Poems about flowers and the Spring Festival

1. Poems about Chinese New Year

Poetry about Chinese New Year 1. Poems describing the Spring Festival

In the spring morning, I woke up carefree. Birds sang everywhere around me, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. That ancient poem about spring, Jasper dressed up as a tree and hung 10 thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu), an ancient poem describing spring, knows the rainy season when spring comes. The wind sneaked into the night and everything was silent. The wild path is very dark. Ships on the river are full of fire. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy. The ancient poem describing spring (Wang Wei) is that people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and spring is empty. The moon came out, the birds started up and the spring water gurgled. The ancient poem describes that spring (Du Mu) is clear and rainy, and pedestrians on the road are dying. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. The ancient poem describing spring is Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple.

In late spring (Han Yu), everyone knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of flowers and pods are blooming. Huayang and Apollo have no talent, but they can only solve the problem of heavy snow. In early spring, it was raining lightly in Zhang Shibu (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water, and the grass color was far from close. The most important advantage of spring is that it is better than the smoke willow in the imperial city. Chun Xing (Wu) is overcast with drizzle, and it is still sunny.

2. Flower Festival Poetry

The Spring Festival (the first day of the Lunar New Year, many people confuse it with New Year's Eve), the lyrics of suburban temples, the music of five suburbs, Shu He's songs and dances belong to his youth, and the drums and bells of herons are on display.

At the beginning of the Spring Festival, dewdrops are adjusted, and practice controls the sky. Beauty articles Wang Xuan neighbors advocate the real name of oriental beauty, which is unparalleled in beauty.

Crude fiber is short and long, and lycopene is born with makeup. The corner pavilion Mulan Hall, Gui Lou and Wen Liang Xing carved by embroidery workers.

The screen bends around the elephant bed, and the withered green curtain is decorated with sachets. The jade dragon mirror is bright, and the golden stove is cool.

I heard Pei Yin's voice from a distance, and I wanted to laugh at the bridal chamber. 2835 boudoir is in a hurry, and the curtain rolls to welcome the spring.

Qing songs originated from resentful words, and the piano broke as soon as it was played. If you ask yourself what you are doing, you will feel sorry for yourself in your prime.

In an instant, I broke my face, mixed with sadness and joy, just right. How can you see this without paying attention? I regret that there is no sound medium.

Poor Ying Ying straight daughter, her husband is an anvil. - .

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year.

I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. It is a good thing that the spring rain in Zhu Dunru amuses the Lantern Festival, and the flowers bloom and the willows sleep weakly.

The wind was steep, and the curtains in the painting hall were red and wet with gold mud. The prince and grandson gave a banquet to gather charming leisure and climb mountains to wash their worries.

Hugh said that in Phoenix, there are traces of childhood. Yong Yule Li Qingzhao's sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum blossom flute. What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and greet BMW and thank his drinking buddies and poems.

In the heyday of Zhongzhou, boudoir doors were full of defects. I remember laying stress on three to five, spreading green crowns, twisting golden snow willows and fighting for Chu. Now I'm haggard, with clouds and snow on my temples, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Beauty articles Wang Xuan neighbors advocate the real name of oriental beauty, which is unparalleled in beauty. Crude fiber is short and long, and lycopene is born with makeup.

The corner pavilion Mulan Hall, Gui Lou and Wen Liang Xing carved by embroidery workers. The screen bends around the elephant bed, and the withered green curtain is decorated with sachets.

The jade dragon mirror is bright, and the golden stove is cool. I heard Pei Yin's voice from a distance, and I wanted to laugh at the bridal chamber.

2835 boudoir is in a hurry, and the curtain rolls to welcome the spring. Qing songs originated from resentful words, and the piano broke as soon as it was played.

If you ask yourself what you are doing, you will feel sorry for yourself in your prime. In an instant, I broke my face, mixed with sadness and joy, just right.

How can you see this without paying attention? I regret that there is no sound medium. Poor Ying Ying straight daughter, her husband is an anvil.

-The moon rises on the willow tree, and he trysts with me at dusk.

On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year, the moonlight and lights are still the same as last year. I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes.

It is a good thing that the spring rain in Zhu Dunru amuses the Lantern Festival, and the flowers bloom and the willows sleep weakly. The wind was steep, and the curtains in the painting hall were red and wet with gold mud.

The prince and grandson gave a banquet to gather charming leisure and climb mountains to wash their worries. Hugh said that in Phoenix, there are traces of childhood.

Yong Yule Li Qingzhao's sunset melts into gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum blossom flute. What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and greet BMW and thank his drinking buddies and poems. In the heyday of Zhongzhou, boudoir doors were full of defects. I remember laying stress on three to five, spreading green crowns, twisting golden snow willows and fighting for Chu. Now I'm haggard, with clouds and snow on my temples, and I dare not go out at night.

It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain. - .

Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. There are no flowers or wine in Qingming Yu Wang, and its taste is as bleak as that of a wild monk.

Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study. The spring rain in Lin 'an is as thin as gauze year after year. Who let Beijing have riders?

Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.

Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak. Qingming Huang Tingjian Festival Qingming Taoli smiles, and Noda wasteland is only sad.

Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. People beg to sacrifice my arrogant concubine, but people are willing to burn to death.

A clever fool has known who it is for thousands of years, and his eyes are full of chrysanthemum. There are many tombs in the south and north of Gaozhu in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but Tomb-Sweeping Day is different.

Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears are dyed into red azaleas. When the sun goes down, the fox sleeps in front of the grave, and the children smile at the lights when the night returns.

As long as you are alive, enjoy your wine and indulge yourself. In the grave after your death, you can't taste a drop. - .

The fragrant silk is spun into fine kudzu vine, and the soft wind blows as white as new snow. From the sky, rain and dew are mixed, but in the heat, it is very cool to wear it.

The length of the clothes in the palace is all combined with the mind, and I will bear the hospitality of the emperor all my life. Dragon Boat Festival Li Longji Dragon Boat Festival is in midsummer. When the weather is fine, it will become longer.

Salt plum has been used as a tripod and has been sung ever since. The ancients left traces of things, and the years were long.

When Xuan knows that there are many flowers and flowers, he has a faint scent of water. Living together for trillions of years, the princes are immortal.

Loyalty, if not replaced, will make Fang Kun come from behind. - .

Tears gather and the stars disperse, and the clouds move slightly. The sky is falling and the river is going to run aground.

Let's call it a night Go back to the disabled machine. The people in Tanabata Taishou Cui are full of emotions.

Fan wind makes jade leak, water writes the milky way. Your book is old, but the front is exposed in your boudoir.

Emperor Yao Siwu, when did the bluebird spread? On Tanabata in his hometown, Meng Haoran met Tanabata in his hometown, and the hotel benefited from it. I didn't see a woman threading a needle, but my mind was empty.

Mood wind

3. Poems about the Spring Festival

Amid firecrackers, one-year-old send warm entered Tu Su except the spring breeze.

Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones every day.

When the clouds in the sky celebrate, the temple competes for grass and grass knowledge.

Adjacent to the city wall, we entertain guests, drink, sing together and enjoy New Year's poems.

When you get old and spring comes, you will have better flowers.

Where is the night breeze when the flute blows at the bottom of the river?

Ding Mao yuan ri

Qian Qian B.

One-year-old wine worships the court, except for the younger son's clothes to comfort the screen.

Serve the mother's heart, eat meat, occupy years, and prefer to dream of fish.

Fishing curtains want to welcome the new nest, and Yan Di inkstone also sparse old books

I have nothing to do with my neighbor's chicken and millet.

Wu Jia New Year's Day

Kong Renshang

Xiao Shu's white hair is not full, and the stove is destroyed.

Cut the candle and dry the midnight snack wine, and buy spring money everywhere.

Listening to firecrackers, childlike innocence, watching the change of peach blossom characters, old and biased.

Drum horn plum blossom plus five smiles to pay New Year's greetings.

4. Poems about the Spring Festival

The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.

On Children's Day, thousands of families always exchange new peaches for old ones.

Listen to the childlike innocence of burning firecrackers and see the change of peach blossom characters.

Add a plum blossom to the drum horn to celebrate the New Year in Lian Xiao.

When you are old, you will meet a new year, and there will be better flowers in spring.

On New Year's Eve, people don't sleep, tired of being depressed and forcing the New Year.

The wind and frost in heaven and earth are exhausted, and the weather in Gankun is harmonious;

Add the New Year, and the old mountains and rivers will spring.

* * * Laughing and laughing for the New Year, Hongyan lady sent plum blossoms.

Raise a glass to Tu Su wine, and share victory tea after the banquet.

The lights are bright all night, and the songs are fascinating.

It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.

The residual wax is exhausted, and the east wind should gradually smell.

How much is it per night? I want to share it when I am two years old.

Nine winters and thirty nights, cold and warm.

By the time I got to the fourth watch, I was already one year old.

-It's hard. Give me some.

5. Ancient poems about the Spring Festival

Modern China people are most familiar with the ancient poems about the Spring Festival, which probably introduced Wang Anshi's "January Festival" at the earliest:

Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,

Spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su;

Thousands of families are dying,

Always trade new peaches for old ones.

This poem is lively, full of happy atmosphere of the New Year, and fresh in meaning, so it is widely celebrated among the people and will be hard to forget after several generations. In Wang Anshi's poems, there are three concrete images related to the Spring Festival: firecrackers, Tu Su and Fu Tao, which are the customs of China people for the New Year. Firecrackers are the creation of China people who invented gunpowder. The custom of setting off firecrackers in the New Year has lasted for thousands of years, which is a special way for China people to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

On New Year's Eve, when the New Year bell rings, firecrackers sound in all directions on the land of China, which is perhaps the most lively sound on earth. When I get up in the morning of the Spring Festival, fragments of firecrackers can be seen everywhere on the ground. I remember many years ago, I wrote a poem for the Spring Festival Pictorial of Wen Wei Po. Among them, there is a printed matter. There is no one in the picture, only the farmer's gate with red couplets on it and firecrackers in front of it. I have forgotten what I wrote in the poem, but I still remember the picture clearly. Foreigners can't understand the meaning of this picture, but people in China know it's Spring Festival. The scene of this painting can actually be described by an ancient poem: "The new calendar is only half open, and the small court is still bursting." This is a poem written by a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Zhao Ziang, a great painter and calligrapher in the Yuan Dynasty, also wrote a poem about setting off firecrackers in the Spring Festival, which is much more lively than Wang Anshi's: "One after another, it is as bright as a star and as loud as a fire."

Regarding firecrackers, Fan Chengda's "Firecracker Line" is the most detailed. This poem describes the process of setting off firecrackers on New Year's Eve. If it is used to describe the noisy scenes and inner prayers of modern people when welcoming the Spring Festival, it is also unacceptable:

Eat residual bean porridge to sweep away the dust,

Cut off the barrel, pay for it,

Sweat and fire broke out between the joints,

Healthy servants will still run away.

However, the children stood at a distance,

The footsteps landed and the thunder roared.

One sound and two ghosts are surprised,

Three, four, haunted house.

Ten sounds connect a hundred gods and peace,

There is peace in all directions.

But pick up the focus and fold the bottom of the bed,

There is still the power to drive away the disease.

The firecrackers in Fan Chengda's poems are real firecrackers. A bamboo pole is heated in the fire, and then it explodes when it hits the ground, making a "thunder roar". Making firecrackers with paper and gunpowder is probably later.

"Tu Su" in Wang Anshi's poem "Yuan Ri" refers to wine. It is said that Tu Su wine is soaked in a kind of grass called Tu Su, but now no one knows what Tusu grass is. Some people think it's thatched grass in the south of the Yangtze River. There is also a saying that Tu Su is the name of a grass temple. Some people make medicinal liquor in the temple, which can strengthen the body and bones. This wine is called Tu Su wine. In ancient times, it was customary for the whole family to get together and drink Tu Su wine on the first day of the first month, with young people drinking first, then old people drinking, and taking turns toasting, with the oldest old people always drinking last. Su Ziyou wrote in his later years' poems: "Drinking Tu Su at the end of each year makes you feel over 70", describing this custom.

"Always exchange new peaches for old ones" means peach symbol. Fu Tao is a red wooden board with a picture of an idol and the name of the idol written on it, that is, the door god. In the early morning of the first day of the first month, it is also an ancient folk custom to hang peach symbols on the door to welcome the new and ward off evil spirits. Later, in fact, Spring Festival couplets written on red paper replaced the ancient peach symbol. Many people in modern times have an imaginative interpretation of this poem by Wang Anshi, saying that it means that new things always replace declining things, which shows the poet's new idea of advocating reform. This interpretation is not far-fetched in connection with Wang Anshi's life experience, but I still feel more joy in welcoming the New Year in this poem.

Lu You's Four Wonders "Snow at Night" is also about celebrating the Spring Festival on New Year's Eve:

At the beginning of the fourth watch, the north wind blows snow,

Jia Rui Tian Jiao and Nianchu.

Tu Su's half lamp has not been lifted,

Write peach characters in front of the lamp.

This poem is about Tu Su and Fu Tao in Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri. It is snowing outside the window, and the poet is drinking and writing Spring Festival couplets to welcome the New Year. Although this poem does not have the festive atmosphere of "January Day", it is a vivid portrayal of the image of a lonely literati during the New Year.

Lihong Zhao

6. Poems about flowers

1. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")

2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)

3. people are idle with osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)

4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water in Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")

6. The plum blossoms have lost their wax, and the garden is back to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Meet Friends at Hukou")

7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")

8. The south wind turned yellow in April, and the jujube flowers did not fall. (Li Wei, "Farewell, My Friend Chen")

9. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")

10. The moon melts in the Pear Garden, and there is a faint wind in the catkin pond. (Yan Shu's "Morality")

1 1. In May, there were countless lotus flowers everywhere in Tingzhou. (Dao Qian's "Linping Road")

12. Thousands of miles of rice and flowers are beautiful, and the leaves of Wuteng Tung are the best sound. Once upon a time, it rained heavily for three days since July 25th.

13. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect sunlight in different colors. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")

14. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an)

15. No one saw the plum blossom bamboo and blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "Except Night, From Stone to Lake")

16. reeds everywhere. I am old, who will fly home next to swallows? (Wen Tianxiang's "Jinling Yi")

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"Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red"

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"Xiao Jian is red and wet, and Jinguan City is heavy."

19 It's the Double Ninth Festival, and it's chrysanthemum time. Meng Haoran's Passing the Old People's Village is here again.

20. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers")

As soon as Xiao He showed his sharp corner, the dragonfly had already stood on his head (Xiaochi)

The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

There are several plums in the corner, blooming alone in the cold.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two kinds of leisure worries.

Flowers in poetry

1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")

I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")

But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")

7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")

8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu:

7. Poems describing the Spring Festival

1. Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su.

-Yuan Ri (Song) Wang Anshi

2. Add the New Year through the calendar, and the old mountains and rivers are full of spring.

-You are the new and correct (Ming) Julia.

3. Listen to the childlike innocence of setting off firecrackers and see how to change the word peach.

—— Wu Jia New Year's Day (Qing) Hole

It was this year that the scenery was beautiful and colorful.

-Watch the flower market in the forest during the Spring Festival.

There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the riverside water-two riverside night scenes of stone.

The East Wind Comes Back to Spring, Flowers Bloom Branches —— Tang Li Bai's Sunset Reflects the Mountain

The East Wind Sprinkles Rain and Dews People Meet Spring —— Tang Li Bai's Send Qi 'ang to Bazhong

If there is love in spring grass, the green hills are still green —— The Golden Gate of Answering Su Xiucai by Tang Libai

Cold leads to exhaustion and returns to willow —— Eight Poems of Palace Music by Tang Li Bai

There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow pouring into the imperial city-Tang Han gave Early Spring a piece of Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water.

Thousands of apricot trees on the riverside have opened a new night wind. The garden is full of shade, shining in the green waves —— Tang Wangya's Spring Tour

I can't feel the spring breeze of wicker —— Comment on Lian's Dark Days

Flowers add to the spring rain road, and flowers move mountains in spring —— Close "Good Things Nearby"

The willows don't hide the spring scenery, but the apricot trees go out of the wall —— Song Luyou's Work at once

The east wind blows rain finer than dust —— Huanxisha by Qi Ji of Song Xin

In the shade of spring, the grass is green, and sometimes there are quiet flowers and a tree is bright —— Su Song Shunqin's Night Boat in Huaizhong

Spring is in the depths of birds and flowers —— Song Chen Liang's Nan Gezi

Swallow and fly, where is Wen Chun? Only the pond is green —— Yellow Willow by Song Jiangkui

Waiting to see the east wind is always spring-spring day in Song Zhuxi.

When spring comes to the world, plants and trees know each other —— Yi's Encounter in beginning of spring.

8. Poems about flowers

Tang Yuanzhen: It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.

Don Fisher: It's not freezing. How can there be plum blossoms?

Shu: The spring breeze does not lift the ban on flowers, and the haze is chaotic.

Tang Zhaowei: I can't congratulate you on the spring breeze. There are more flowers than apricot gardens.

Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.

S: A night of spring scenery is worth a thousand dollars. Flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.

Tang Dongfang Qiu: The sky and the sky are as beautiful as flowers and jade. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.

Tang Du Fu: Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms follow the water.

Fang: The east wind blows the peach calyx all night, and the peach blossoms bloom. I don't remember that spring is affectionate when I open it, but it is biased when I fall.

Anshi, Wang Song: The peach blossoms on the other side are not half red, and the branches are in a mess.

Song Yang Wanli: The bones are exquisite and transparent through eight windows, and the flower heads are inserted with purple lotus fragrance. There are countless blue fans on the thread. If the wind doesn't come, it will cool itself.

Don Cen Can: Like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

Zheng Song Xiao Si: Let a hundred flowers blossom. It's interesting to hedge independently. Instead of blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold it in the branches and wait for death!

Yuan Sadu stabbed: February in the south of the Yangtze River was stormy, and plum blossoms blossomed.

Song Yang Wanli: The leaves are infinitely green the next day, and the lotus flowers are different colors.

Don Wang Wei: You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?

Tang Pirixiu: Being Kao is the best thing to listen to. I cann't believe I boast that I'm strict in traveling west, and I'm the best in the world.

Wang Song Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers: A little more green and red, less touching spring scenery.

Don Li Shangyin: Flowers have nothing to do with leaves in the world, and flowers go into golden pots for dust. Only violet and red violet are naive.

Don Du Fu: Peach blossoms chase small flowers, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao.

Wang Song Jujube: Peach blossoms smile across the fence, which seems to be affectionate before opening.

Tang Du Fu: Peach blossoms are in full bloom, lovely and crimson.

Tang Liu Yuxi: The peony demon in front of the court was unqualified, and the lotus on the pool was pure and had a special liking. Only peony is the real national color, and it will move the capital as soon as it opens.

Don Liu Yuxi: Spring flowers arrive first, and light yellow and light green reflect the balcony.

Another year of grass green, still ten miles of apricot blossom red.

In the first month, plum blossoms smell fragrant; In February, apricot blossoms are warm; In March, peach blossoms are fragrant; In April, roses are in full bloom; In May, pomegranate is as red as fire; In June, camellia is full of pools; In July, Impatiens are seven clever; In August, osmanthus fragrance; In September, chrysanthemums are piled high; In October, hibiscus is in spring; 1 1 month, camellia is full of tree flowers; 12, wintersweet Huang Cancan.

9. Poems about the Spring Festival

Cao Chun Man Ting Tuxiu

Flowers are everywhere, and the fragrance is overflowing.

The east wind blows Qian Shan green.

Spring rain brings new life to all things.

Spring has come to the peach tree.

In front of Ying Ge Lvliu Building

A few lines of willow, green mountains and rivers show

A tree is plum blossom, and heaven and earth are spring.

The spring tide surges in thousands of Jiang Xue.

Wan Hu Pearl comes from the sea area.

Xue Rui reflects Zhao Feng's age.