1. Poetry and calligraphy about plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum
Poetry and calligraphy about plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum 1. Poetry and calligraphy about plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum
Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum Chrysanthemums are commonly known as the Four Gentlemen, because they are not affected by wind and cold and look like dignified gentlemen, so they are called the Four Gentlemen. Plum blossoms come out of the snow, and arrow orchids are hidden in the valley; the wind blows in the bamboo forest, and the purple chrysanthemum floats with a faint fragrance.
"Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
"Ancient Style" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.
Although the sun shines brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness.
The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.
If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance?
"Inscription on Hsinchu" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Several stems are of faint jade color, with green smoke at dusk.
The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
As the day approaches the threshold, I want to get the eight curtains of clouds.
If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Huang Chao of the Tang Dynasty:
When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The towering incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor.
The plum blossoms are less white than the snow, but the snow loses some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms
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2. Poems about plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums
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Twelve Ancient Orchid Poems Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.
Although the sun shines brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness. The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.
If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance? The fragrance of Guangqun is clear. Liu Haolan was born in a deep valley and no one knows it. The guest planted it in Dongxuan and left me the fragrance.
I know that there is clear fragrance that can relieve filth, and I even pity the delicate leaves and frost. The roots are dense and the rocks are fragrant in autumn in the early morning. The clusters lean against the trees and provide shade at noon.
When I wanted to leave the poem in Wuwu, I saw a chapter of Chu Ci in front of my eyes. Guangqun Fang spectrum is clear. Liu Hao is crying and the exposed light is messy, with wind and shadow slanting from side to side.
The layman understands this by looking at leaves rather than flowers. Ode to Lan Yuan Yu Tonglu planted two or three orchid pistils in his hands. The sun was warm and the wind was gentle.
I sit there for a long time without realizing that the fragrance is in the room. When I open the window, butterflies fly in. Inscribed painting Lan Qing Zheng Xie is on the top of Qianshan Mountain, where the deep crevices in the rocks are full of delicious fragrance.
There are floating clouds under our feet, and we don’t know each other when we come and we don’t stay when we go. Huanxi sand orchid flowers are like dew seedlings seen in copper bottles, and the sparse flowers are cold and delicate.
The clear tears in the Xiangjiang River flow into the spring tide, how can we have the same heart and soul? There is no Ye Ye to help the wind mark, and the heartbroken episode is Li Sao.
Ode to Orchid and Zhu De Yuexiu Park, a forest of flowers and trees, with hundreds of flowers blooming and competing for spring. Only the fragrance of orchids is just right, which makes Wuyang City valuable for a while.
Zhang Xueliang's poem "Yong Lan" is famous all over the world and settled in thousands of families. The leaves are full of righteousness, and the flowers are not floating when you grind them.
Evergreen fights the severe cold and spends the summer with a smile. A true gentleman among flowers, his grace conveys elegance.
You Lan Tang Cui Tu Youzhi everyone would rather know, the fragrance is only kept secretly. Since there is no gentleman to wear it, the country's fragrance has not declined.
The white dew comes early and the spring breeze comes late. It's better to be a road grass, what does Fenfu want to do! Lan Ming Chen Ruyan said that orchids grow deep in the mountains, emitting a fragrant fragrance.
Occasionally, it was appreciated by the world and moved to a high hall. When the rain and dew are lost, the roots and plants leave their hometown.
Although it has the power of love and protection, long-term care is not the way to go. In winter, there is zero frost and snow, and the green leaves may be damaged by carvings.
He Ru is in Linhe, and he is still beautiful at the end of the day. Four Quatrains Ode to the Tongxin Orchid Qian Qianyi was just finishing picking orchids when he suddenly saw a branch sprouting from the Tongxin Orchid.
Cherish the will of God in tailoring, and make up your eyebrows to express your joy. The orchid, flower, autumn, Jin and Jiuwan are unique in planting, and are most suitable for hairpins to help a beautiful woman’s head.
As soon as I came to visit the master, I was ashamed of Wu Fan and the beautiful people. The bamboos in "The Book of Songs·Sigan" are as thick as bamboo buds and as lush as pine trees. ——"Selected Poems" P200 There are stacks of rocks and flowing springs, lush forests and bamboos.
——"Preface to Orchid Pavilion" by Wang Xizhi of Jin Dynasty. Bamboo also catches the wind and laughs when it is young. ——Su Shi repairs the bamboos to condense the makeup, and the weeping poplars tie the horses.
——Song Dynasty Lu Rui's words (three poems by Zheng Banqiao) Long branches have few leaves, short branches have many leaves. The world is like this, what can heroes do?
It is not a spring breeze, not an autumn breeze. The new bamboo is released for the first time, in the middle of the summer month.
It can drive me away from heat and open my chest. Bamboo is called king, stone is called Zhang.
Given a good name, it will last forever. The empty mountain forms an alliance, and the intermediary is chaste and bright.
The five colors are strange, and one green foot looks up. Bamboo Tang·Li He enters the water and the light moves, and takes time to see the green shadow of spring.
The dew shoots grow on the path, and the moss color brushes the frost roots. The weaving can bear the fragrance and sweat, and the planting can catch the cotton scales.
"The Complete Works of One Hundred Schools of Tang Poems" inscribes Hsinchu Tang·Du Mu's several stems with a faint jade color and green smoke in the evening. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
As the day approaches the threshold, I want to get the eight curtains of clouds. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
"Collection of Ancient and Modern Books·Museum Compilation·Grass and Tree Code" Courtyard Bamboo Tang·Liu Yuxi exposed polyester lead powder festival, the wind shook the green jade branches. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
"The Complete Collection of One Hundred Schools of Tang Poetry·Liu Yuxi and Liu Zongyuan Volume" Rewarding People for Playing with Bamboo after the Rain·Xue Tao of the Tang Dynasty When it rains in the south in the spring, he appreciates the snow and frost. All kinds of things are also luxuriant, and an open mind can keep oneself in check.
If Jinxian stays drunk for a long time, he will be sad with Concubine Shun early. In your later years, you will be able to reward me, and you will be vigorous and energetic.
"The Complete Works of One Hundred Schools of Tang Poetry" Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty in Zhuli Pavilion sat alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling alone. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
(Same as above) Plant bamboo and brush the branches, whisking the dust to spread the dew. A gentleman takes it for the most useful purpose.
Thousands of light ink strokes draw thin bamboos. If you draw your heart strings, there will be no bad tunes.
There is bamboo within the bamboo, and there is bamboo outside the bamboo. The Wei River covers a thousand acres, and this is a giant clan.
——The above three selections are from the "Ink Bamboo Painting Manual" given to Delin Chi by Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty. The dragon's shadow is separated by the brush, and the phoenix is ??found near the pond.
"Collection of Ancient and Modern Books, Collection of Museums, and Codex of Grass and Trees" A bamboo grows slowly and alone, and takes root in Mount Tai. ——Poetry of the Han Dynasty.
The kind-hearted old bamboo in Tang Dynasty, Li Bai, is surrounded by bamboos and rocks, and the smoke reflects the river island. The green color is deep, the waves are deep, and the voice is cold and early.
I have never heard the dragon chant, but the phoenix song should be played well. If you don't learn from the qualities of Puliu, your chastity will always protect you.
When painting Cilao Mountain, the bamboo can be used as a flute. Yan Zheng's residence is the same as the Bamboo Song of the Tang Dynasty. Du Fu's green bamboos are half in the casks, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall.
The color invades the book at night, and the wine bottle is cool in the shade. The rain washes everything clean, and the wind blows the fragrance.
But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow. "A Comprehensive Appreciation of the Essences of All Tang Poems" "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" has a poem in which the bamboos rustle and return to the Huannu, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat.
Feng Li Qiao sheds three autumn leaves and can bloom February flowers. Thousands of feet of waves cross the river, and thousands of poles are tilted into the water.
The bamboo window opened and the bamboo moved when I heard the wind. It was suspected that an old friend was coming. From time to time, dew drips from the branches and touches the moss below the steps.
The above is selected from "Three Hundred Tang Poems" Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan Birds flying across thousands of mountains disappeared, and all traces of people disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow outside the cold window.
Bamboo The south wind came today and disturbed the bamboos in front of the courtyard. The low-pitched alto will be heard, and the armor blades will touch each other.
Xiao Ran’s wind and snowy mood can be broken but not humiliated. Feng Ji bamboo has returned, and Yi Yi scattered green jade.
Where is the old mountain now? The autumn rain is barren of chrysanthemums. If you know whether you are healthy or not, please return to sweep Nanxuan Green.
——Written in the second year of Yuanfeng (1020) in Huzhou, Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, a monk named Luyunxuan, could eat without meat and live without bamboo. No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar.
People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it. Others laughed at this statement, as if they were both high and foolish.
If you don’t chew this, there will be no Yangzhou crane in the world. "Annotations on Selected Poems of Su Shi" Ode to Plum Blossoms by Bu Shuzi Ode to Plum Blossoms By the broken bridge outside Lu Youyi, a lonely place with no owner.
It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous.
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. Ink Plum Blossoms by Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house are blooming with faint ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Early Plum Blossoms Zhang said that a tree with cold plum blossoms and white jade strips was on the road back to Lincun near the creek bridge.
I don’t know that the water flowers bloomed first, but it is suspected that they have not been sold after the winter snow. Mo Mei: Don't hate the waste of painting and calligraphy when living in a simple way. There is no need to seek differences, only similarities.
The jade face is not as beautiful as the color of a jackdaw, so I entrust the jade dust to the Han Palace. The early plum blossoms are all gone. Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but their solitary roots are warm and alone.
In the deep snow in front of the village, a branch bloomed last night. Bu Suanzi Yong Mei Mao Zedong sees spring coming back with wind and rain, and welcomes spring with flying snow.
The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches. Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only reports that spring has come.
When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled among the bushes. Mo Mei The village near the waterside of the deep valley on the edge of Zhangzhe Mountain was once stripped of flowers and lost the soul of its guests.
I still hate the meaningless east wind, which blows misty rain and darkens the dusk. Early Plum Blossoms Li Gongming has an east wind and a west wind. The leaves in the mountains are empty.
Only the plum blossoms can’t be blown away, and there is still new white and new red. Mo Mei Painter Zhao Bingwen doesn’t paint with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight.
It’s impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for beautiful women. Recalling Plum Blossoms Li Shangyin is determined to live at the end of the world, leaning towards the beauty of things.
Winter plum.
3. Poems about Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum
Plum: Huafa looks for spring and is happy to see plum blossoms, and one plant is piled high with snow on the roadside.
When he recalled the old days of Nanmo in Fengcheng, it was hard for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy. I heard the plum blossoms blowing in the morning breeze, and snow piles filled the four mountains.
How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man? There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone.
I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance. Orchid: Autumn orchids reflect the jade pond, and the water in the pond is clear and fragrant. The hibiscus blossoms in the wind, with two mandarin ducks among them.
Pisces are eager to fly, and birds fly back when they are two. During the Nine Autumn Period, you and your concubine share the same clothes.
Bow down and wave the plain waves, look up and hold the fragrant orchid. I still miss the guests, but I hope the wind will sigh forever.
Bamboo: The south wind came today and disturbed the bamboos in front of the courtyard. The low-pitched alto will be heard, and the armor blades will touch each other.
Xiao Ran’s wind and snowy mood can be broken but not humiliated. Feng Ji bamboo has returned, and Yi Yi scattered green jade.
Where is the old mountain now? The autumn rain is barren of chrysanthemums. If you know whether this king is healthy or not, return to sweep the green chrysanthemum of Nanxuan: the lion and dragon are flying into the sky, and you will be glorious again! The alleys and streets are filled with fragrance, and the chrysanthemums bloom on the desks in September.
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of carriages and horses. I ask you, what can you do? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it. The chamomile in front of the court moves late, and the green pistils cannot be picked during the Double Ninth Festival.
What's the use of the remaining flowers blooming when I wake up from the depression tomorrow? There are many fragrant flowers in the wild beside the fence, and they are picked up and brought up to the middle hall. The branches and leaves grow in the air, and the roots are lost and entangled in the wind and frost.
4. Poems about plums, orchids, chrysanthemums, and bamboos
The light fragrance is as golden as the golden ones. The graceful gentleman lives, and his reputation is passed down from generation to generation. The bamboo back carries the history of the Qin and Han Dynasties. Original plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum In the wilderness of Meipingming, the fragrance of purple pistils is spread lightly. He has always been a gentleman, and a few people know Li Saoyan. There are no bamboos in the world. People are common, and they always live by the green stream. They pull out new green every year, and report peace every year. Chrysanthemum The Double Ninth Festival is approaching, walking in the snow to find traces of fragrance. If you want to be favored by the king, you must thank the east wind. The orchid saint is happy with the dragon's face, and the master of painting is painting. Every year, it is Christmas Eve, with a pot of wine to the sound of firecrackers. The chrysanthemums are rustling in the west wind, and the wild geese are flying south. , the faint fragrance comes and walks in a hurry. Mo Yanxun's snow is three-thirds white, and a fragrance is carried in the east wind. The king of Lan Qin writes about fragrant orchids, proud of the frost. I would rather die with the fragrance than to be the king of flowers. Original plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums are found in the snow. I have a special liking for plum blossoms.
5. Poems about Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum
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Autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and it is said that the fence becomes increasingly sloping. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed. (Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum")
The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, and the pistils are cold, fragrant and cold, and it is difficult for butterflies to come. If I were the Qing Emperor in his future years, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. (Huang Chao's "Ying Chrysanthemum")
All the fragrances are shaking down, and only Xuanyan takes up the scenery in the small garden. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to use the sandalwood board to seal the gold bottle.
(Lin Bu's "Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden")
There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. (Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms")
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put aside his writing and commentaries. The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. (Lu Meipo's "Snow Plum")
Do not let go of the green mountains, and the roots are still in the broken rocks. It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. (Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo and Stone")
When autumn comes on September 8th, my flowers will bloom and they will all turn white. The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is covered with golden armor. (Huang Chao)
The mountain is one foot deep, and thousands of poles are like bunches of green. I have always loved things so much that I worked hard to move my house into a bamboo forest (Repairing Yiling and Living in a Seclusion by Li She)
He cultivates his tips to make them stand out, and he refuses to be humble and refuses to be in the bush. There is integrity and uprightness in the sky, and there is no mind and emptiness. (Bamboo by Song Qi)
There are three green bamboo poles in front of the window, and the cool wind blows the whole courtyard in the cold. Don’t be disgusted by the king who is always in front of you. He turns into a dragon and goes to meet the difficulties. (Book House Bamboo by Cai Que)
Orchids are both spring blooms, and chrysanthemums are blooming in autumn. The fragrance is fragrant and the herbs are fragrant, and the heroes are beautiful. (Chrysanthemum, Wang Shuzhi of Jin Dynasty)
The nature of things has always come from different families. Who is greedy for coldness, thinness and age? Chrysanthemums are white in the land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums in spring. (Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty)
The drums are played as rituals, and the ballet dances are passed down; (Nine Songs, Lihun, Qu Yuan)
Orchid grass is naturally fragrant and grows beside the avenue. It takes eight or nine months to sicken, and all of them are in the bundle of salary. (Ancient Yuefu, Han Dynasty Anonymous)
The autumn wind rises and white clouds fly, the grass and trees turn yellow and the wild geese return south. The orchids are beautiful, the chrysanthemums are fragrant, and I can't forget the beautiful woman I cherish. The floating boat is coming to the Fen River, and the waves are flowing across the middle. The flutes and drums are singing, and the music is singing, and there is great joy and much sorrow. How old are you when you are young? (Autumn Wind Ci Liu Che)
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6. Write poems about plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, urgent
Based on my weak memory, I can still think of the following sentences, most of which are famous quotes: Autumn bushes surround the house Just like the Tao family, it is said that the fence is getting sloping day by day.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers bloom. (Yuan Zhen, "Chrysanthemum") The rustling west wind fills the courtyard with plants, and the pistils are cold, fragrant and cold, and it is difficult for butterflies to come.
If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would be rewarded with peach blossoms. (Huang Chao's "Ying Chrysanthemum") All the fragrances are shaking down, and only Xuan Yan takes up the scenery in the small garden.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other with a slight chant, and there is no need to seal the gold bottle with a sandalwood board. (Lin Bu's "Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden") There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. (Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms") The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet put down his pen and commented on it.
The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms. (Lu Meipo's "Snow Plum") He insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and his roots are still in the broken rocks.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. (Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo and Stone").
7. Write poems about the Four Gentlemen
Excerpt some poems about the Four Gentlemen: Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum for appreciation.
1. Plum Blossoms
1. Lu You's original poem "Bu Suanzi·Ode to Plum Blossoms"
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
There is no intention to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
2. Mao Zedong's original poem "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei"
Wind and rain send spring back, and flying snow welcomes it. There are already hundreds of feet of ice on the cliff, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.
Qiao doesn’t fight for spring, she only repays it. When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled among the bushes.
3. Lin Hejing's "Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden"
All the flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul.
Fortunately, there is no need for a golden bottle with a sandalwood board to make love with each other if we chant slightly. 4. Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms"
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
2. Orchid
Chiang Zi's "Ode to Orchid"
It plays on a bright moonlit night, when the beautiful girl was thinking and the water was gurgling.
How the fragrant grass loses its way back, leaving traces of fragrance all over the world.
2. "Ancient Style" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone. Although the sun is shining brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness.
The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting. If there is no breeze blowing, for whom will the fragrance come out?
3. Liu Hao's "Guangqun Fangpu" of the Qing Dynasty
No one knows about the orchid in the deep valley, and the visitors planted the fragrance left by me in Dongxuan.
I know that there is clear fragrance that can relieve filth, and I even pity the delicate leaves and frost.
The roots are dense and the rocks are fragrant in autumn early, and the clumps lean against them to provide shade at noon.
When I wanted to leave the poem in Wuwu, I saw a chapter of Chu Ci in front of my eyes.
The light of the weeping dew is slanted, and the wind and shadow are slanted.
The layman understands this by looking at leaves rather than flowers.
4. "Orchid" by Liu Bowen of the Ming Dynasty
The orchid is in the empty mountain, the beauty's love is invisible, and it is written in the clear window.
Orchid, He Feifei, the world is full of admiration, I want to be full of admiration, and be independent and unconventional.
The orchid is good for whom, it is fragrant in the cold wind and grows old.
3. Bamboo
1. Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo 32313133353236313431303231363533e59b9ee7ad9431333363353932 Stone"
He insists that the green mountains will not relax, and the roots are in the broken cliffs.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.
2. "Bamboo" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty
Entering the water, the light moves, and the green shadows appear in spring. There are bamboo shoots growing in the dew, and the moss color brushes the frost roots.
The weaving can bear the fragrance and sweat, and the planting can catch the cotton scales. Three beams were used, and one section was dedicated to Wang Sun.
3. "Inscription on Hsinchu" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Several stems have a faint jade color and are covered with green smoke in the evening. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
As the day approaches the threshold, I want to get the eight curtains of clouds. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
4. "Ting Bamboo" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
The lead and powder knots of polyester are exposed, and the green jade branches are shaken by the wind. Yiyi is like a gentleman, there is no place where he is not suitable.
4. Chrysanthemums
1. "He Guo Zhubu" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty
Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang.
2. "Zhaochang Hanju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The light muscles and weak bones scatter the secluded flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds.
If you want to know the old medicine, it will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
3. "Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers bloom.
4. "Chrysanthemum Rhythm" by Li Shiguang
The autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers, and the endless romance writes about the sunset;
Pick up random sentences, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes.
8. Verses about Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum
Plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are commonly known as the Four Gentlemen. Because they are not affected by the wind and cold, they look like dignified gentlemen, so they are called the Four Gentlemen. Plum blossoms come out of the snow, Arrow orchids are hidden in the valley; the wind blows through the bamboo forest, and the fragrance of purple chrysanthemums floats.
"Plum Blossom" by Wang Anshi There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
"Ancient Style" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone. Although the sun is shining brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness.
The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting. If there is no breeze blowing, for whom will the fragrance come out?
"Inscribed on Hsinchu" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, several stems are of faint jade color, with green smoke in the evening. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
As the day approaches the threshold, I want to get the eight curtains of clouds. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Huang Chao of the Tang Dynasty: When autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. The incense formation soaring to the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor.
The plum blossoms are as white as the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms.
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9. Eight poems about plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know it’s not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming. ——Wang Anshi's "Plum Blossoms" A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.
Although the sun shines brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness. The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.
If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance? ——Li Bai's "Ancient Style" Several stems have a faint jade color, and are covered with green smoke in the evening.
The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern. Gradually, when the threshold is reached, I want to get the eight curtains of clouds.
If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you? ——Du Mu's "Inscription on Hsinchu" Dark light purple, melting yellow.
Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant. When is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun.
May the golden parrot be promoted to Bai Yutang. ——Li Shangyin's "Chrysanthemum" Outside the post station, beside the broken bridge, a lonely flower blooms without an owner.
It is already dusk, I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous.
It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. ——Lu You's "Bu Shuzi Yong Mei" The orchid is in the valley, and no one knows it.
Just for the sweet fragrance, I pray all over the mountains and corners. ——Chen Yi's "Orchid" He insists on not letting go of the green mountains, and his roots are still in the broken rocks.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. ——Zheng Xie's "Bamboo and Stone" Autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping around.
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after the flowers bloom. ——Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemum".