Love poems about gardenia 1. Love words about gardenia, come on.
You came to me gently, with the breath of youth, accompanied by elegant waltz, accompanied by the rhythm of life, sprinkling crystal dew. In the sunshine, I appreciate your graceful beautiful image, your amorous eyes, your swaying charm and your faint intoxicating fragrance. At this time, I was drunk.
When you are in bud, you are like a beautiful vase with a thin stem around the base, waiting quietly for the petals to stretch. When you bloom, Bai Jie's bright, layered, fresh and smooth petals make countless flowers feel ashamed of you. I marvel that you are so elegant and moving even when you are dying to fly: in the wind and rain, the petals are swaying, white and fragrant; In the sun, the white petals are dyed golden yellow, slightly curled but still fragrant.
I walked to you gently. At the moment of kissing, I was deeply moved by your affection, and I realized your white, noble and elegant fragrance. Although you are not as enchanting as a rose, as fragrant as a magnolia, as short as an epiphyllum or as cold as a plum blossom, I appreciate your purity and elegance.
Somehow, I feel that I have been pregnant with you in my life. You are the flower soul that will bloom forever and never wither in my heart; You are always white and quiet floating clouds reflected in the long river of my life; You are my eternal desire.
With your company, I have gone through the ups and downs easily; With you, I have gone through ups and downs; With you, I know that the golden autumn after hard work is tomorrow; With you, I am confident and have no regrets until the last moment of my life.
Mr. Wang's entrustment rang in my ear: "sow well, don't let it be barren!" " "Ah, the fragrance of gardenia garden will prove everything, needless to say.
Gently you come to me, gently I come to you.
2. Kneel down and write a poem about gardenia.
Gardenia blooms, but writing becomes sorrow.
Gardenia bloomed in the horizon of duckweed, in the quiet afternoon in Yuan Ye, and I didn't catch a glimpse of the flowery deep sea of love. That pale ink is a white confession, who has seen the helplessness of the years of flowering:
See gardenia blossom again.
That white day.
The grave of memory is full of lilacs all over the mountains.
travel around the world
Don't worry about it anymore.
Love turns, pale flowers fall in the past.
Condensed into wind and frost
That dress is a snow-white window
Years write sadness in the picture of cold and silent meeting.
put pen to paper
Turn into a wisp of fragrance
This is the season that we will leave. Your shy girl, like the fragrance lingering in my heart, waved goodbye to joy and helplessness. Today's Valentine's Day didn't begin and end with faint clouds. If love is a kind of disabled internal injury, you can't see her hurt during that time, and you won't leave any trauma easily. She will never heal in the red chamber in the south of the Yangtze River, but will only rise and fall in the feelings of the years, rippling one after another. Writing is a sharp meat cleaver. The seal without blood spatter is a hidden worry of youth, and it is a record of lip language that can be printed in the city sky and sealed with sacrifice. Just like the unforgettable inscriptions and seals in the Book of Songs. Read the fleeting trauma labels one by one.
Time is like running water, watering our youth day and night. Gardenia blossomed, gardenia blossomed, like crystal waves blooming in my heart, it was a touch of pure youth love. Like crystal waves blooming in my heart, the bright and fiery college time in my memory seems to be in front of me, and the unspoken pure love has drawn a full stop on the platform where the train is about to leave. I also want to see that beautiful girl. I also want to see the smiling face like gardenia again. I also want to smell the gardenias that open in the afternoon. Once the train has left, it will never look back and be separated from the ends of the earth. The love in that sad season was left on the railway track close at hand, separated by two parallel lonely extension lines that never met.
3. Ask for a poem about gardenia
Southern Liang Xiaogang.
"Ode to Gardenia": "Su Hua is somewhat gratifying, with half a face. It is suspected that the leaves are frosted and the branches are covered with snow.
The sun shines obliquely, but the wind still takes pictures. Tang Du Fu.
Gardenia: "There are more gardenias than many trees, and there are not many honest people in the world. Conducive to body color, in harmony with Tao Qi.
Red with wind and frost, green with rain and dew. Touching you mercilessly, you are reflected in Jiang Bo. "
Yuxi, Liu Tang: "Singing Gardenia with Hu Ling": "The flowers in Shu have run out, and today the peaches have blossomed. The color is suspicious and leaning against the tree, and the fragrance is like a jade well.
And enjoy the same place, so don't worry. Beauty is like poetry, why wait for cold plum. "
Song Zhushu needle. "Water Gardenia": "Once I sent a small peak, the perfume was cold.
Jade is naturally free from summer heat, so it is better to watch it in the middle of the month. "Song Yang Wanli.
"Gardenia": "The tree is just short, and the flowers will be like snow. Lonely and beautiful, quiet and fragrant in summer, cold in summer.
There is a bottle, but there is no wind. How old the valley is, just to enrich the mountain alum. "
Shu. "A branch of gardenia": "Carving and chiseling snow feathers are homogeneous, compiling Shen Longjia.
Attack the Zen monk's nose together, and the female temples and lips are oblique. The tangled color is illusory, and the karma of learning is sad.
Peony harmoniously spread to the Han temple, fat and muddy. "Guo.
"Ode to Yu Shangqing's Gardenia": "I don't know nature, how can it snow?" If you go to Buddhism, you won't marry Ziyi Jingjuan in Xi 'an.
Plum nights are yellow and rainy, and tourists are tired of spring sleep. Betty Hill is close to clothes, and smoking doesn't cost a cigarette. "
Song, Shu and Yue Xiang. "Gardenia": "Six out of six makes an inch of heart, and Jin Chai is on the silver plate.
There are no flies on the moon. There are suspicious butterflies everywhere in spring.
On land, the mountains are quiet, and the borneol stone altar is deep in the hot weather. Yangzhou only said that Qionghua is good, and where to find desert feng shui. "
Song Dong Siwei. "Gardenia": "The jade petals are cool and dense, the smoke is green, and the south is fragrant.
Anyone who has enjoyed in Fanglin Garden can meditate under the eaves of Bufang. Yan Ming leans on jiao to save six, and Jing Xiang rides a fierce lone swallow.
Wind and frost come true, and autumn is the night before. Take Deng Hua as an example. "Wang Song yishan.
Gardenia Poetry: Jin Zengji. Look at the red, yellow and deep gardenia.
Under the diligent protection of officials, a hundred flowers blossom as jade is like gold. The name of this flower head is Bubu.
Thousands of buddhas come to Lin Yue cleaner and cleaner. From knowing the emperor and the mother Buddha, I moved to Ciyuan to worship the immortal Buddha. "
Song Chenzao. "The Second Gardenia Rhyme": "The laity spread flowers on the window eaves, and the fragrance kept teasing the window screens.
The wrong wind hurts, and the night is snowy. Qiongshu should not be white, and the golden god is the glory of China.
The common people in the world are jealous, and it is even worse to try to send poems. "Li Ming dongyang people.
Gardenia: "White is more than yellow, who sent the gardener to paint it?" It seems that there are very few confidants for poets, and Ling Du has never opened it. " In Miscellaneous Knowledge of Sanliuxuan in Yuan Dynasty, gardenia was called "Zen guest" among flowers.
4. Kneel down and write a poem about gardenia.
Gardenia soup Du Fu Gardenia is more sincere than other trees.
Useful for body color, in harmony with knife gas injury. Red with wind and frost, green with rain and dew.
Touching you mercilessly, you are reflected in Jiang Bo. In the cold rain, there are thousands of garden trees in Tangmen and Du Fu miscellaneous trees in Chai Men, but Danju is not here.
Today, the river is cold and rainy, and the screen is painted in the fence. Although the peach path and plum path are old, the gardenia is bright with red pepper.
Lock the vines slightly, loosen the bones and lean on the sky to see the withered. Lin Xiang will do his best, but what Yedi said to Lai Su is not important.
Love the sky, be grateful for the loan, clear the frost and kill people. Find a bed to sit on, and you need a bamboo pole to walk slowly.
Riding in an unknown cloud pavilion, apes get in the way in the corner of Chushan. And Hu Ling's "xianggong" shouted gardenia. The Shu flowers in Yuxi, Liu Tang have run out, and today the peach blossoms have blossomed.
The color is suspicious and leaning against the tree, and the fragrance is like a jade well. And enjoy the same place, so don't worry.
Beauty is like poetry, why wait for cold plum. Qing Feng Wu Tang Li and Shi Gen Qiu Shui Ming, Shi An Qiu Cao sparse.
Invasion of wild bamboo incense, stinging and hanging wild thick. When Cen Zhongyue returns, the toad hangs in the air.
Gui Lu made fun of Xian E and the clouds under the starry sky. The bleak gardenia falls, and the mountain cries.
And Zhang Zhongwei, the book case will be rotten. Rocks are on rough rocks, and the path is very narrow. When I arrive at the temple, bats are at dusk.
When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful. Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make your bed. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger. It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down. The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes. These things themselves can make life happy. You must be embarrassed to be a man.
Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old? After the rain in the mountain village, Tang crowed one or two chickens in the rain, and the road in Zhuxi Village was inclined.
Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium. Xinzhou Water Pavilion has a short corridor on the eaves of Hu Nan, with a sand road and a white road.
If you don't go home for a day, the gardenias in the yard will give off fragrance. In Yinmingfu County, Yongle, the chanting road is clear and white, and the lotus in the water blooms with the light.
The dew is wet and red, and the wind is floating with long green stalks. Tongxin Gardenia is full of beauty, golden and fragrant.
Not only is luck the first, but Huaxian County is more suitable for Pan Lang. Tang Han Waugh sleeps in a bun, but his eyebrows last longer in spring.
The whole gardenia is heavy and fragrant with wine and chrysanthemum. Embroidered pleats are light gold, and Luo grinds away the luster.
Sometimes I write casually and draw two mandarin ducks. Tang Yanqian, who left Lu 'an Tang, heard that when he left his hometown in Lu 'an, he was willing to marry Wang Chang.
Dust from Yang Zhu Road, Song Yubi romantic for three years. It is difficult to break the nine ileum without double tearing.
In front of the court, the beautiful tree was named Gardenia. I tried to tie the knot and give it to my mother. Send Wang Shaofu back to Hangzhou Tang and Han Han all the way back to Qingping. I'm going to Fuchun with the tide.
Known as the landlord, Su is a small villager in Qiantang. A handful of pueraria lobata can relieve alcoholism, and gardenia is a good gift.
Sooner or later, it is better than the fish in the pool, and the heart of pity is new.
5. Answer to the ancient poem "Singing Gardenia"
Element: white; Flowers: flowers; Partial: preference, very; True: bit by bit; Category: similar
Explanation:
Su Hua is gratifying: white gardenias are very popular.
Half-pond: Nearly half of the ornamental flowers extend into the pond.
Suspected frost wrapped leaves: doubt whether it is wrapped in autumn leaves.
Many branches sealed by snow: they are like branches covered with heavy snow.
The setting sun looms: the sun sets and the white light looms.
The wind returns to the shadow leaf: the breeze blows, and the shadow of the flower closes and leaves.
The word "piece" expresses the author's great love for gardenia, and neither the sunset nor the wind can change the author's feelings!
The following songs are too much to explain. You add the sentences you don't understand, and I'll give you a targeted answer.
6. Who knows the poems and songs about gardenia?
Gardenia in the rain by Mr. Kuyin Publication date: June 2007-113: 39: 45
Slap on the cheek mercilessly
Whisper to the wanderer at dusk
The birds have all returned to their homes.
Dragging a lonely figure
Stroll in the fields
In a fuzzy world.
There are two lines of sour tears.
Like a butterfly in the desert.
Suddenly found a gardenia.
The smell is really fresh.
The color is so white and flawless.
Stop looking.
Never mind the wind and rain.
Bend over the wet body.
Listen to your bosom friend.
Gardenia jasminoides Ellis
A lonely heart cares about your innocence.
Rapidly grow a pair of wings
I remember a He Laoshi's Gardenia Blossom when I accompanied a wanderer to the ends of the earth. The landlord can't go to Tianma Academy to search. There may be one there.
7. Liang Jianwen's "Singing Gardenia" "Su Hua can be biased, half a pond is suspected of frost leaves, and the branches are covered with snow. The sun is shining and the wind is still in the shadow. " know
7, Song Yan test "Gardenia Praise" "When it rains, it is a vegetarian. When it is alone, it is fragrant and undisciplined. Who will listen? " Zhai 8, Song Zhu's "Gardenia" "Send a small mountain color at a time, Zhanpuxiang clear water and cold shadow. Jade naturally has no summer heat, so it is better to move the moon. "
9. Ming and Huang Chao recommended Gardenia. "Lan is proud, Guihua is Qiuluzi. What a hot day, this icy posture. Pine and cypress are extremely sexual, and they will cool when they get old. The fragrance is endless, and the quiet is private. Try new tea, dream back to residual chess. I would rather be charming and cool at dusk, and the breeze will follow everywhere. 10, Tang Du Fu's "Jiangtou Siyong Gardenia" "Gardenia is more than ten thousand trees, and there is not much sincerity in the world. Useful for body color, in harmony with knife gas injury. Red with wind and frost, green with rain and dew. Touching you mercilessly, you are reflected in Jiang Bo. 1 1, Liu Tang Yuxi and Hu Ling sang "Gardenia". The flowers in Shu are all gone, and the peaches are in bloom today. The color is suspicious and leaning against the tree, and the fragrance is like a jade well. And enjoy the same place, so don't worry. Beauty is like poetry, why wait for cold plum.
Flower language is "eternal love, life-long waiting and joy". The flower language of gardenia in legend is waiting for love: joy. To like this flower is to be grateful and treat others sincerely. As long as others are a little good to you, you will thank them with your heart. This is because you have a pure heart and don't understand the sinister nature of people. Your sincerity makes you happy forever, and forgiving others makes you full of joy.