I'm looking for the kind of desolate ancient poems that describe the fall of flowers.

The ancient Chinese scene was as follows: The setting sun shone on the quiet and peaceful atmosphere between the red walls and yellow tiles. The small bridge, the flowing water, the willows, the hanging silk, and the fish wandering in the water were a lively scene. 3. Towering mountain peaks shrouded in clouds and mist. Melodious singing came from the top of the mountain, a mysterious scene. The wind blew on the grass in the vast grassland, and the cows and sheep grazed leisurely. It was a free atmosphere. The ancient city walls stood in the city center, witnessing the vicissitudes of history.

Youth is like a cluster of candles, illuminating the road of life and driving away the darkness. Youth is a bridge in the journey of life. If you cross it, you will grow up. If you can't cross it, you will leave behind regrets. Youth is like dancing fireworks. Although it is short, it burns out the years and leaves behind eternal memories. The flower of youth blooms on the branches and withers in the years. The short and beautiful youth is for us to protect with our hearts. Youth is a vast wilderness with endless energy and resources. As long as we work hard, we can soar under the sky of youth. Youth is the pace of running, the thought of flying, the attitude of struggling, let us meet tomorrow's challenge together. Youth is a wonderful journey. There are laughter, tears, success and failure, but we must face every challenge in life bravely. Youth is a beautiful state of life, full of passion and vitality. Let us use the power of youth to create a beautiful future. Youth is the season of struggle. Let us take one step at a time in the direction of our dreams. Youth is a precious gift, let us cherish it, grasp it, and make it the best memory in life.

Here are some verses describing "summer flowers": 1. The lotus leaves connecting the sky are infinitely green, reflecting the lotus flowers in the sun. Yang Wanli's " The Way to Send off the Forest from Jingci Temple at Dawn " 2. In summer, the lotus flowers bloom and the fragrance spreads everywhere. Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Original Grass" 3. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp horn, and there are already dragonflies standing on it. Yang Wanli's Little Lotus 4. The green trees are thick with shade, and the reflection of the tall buildings in the summer is reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moved, and the breeze filled the courtyard with roses. Tang·Gao Pian's Summer in the Mountain Pavilion 5. Jiangnan has nothing to offer but a spring. Tang·Lu Kai,"To Wang Lun" 6. The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love. Tang·Li Bai,"To Wang Lun" 7. The grass grows long and the orioles fly. In February, the willows brush the dike and get drunk in the spring smoke. Tang·Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple I sleep in spring, but I don't notice the dawn. I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall? Tang·Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn 9. Green poplar smoke outside the morning cold light red apricot branches spring noisy. Song·Song Qi, Spring in Jade Tower 10. The mountain is heavy and the water is heavy. There is no way out. There is another village. Tang·Lu You's "Mountain West Village Tour"

The following are a few poems about the homesickness of ancient soldiers: 1 "Ascending" The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes howl, the white birds fly back to the clear sand of the mournful island. Endless trees fall and the endless Yangtze River rolls down. I'm always a guest in autumn, sad for thousands of miles. I've been sick for a hundred years, and I'm alone on the stage. I'm in trouble, bitter resentment, frosty hair, downcast hair, I've just stopped drinking. Nostalgia The moonlight before my bed is like frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, looking down, I miss my hometown. 3 "Silent Night Thoughts" The moonlight before my bed is like frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, looking down, I miss my hometown. 4 " Climbing Mount Futian " The magnificent mountains and rivers are so beautiful. Luring the wolf out to help the tiger, heroes all bow down. I've traveled thousands of miles, I've traveled thousands of miles to return home. I miss you so much that I grow old. Frontier Music The autumn scenery on the frontier is different from that of Hengyang. Wild geese go without paying attention. The sound of horns rose from all sides. In the thousand peaks long smoke, the setting sun, the lonely city closed. A cup of wine, home thousands of miles of swallows, not yet ordered to go home, there is no plan. the Qiang pipes are long and frosty all over the ground. People can't sleep, the general's hair is white, and the husband's tears.

Heaven and earth are boundless, life has an end, push the cup between the gathering and parting when the year? Sunset clouds and lone ducks fly together in autumn water, sharing the same color in the sky. The wind and waves will sometimes hang the clouds and sail across the sea. 4 Drunken Battlefield Lord Grim, who has been fighting since ancient times. Don't you see that the Yellow River flows from heaven to the sea and never returns? 6. Autumn comes late after the new rain in the empty mountains. The green mountains cannot hide it, after all, it flows eastward. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river flowing eastward in spring. 9 Life is full of joy, do not let the golden cup empty to the moon. 10 days of my life, my talent will be useful.

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There were many descriptions and poems about "incompleteness" in ancient Chinese literature. 1 In "Dream of the Red Chamber", Lin Daiyu's "Song of Burial of Flowers":"Flowers wither, flowers fly, and the sky is red. Who will pity them? The gossamer gently hangs on the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtains. In the boudoir, the daughter cherishes the sorrow of spring and evening, and has no place to release it. Hand hoe out of the embroidered curtain, bear to step on the fallen flowers to come and go. Willows and elm pods are fragrant, no matter whether peaches float or Li Fei; Peaches and plums can bloom again next year, who knows who will be in my boudoir next year? In March, the fragrant nest has been built. The swallows between the beams are too heartless! Next year, although the flowers can be pecked, but no one will leave the beam empty nest. Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind knife frost sword strict pressure; When can bright and beautiful beauty drift in the morning, it is difficult to find. The flowers bloom, and it's easy to see them in distress. I'm looking for the steps, and I'm worried about killing the buried flowers. The man leaned on the hoe alone, and his tears sprinkled in the dark. The branches above him were stained with blood. The cuckoo is speechless. At dusk, I return with a hoe and close the heavy door. The blue lamp shines on the wall, and the person is sleeping. The cold rain knocks on the window and the quilt is not warm. Why do you blame me? half for pity and half for vexation. Love spring suddenly to anger suddenly to go to, but also silent to go not heard. Last night's sad song outside the court was the soul of flowers and birds? Flower soul, bird soul is always difficult to stay, birds are silent, flowers are ashamed; I hope I can grow wings today and fly with flowers to the end of the sky. Where is the fragrant mound at the end of the sky? It's better to put away the beautiful bones in a brocade bag and cover the romantic atmosphere with a handful of pure land. The quality of the original clean to clean, but also clean to go, but also strong than the mud into the ditch. Now that you're dead, I don't know when I'll be buried. I'm burying flowers now, people laugh at me for being silly. Who will bury me in another year? Just look at the fading flowers in spring, when the beauty dies of old age; Once spring is over, the beauty dies, the old flowers die, and both people don't know! 2. In the "Sapphire Case·Yuanxi","After the man returns to the wild goose, he thinks of the flower":"After the man returns to the wild goose, he thinks of the flower." To explain ten thousand things, the heart has no old business. At night, hand in hand, I still return to the boat. The moon is bright, the boat's flute is uneven, the wind is calm, the pond is free." 3. The play of "My First Hair Covers My Forehead and Folds the Flower Door" in "Song of Everlasting Regret." I ride a bamboo horse to play with green plums around my bed. Living together in Changgan, two little ones have no suspicion. At the age of fourteen, I was ashamed of my wife's face. He lowered his head and looked at the dark wall. At the age of fifteen, I opened my eyebrows and wished to be with the dust and ashes. Chang Cun holds the pillar and is faithful. How can he go up to Wangfutai? The sixteen kings traveled far away to Qutang and Yandui. In May, fishermen reminisce about the sound of monkeys and sad fans. A bucket of wine in a golden cup costs ten thousand dollars, and a jade plate worth ten thousand dollars. I stopped drinking, threw down my chopsticks, couldn't eat, pulled out my sword, looked around, and felt lost. I want to cross the Yellow River, the frozen river will climb the Taihang Mountains full of snow. When I'm free, I go fishing on the green stream. Suddenly I take a boat and dream of the sun. It was difficult to travel! It was difficult to travel! Where are the many forks now? The wind and waves will sometimes hang the clouds and sail across the sea."

Glaze was a kind of high-grade colored ceramic made of silicon, aluminum, and other metal powders as the main raw materials. It was popular because of its colorful, crystal clear, and bright luster. The following is a poem describing Liu Li: 1. Blue and White Porcelain-Fang Wenshan Blue and white porcelain vase body like porcelain Colorful and picturesque The glaze is as smooth as silk The details are exquisite as if they were hand-carved Glazed products are like works of art It's so beautiful that I can't forget it Dream of the Red Chamber-Cao Xueqin Jia Baoyu saw the Glazed Flower I'm amazed and obsessed The flowers are so beautiful, the texture is so delicate As if it was made by a master, lifelike Glass products have exquisite craftsmanship It's so beautiful and amazing 3 "Ascending"-Du Fu The wind is strong, the sky is high, the apes howl, the white birds fly back to the clear sand of the mournful island. Endless trees fall and the endless Yangtze River rolls down. I'm always a guest in autumn, sad for thousands of miles. I've been sick for a hundred years, and I'm alone on the stage. I'm in trouble, bitter resentment, frosty hair, downcast hair, I've just stopped drinking. The above three poems all described the beauty and exquisite craftsmanship of the glass.

The ancient sentence describing the "desolate snow scene" was as follows: The north wind rolls the earth, the white grass breaks the Hu sky, and it snows in August. 2. Flying snow shooting white deer in the sky, laughing at the book, the hero of the gods leaning on the green mandarin duck. 3. A sandgull in heaven and earth is free and cannot return. 4. The dreary snow is yellow and the lonely night is long. Snow falls on Chang 'an, a white boat crosses the Three Gorge and thousands of mountains. The north wind blows fast, the snow covers the mountains, the wild paths, and the clouds are all black. Sorrow, falling plum blossoms, fragrant snow, Jiangnan and Jiangbei forget each other. 8. It was still desolate after stepping on the jade dragon for thousands of feet. 9 days cold white house plum night quiet red makeup dream lamp residual snow after the book. 10 Who is the ruler of the vast land?

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