Moon Flying Flower Order

The following are some poems with the word "moon" that can be used in the Flying Flower Token game: 1. When will the bright moon appear? I ask the blue sky with wine. Su Shi's Song of Water Melody: When Will the Bright Moon Appear? 2. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and letters from home were worth ten thousand gold. Du Fu's Spring Gaze 3. The north wind swept the white grass, and snow fell in August. Cen Shen's Song of Snow Sending Judge Wu Back to the Capital 4. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. He Zhizhang's Ode to the Willow 5. From now on, if you can ride the moon at leisure, you can knock on the door with your walking stick at night. Lu You's "Mountain West Village Tour" 6. The spring tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises on the sea. Zhang Ruoxu's " Moonlit Night on the Spring River " 7. The river and the sky are the same color without dust, and the lonely moon in the sky is bright. Zhang Ruoxu's " Moonlit Night on the Spring River " 8. I don't know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. Zhang Ruoxu's " Moonlit Night on the Spring River " 9. At this time we look at each other and don't hear each other. I hope the moon will shine on you. Zhang Ruoxu's " Moonlit Night on the Spring River " 10. The river water is about to run out of spring, and the moon is setting in the river pool. Zhang Ruoxu's " Moonlit Night on the Spring River " I hope these poems can help you win the Flying Flower Token game!

It's as bright as the moon. When can I pick it up? The moon was bright and the stars were few. The crows and magpies flew south. The movement of the sun and moon seems to come out of it. Under the moon flying mirror, cloud born knot sea tower. People in the deep forest do not know, but the bright moon shines on each other. The bright moon shines among the pine trees, and the clear spring flows up the stone. The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. The bright moon rose from the sky above the boundless sea of clouds. The rooster crows in the thatched cottage under the moon, and the footprints of people are frosty on the bridge. Heaven and earth are empty, and time passes. The lake in August is as flat as the water, and the void is mixed with the clear water. The white snow on the mountain is as bright as the moon in the clouds. The sky is wide and the trees are low. The river is clear and the moon is close to people. When the moon rises, the birds in the mountains are startled, and they often sing in the spring stream. The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. Chang 'an a piece of moon, thousands of households pound clothes sound. Three autumn leaves can bloom in February. I also heard Zigui crying in the moonlight, sad about the empty mountain. When I was young, I didn't know the moon. I called it a white jade plate. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the letter from home was worth ten thousand gold. Who on the riverside first saw the moon, and when did the moon on the river shine on people? The river and the sky are the same color without dust, and the lonely moon in the sky is bright. I don't know who the moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water. Yan Yan with the waves thousands of miles, where the spring river is not bright. The river water is about to run out of spring, and the moon in the river pool is slanting westward again. I don't know how many people come back by the moon, and the falling moon shakes the river trees full of affection. The river twists and turns around Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like graupel. Life is endless from generation to generation, and the river moon is only similar year after year. The slanting moon hides in the sea fog, Jieshi Xiaoxiang endless road. The spring river's tide reached the sea level, and the moon on the sea rose with the tide. At this time, we look at each other and don't hear each other. I hope the moon will shine on you. The moon lingers on the roof, shining on the dressing table of the people who have left. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Old friends bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March. From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon at leisure, you can knock on the door with your cane at night. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June was different from the four seasons. The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the Yangtze River. When will the moon shine on me? The new year is not beautiful, early February surprised to see grass sprouts. The moon is even darker than half of the house, and the Big Dipper is slanted. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow you to the west of Yelang. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. Life is full of joy, do not let the golden cup empty face the moon. Thirty years of fame and fortune, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of road clouds and months. The wild geese fly high in the frontier fortress, and the people have not yet returned. The wind and moon are leisurely behind the curtain. The moon rises above the willow tree, and people meet after dusk. This year, on the first day of the first lunar month, the moon and the lamp are still the same. White-haired fishermen and woodsmen on the river isles, used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. The rain is heavy and the wind is wild. It's late in March. The door is closed at dusk. There's no way to stay in spring. It is expected that the place where the heart is broken every year, the bright moon night, the short pine hill. In the morning mirror, I only worry about the change of my hair. At night, I should feel the cold moonlight. The north wind rolled up the white grass on the ground, and it snowed in August. In April, there are few idle people in the countryside. They have just sericulture and inserted fields. In Zhaoyang Hall, love is cut off, and the sun and moon in Penglai Palace are long. On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Temple of Immortals, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night. The palace saw the moon sad face, night rain heard the sound of the bell heartbroken. In August the high autumn wind howled and rolled up the thatch on my roof. The lake and moon are harmonious, and the mirror on the surface of the pool is not polished without wind. The grass grows long and the orioles fly in February, and the willows on the dike are drunk with spring smoke. The moon in the vast sea has tears, and the sun in the blue field is warm and the jade produces smoke. Green women and white women are resistant to the cold, and the moon is full of frost. The moon sets, crows cry, and frost fills the sky. The river maple and fishing fire face each other and sleep with sorrow. The moon turns round like a jade pearl, and the dew in front of the palace is fresh. The fragrance of April in the human world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. They all want to fly, want to climb the blue sky to catch the bright moon. On the night of the third day of September, the dew was like a real pearl and the moon was like a bow. Stop the car and sit in the maple forest at night. Frost leaves are redder than February flowers. The moon is dark and there is a fishing lamp, a lonely light is a little firefly. The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the chanyu fled at night. The moon is missing and hanging on the sparse paulownia trees, the gap is broken and the people are at first quiet. When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky. The bright moon in front of my bed is like frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at home. Tonight is the moon in Muzhou, and I can only watch it alone in my boudoir. The sand in the desert was like snow, and the moon in Yanshan was like a hook. At this time, he drew a carved bow like a full moon, looked northwest, and shot a wolf. The bright moon leaves the branches to startle the magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night. The moon is bright on the sea, and the world is at the same time. Today's moon once shone on the ancients, but today's people can't see the ancient moon. In the morning mirror, I only worry about the change of my hair. At night, I should feel the cold moonlight. The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow, and the moon outside the surrender city is like frost. Every family begged for cleverness to look at the autumn moon, wearing tens of thousands of red silk. In the morning, I clean up the waste and return home with a hoe.

There is no side to the moon, and a firefly flies in the grass. Sister Yue was sealed in the silver world, and the dragon king was enchanted in the jade pot. The moon is so white that it shines on people's hearts and lungs. A pot of wine under the moon is the same as this. Moonlight splashed on the empty wall, dew on the court. The moon is so bright, how can there be no wine? The moon is cold and the red well is standing. The frost is white and the altar is empty. The moon's smoke rippled, and the lamp was as sharp as the stone. The moon is full and the body is free, and the clear light has nowhere to go. The moonlight rippled like jade, and the flowers shone like white waves. Under the moonlight, beautiful people help, and the shadow of flowers covers the body. Under the moon there are nine immortals, and among the clouds there are seven springs. The moon and the river have no appointment, meeting is accidental. The Moon Cave has always been a new place. The moon's moth just cut jade, what night suddenly gave a hairpin. The moon is full in Linchun Pavilion, and the clouds follow Zhang Lihua. The moon is dark and the monarch suddenly walks, I am afraid he will fall into the dragon cave. The moon is pale and the jade is thin, and the snow is deep red and burning. The moon swayed across the water shadow, snow into the bottle branches. The moonlit night comes by drunkenness, hanging the pole and winding the stream. The moon is dark and there is a fishing lamp, a lonely light is a little firefly. The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the chanyu fled at night. When the moon rises, the birds in the mountains are startled, and they often sing in the spring stream. Under the moon flying mirror, cloud born knot sea tower. The bright moon shines among the pine trees, and the clear spring flows up the stone. The lake in August is as flat as the water, and the void is mixed with the clear water. The moon is missing and hanging on the sparse paulownia trees, the gap is broken and the people are at first quiet. When will the bright moon appear? I take my wine and ask the blue sky. The bright moon in front of my bed is like frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at home. When I was young, I didn't know the moon. I called it a white jade plate. The beacon fire lasted for three months, and the letter from home was worth ten thousand gold. Tonight is the moon in Muzhou, and I can only watch it alone in my boudoir. The rooster crows in the thatched cottage under the moon, and the footprints of people are frosty on the bridge. The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. People in the deep forest do not know, but the bright moon shines on each other. In the morning, I clean up the waste and return home with a hoe. The sky is wide and the trees are low. The river is clear and the moon is close to people. The sand in the desert was like snow, and the moon in Yanshan was like a hook. Three autumn leaves can bloom in February. The moon sets, crows cry, and frost fills the sky. The river maple and fishing fire face each other and sleep with sorrow. In August, the sound of the waves roared to the ground, and the head was several feet high, touching the mountain and returning. In August the high autumn wind howled and rolled up the thatch on my roof. Tonight the moon is bright and the people are looking forward to it. I don't know whose home my autumn thoughts fall on. The lake and moon are harmonious, and the mirror on the surface of the pool is not polished without wind. The fragrance of April in the human world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. On the night of the third day of September, the dew was like a real pearl and the moon was like a bow. In April, there are few idle people in the countryside. They have just sericulture and inserted fields. The moon in the Qin Dynasty was bright, and the pass in the Han Dynasty was bright. The people who marched thousands of miles did not return. The moon in Mount Emei is half full of autumn, and its shadow flows into the Pingqiang River. The mist is cold and the water is full of sand. At night, I moored near the wine house on the Qinhuai River. The grass grows long and the orioles fly in February, and the willows on the dike are drunk with spring smoke. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June was different from the four seasons. Every family begged for cleverness to look at the autumn moon, wearing tens of thousands of red silk. I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon, and follow you to the west of Yelang. From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon at leisure, you can knock on the door with your cane at night. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the Yangtze River. When will the moon shine on me? Old friends bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March. The north wind rolled up the white grass on the ground, and it snowed in August. The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow, and the moon outside the surrender city is like frost. In the morning mirror, I only worry about the change of my hair. At night, I should feel the cold moonlight. Stop the car and sit in the maple forest at night. Frost leaves are redder than February flowers. The movement of the sun and moon seems to come out of the moon; The stars are bright, as if they come out of the moon. Open and open, in the city gate. A day without seeing each other is like three months. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its ups and downs. It is difficult to complete this since ancient times. At this time, he drew a carved bow like a full moon, looked northwest, and shot a wolf. The bright moon leaves the branches to startle the magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night. It's as bright as the moon. When can I pick it up? The moon was bright and the stars were few. The crows and magpies flew south.

The following are some poems about the moon: Cao Cao's "Short Song Journey","Bright as the moon, when can I pick it up","The moon is bright and the stars are few, the crows fly south","The journey of the sun and moon, if it comes out of it" in "Watching the Sea"; Li Bai's "Crossing Jingmen Farewell","Flying Mirror under the Moon, Clouds Grow into the Sea Tower"; Wang Wei's "Bamboo Pavilion","People in the deep forest do not know, the moon shines on each other"; Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn Dusk"," The moon shines among the pines, the clear spring flows up the stone"; Zhang Jiuling's " Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan "," The bright moon is born on the sea, and the horizon is at this time ", Li Bai's " Silent Night Thoughts "," The bright moon in front of the bed is suspected to be the frost on the ground "," Looking up at the bright moon, lowering his head to think of his hometown ", In Zhang Ruoxu's " Spring River Flower Moonlit Night "," The spring river tide connects the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises together with the tide "," The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles. Where is the spring river without the moon?"," The river flows around Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like graupel."," The river and sky are the same color without dust, and the moon is lonely in the sky."," Who on the river has seen the moon first?" "When did the moon shine on you?""Life is endless, but the moon is similar year after year.""I don't know who the moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.""Whose family is the boat tonight, where is the Bright Moon Building?""Poor moon wandering upstairs, should shine on the mirror table of the people who are leaving.""At this time, we can't hear each other. I hope that the moon will shine on you.""The spring of the river is about to end, and the moon in the river pool is inclined to the west again."" The slanting moon is deep and hidden in the sea fog. The Jieshi Xiaoxiang is endless."" I don't know how many people will return by the moon. The falling moon shakes the river trees." In Li Shangyin's Untitled, there is a line: "The mirror at dawn but the clouds change, and the moonlight should be cold when I sing at night"; Xie Lingyun's "The End of the Year" has a line: "The bright moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong and sad"; Lu Zhaolin's "On September 9th, Xuanwu Mountain Journey" has a line: "On September 9th, overlooking the mountains and rivers, returning to the heart to look at the accumulated wind and smoke"; He Zhizhang's "Ode to Willow" has a line: "I don't know who cut the fine leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors"; Shen Quanqi's" Mixed Poetry" has a line: " Poor moon in the boudoir, growing in the Han camp" and so on.

The Flying Flower Order was a drinking game in ancient China. It got its name from the famous phrase "Flowers fly everywhere in the spring city" in Han Hong's "Cold Food". When performing the Flying Flower Order, one would usually choose poems and lyrics, or music, but the sentence chosen would generally not exceed seven words. The Flying Flower Token was an elegant game in the banquet. Compared to the Tong Ling's snatching fists and shouting, it was more graceful, elegant and interesting. Some of the rules of the Flying Flower Medallions were stricter. They required the poem to contain the word "flower" and to be carried out in a certain order. The improved Soaring Flower Token of the modern era was easier to use than the ancient Soaring Flower Token. It was no longer limited to the word "flower", but added other high-frequency words. The Flying Flower Token was a competition game that tested the players 'memory and reaction speed.

The following were some poems of the Seven Character Flying Flower Order about the word "moon": - The moon is bright, the pine house is quiet, and the sun is rising. Tang·Wang Wei's Journey to Taoyuan - On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month in the Temple of Immortals, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night. Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret - Tonight the moon is bright and all the people are looking forward to it. I wonder whose home my autumn thoughts fall on? Tang Wang Jian's " Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon " - The moon in the Qin Dynasty was bright, and the pass in the Han Dynasty was bright. The people who marched thousands of miles did not return. Tang·Wang Changling's "Leaving the Fortress" - The mist is cold, the moon is water, and the sand is sand. At night, I moor near the wine house on the Qinhuai River. Tang·Du Mu's "Mooring Qinhuai" - Twenty-four bridges on a moonlit night, where did the jade man teach her how to play the flute? Tang·Du Mu's "To Judge Han Chuo of Yangzhou" - A pavilion near the water gets the moon first, and the flowers and trees in the sun are easy to become spring. Song·Su Lin's Broken Sentence - I look out at the fields alone, the moon bright, the flowers like snow. Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi's Village Night - The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the Yangtze River. When will the bright moon shine on me? Song·Wang Anshi's Boat Moored in Guazhou - The crescent moon hangs on the city wall, and the moon shines on Liangzhou. Tang Cen Shen's Night Collection of Liangzhou Pavilion and the Judges - But the night was long and I couldn't sleep, and the moon came to the curtain cage several times. Five Dynasties, Li Yu's " The Order of Punching and Training " - Three hundred thousand men were recruited from the moraine, and for a moment they looked back at the moon. Tang·Li Yi's Northern Expedition - The song finally left from the palace of immortals, and the moon shone brightly among the thousands of households. Tang·Li Bai's "Autumn in the Hall of Osmanthus·Fairy II" - Thirty years of fame and glory, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of road, clouds and moon. Song Yuefei's The River Is Red - Wanli's Heart Facing the Moon, Tang·Lu Lun's "Late Staying in Ezhou"

The Flying Flower Token was a traditional poetry game. The participants had to recite poems with specific words according to specific requirements. We can find some poems with the word "flower", such as "Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as good as Wang Lun sending me love","Swallows don't return, spring is late, a misty rain apricot blossoms are cold" and so on. However, the search results did not provide any information about the specific poem with the word "flower" in the Flying Flower Token. Therefore, I am unable to provide any information regarding the poem with the word "flower" in the Soaring Flower Token.

In ancient China, if the keyword was "wine", one could refer to the following poem: A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Drinking Alone under the Moon": Peach and plum spring breeze a cup of wine, Jianghu night rain ten years of light. Song Dynasty·Huang Tingjian's "Send Huang Ji Fu": A pot of turbid wine happy to meet, ancient and modern how many things, all handed over to the joke. Ming Yang Shen ("The Immortal of the River, Rolling Water of the Yangtze River in the East" is not in the information provided, but it is also a classic poem with "wine" in it): I advise you to drink a cup of wine, and there will be no old friends in the west. Tang Dynasty Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi": Call my son to go out to exchange for wine, and you will share the eternal sorrow. Tang Dynasty·Li Bai "will enter the wine" and so on. These poems could be used in the Flying Flower Token game. The participants had to say the poem containing the word "wine" according to the rules. "The Crane Drinks the Spring Breeze" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

There were many poems that contained the word "flower" in the Flying Flower Order. Here are some examples: 1. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. 2. Flowers will bloom again, and people will no longer be young. 3. Looking at flowers with tears, I don't speak to the king of Chu. 4. Seeing Hua Dongmo, it alarmed the people of Luoyang. 5. The Falling Flower Man stands alone, and the Rain Swallow flies in pairs. 6. Reflect on the front and back mirror of the flower, and the flower faces will reflect each other. 7. In the shadow of apricot blossoms, play the flute until dawn. 8. Fold the flower and meet the post envoy, send it to Longtou people. 9. I feel the flowers splashing in my eyes, and hate the birds that are shocked. 10. The shadow of the flowers on the wall is moving, and it is suspected that the jade man is coming. This was only a part of it. There were many more poems that contained the word "flower" in the Soaring Flower Token.

"Yu Shu passed Quli last night. Chanyu is already at the west of Jinshan." "Shuo Hu took advantage of the moon to invade the border city, and the military letter stabbed the capital." "There's no need to dislike the floating dew. Why not raise feathers?" "The second marquis, the chirping dove, brushed its feathers." [Ling Yuji: Fate of the Eastern Profound World] is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!