Write an ancient poem with peach blossom, lotus, chrysanthemum and plum blossom.

Write poems about lotus flowers.

South of the Yangtze river

Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.

Fish play in the lotus leaves, fish play in the lotus leaves,

Fish hits the lotus leaf in the west, fish hits the lotus leaf in the south and fish hits the lotus leaf in the north.

Cailian District Wang Changling

The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.

Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.

Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli of Chu Xiao Jingci School.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Cut plum in the northern song dynasty. Li Qingzhao

Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Lotus Qingshitao

Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking;

In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.

Love Lotus Song Zhou Dunyi

There are many flowers on land and water vegetation. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang came, peonies have been loved all over the world. Love lotus alone, never touch the mud, clear ripples but not evil, direct communication, not sloppy, but far away without being ridiculous.

◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu

Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.

◇ Yong Furong ~ Southern Dynasties Shen Liang said

The breeze blows the purple leaves and gently reveals Zhu's room. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.

◇ picking lotus ~ Wu Liangjun in Southern Dynasties

Brocade mixed with flowers, Luo Yi hung on the Qinghe River. Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, this lotus is fresh.

◇ Ode to the Lotus ~ Jiang Hong

There are micro-grasses in Zebei, which can be rejuvenated. Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun. Moving to the fish pond is a great loss. How to frost dew, should be with the canopy.

◇ Ode to Concentric Furong ~ Sui Dugong War

Burning lotus, graceful water. Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Ying Tong

There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The boat docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.

◇ Antique (XXVI) ~ Tang Libai

Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the flying frost fade.

If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi.

◇ Picking Lotus Songs ~ Southern Dynasties Liu Liang Xiao Wei

Golden oar Mulan boat, playing Jiangnan lotus. Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering.

◇ Give a gift by folding the lotus ~ Tang Libai

Rowing to the river, the rippling river is more like a bright lotus. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round. This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away. Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.

◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin

They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late. Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.

◇ Lotus ~ Wen Tingyun

The green pond shakes the iron pot to pick up the gold, and the orchid is rolled into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.

◇ Going out of Jingci Temple at night to send Lin Zifang to Yang Wanli.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

◇ Qianchi Furong ~ Wen Zhiming

Flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns to Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.

Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon. It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond.

◇ cut plum ~ Li Qingzhao in Northern Song Dynasty

Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

◇ Su Muzhe ~ Zhou Bangyan in Northern Song Dynasty

Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.

My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong

Dongjiatan is endless and tree-lined. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.

◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru

Lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.

◇ Furong ~ Banqiao, Zheng Qing

The most pitiful blush is a few traces, as well as the small bamboo door beside the bridge outside the water. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.

Thinking about hometown ~ Modern leisure literature

Say goodbye to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water of Ou Xiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn.

Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.

Thinking of Xin in Nanting in Summer ~ Meng Haoran

The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

◇ Untitled Second ~ Li Shangyin

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

◇ summer bosom friend ~ Ji Xu

In addition to the stillness of running water, you can sleep alone and be free. The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.

Huanxi sand snow Zhao Yun

I hate the whole country, I cried a lot of red tears, and the wind condensed my skin. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.

◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun

Riding on a float and crossing the lotus pond, the song is melodious and wakes up the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.

◇ Huanxisha Li Jing

Xiang Lian sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.

The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.

◇ Si Dixiang Sun Guangxian

How's it going? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves. Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus.

Yi Yuhang Pan Lang

I remember that lonely mountain for a long time. It was like clusters in the middle of the lake. The monk's room is surrounded by the lake, and he will come back when it is clear.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

◇ Mulberry Seed Picking and Ouyang Xiu

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

◇ Ouyang Xiu, Linjiang County

In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east.

Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook. The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

Liuyong, Gan Caozi

At dusk in autumn, the lotus is scattered and the pearls are raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.

I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.

◇ Die Hua Lian Yan Dao Ji

The first turning point of frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.

Lotus is delicate and full of tears. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.

◇ Give birth to faults, Yan Dao Ji.

I hate wading across the river for a long time, so I moved closer to the stream head. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop. Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.

◇ Ruan Langgui Early Summer Su Dongpo

Green locust, high willow, swallows, new cicadas, the wind first enters the string. Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep.

After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.

◇ Yongyule Su Dongpo

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, the lotus leaves the dew, and the loneliness is unknown. Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden. Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? It's like a dream in ancient and modern times, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.

Man Fang Ting Huang Tingjian

The water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed. Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup.

The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving. I can hear that after a light rain, she bloomed, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen.

The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes. The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green.

Huang Chao

Nanyuan is better than summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.

Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.

Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions.

Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job.

◇ Nan Kezi, a wonderful selection of poems by sages of Tang and Song Dynasties.

Shili Qingshan is far away, and the tide is flat and the road is sand. Several times, birds complained that the years were another bleak time of the end of the world!

The Millennium gathers the waning moon, and the breeze scatters the clouds. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days?

Lady Manwei of Bodhisattva

The Red Chamber leans against the bend of the stream, and the stream in front of the building is cold and jade. Mulan boat rippled, with people and teenagers on board. Lotus is charming and wants to say, laughing into the mandarin duck spectrum. On the waves, smoke is low, and on the song month, diamonds return.

Su Muzhe Zhou Bangyan

Burn incense and cool off the heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. Chuyang on the leaves is dry and rainy. The water surface is clear and round, and the wind and load are lifted one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? Who lives in Wumen,

Long trip to Chang 'an. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.

◇ Huanxisha Zhang Yuangan

The mountain shakes the lake around the city, the reflection of the lake infiltrates the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night. When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning.

Linjiang county Ye Mengde

I didn't see the fish jump over the harbor, but I passed by the lake on purpose. Whispering winds and chaotic Yu He. Wei Yun blew away and the moon fell. I haven't finished drinking a glass of white wine, and I'm staggered when I come back.

No one can sing the song of picking ling. Xiao Xuan pillow bamboo, eaves shadow hanging star river.

◇ Niannujiao Jiang Kui

Make a scene. Remember to try Yuanyang for company when you come. Thirty-six cruel people have not arrived, and there are countless water clothes. The green leaves are cool, the jade capacity sells wine, and the rain falls. Shake it,

Cold fragrance flies to poetry. At dusk, the green pavilion is graceful, and the lover has gone, so why put up with Ling Bo? I'm afraid the dance clothes will fall off easily when they get cold, and I'm afraid I'll enter Nanpu and Xifeng. High willows cast shadows, old fish blow waves,

Leave me to live in the greenhouse. How many fields, how much back to the sand.

Yan Feng Lian ren

I dreamed of the Tang dynasty, and the end of spring in the palace was late, just as I was dancing and dragging. Cui Yun's team is full of scarlet clothes and his hands are hanging down. Suddenly, the drums rushed up and flew out in a panic like Cai Feng.

I dreamed of seeing Princess Wan Qiong and seeing the lotus being blown by the wind.

Narcissus chanting Jiangnan Zhang

A river is full of smoke and water, and people on both sides draw eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The original painting is to the end of the world, the wine flag is outside the wind, and the situation is set in Jiangnan.

On this day last year, in this door, people's faces and peaches set each other off.

I don't know where to go, but the peach blossom in the spring breeze still smiles.

Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.

In April, the world is full of beautiful scenery, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom.

Peach blossom poem

Spring brings continuous rain, and peach blossoms bloom for the second time.

The fragrance of flowers is green, which makes people suspicious of Yaotai.

Three or four miles along the shore are all planted by Liu Lang.

Willow waves lean against peach trees, and beauty laughs.

Beauty's real name is a teacher, and she has contact with the branch.

The face is more beautiful than peach blossoms, and the realm is like a breeze.

Seeing Lang leaning on a peach tree, he was very angry and vomited.

"Slave no peach blossom? Slaves have no peach blossoms?

Why don't you smile when you see slaves? Why is it so late? "

Lang Yan is graceful, but there is no peach blossom.

The beauty was furious and folded the flowers and threw them at Lang.

"Flowers are better than people, so spend a good night with them!"

Lang Yan was ashamed and shook hands with each other.

Jade hand suddenly pulled away, and the beauty didn't speak.

Peach blossoms are the most oblique and in a hurry.

He reached out and cut onions, striding across Ling Bo.

I don't know if the moss is slippery, but I will go into the water in an instant.

Peach blossoms float in the water, and beautiful women dance in the water.

Liu Lang was afraid and surprised, and picked up the peach branches to meet him.

Beautiful peach blossoms fall with the water.

Lang hated that there was no water, so he shouted for help.

This place is remote and the villagers can't listen.

Lang hurried back to the village head and was begged by people.

As for peach blossoms, only clear water flows.

Peach blossoms leave peach trees, and peach blossoms float.

Where is the beauty going? The peach blossoms are blooming.

Lang tears peach blossoms fall, and sorrow can't be collected.

I used to be proud of peach blossom, but now I take it as my enemy.

From then on, there will be no more peaches and no more love.

Only love and hate are left, accompanied by water.

Guan Xiu wrote five new poems of Shang Feng Shi, and boiled peach blossom water with tea. Counting the sails, it's never too late to start.

Nie Zage: I get up in the middle of the night, and I don't want to get up in the middle of the night. Peach blossoms stand in the moonlight with dewdrops.

* * * miscellaneous songs Hu Weiliu color, Peach Blossom Garden Fang. The wind blows into the curtains, just for the fragrance of clothes.

Wang Wei's slogan "Bordet banned" also shows that Pei Di escaped from the Internet, brushed his clothes and died. Leisurely the scepter of Chenopodium returns to the Peach Blossom Spring.

Pear blossoms in Qian Qi are as quiet as a cage moon, fragrant and cold don't drive away the wind. Peach blossoms shine on the ground and are finally laughed at by demons.

Twenty-two miscellaneous poems of Lantianxi in Qianqi: Peach Blossom at the Bottom of a Stone Well. That knows that under the secluded stone, he does not communicate with Wuling.

Gu Kuang listens to partridges, and there is no spring wine, and there is no spring bird. Stay in Taohua Village for one night and bring a song to welcome the morning.

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

* * * The peach blossoms on the white woman's konoha are blooming, and the fragrant buds are covered with raspberries. Although the beautiful scenery is worth visiting, Xiao Lang has a bright future.

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.

Li Jianxun said that peach blossoms must last for a long time, and you will come again if you don't learn from Liu Lang. (See recent situation in Southern Tang Dynasty)

Gu Kuang's words are like peach blossom water, and Liu Guquan is ringing outside the window. (For the title of Liu, see Ying Tianfu Zhi)

Bird mocked again, casually wrapped his head and stole his temple. No peach skin, full of almond eyes.

Wang Wei's seven pastoral songs (one is Wang Chuanliu Yan, and the sixth is Huang Fuzeng's poem), the wind rushes across the river and the scepter goes down to the west. Fisherman by apricot tree altar, family in peach blossom garden.

Yuan Zhen Sakura Sakura, one branch and two branches, ten million flowers. The flower brick once stood as a flower picker, and the broken skirt was as red as fire.

Gu Kuang Zaju Song Peach Blossom Song Gongren Dance Fengtai, Sui Family Panlong Boat. Kings get drunk at night and sleep in the spring, but they don't know that peach blossoms chase water.

* * * Miscellaneous songs Liangzhou songs Liu Rusi, the first Han Palace, and Shangyuan Peach Blossom even Bichi. A thousand years' wine is handed down by a holy hand, and a hundred poems are rewarded by astronomy.

Liu Yuxi's Zaqu recalls the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and cherishes the sunny days. There are peach blossoms on the running water. Bamboo leaves have nothing to say before they are drunk, but they are waiting to see the sky.

Su Xiang's zaqu and lyrics "Peach Blossom" are brilliant, and countless creative points are dancing. In order to see Fang Lin smile, he said goodbye to Wen Shu.

Zhang Zaqu Fishing Song Egrets fly to the side of Cisse Mountain, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, spring rain don't have to go back.

Du Fu gave Zhao Hong a pink and green moth to reflect the beauty of Chu Yun, and the peach blossom immediately became a pomegranate skirt. Father Luo went east alone to learn from his family.

When Liu Xian was a baby in Weibin, he should have a long peach blossom and willow, and the sand head was full of water. At this time, the place that Yu Jian came to visit hoped to be swaddled every year.

The Peach Blossom Garden Banquet in Su Xiang should make the peach blossom burn, brilliant and countless creative points fly. In order to see Fang Lin smile, he said goodbye to Wen Shu.

It is said that on March 3, Kunchi is windy, Xiaolingde talks about rhyme, the third day of March in late spring is heavy, and the peach blossoms are full of pools in spring. Music is winding up and down in the sky, and the fairy boat is swaying in the mirror.

Zhang Xu Peach Blossom Creek flies lightly across the wild smoke, and the west bank of Shijie asks the fishing boat. Peach blossoms follow the water all day long, and the mouth of the peach garden is by the stream?

There are three sages in Huanglian Teachers College of Kaiyuan Temple in Wuling, Wang Changling, who say that the Peach Blossom Garden is not as dusty as Wuling County. When I heard about the Qin dynasty, I avoided people's eyes and ears, and now I don't ask anyone.

Chang Jian spent three days looking for Li Jiuzhuang to rest in the rain, looking for Yanglin to cross the ferry, and Yonghe took a canoe for three days. The old friend's home lives on the bank of the stream, on the bank of the river, and there is a peach forest.

The old man sits on the rock head on the lake, but the peach blossom water in the lake flows. The bamboo pole waved endlessly. I don't know who swallowed my hook.

After Liu Changqing was safe, he thought of returning to a captain in the spring, but he thought of Chai Fei. The willow color in the old garden urges the south visitors, and the peach blossoms stay in the north in spring.

Li Bai gave it to Wang Lun (there are hundreds of Taohuatan in Jingxian County, and Wang Lun, a villager, often makes white wine). Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he heard a song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

In Li Bai's mountain, he asked Yu why he lived in Bishan, smiling without answering his heart. Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.

Li Bai's two boating poems were made into a stone dike of Qinglong in East Lumeng, and the peach blossoms sandwiched Lumengxi. If you teach the moon to go by boat, why not go to the stream?

Zhang Qian presented the beauty of Zhao, the moth reflected Chu Yun, and the peach blossom immediately became a pomegranate skirt. Father Luo went east alone to learn from his family.

The title of Cen Can Chunxing Opera was given to Hou Li, and the oriole wanted flowers, but your peach blossom couldn't bloom. See you in Chang 'an at the end of February. It's still early to send the spring breeze.

Cen Can's drunken drama Dou Zimei's lips are a little peach blossom, and her evening makeup is shy and partial. Look carefully, it's like a box girl. I am drunk and don't want to go back to Wushan.

Du Fu's quatrains are full of nine heartbroken poems, and the spring river is exhausted. Zhang Li Xu Bu Li Zhou Fang. On crutches, on crutches, standing on the Zhou Fang, I only watched catkins flying wildly in the wind like crazy, chasing the flowing peach blossoms lightly.

On the Du Fu River, Master Huang Tower stands in front of the river, languid and sleepy in the spring breeze. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.

Jia Zhi's two poems about spring, the grass is green, the willows are yellow, the peach blossoms are chaotic, and the plum blossoms are fragrant. Don't worry about the east wind, but spring can make you hate for a long time.

Dugu bid farewell to Zhang, the judge of Jingnan, who followed the camel and dreamed of Plantai later. Want to know the most peach blossoms, ask Wuling about the future.

The mountain of Qin, a gift to Geng, and several old friends from the two provinces stripped off. Qingshan Bai Niao is very poor. Now it's not the Qin dynasty, but also the peach blossom laughter.

Looking for Taohualing in Gu Kuang, Taohualing is located in the three ancient terraces. 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.

Gu Kuang Peach Blossom Wei Song 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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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 the Huangpi River, but the peach blossoms were gone.

Liu Shangti's water cave has two peach blossoms coming out of the foggy cave, dreaming of a fairy family and a tree spring. Now the water enters the hole, from the peach blossom source.

Fisherman Zhang sings, egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

Wang Anshi

end game

At dusk, the wind and rain hit the garden.

Residual chrysanthemums are scattered all over the floor;

It's okay to break a branch,

Poor son is precious to flowers.

Bai Juyi

White Chrysanthemum in the Night of the Double Ninth Festival;

The garden is full of flowers and chrysanthemums.

There are isolated lumps like frost in the room.

Just like today's song banquet,

Pulsatilla enters juvenile court.