1. Poems describing flowers blooming and falling
Poems describing flowers blooming and falling
Flowers bloom and fall several times when the sun shines, and flowers bloom and fall the same year as before.
When flowers bloom and fall, life gets old easily.
I am afraid that the flowers will bloom and fall, so I will stop the geese before returning them.
When flowers bloom, we should cherish each other, and when flowers fall, we should not leave each other.
As the swallows go and the swallows come, the days pass, and the flowers bloom and fall, which is the spring.
The flowers bloom and fall with the spring breeze, and the flowers bloom and fall and people remain as before.
Falling flowers bloom and fall in front of the spring breeze.
Why ask when the flowers are blooming and falling? I urge you to have a glass of Dongfeng wine.
During the Qingming Festival, the flowers bloom and fall, and the sound of Du Yu is heard in the north and south of the mountain.
The flowers bloomed and fell in the ancient Dongxi River. Who is the remaining fragrance now?
The flowers bloom and fall with the spring breeze, and the flowers bloom and fall and people remain as before.
During the daytime, the swallows go and the swallows come, and the flowers bloom and fall in the dusk.
The clear ice and jade moisten the sandalwood heart, and the flowers bloom and fall as if they are in love.
Flowers fall and bloom without interruption, and it doesn’t matter whether spring comes or not.
The flowers are blooming and the man has not returned yet. Do you remember the beauty upstairs?
The flowers bloom and fall for several springs, and I feel sad for Yi Si De.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it
Huang Si’s natal family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are hanging down the branches.
Spring scenery The whole garden cannot be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall
The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring is coming on the red apricot branches
I know it is not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance.
The sky-high incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is filled with golden armor and yellow nests
If I were the Qing Emperor in that year, I would repay the peach blossoms with yellow nests
Autumn wind I walked through the garden last night, and the yellow flowers fell all over the ground.
The most important thing is that the world can't keep it. The beauty said goodbye to the mirror and the flowers to the tree. Wang Guowei
The sound of wind and rain last night made you know how many flowers fell. 2. What are the poems about "flowers blooming and falling"?
The flowers blooming and falling are nowhere to be found, just like the flute being played on a moonlit night. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji "Traveling in Wuyi, Composing Ten Poems for Hui Weng"
How can there be such pride as in the old days, when flowers bloom and fall? Era: Modern Author: Lu Xun "Mourn for Yang Quan"
If you want to ask where you miss me, when the flowers are blooming and falling. Era: Tang Author: Xue Tao "Four Poems for Spring Hope"
Flowers bloom and fall in the same way as in the past. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao "Langtaosha·Growing red among the small greens"
I am afraid that the flowers will bloom and fall, and the geese will return first when they come in the morning. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji "Spring in the Han Palace, Beginning of Spring"
The flowers bloom and fall, and the weather turns sunny again, and spring is about to arrive. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Lingzhen "The Fairy of Heaven: Rain washes the empty terrace and pavilions"
There is no way to eternal life. Look at the flowers blooming and falling, there is no spring anywhere. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Yan "Reminiscent of the Past·Looking at Square Pots and Green Green"
Flowers bloom and fall, both joy and sorrow, but flowers and people are still the same. Era: Tang Author: Lv Yan "Two Poems on Guangling Prostitute Screen"
The singing and dancing pitiful people change secretly, and the flowers bloom and fall in the spring breeze. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Anshi "Five Miscellaneous Odes"
How can it be like the ancient nan tree at the head of a loess hill, with its flowers blooming and falling without anyone looking at it. Era: Song Author: Zhang Cai "Shaking Flowers"
Flowers bloom and fall, and in a blink of an eye, I am in the dust on the road. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Chutan "The Grudge of Changmen"
When will the flowers bloom and fall? I will never worry about killing people. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Yao "Send a Letter to Jiaxing Guarding Fox Ting"
As the swallows pass by, it is daytime, and the flowers bloom and fall in the dusk. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Gui "Gong Ci"
Flowers bloom and fall in the spring breeze, it is a pity to give up and donate to the corner. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shu Yuexiang "Plum Blossom Stone Ode"
The ancients often used the poetic description of "flowers blooming and falling" to express their thoughts and feelings.
Usually, one does not write about one's own feelings directly but expresses them by borrowing scenes, so describing the blooming and falling of flowers becomes a way of expressing one's feelings.
Flowers bloom and fall, the mind is as calm as Zen (short literature)
Sitting quietly in the depths of time, with a volume of poetry and the fragrance of half a cup of tea, the time remains the same, savoring it carefully is like spring. In the world of mortals, a quiet place forgets the past, only gathers the idle clouds in one place, gathers the greenery of time, and cultivates the purity of the past to be safe for the whole life.
The glitz and glamor of this world is a lifetime in a snap of your fingers. Looking down at the world and looking up at the blue sky, the moment a flower blooms is a reincarnation. In and out of dreams, the lost years and flowers have turned into dust.
When walking in the world, after the prosperity, I only like the fragrance of Zen, and keep a peace, light joy, light love, simple heart, simple warmth; there is nothing in my heart, no joy, no worries, no tiredness, no disturbance, My heart is pure.
Life is a practice of experience. What is cultivated is the heart, and what is tempered is the will. Regardless of the cause of the past life, whether we can see the way back in the next life, the fate of practice is ultimately the reincarnation of cause and effect.
Prosperity is trouble, and pure thoughts bring peace. On the other side of time, who is still waiting? Only letting go can bring peace to the world. A stranger in the world, regardless of the grudges in the past life or the love and hatred forged in this life, a season of desolation and a lifetime of silence.
When flowers bloom and you see the Buddha, you understand your mind and your nature. It is only after you realize it that you understand that the past will never come back, and the remaining time is still as beautiful as before; it is always after you understand that you understand, The world belongs to you and has nothing to do with others. You must walk calmly in life.
When the mind is stained with silence, there is no better way to wash away the dust, become a pure person, live a free and easy life, hold on to the light, and practice in the realm of Zen. Thousands of encounters and encounters in life, all passing through the dust in the cycle of gathering and dispersing, will eventually lead to the blooming of Bodhi flowers in a round of clarity.
The years are Zen, walking is Zen, sitting is Zen, inside the heart is Zen, and outside the heart is Zen. As long as there is a heart to practice, everything is Zen. Zen is tranquility, and tranquility is emptiness. In this case, relying on a little Zen heart of the world, you will make a pilgrimage to a spiritual destiny.
The warmest thing in the world is not the sun but a loving heart. Kind thoughts slowly rise in the ordinary fireworks, the flowers of compassion bloom in all seasons, and the warm breeze is as bright as spring. Love is not just a simple liking, but a conversion of the soul, and it is also a clear beauty and peace immersed in the soul.
Purity is lotus, tranquility is Zen. The worldly relationship remains the same, and the relief of a Zen mind, after passing through the precipitation of the years, folds the past time into a blooming lotus; a quiet warmth, guarding the peace of time, cultivates the years into a beautiful lotus. Peaceful Zen.
In the years, I just want to be a quiet person, with a pure heart, and be kind to others. Time always promises to be soft, also because we have witnessed too much kindness. There is the sun and moon in silence, joy comes from kindness, letting go means peace, and relief means rebirth.
Time flies, but she is still tender and affectionate, but she is no longer young. On the road of mortal world, is the destined separation still waiting for the reunion in the next reincarnation? Time has passed, and across the autumn wind, under the bodhi tree, flowers are blooming and falling, and my heart is as calm as Zen. 3. What are the ancient poems that describe "flowers blooming and falling"
1. Half drunk and half awake day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year. ——(Ming Dynasty) Tang Yin's "Song of Peach Blossom Temple"
Translation: Day after day beside the peach blossoms, year after year I get drunk and sober.
2. Flowers bloom and fall but do not last long. They fall red all over the ground and return to silence. ——(Southern and Northern Dynasties) Chen Shubao's "Flowers in the Back Garden of Yushu"
Translation: It is a very short time for flowers to go from blooming and blooming to withered and withered. When the petals have fallen off, everything has returned. ordinary.
3. I am afraid that the flowers will bloom and fall, so I will send the geese back before they come. ——(Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji's "Han Palace Spring - Beginning of Spring"
Translation: I am afraid that the flowers will bloom and fall, and spring will pass away in a blink of an eye, but the wild geese will return to the north before me.
4. Flowers bloom and fall for twenty days, and everyone in the city goes crazy. ——(Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi's "Peony Fragrance"
Translation: Flowers bloomed and fell, and for twenty days, people all over the city went crazy.
5. The green leaves are red and the stamens are exposed. Flowers bloom and fall in the same way as in the past. I just hate that when we join hands in front of flowers, the past becomes empty. ——(Song Dynasty) Yan Jidao "Langtaosha·Growing red among the small greens"
Translation: In the small green bushes, bright red flowers bloom; the dew nourishes the flower stamens, vaguely and shyly Hidden in the mist. Flowers bloom and fall, the same every year. I only wish that when I first fell in love, we were holding hands, in this place where the flowers were blooming in the shade. This is all in the past, and the past is like a dream.
6. Huang Si’s natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease. ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu's "Walking Alone by the River in Search of Flowers·Part 6"
Translation: The lush flowers of Huang Si's natal family covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent their branches low to the ground. The colorful butterflies are always flying among the fragrant flowers, and the soft and free oriole is singing happily.
7. The flowers have faded to red, green and apricots. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches. There is no grass anywhere in the world! ——(Song Dynasty) Su Shi's "Butterfly Love Flower·Spring Scene"
Translation: Spring is coming to an end, the flowers have withered, and green fruits have grown on the apricot trees. Swallows fly across the sky, and clear rivers surround village homes. The catkins on the willow branches have been blown away less and less, but don't worry, lush grass can be seen everywhere.
8. I asked the flowers with tears in my eyes and said nothing, and the red flowers flew across the swing. ——(Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu's "Die Lianhua·How Deep the Courtyard"
Translation: With tears in his eyes, he asked Luo Hua if he knew my thoughts, Luo Hua was silent, chaotic, bit by bit Point flies outside the swing.
9. A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner. Love the deep red and the light red? ——(Tang Dynasty) Du Fu's "Lonely Looking for Flowers by the River Part 5"
Translation: The cluster of ownerless peach blossoms blooming by the river comes into view. Do you prefer the dark red ones or the lighter ones? What about the red one? 10. The flowers in the forest faded away in spring, too hastily. Helplessly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. Rouge tears, stay drunk together, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water. ——(Five Dynasties) Li Yu's "Happy Meeting·The Forest Flowers Withered in Spring"
Translation: The red flowers in the woods have withered, and the flowers have bloomed and fallen. It has only been a while, but it was really too hasty. . There is nothing we can do. How can the flowers withstand the desolation of the cold wind and rain day and night? The red flowers falling all over the ground were soaked by the rain, like the rouge on the cheeks of a beautiful woman flowing with tears. Hua'er and Lianhuaren miss each other like crazy. When can they meet again? There are always too many resentful things in life, just like the river passing eastward, endless and never-ending. 4. What are some poems about the blooming and falling of flowers?
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, but the dragonfly has already stood on it and forgotten it
Huang Si’s mother’s house is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers. Du Fu presses down the branches
The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be contained, a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall and is forgotten
The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring feeling on the red apricot branch is forgotten
I knew it was not snow from afar, but I forgot about it because of the faint fragrance
The incense formation reaching the sky penetrated Chang'an, and the city was filled with golden armor and yellow nests
If I had been Qing Emperor, the peach blossoms bloom together in a yellow nest
——The flowers bloom
The autumn wind passed through the garden last night, blowing down the yellow flowers all over the land.
The most beautiful thing left in the world is Can't stop, Zhu Yan said goodbye to the mirror, flowers said goodbye to the tree Wang Guowei
The sound of wind and rain last night, how many flowers have fallen. Forgot. 5. What are the poems about "flowers blooming and falling"?
The flowers blooming and falling are nowhere to be found, just like the flute being played on a moonlit night.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji "Traveling in Wuyi, Composing Ten Poems for Hui Weng" Isn't the pride as old as the old days, with flowers blooming and falling? Era: Modern Author: Lu Xun "Mourn for Yang Quan" I want to ask where I miss you, when the flowers are blooming and falling.
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Xue Tao "Four Spring Poems" Flowers bloom and fall in the same year. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Yan Jidao "Langtaosha·Growing red among the small greens" I am afraid that the flowers will bloom and fall, so I will stop the geese before returning.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji's "Han Palace Spring Beginning of Spring" The flowers bloom and fall several times, and spring is about to finally come. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Lingju "Tianxianzi·Suyu washes the empty terrace Xieying" There is no way to immortality, watch the flowers bloom and fall, there is no spring anywhere.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Yan "Remembering the Past·Looking at the Square Pot with Green Flowers" There are joys and sorrows when flowers bloom and fall, and flowers and people are still the same. Era: Tang Author: Lu Yan "Two Poems on the Prostitute Screen in Guangling" The poor people are singing and dancing in secret, and the flowers are blooming and falling in the spring breeze.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Anshi "Five Miscellaneous Odes" is like the ancient nan tree at the head of a loess hill, with its flowers blooming and falling without anyone looking at it. Era: Song Author: Zhang Cai "Shaking Flowers" Flowers bloom and fall like a wash, and in a blink of an eye I am in dust on the road.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Chutan "The Resentment of Changmen" When will the flowers bloom and fall, there will be no worries about killing people. Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Yao "Send to Jiaxing Guarding Fox Ting" When the swallows pass and the swallows come, it is daytime, and the flowers bloom and fall in the dusk.
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Gui "Gong Ci" Flowers bloom and fall in the spring breeze, it is a pity to abstain and donate to the wall. Era: Song Author: Shu Yuexiang "Plum Blossom Stone" The ancients often used the poem description of "flowers blooming and falling" to express their thoughts and feelings.
Usually, one does not directly write about one's own mood but uses scenes to express emotions, so describing the blooming and falling of flowers has become a way to express one's feelings. Flowers bloom and fall, the mind is as calm as Zen (short literature) Sitting quietly in the depths of time, a volume of poems, half a cup of tea, the time remains as before, savoring it carefully is like spring.
In the world of mortals, there is a quiet place that forgets the past, only gathers the idle clouds together, gathers the verdant green of time, and cultivates the purity of the past to be safe for the whole life. The glitz and glamor of this world is just a snap of your fingers.
Looking down at the world and looking up at the blue sky, the moment a flower blooms is a reincarnation. In and out of dreams, the lost years and flowers have turned into dust.
When walking in the world, after the prosperity, I only like the fragrance of Zen, and keep a peace, light joy, light love, simple heart, simple warmth; there is nothing in my heart, no joy, no worries, no tiredness, no disturbance, My heart is pure. Life is a practice of experience.
What is cultivated is the heart, and what is tempered is the will. Regardless of the cause of the past life, whether we can see the way back in the next life, the fate of practice is ultimately the reincarnation of cause and effect.
Prosperity is trouble, and pure thoughts bring peace. On the other side of time, who is still waiting? Only letting go can bring peace to the world.
Across the world, no matter the grudges in the past life or the love and hatred forged in this life, a season of desolation and a lifetime of silence. Flowers bloom and you see the Buddha, you understand your mind and your nature. It is only after you realize it that you understand that the past will never come back, and the remaining time is still as beautiful as before. It is always after you understand that you realize that the world belongs to you and has nothing to do with it. People, the road of life must be walked calmly.
When the heart is stained with silence, there is no better way to wash away the dust, become a pure person, live a free and easy life, hold on to the light, and practice in the realm of Zen. Thousands of encounters and encounters in life, all passing through the dust in the cycle of gathering and dispersing, will eventually lead to the blooming of Bodhi flowers in a round of clarity.
The years are Zen, walking is Zen, sitting is Zen, inside the heart is Zen, and outside the heart is Zen. As long as there is a heart to practice, everything is Zen. Zen is tranquility, and tranquility is emptiness.
In this way, relying on a little Zen heart of worldly fate, you will make a pilgrimage to a spiritual fate. The warmest thing in the world is not the sun but a loving heart.
Kind thoughts slowly rise in the ordinary fireworks, the flowers of compassion bloom in all seasons, and the warm breeze is as bright as spring. Love is not just a simple liking, but a conversion of the soul, and it is also a clear beauty and peace immersed in the soul.
Purity is lotus, tranquility is Zen. The worldly relationship remains the same, and the relief of a Zen mind, after passing through the precipitation of the years, folds the past time into a blooming lotus; a quiet warmth, guarding the peace of time, cultivates the years into a beautiful lotus. Peaceful Zen.
In the years, I just want to be a quiet person, with a pure heart, and be kind to others. Time always promises to be soft, also because we have witnessed too much kindness.
There is the sun and moon in silence, joy comes from kindness, letting go means peace, and relief means rebirth.
Time flies by, but she is still tender and affectionate, but she is no longer young.
On the road of mortal world, is the destined separation still waiting for the reunion in the next reincarnation? Time has passed, and across the autumn wind, under the bodhi tree, flowers are blooming and falling, and my heart is as calm as Zen. 6. What are some poems about flowers blooming and falling?
It is unexpected to turn a cocoon into a butterfly, but I just got the flowers to bloom and fall for you. There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallow returns like a familiar bird.
——Yan Shu, Butterfly Love Flower. When the flowers fade, they fly all over the sky. Who can pity them when their redness disappears and their fragrance disappears? ——"The Flower Burial Song" Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.
——Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Poems by Ji Hai The forest flowers faded and the spring red faded, too hastily, but the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening. ——Li Yu Happy to meet each other. The flowers have faded and become red, green and apricots are small.
When the swallows fly, green water surrounds people. ——Su Shi Butterfly Loves Flowers.
Spring Scenery: Butterflies, lazy orioles, half of spring has passed. The flowers are falling in the strong wind, and the small courtyard is full of red.
——Su Shi's Butterfly Loves Flowers. With tears in his eyes, he asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. ——Ouyang Xiu Butterfly Loves Flowers Falling flowers on flowing water and spring is gone, heaven and earth.
——Li Yu "Lang Tao Sha Ling" The falling flowers follow the flowing water intentionally, but the flowing water loves the falling flowers ruthlessly. ——"The Continuation of the Deng Lu: Zen Master Shigui of Longxiang Zhu'an in Wenzhou". 7. Poems about the blooming and falling of flowers in spring
Suddenly, as if a spring breeze came overnight, thousands of pear trees bloomed.
The falling red is intentional, but the flowing water is ruthless.
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
Last night it was rainy and windy, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine after a deep sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.
The wind is setting and the flowers are falling deep, and there are red piles of snow outside the curtain. Chang remembers that after the begonias bloom, it is the time of spring.
How many flowers have fallen to the sound of wind and rain at night?
The fallen flower man is independent, and the little swift bird flies together.
When the flowers fade and the flowers fly all over the sky, who will pity them when the red color disappears and the fragrance disappears?
Just look at the flowers falling in spring, which is when the beauty will die.
Once the spring is over, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die without knowing it!
The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now?