Peach blossoms are scattered and peach branches are drooping. In the silence and darkness, you are late.
Peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, and peach branches are hammered down. In this green shade, people who walk can't help but slow down.
2,' Reward Qian Shan to Send' Zhang Songkun.
The old farmer went to collect sand, but he didn't know that China could grow peaches.
The old farmers gathered in Changsha in groups of three and five, not knowing that peaches had settled in Xihua.
3,' Four Jin Taoqu' Ming Liu Song.
Four catties of peaches, precious in the world, are carved and offered to guests. Queen Hai Xia has red spots on her cheeks, and the jade ball contains autumn water.
These four catties of peaches are authentic and delicious in the world. When they are put on carved plates and presented to guests for tasting, they all praise their size. The red dot on the peach is like the blush on the queen mother's face. This peach contains the beauty of the whole autumn.
4, "Two Autumn Rain" Zhang Songlei
Yun Qi in Nanshan is full of gloomy clouds, and the curtain is cool and deep in early July. Peach branches and tung leaves are old, and the wind and rain are worrying.
Dark clouds rose in Nanshan, the courtyard became gloomy, and the door curtain covered me and I felt the chill in July. Peaches are covered with branches, tung leaves are old, and the continuous wind and rain are worrying.
5, "Self-painted Peach Blossom Map" modern Xie Longsheng.
It blooms in March and matures in May. Show me the photos. Show me the photos.
Peaches bloom in March and ripen in May. Draw a picture and feast your eyes.
2. Peach Blossom's poems are chaotic. Li: Bai Juyi Li Peng Lake is late.
Deer drink cold water. Year and worry.
Ever since I saw peach blossoms. There are still peach blossoms running on the water, and I don't know autumn under the peach blossoms.
Bamboo without waves (Bai Bo). After parting, Liu Lang will come again today, and the peach trees in Venice are red.
Give you a bamboo stick. The author of Jiangnan Dream.
Holding a white phoenix tail. At present, there are few old friends and they are sweating like a pig.
Picking up pine branches in warm winter: Spring red flies to Heping Cave. It's a waste of time here.
I still want to get drunk in spring after 1000 minutes: Cuihu narrowly passed Longmen at this gate last year. Today, the author of "The title city is Nanzhuang". Today's parting is a dream, green hemp fiber.
Dream of the melancholy of Moling. You can stay at home at dusk and sing like a peach blossom fan. No one can miss those flowers, but you can't hide your tears when you feel guilty.
At this moment. The queen mother's peach blossoms are red a thousand times, and the sunset only sees the water flowing eastward. There is no doubt until now: Chen Zhisui came out of the mountain to reflect the wedge peak.
Hu Daolian's author, the sky is at the bottom of Qingxi. Zheng ren advised me to do golden quyi.
Both moss and tung are old. The author of "Yu Jie Xing", the ancients were invincible in three walks.
Sooner or later, you have to pay the price of your body. The past is nowhere to be found: Li Bai will want to go by boat. The author of the joke sequence.
The horn is in the spotlight. The author of Zuoxi, sad jade platform, sent to Baipingzhou, tender burning gold.
Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds: it often rains and rests in the east of Yanglin, and there are many white hairs on its head. Jiaopu, the first in the county, is beautiful in makeup and has a lonely boat for two thousand miles. The fairy is sad and desolate: the rustling west wind in Huang Chao is full of courtyard load: the old man on Changjian Lake makes a rocky (island) head: Yan Shu small peach blossom and early plum blossom.
Please wait for the peach blossom hole, throw gold to solve the dragon and horse, and ask the fishing boat on the west bank of Shijie: Peach blossoms are everywhere in Wang Changling. The author of "Peach Blossoms in the Downtown".
"Yuan and ten years from Langzhou called to the capital for a play" Author: Egrets fly in front of Mount Zhang Xisai Author: Relying on the seaside and the ancient border state, the arch eyebrows grow easily sad. The author of "Partridge Sky", the peach blossom is full of thousands of miles.
Dance along the center of the willow building. Du Xuan Guanli Peach Blossom Thousand Trees, Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.
If you want an oriole to cry, who can you ask if your blood is not coagulated? The fragrant screen hides the moon.
Just waiting to see the sky, laughing without answering my heart. Peach blossoms flow away, and boats are like whales.
Lying shirtless in the East Pavilion: Bai Juyi has a wide face in March. "Revisiting Du Xuanguan" is half covered with moss. Where is the hole in Qingxi?
Zhu Yeting, the author of Bamboo Branches, is a painter. The author of Ruan Langgui, a cold butterfly is hard to come by, remember to meet and hate each other.
Wei Niang, the author of Recalling Jiangnan, is too thin to see the spring in Chang 'an. But when it comes to this hope: Su Shi has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, turning over a fairy, and the peach blossoms are covered with bones and muscles.
Dismantle it before the east wind blows. From then on, Wulingxi: Huangfusongfeng Peach Blossom Valley Apricot.
Birds fly a thousand white spots, and the bottom of the smoke is a leaf. "Spring Thoughts" Author: Zhang Xu faint flying bridge across the wild smoke, the river asked Crane Tower.
The author of "Looking for Li Jiuzhuang in Three Days", a lush meadow and a pond: Yan's colorful sleeves hold a jade clock diligently. If I were in another year, I would dream of Yao and Tai.
A day flies in dongfeng evil. Buy silk embroidery: Li Bai asked Yu why he lived in Blue Mountain.
Avoid throwing lightly. Beauty goes to the jade statue? Peng Lihu is the author of "The Late Return".
I don't know. After saying goodbye, twenty men were pushed. People don't know where to go.
Tonight, there is a silver-red photo left: Jia Zhicao is green and Liu is yellow. Taohuawu is connected with the Sports Ape Temple.
Peach blossoms flow with the water every day. When it comes to autumn, Xin Qiji takes pictures by the stream and sweeps the Nanshan clouds at night. Remember the main bridge.
A bird is hard to find, and the fragrance of every flower is precious. Collecting Cui Yu's poems related to peaches and peach blossoms, no one can forgive anyone.
Smile at your face, Hu Die. Spring or dusk.
Peach blossom atlas "goodbye" author. Wang Jian and Hu Die.
Peach blossoms leave the ancient shore, just as the puffer fish wants to go up, full of incense symbols. The author of Immortality is fortunate to have tea buds and begonia. Because of the kindness of the host, two flowers shook their heels, and there was no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle: Liu Yuxi's world of mortals came: Zhao Wei stepped on the dust for three years.
Lead back to the river to get started, report peach blossoms and spring flowers, but pour wine on Zhaozhou soil, killing Chang' an frivolous children and getting drunk. The horse crossed the snowy street before dawn, until the stream in front of the door flowed, the peach blossoms were muddy, and the bees and butterflies fought lightly? The empty valley is bright, and the nocturne is full of buildings.
Cui E's eyes are full of affection. Tongzhou is even more paid, and it is a hollow name.
Where does Taoism return? "Send Yuan Gong to visit Hubei and Bamboo to seek scenery and promote romance" Author: Bai Juyi's life in April is full of beauty. Qing Li's letter is very poor.
Wang Changling's royal pet was temporarily moved to the court. Singing Who is with Jade, Golden Flower Wax Wine Relieves Sorrow: Yan is as youthful as a flower; Looking for a swordsman for 30 years, China women are jade scraps.
I don't know who swallowed my hook and tilted my head to take root in the peach blossom atlas of Question and Answer in the Mountain. The author of "Health Mistakes", Zhu Yanqing.
Who painted the colored hair? Forget Yaotai Road? The author of Song for Shen Ya.
Dancing in front of my eyes: the peach blossoms in the south of Baijuyi Village are infinite, and I want to accompany Cai. The shore is sad and the sky is broken, and the jade is loose.
Xiongguangbao Mine presents Chun Qing. The author of Fairy Descent lives in the east and east of Qiantang.
I hate having nowhere to go in spring, and I cherish a sunny year together. I won't look back after customs, the fish will return to the seaside, and a peach blossom water makes me sick. The author of the peach blossom atlas "Going Out" is absent-minded.
In those days, I was drunk and went boating in Yonghe for three days. Peng Zu Wu Xian, the author of Immortal, died several times.
The peach blossoms are in bloom. Peach blossom after the horse, snow before the horse.
I'm not homesick tonight. The author of Thirty Years' Searching for the Swordsman raised his eyes several times and lowered his head several times.
Infatuation is wrong to live in the world of mortals, and willow waves are always planted. Why doesn't Ruanlang come back?
The author of "Spring Festival Evening Tweets", the peach blossoms are all in bloom, and the peach blossoms are full of mandarin fish fat, and the hands gently twist the red beans. If the mountain turns back, it will bloom with the peach blossom, which means long.
The long years before the silver candle tree? You don't need to drink. Drink. "Ancient Meaning" Author: Li He south wind blows the mountain to the ground.
South China condemns: Huang Fusong sleeps upstairs, and Ishii sounds. Cheng Yuan, the author of A Farewell to Wuling.
Who knows General Ma? When the weather is sunny, peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze: Mrs. Li, he is like a bamboo. Mangroves, leaning over Yucheng bamboo trees.
Think back ten years ago. Yusheng is still in love with peach blossoms, and I am the only one who comes alone with affection. I seldom worry about people. My short-selling strategy is like Vatican editing.
The author of "Water Margin" is worried about spring, and the willow in the spring contains fine smoke. "Peach Blossom Creek" Author: Li He plays the piano on the cliff, holding life and death faithfully.
When I go to court, I want to live in a crow. In spring and afternoon, there are peach blossoms and catkins everywhere in Jiangcheng.
Looking back at the fairy's eyebrows. The author of Partridge Day.
"Haug" Author: Zhu lonely, long days. Don't worry about the east wind: when the swallow comes, the sun shines brightly, making the window screen.
Green bamboo hat Therefore, people are at the peach blossom bank.
3. Do poems and allusions about peaches count?
peach blossom
Cui Hu
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
I don't know where to go.
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Du Xuan Guan Taohua
Liu Yuxi
The purple world of mortals came to my face,
No one can't see the back of the flowers.
Du Xuan Guanli Peach Thousand Trees,
It's all Liu Lang's failure.
The Legend of the "First" Peach in Yangshan
According to legend, during the Wei and Jin Dynasties, phoenix shadows were common on the east wall of Xicheng. One day, several phoenixes were drinking water from Taihu Lake, and it would rain heavily. The phoenixes had nowhere to hide. Seeing that there was no rain in the northwest, they flew there.
Strange to say, the phoenix flew, and the rain followed, and the phoenix rain went all the way down Yangshan. Phoenix was tired and looked at Yangshan, but did not rest. At the right time, dark clouds and rain surrounded the phoenix. Although the rain is small, the phoenix is inevitable. Seeing the dark clouds pressing the phoenix, the top of Yangshan shines brightly.
A dried peach with golden light parted the dark clouds, carried the phoenix, led the phoenix forward and entered a farmhouse. Golden light gathers, and dark clouds drift outside the door. Soon, the dark clouds cleared and the sun came out again.
When the dried peach falls to the ground, it turns into a peach tree, and only one bear fruit, hence the name one.
According to legend, the top peaches are absolutely delicious and the best peaches in Wuxi.
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4. What are the poems about peaches? 1. Peach blossoms are scattered and peach branches are drooping.
From: Ten Lines Xi Line Xi by Yao He in Tang Dynasty
Peach blossoms are flying all over the sky, and there are so many peaches that the branches are drooping.
2, four pounds of peaches are treasured by the world, and the carved board is a guest. Queen Hai Xia has red spots on her cheeks, and the jade ball contains autumn water.
Yuan Dynasty: Liu Song's Song of Four Jin of Peach
These four catties of peaches are authentic and delicious in the world. When they are put on carved plates and presented to guests for tasting, they all praise their size. The red dot on the peach is like the blush on the queen mother's face. This peach contains the beauty of the whole autumn.
3, peaches are pressed on the leaves of tung trees, and the wind and rain are coming.
From: Two Poems by Zhang Leiqiu in Song Dynasty
Peaches crushed all the branches, and the continuous rain turned gloomy.
4. The old farmer went to collect sand and didn't know that peaches were in China.
Said by: Song Zhang Kun, Appreciating Qian Shan.
The old farmers gathered in Changsha in groups of three and five, not knowing that peaches had settled in Xihua.
5, hearts are ripe like fire and thrown into the world and the world.
From: Ming Dynasty "Ji", nine poems about immortals.
Hearts are ripe and thrown into the world, red as fire.
5. What are the poems praising peaches? Pre-Qin Yao Tao: The nameless peach burns its brilliance.
The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house. Peach blossoms are in full bloom and there are countless fruits.
The girl is going to get married, and the heir who gave birth early is going to make a fortune. Peach is dead. It comes from Ye Zhenzhen.
The girl is getting married, and Comix is in harmony. "Peach in the Garden" Pre-Qin: There are peaches in the anonymous garden, which is actually a dish from the source.
But I am full of sadness, singing a sad song in a low voice. Those who don't understand my pain must say that I am a bookworm and aloof.
These understandings are correct, but please tell me what to do. I have endless sadness, people in the world, who can you know! Who can really understand my heart? I'd better not break my heart in vain! There are thorns in the garden, which are actually food. But now I am full of sadness and wandering around the vast fields.
Those who don't understand my pain will definitely say that my nerd is an idiot. These understandings are correct, but please tell me what to do. I have endless sadness, people in the world, who can you know! Who can really understand my heart? I'd better not break my heart in vain! In Song Dynasty, Mo Mo burned willow: Huang Tingjian's Mo Mo burned willow full of Jiangnan spring scenery.
The rain is sunny, the wind is warm and the smoke is light, and the weather is intoxicated. The mountains are full of flowers, the water is full of blue and green.
Song Lou is full of wine, so he has the right to recruit people and code blue. In the Yuan Dynasty, the style of writing hated the east wind, blowing jade branches, and jathyapple pear blossoms were also jealous.
Spend a romantic time in Cai Feng without vulgarity. Liu Lang went, and the fairy wore light makeup on the Wuling River.
"Song of Spring Tour" In Tang Dynasty: Sun Changshi's peach blossoms rose in the Yuan Dynasty, and Yan concubine moved. The blooming peach blossom seems to have stolen her rosy cheeks, and the willow branches under the eaves seem to have learned her lithe figure.
She lingered among the flowers, watching butterflies flying and listening to orioles singing in the branches. Why don't you stand in the Woods and ask, her romantic difference is famous.
6. Poems about peaches. peach (tree)
All right, all right, turn on the light.
It rained all afternoon.
The house is too dark. Turn on the light. Go ahead.
Four is four and ten is ten.
Fourteen is forty.
Okay, okay, let's be serious. Read this poem
You recite:
God curse you!
honey peach
The closer I get to autumn, the more I want to send myself out.
Catch a pair of suitable eyes and open them.
Soft and lush moment, splashing the echo of the waterfall.
The faint autumn wind wrapped up the taste and slipped into the midnight.
Fragrant memories, like the tip of tattoos.
On the skin of Jiangnan, I cut into the water.
Looking back at the hurricane, a new leaf grew in the nut.
So, I'm willing to go down.