1. Poems about pear blossoms

1. Mandarin ducks sleep in pairs at night, and a pear tree blooms over the begonia. (Su Dongpo.) 2. Suddenly, like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of trees bloom. The pear blossoms are in bloom. (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 and the willows are dark green, and the catkins fly all over the city. (Su Dongpo) 5. The red sleeves are woven with persimmon stems, Selling wine under the green flag while the pear blossoms are blooming. (Li Shangyin) 6. Build a pile of snow under the pear blossoms, who will be leaning 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 approaching 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 mountain is 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, the golden wind and cinnamon seeds, call out the residual dreams, and the light rain of pear blossoms.

("Jade Butterfly") 10. Xueling Songbian Road, Yuehan Lake Village. Misty pear blossoms enter the dream cloud.

Patrolling, the small eaves are full of fragrant trees in spring. Jiang Meixin, green birds crow to people. (Yuan Dynasty Wuzhen Xiaoling "[Nanlu] Jinzi Jing·Meibian") Meaning Yan Shu Oil-walled incense carriages no longer meet, and the gorge clouds leave no trace to 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 stopped smoking for a while.

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, people are also taught to plant willow trees to commemorate their years.

Smoking was banned in the Cantonese country, and Pang’s hometown was also brought to the tomb. There is no wheat rice in the Tang Mausoleum in the Han Dynasty, and there are pear blossoms in the mountain streams and wild paths.

A bottle of wine is lying on the moss. Don’t worry about the dusk music playing at the top of the city. Pear Blossoms on the Bank of the River (Bai Juyi, 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. 5. Qingpingle (Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty) It is spring evening through the window, and the ground is filled with the fragrance of pear blossoms.

If you don’t come back, the sun will go again, and the red tears will fall and be stained with gold threads. The dream soul flies through the smoke waves, and I feel sad and helpless! Sitting alone with a golden needle in the air, the mandarin duck is worried about embroidering its double nest.

6. Yintai Temple in Dengliang Prefecture (Cen Shen of the Tang Dynasty) It is half March in Hudi, and the pear blossoms are beginning to bloom today. Because he was a disciple of the old monk, he even went to the ladies' table.

The clouds of singing a cappella are not gone, but the wind is blowing when playing the strings. It should be reversed, and it will be like a monkey returning.

7. Zhu Yingtai is near (Song Dynasty. Han Hui) The begonias are blooming, spring is half over, and the peaches and plums are like this. A pear blossom, the courtyard is covered with dry rain.

I can't help but be drunk and full of emotions. I love leisure and worry, and have forgotten all the old poems. Yanying language.

The banks of the stream are dotted with flying cotton and countless willows. If you come with sorrow, don't leave it alone.

The heart-broken grass is at the end of the world, the clouds are passing by, and there is no one to share the sweet dream. 8. The sudden mountain stream (Song Dynasty, Chao Duanli) has twelve railings, which you can lean on again and again.

A song is generally sad, but it hurts the grass and hurts the spring thousands of miles. In the depths of the window, I still remember the absence of people, the words of blue clouds, and the words of red leaves.

Sent by the east wind. The walls are deep and there is no way to reach the deep meaning.

Even though it has a new voice, it still competes for knowledge and is just like the name. It has always been charming and unrestrained, but I can't help but feel sad. I pick up the pear blossoms and look at the chrysanthemums.

Ying also becomes haggard. Midnight Song (Song Dynasty. He Zhu) Midnight Moon.

The atrium reflects the pear blossoms and snow. Pear blossom snow.

The sorrow is overwhelming, the cuckoo cries blood. There is no news about the king and his grandson.

Rousang said goodbye on the street. Say goodbye.

The water is flowing from the head and weeping for others. Linjiang Fairy Pear Blossom (Yuan Dynasty. Liu Bingzhong) The skin of ice and snow has a delicate fragrance, and the moonlight alone leans against the lantern.

The hairspring lingers in the smoke ring. If the east wind does not blow away, 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. Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital. Cen Shen The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and Hutian makes snow fall in August.

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. It scatters into the bead curtain and wets the Luo curtain, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.

The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective armor is still cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.

The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes. Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold.

I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow. I can't see you on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

Ode to the White Begonia by Lin Daiyu The Xiang curtain is half rolled up and the door is half closed, The ice is crushed into earth and jade for the basin. The pistils of the stolen pistils are three-thirds white, and the plum blossoms are borrowed a wisp of their soul.

The immortal in the Moon Cave sews his silk gown, and the resentful girl in autumn wipes away the traces of her cry. Shy and silent, I complain to someone. I feel tired leaning against the west wind and am already fainting at night.

I heard that Wu Junzhou reported that he had returned to Xijing. The white-haired general Lu You of the Southern Song Dynasty was also very strong. A letter of victory came to Xijing last night. Hu'er dares to plan for a thousand years, but God's will will come back in one day.

The benevolence of the saints is as deep as the rain and dew, and the Zhongxing pardon order is as fast as the wind and thunder. Xuan Zhi Han Shi Chao Ling envoy, the pear blossoms are blooming everywhere on the post road.

"Pear Blossoms on the River Bank" by 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, plain sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.

"Zuoye Pear Blossom (co-authored with Qiu Wei and Huangfu Ran)" by 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, so she took it into Weiyang Palace.

"Zuoye Pear Blossom (with Wang Wei and Huangfu Ran Fu)" Tang Dynasty Qiu Wei is cold and charming, and the whole body is covered with snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes. The spring breeze is uncertain, blowing towards the jade steps.

"The Odyssey of the Pear Blossoms in Forbidden Provinces" by Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty (He Wang Giesishi (a book with dimension characters)) A clever explanation of how butterflies can fly when people laugh. The spring breeze blows into the house, and a few pieces of court clothes fall off.

"Zuoye Pear Blossom" by Wu Yuanheng of the Tang Dynasty A clever smile welcomes people, and the fragrance of clear snow is a pity. The butterfly shadow turns with the wind, and the clothes are red by mistake.

"Pear Blossom" by 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·Lihua" Shao Hengzhen of the Yuan Dynasty The green house is deep and graceful. It rains lightly at dusk.

The east wind makes spring grow old. The fragrance of Qishu is misty.

A branch of clear snow has just begun to dry. I felt melancholy in Donglan several times.

It is expected that I will dream with the clouds, and the green quilt will be cold every night. "Wusu Nian·Lingxugong Pear Blossom Poems" Yuan·Qiu Chuji Spring outings are grand, it is the time of year, cold food and pear blossoms.

The white brocade is fragrant and fragrant, and the jade village flowers are covered with snow. The quiet night is dark, the light is floating, and the moon is cold and melting.

In the world and in the sky, the rotten silver glow shines brightly. He looks exactly like the real person in Gushe, with graceful appearance and noble spirit.

Whoever believes in the myriad of changes will not be ranked with the crowd. The majestic spirit is pure and the celestial talent is outstanding, and it is hard to tell them apart when they come down to earth.

After returning from Yaotai, you can see the cave sky clearly. "Linjiang Fairy Pear Blossom" Yuan Dynasty·Liu Bingzhong The ice and snow skin has a delicate fragrance, and the moonlight alone leans against the lantern.

The hairspring lingers in the smoke ring. If the east wind does not blow away, 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 Crimson Lips" by Liu Bingzhong of the Yuan Dynasty. At dusk, the dust from socks cannot reach Lingbo.

The scent of snow condenses on the trees. Too lazy to rain on the balcony.

One water is connected, and the pulse is difficult to describe. What a love.

It’s like complaining to others. Loneliness Linjiang Nagisa.

"Shui Long Yin·Ode to Red Pear Blossoms in Autumn" Yuan Dynasty·Wang Yun The slender buds store the faint fragrance, and the exquisite pavilion locks the beauty of the autumn sun. Immortal roots borrow warmth, and they will definitely not wait. The King of Jing will be covered with green.

Chic and light, the jade face is pure, and the golden stem is dewy. The west wind is very powerful, the east orchid is raining at dusk, the sky is decorated, and the true concubine is crying.

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.

Makeup washes off quickly, wine is in the jade bottle, and the toad is drunk on the pillow. "Magnolia Slowly·Fu Honglihua" Wang Yun, Yuan Dynasty Love a stick of incense. 2. Poems about pear blossoms

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The incense carts 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 Lonely Chaimen Village, planting willows is also taught 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 Mausoleum, 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. 3. Famous verses containing pear blossoms

Poems about pear blossoms

1. Drinking at night in early winter - Du Mu

Huaiyang is sick and I seek pleasure, and guests invade my sleeves Frost and candlestick. Build pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be leaning on the railing next year?

2. Spring Resent - 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 not here, I still want to 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 slightly drunk 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, wearing white makeup, 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 Blossoms - 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. 4. Poems describing pear blossoms

Sending Magistrate Wu back to Beijing

Cen Shen

The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the snow is flying in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. It scatters into the bead curtain and wets the Luo curtain, and 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 gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, lutes and flutes. Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold. 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 jade face. 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!

Rumengling

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 could not 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, and 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 stirs the earth and breaks the 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. After returning, the ponds and gardens are all still the same, with lots of liquid, lotus and willow.

Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears about this. The spring breeze brings the 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 used up before they can fall asleep. The bells and drums are late and the night is long, 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 and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces. 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 earth, I wish to be a twig. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. 5. What are the poems that describe 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 the 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 sing like silk in the willows." Lei Yuan praised 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 young 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 are white and fragrant with snow.” The ancients once compared snow with plum blossoms, saying, “Plum blossoms are 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" (Li Bai); "The cold beauty is all over the snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes" (Qiu Wei); . Chang Sinan 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 clouds are all over my clothes and the moon is all over my body, and I am walking 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 create a desolate mood and a 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.

It's dusk, the rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed. "The author uses the scene of pear blossoms falling in the dusk to set off the lonely mentality of a woman who is deeply in love. Zhou Bangyan "makes the night, and the empty ground is covered with pear blossoms and snow", using specific pear blossoms falling on the ground to symbolize "Spring is gone". 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 Song of Orioles: Passing Over Jinling Again": "When all the pear blossoms fall, and all the poplar flowers fly away, spring is over." Haggard. " Zhou Mi's "Huanxisha" has the following words: "The pear clouds are as cold and clear as snow", which is a cold and moving way of writing about the remnants of spring. Du Mu's poem: "The pear blossoms with leaves send spring alone". Mei Yaochen's "Su Muzhe·Cao" "falls to the end" "Pear blossoms spring again" uses the falling pear blossoms to describe the hurried return of spring in nature, implying that the spring in one's career is fading.

Reciting the ancient poems about pear blossoms, I feel that my whole body is soaked in the sanctity of pear blossoms. The fragrance brings indescribable beauty to the internal organs, and it is extremely pleasant. 6. The more poems and sentences about pear blossoms, the better

The wind returns independently, and the melancholy in the east is nothing but pear blossoms.

Suddenly a spring breeze comes, and thousands of pear blossoms are in bloom.

Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground.

One pear tree and one stream have no doors. , I wonder who it belongs to tonight?

The pear blossoms are still in the wind and the birds are perched on the branches. Pear blossoms are flying in March, and travelers in Qin are reminded of spring.

When pear blossoms are around, the water is beautiful in February.

On the new day in the garden, drink pear blossoms with wine.

The tall branches and hundreds of tongues are still bullying the birds, and the pear blossoms with leaves send spring alone.

Flying away to reflect the green mountains, a pear tree falls in the evening breeze.

A pile of snow will fall on the pear blossoms next year. Who is leaning on the railing?

The pear blossoms are blooming in the courtyard, and the catkins and ponds are covered with light wind. > The wind is fragrant and the dew is heavy, and the pear blossoms are wet. There is no light in the thatched house, and I am worried about not entering.

The pear blossoms in Changxin are dark, and the grass is luxuriant on the door.

It snows all night long. It should not harm the beauty of things. It is only because the spring is over, but the pear blossoms are still there.

The plum blossoms are thin and the pear blossoms are raining, but the eyes are not blooming.

There are no people in the deep lanes when the sun sets. The pieces are flying.

The pear blossoms are in the yellow thatched shop, and the embroidered quilt is cold in spring.

The shadows of the swings send the setting sun, and the pear blossoms are deep in the courtyard.

7. What are the poems that describe pear blossoms

"Pear Blossoms on the River Bank"

——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Pear blossoms have longing and leaves, and a tree at the head of the river is angry and kills Jun.

She most resembles a young widowed woman, with white makeup and plain sleeves and a blue gauze skirt.

"Zuoye Lihua (co-authored with Qiu Wei and Huangfu Ran)"

——Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Scattering grass on the edge of the steps, lightly following the wind outside.

The oriole was not enough, so it took it into the Weiyang Palace.

"Zuoye Pear Blossom (with Wang Wei and Huangfu Ran Fu)"

——Tang Qiu Wei

The cold beauty is all over the snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes.

The spring breeze is uncertain, blowing towards the jade steps.

"The Ode to the Pear Blossom in Forbidden Provinces"

——Tang· Huangfu Ran

Cleverly explained that when people laugh, butterflies can fly.

When the spring breeze enters the house, a few pieces of court clothes fall off.

"Zuoye Pear Blossom"

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"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.

Peach Blossom Apprentice Shining on the ground, it was eventually turned red by the laughing demon.

"Qingpingle·Pear Blossom"

——Yuan·Shao Hengzhen

The green house is deep and graceful. The rain is gentle at dusk .The door is covered by the east wind and the spring is old. The fragrance of the beautiful trees is misty.

A branch of clear snow has just dried. I have been melancholy to the east for several times. It is expected that I will dream with the clouds, and the green quilt will be cold every night.

"Wusu Nian·Lingxu Palace Pear Blossom Poems"

——Yuan·Qiu Chuji

Spring outings are grand, it is the time of year, cold food and pear blossoms. The white brocade has no pattern and is fragrant. , Yucun Qiongpa is piled with snow. It is a quiet night, with floating light and mist, and the moon is cold and melting. In the world and in the sky, the rotten silver glow shines through. It looks like the real person in Gushe, with a graceful and graceful sky, and a noble and noble spirit. Who can believe in all the changes in the world? All the flowers are in the same row. They are powerful and pure, and their celestial beings are outstanding. It is difficult to distinguish them from the earth. When you return to Yaotai, you can see the cave sky clearly.

"Linjiang Immortal Pear Blossom"

— —Yuan·Liu Bingzhong

The skin of ice and snow has a delicate fragrance, and the moonlight alone leans on the lantern. The hairspring lingers in the smoke ring. The east wind does not blow away, so it should be to protect the cold. The quality should not add color, you must know that the creation is not Frugality. The apricot blossom is thoughtful and withered. The jade face is lonely in spring. Stop looking into the rain.

"Dian Crimson Lip Pear Blossom"

——Yuan·Liu Bingzhong

At dusk, the dust of socks cannot reach the rippling waves. The fragrance of snow condenses on the trees. I am lazy to rain on the balcony. The water is connected, and the pulse is difficult to express. What is the feeling? It is like telling others. Lonely Linjiangzhu.