Poetry of Osmanthus fragrans and Tea (Osmanthus fragrans Poetry) 1. Poems about osmanthus.
"Send Osmanthus fragrans to Tianzhu Mountain on August 17th" is short of thick frost and fine pistil, and this flower belongs to Yutang Fairy.
On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches of the toad cave were empty to remember the past years. The ragged monk pitied Geng Jie, and Yan Qing started a skirt-flowing women's fight.
I hope the public will pick you up, admire you, and don't send you to the old river bank. "Li Bai's" Yong Gui "is full of peaches and plums in the world, all in the golden head.
Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze. Glory cannot last long under first frost.
South, green leaves hang down the roots. Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?
Ni Zan's "Osmanthus fragrans" leaves osmanthus fragrans in late color, and the shade is pale in Qiu Guang. The decadent wind is still falling, and the flying night is still young.
The jade rope is low and the moon is short, and the golden duck burns incense. I suddenly remembered my hometown, felt very cold, and returned to my dream.
In Liqiao, Guangxi, the Silver Palace was not planted, and Yutang moved to a secluded place. Branches give birth to infinite months, and flowers are full of natural autumn.
A chivalrous man is a horse, and a fairy leaves the boat. May you be a Taoist priest, climb high and stay long.
Tan sitong, the Five Laws of Osmanthus fragrans, the light smoke in the field of Hunan, and the hibiscus falling at dusk. Sweet-scented osmanthus autumn garden, cool at night.
The fragrance disappears with the clouds, and people return to the moon. Who knows the meaning of mountains, I am worried about Jiangcheng! Miscellaneous songs, osmanthus songs pity the lonely osmanthus in the sky, but what about Heng E?
The Moon Palace is fortunate to have a spare field, so why not plant two plants in the center. In front of the hall, there are Shuang Ling trees in Tiantailing, Juyi, Bai Gui, and the front committee of Sima Tang is overgrown.
One who is not born in the bright moon, teaching in the mountains is better than dust. Lu Xie Chu Shi, broken osmanthus, see what to send. Yan Zhenqing and his party visited the mountains, which were cold and sweet-scented osmanthus white.
Green pheasant contains vegetarian calyx and is collected from pheasant. Suddenly, the poetry is in the rock, and the stone is fragrant.
The higher the whole south, thank you for your advice. I will enjoy the famous mountains and stay away from your seclusion.
On August 17, osmanthus fragrans was presented in Tianzhu Mountain. The element Su Shi was short of moon cream and thick and thin, and this flower belonged to Guitangxian. On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches of the toad cave were empty to remember the past years.
The mountain-breaking monk pitied Geng Jie, so he practiced skirt flow to fight against Qing Yan. I hope the public will pick you up, admire you, and don't send you to the old river bank.
Answer Xu Jue's "Hui Guihua Coconut Teapot" Huang Tingjian seeks prosperity and decline in everything, and he doesn't want to become silk. If you want to know where the New Year's Eve is, you can only say that there are cassia twigs in the mountains.
Osmanthus fragrans in Changsha Temple reopened, Chen sent you flowers to bloom twice, and the Vatican let them linger here at dusk. Don't teach laymen to lie on the couch, call out the west wing.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? Bird-singing Creek Wang Wei people idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Attachment: Gui Xiang is full of dew, and the stone ring is full of spring.
In the middle of the month, laurel trees fall and fragrant clouds float outside. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower
Jiang Yun is a desert, osmanthus is wet, and the sea and rain are in full bloom. Pity the lonely laurel in the sky, and beg Heng E for less.
Do not envy three spring peaches and plums, sweet-scented osmanthus becomes Xiang Qiu glory. Groups of children are swimming in the mountains, which are cold and sweet-scented osmanthus white.
Green pheasant contains vegetarian calyx and is collected from pheasant. Suddenly, the poetry is in the rock, and the stone is fragrant.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. Mountain clouds are deserts, and osmanthus is wet.
The sky sent two flowers, and the Vatican let them wander here at dusk. Don't teach laymen to lie on the couch, call out the west wing.
Shuang Ling tree on the rooftop, and Sima Tang's front committee. One who is not born in the bright moon, teaching in the mountains is better than dust.
Seek glory and decline in everything, and don't be friends. If you want to know where the New Year's Eve is, you can only say that there are cassia twigs in the mountains.
Asked what WU GANG had, WU GANG held out osmanthus wine. The thread is not fragrant, and the red cherry is colorless and sprayed.
The Moon Palace is fortunate to have a spare field, so why not plant two plants in the center. The moon lacks frost and is thick. This flower belongs to Gui Tangxian.
On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches of the toad cave were empty to remember the past years. The mountain-breaking monk pitied Geng Jie, so he practiced skirt flow to fight against Qing Yan.
I hope the public will pick you up, admire you, and don't send you to the old river bank. There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Last night, the west pool was full of dew and cool, and osmanthus blew off the fragrance in the moon.
2. Five osmanthus poems.
Yan Gui Fu written by Zhu in Song Dynasty is a graceful and fragrant work at the end of the year.
The leaves are dense and green, and the flowers are yellow. Tianxiang gives birth to pure thoughts, and clouds protect fairy makeup.
Who knows the king, empty songs recruit hidden chapters. In the Song Dynasty, Zhu's Mu played against the west wind, and Qiu was very busy for Iraq.
Under a book window, people and flowers are fragrant. On August 17th, Tianzhu Mountain presented osmanthus elements: Song Sushi was short of frost in the moon, thick and thin, and flowers belonged to Yutang Fairy.
On the eve of Jiu Feng's son's death, the branches of the toad cave were empty to remember the past years. The monk who broke the precepts pitied Geng Jie, and the girl who practiced skirt flow beat Qing Yan.
I hope the public will pick exquisite flowers instead of being lonely and fragrant. I didn't see my son when I went to see him yesterday. I wandered around the court, looking at mignonette. Then I asked for several branches in seven words. Yesterday, I knocked on Yunguan with my children and visited the rock flowers.
Moss is built into deep gold cloth, and water sinks and steams over millet piles. Send a poem to the North Courtyard to admire autumn scenery, so that I can have dinner at the west window.
Small flowers must break out of the cluster, and don't teach me to break the blue ball. The partridge sky is dull, with a soft corpus luteum. Li Qingzhao is dull, her corpus luteum is soft, and her feelings are sparse and fragrant. Why does she want light dark red? She is a first-rate flower.
Ding Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless. Why didn't they receive them in those years? Zhou Wenpu of the Song Dynasty occasionally stood on the lace and knew that he was ill. The mountain is full of trees tonight.
The clear dew touches the bottom of the shrub, and the oblique river is on it. A moment's fragrance is better, floating in Yun Lan.
Li Bai of Yongguitang planted peaches and plums in Jinzhangmen. Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.
Glory cannot last long under first frost. South, green leaves hang down the roots.
Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?
3. Ancient poems about osmanthus fragrans
Zhegu Tian Li Qingzhao
The faint yellow corpus luteum is soft, and the traces of love are far away, only fragrant. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower
Ding Mei is jealous, chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless. Why didn't they receive it then?
"Expensive" is clear. Zhang
When the West Lake is clear in August, where does it smell sweet?
Manjue dragons are all over the golden millet, and mountain winds are blowing all over the autumn.
Autumn night love song Zhu Shuzhen
Playing with the west wind is good for all kinds of incense. Who is busy for autumn?
Under a book window, people and flowers are fragrant.
Guihua song Lv shengzhi
Monopoly Sanqiu over other countries, and boast of orange green and orange yellow.
From the Mid-Autumn Festival next month, the fruit will float into the sky and smell sweet.
Dong Chenggui and Tang Baijuyi
Knowing the loneliness of osmanthus in the distant sky, I want to ask Chang 'e.
The Moon Palace is fortunate to have a spare field, so why not plant two plants in the center.
Yan yonggui
Ju Hee Song
Graceful rock, sweet-scented osmanthus at the end of the year.
The leaves are dense and green, and the flowers are yellow.
4. Poems about Osmanthus fragrans
Gui Zi falls in the middle of the moon, and the fragrance is floating outside the clouds —— Lingyin Temple written by the poet Song in the Tang Dynasty.
The autumn moon is cold, and the flowers are climbing every year. * * * said heaven on earth, I don't know if heaven remembers the world. -Chang 'e by Bian Gong in Ming Dynasty.
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion —— Recalling Jiangnan by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty.
Looking back at the teacher's way, osmanthus flowers fall in succession-Bai Juyi sent a message to Zen master in Tang Dynasty.
I can see the hibiscus flowers crying at the top of the slope, Gui Xiang under the moon-Yu Zhuo's brother Huai Han.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek
Spread huanxi sand and rub gold.
Li Qingzhao
Rub the gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. The spirit of demeanor is as severe as that of Yan Fu, and it is dazzling. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless.
I'm covered with Huanxi sand, and I'm sick, and there's a noise in my temples.
Li Qingzhao
The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea. Poetry and books on the pillow are idle, and the scenery in front of the door is good. I borrow more from people all day and spend more time with osmanthus.
Partridge sky dim light corpus luteum soft.
Li Qingzhao
The yellow light makes the corpus luteum soft, and the traces of love are far away, leaving only fragrance. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower Ding Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless. Why didn't they receive them in those years?
This poem describing osmanthus is beautiful.
1, seek glory and decline in everything, and don't come to diaosi.
If you want to know where the New Year's Eve is, you can only say that there are cassia twigs in the mountains. -Huang Tingjian's Answer to Xu Jue's Hui Guihua Coconut Teapot 2. The children traveled to the mountains, which were cool and fragrant.
Green pheasant contains vegetarian calyx and is collected from pheasant. Suddenly, the poetry is in the rock, and the stone is fragrant.
The higher the whole south, thank you for your advice. I will enjoy the famous mountains and stay away from your seclusion.
-Yan Zhenqing "Lu Xie Chu Shi mountain osmanthus broken what to send" 3. All the peaches and plums in the world are in the hands of gold. Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.
Glory cannot last long under first frost. South, green leaves hang down the roots.
Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden? -Li Bai's "Gui Fu" 4. It is not a human species, but moved from the middle of the month.
A little Leng Xiang, blowing all over the mountain. -Yang Wanli's "Singing Gui" 5. Osmanthus fragrans Ye Wan color, Qiu Guang curtain light.
The decadent wind is still falling, and the flying night is still young. The jade rope is low and the moon is short, and the golden duck burns incense.
I suddenly remembered my hometown, felt very cold, and returned to my dream. -Ni Zan's Osmanthus fragrans.
6. Poetry related to osmanthus.
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Gui Zi falls in the middle of the moon, and the fragrance is floating outside the clouds —— Lingyin Temple written by the poet Song in the Tang Dynasty.
The autumn moon is cold, and the flowers are climbing every year. * * * said heaven on earth, I don't know if heaven remembers the world. -Chang 'e by Bian Gong in Ming Dynasty.
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion —— Recalling Jiangnan by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty.
Looking back at the teacher's way, osmanthus flowers fall in succession-Bai Juyi sent a message to Zen master in Tang Dynasty.
I can see the hibiscus flowers crying at the top of the slope, Gui Xiang under the moon-Yu Zhuo's brother Huai Han.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek
Spread huanxi sand and rub gold.
Li Qingzhao
Rub the gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. The spirit of demeanor is as severe as that of Yan Fu, and it is dazzling. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless.
I'm covered with Huanxi sand, and I'm sick, and there's a noise in my temples.
Li Qingzhao
The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea. Poetry and books on the pillow are idle, and the scenery in front of the door is good. I borrow more from people all day and spend more time with osmanthus.
Partridge sky dim light corpus luteum soft.
Li Qingzhao
The yellow light makes the corpus luteum soft, and the traces of love are far away, leaving only fragrance. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower Ding Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless. Why didn't they receive them in those years?
On September 15, jathyapple looked closely and found that your ambition was lacking in the north, Maonan was lacking in the past.
Song Yang Wanli
The osmanthus ice wheel is uneven, and the longan is not like a full moon.
WU GANG, Yufu, what a coincidence! Let the south branch go to the north branch.
Two poems about walking on the moon in the walled city
Song Yang Wanli
The laurel never grows branches, but sometimes the moon is not round.
Dean laurel, who will make up for Iraq when the moon is broken?
Don't choose ghosts.
Tang Bai Juyi
The monarch can't live any longer. Xuangui's disciples planted it.
Gui is famous and mysterious.
Not as good as the riverside moon, step by step.
laurel
Song Zhou Wenpu
I stood on the lace, and I knew I was ill.
The mountain is full of trees tonight.
The clear dew touches the bottom of the shrub, and the oblique river is on it.
A moment's fragrance is better, floating in Yun Lan.
laurel
Dai Song puffer fish
There are several forests in Jingu Garden, competing to plant peaches and plums for Chunhua.
No one is as ingenious as nature, planting sweet-scented osmanthus in the middle of the bright moon.
Conggui
Song Du Ji
Climb Cong Guizhi and rest Cong Guiying.
The king's grandson Hu did not return and was frozen stiff with snow and ice.
osmanthus flowers
Song Jiangkui
Looking for osmanthus trees in the empty mountains, folding incense and thinking of old friends.
An old friend looks at each other from autumn water.
Nanshan and Beishan Road are all flowers.
Watch the paddle, Nong Zhi is waiting for you.
Singing and dancing in the shadow of Xiling, the moon is angry every night.
Donate Yu Pei to make it smell like autumn dust.
Chu tune autumn more bitter, lonely unheard of.
Let's sing the green industry and have a cool breeze.
Yonggui
Tang Libai
The world is full of peaches and plums. Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.
Glory cannot last long under first frost. South, green leaves hang down the roots.
Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?
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Liu Yuxi's "Don't envy three peaches and plums, sweet-scented osmanthus becomes a reality, and Xiang Qiu is glorious". Su Shi's "The clouds in the river are desert, the osmanthus is wet, and the plum blossoms". There is also Li Qingzhao's "Fragrant Osmanthus fragrans": "Why light blue and deep red? It is the first among flowers. " In the Qing Dynasty, Zhang Xie 'ao's quatrain "Pin Gui": "The West Lake is full of Qing Dynasty in August, where is the fragrant nose?" There are golden millet beside Manjue Dragon, and the wind blows autumn in Shan Ye. "Although there are many poems praising Gui, many of them are sad to see the scenery. For example, Wang Jian's" Looking at the Moon at Fifteen Nights "in the Tang Dynasty:" There are crows in the atrium, and the osmanthus in Coody Leng is silent and wet. Tonight, the moon is full of hope. I wonder who Qiu Si will fall into. "
7. Poems describing osmanthus flowers
Gui Zi falls in the middle of the moon, and the fragrance is floating outside the clouds —— Lingyin Temple written by the poet Song in the Tang Dynasty.
The autumn moon is cold, and the flowers are climbing every year. * * * said heaven on earth, I don't know if heaven remembers the world. -Chang 'e by Bian Gong in Ming Dynasty.
Looking for laurel seeds in Zhongshan Temple in the moon and watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion —— Recalling Jiangnan by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty.
Looking back at the teacher's way, osmanthus flowers fall in succession-Bai Juyi sent a message to Zen master in Tang Dynasty.
I can see the hibiscus crying at the top of the slope, Gui Xiang under the moon-Yu Zhuo's brother Huai Han.
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek
Spread huanxi sand and rub gold.
Li Qingzhao
Rub the gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. The spirit of demeanor is as severe as that of Yan Fu, and it is dazzling. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless.
I'm covered with Huanxi sand, and I'm sick, and there's a noise in my temples.
Li Qingzhao
The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea. Poetry and books on the pillow are idle, and the scenery in front of the door is good. I borrow more from people all day and spend more time with osmanthus.
Partridge sky dim light corpus luteum soft.
Li Qingzhao
The yellow light makes the corpus luteum soft, and the traces of love are far away, leaving only fragrance. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower Ding Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless. Why didn't they receive them in those years?
On September 15, jathyapple looked closely and found that your ambition was lacking in the north, Maonan was lacking in the past.
Song Yang Wanli
The osmanthus ice wheel is uneven, and the longan is not like a full moon.
WU GANG, Yufu, what a coincidence! Let the south branch go to the north branch.
Two poems about walking on the moon in the walled city
Song Yang Wanli
The laurel never grows branches, but sometimes the moon is not round.
Dean laurel, who will make up for Iraq when the moon is broken?
Don't choose to return
Tang Bai Juyi
The monarch can't live any longer. Xuangui's disciples planted it.
Gui is famous and mysterious.
Not as good as the riverside moon, step by step.
laurel
Song Zhou Wenpu
I stood on the lace, and I knew I was ill.
The mountain is full of trees tonight.
The clear dew touches the bottom of the shrub, and the oblique river is on it.
A moment's fragrance is better, floating in Yun Lan.
laurel
Dai Song puffer fish
There are several forests in Jingu Garden, competing to plant peaches and plums for Chunhua.
No one is as ingenious as nature, planting sweet-scented osmanthus in the middle of the bright moon.
Conggui
Song Du Ji
Climb Cong Guizhi and rest Cong Guiying.
The king's grandson Hu did not return and was frozen stiff with snow and ice.
osmanthus flowers
Song Jiangkui
Looking for osmanthus trees in the empty mountains, folding incense and thinking of old friends.
An old friend felt at first sight across the autumn water.
Nanshan and Beishan Road are all flowers.
Watch the paddle, Nong Zhi is waiting for you.
Singing and dancing in the shadow of Xiling, the moon is angry every night.
Donate Yu Pei to make it smell like autumn dust.
Chu tune autumn more bitter, lonely no echo.
Let's sing the green industry and have a cool breeze.
Yonggui
Tang Libai
The world is full of peaches and plums. Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.
Glory cannot last long under first frost. South, green leaves hang down the roots.
Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?