Fangde's Peach Blossom in Qingquan Temple, a poem on a white woman's konoha leaves opens a hole in the peach blossom, and the fragrance falls from the berries.

Although the beautiful scenery is worth visiting, Xiao Lang has a bright future. In spring, countless peach blossoms bloom noisily in the morning light, with dense layers, just like sunrise.

From a distance, the peach tree looks like an open umbrella. In Leng Yue, Lanxi, Dai Shulun hangs his eyebrows like Liuwan and sees them in the mirror of Zhongshan.

Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. Dai Shulun looks from the west to the north of qi zhou, and peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Zhu qi's half-rolled mountains and rivers are small, and the white horse is even cold. Countless stars, buds in the spring breeze are swaying happily with a few branches, and Taoyuan seems to have become a world of red rain.

Gu Kuang Peach Blossom Qu Wei Digong Dance Phoenix Terrace, Sui Family Full of Dragon Boat. Kings get drunk at night and sleep in the spring, but they don't know that peach blossoms chase water.

Looking for Taohualing in Gu Kuang Pan San Gu Tai Taohualing, the sky is low, and people are separated by a stream in Qingshan. I still like Liu Ruan Jiro's fan when I go to Sangu to learn immortals.

Gu Kuang Ko Li Taohua meets the female crown, and the apricot leaves fall into the forest. Old people can only teach clearly, listening to the cold in the mountains and the moon in the night.

Hanhe wild fishing drizzle peach blossom water, light gulls fly against the waves. The limelight was blocked, sitting on the hemp fiber.

Twenty-three batches of Li Hema's poems are beginning to accumulate ears, but the peach blossoms are not on the upper body. He must stir the array and use it to show the general.

Li Qunyu Longan Temple, eight poems by Beauty and A Zhi, plain wrist and golden rope, light red and green. It's better to go in the water and watch peach blossoms all day.

On Liu's theme, Mrs. Huang Bei's shrine Cangshan, chasing God after sex, is only fragrant and famous for its spring. In March, the east wind flooded Huangpi, and no one was seen in the peach blossom.

Liu Yuxi's topic is Luoyang Road in front of Shouan Gan Tang Pavilion and Taohua Road in the door. There are more than ten steps between dust and haze.

Nie Zhongyi's heart burns at night, but he doesn't feel that he gets up at midnight. Peach blossoms stand in the moonlight with dewdrops.

The little bones on the peach tree swell up day by day, revealing red mouths and circles, like a smiling little girl. Peach trees are covered with flowers and bones, shyly surrounding each other, like a group of timid little girls, and no one will be the first to smile.

Wang Jiangong wrote 100 poems about searching for residual red at the top and bottom of trees, one flying west and the other flying east. Peach blossom is naturally greedy, misleading people to hate the five winds.

Wang Jian is thin at both ends, and his hair is half white and half black. Forcing servants to crack in the spring is aboveboard.

Xu Xuan's topic is Leigong Well, covering river basins and small Hakka people. The laity knows this place because there are peach blossoms there.

With the blossoming peach blossoms in Chiba, Yang took the lead in the Spring Festival Evening. Teach and avoid vulgarity, and the Qin people will know that the old couple in Kuayuan.

A peach tree holds up a group of petals, like a smiling face raised by a girl, pink and tender, full of youthful brilliance. Yuan Zhen's peach blossoms are shallow and deep, like even and deep makeup.

The spring breeze broke my heart and blew off my white clothes. Zhang Hu, Hu Weiwei, a bright future, peach blossom fragrance.

The wind blows into the curtains, just for the fragrance of clothes. Twelve poems of Peach Blossoms in Chunwu, Taowu, Shengshan, Weikai, Zhang Jihe, most of which will travel with tourists who go on a wild trip.

This is not the end of the day. Visit the head of the jar. Bird chanted that the main horse in Jingle County was wearing a peach blossom brocade and a green grass skirt.

I know the bottom of my hat. It looks like a big brother. Rape flower "cauliflower"-clear yellow calyx thick green leaves, thousands of villages press new oil.

Love the people's livelihood for the people, not idle flowers and weeds. Stay in Xugongdian, a new town-Tangyang Wanli hedge has a deep sparse path and shady trees.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. "Visit Du Xuanguan again" —— A hundred acres of courtyard in Yuxi, Liu Tang is half covered with moss and peach blossoms.

Where Taoism returned, Liu Lang came again today. The eastern suburb of Tang Wen, the home of monk Su, is fresh and fragrant as dust.

A guest house is tired, and a monk draws an old friend on the wall. The mulberry scenery in Wotian is late, and the cauliflower in Ye Ping is spring.

I miss Yan family color more, and the breeze is white. Title Liang Xianxun's Public House-Tang Qiji has a high room on the side of Wuwangdian, and the curtain grows in Nanxuan.

Blowing the wild wind in the garden, the peach leaves are green, and the spring dew cauliflower is yellow. The hanging lamp just silently goes backwards, and the front of the case is slim.

Knowing that there is a tiger flowing back to the dream, the temple door is loose and the monk dies. "Peace is on the Road"-Wang Qing Wen Zhi The spring rain moistens things quietly and weeping willows at night, and the spring water is full of new students.

At dusk, the wind blows across the plain, and flowers and vegetables are mixed with tofu pudding. "Four Seasons of Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest" —— In Song Fan Chengda, plums are golden and apricot fat, and wheat and white cauliflower are rare.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. "Crying at night" —— Xunchu's glimpse of Chunjiang River.

Distinguish the masts. Infinite green wheat, cauliflower yellow.

There is hate today, tears streaming down her face, and the sunset is red several times. It's not a slave house, and it's desolate.

"Man Jiang"-Lu Yuan and Wen Gui tried to check the spring scenery, but there was none. Outside the desert city, the grass withered and crowed.

Yellow dyed cauliflower is unintentional, and green painted willow leaves are vulgar. Memories of prosperity, unlike youth travel, are sad.

Tang dock brocade, pear garden jade. Yi Yan dance, Ying Gechun.

Clear sky, loss and golden valley of Wuqiao. There is endless fragrance in the thread, and when I return, the strings ring one by one.

Afraid of the sunset, the shadows scattered near dusk, burning silver candles. Yuan Fengzizhen, the "father of Ying Ge Garden", lives in front of the gate.

Listen to dad with a smile. Pulley is holding the urn to water the cup, with a little Yangchun cream.

Butterflies also fly between cauliflowers and fly away when the warm wind blows. Apricot buds are fragrant with red leek and tender spring, which is a drinking place next to the old earthen basin.

5. What are the poems praising rape flowers? 1. "Xugong Store in Suxin City"-Tangyang Wanli has deep hedges and shady trees.

The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. 2. "Visit Du Xuanguan again"-A hundred acres of courtyard in Yuxi, Liu Tang is half covered with moss and full of peach blossoms.

Where Taoism returned, Liu Lang came again today. 3. "Sufengqu Monastery"-Tang Wen listens to the fresh fragrance in the eastern suburbs of Yundong, and the fragrance is as far as dust.

A guest house is tired, and a monk draws an old friend on the wall. The mulberry scenery in Wotian is late, and the cauliflower in Ye Ping is spring.

I miss Yan family color more, and the breeze is white. 4. "Four Seasons of Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest"-Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty, plums are golden and apricot fat, wheat is gray, and cauliflower is sparse.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. 5. "Night Scare"-Zheng Song Xun Chunjiang at the beginning, a little look at it, distinguish the mast, infinite green wheat, cauliflower yellow.

Hate in ancient times, tears in my face, several sunsets, no slave work, but also desolate. Tang Wu Brocade, Liyuan Jade, Yi Yan Dance, Yingchunqu.

Clear sky, loss and golden valley of Wuqiao. There is endless fragrance in the thread, and when I return, the strings ring one by one.

Afraid of the sunset, the shadows scattered near dusk, burning silver candles.