13-year-old Feihualing girl says 127 flower-themed poetry lines in 5 minutes, all here

In recent days, a video of the "strongest Feihualing" from Shandong TV's "Young Scholars of Chinese Studies" went viral online, with 6.68 million views on Weibo alone, and authoritative media also gave her likes and encouragement on Weibo. In the video, the girl competed on site alone against 100 contestants and in just 5 minutes recited a total of 127 poetry lines containing "flower," and the girl who ultimately won was called the "Feihualing girl" by netizens.

He Liran

This girl named He Liran is only 13 this year. Influenced by her parents, she loved poetry and verse from a young age, and at such a young age she is already a star in the poetry world. Which are the 127 beautiful poetry lines containing "flower"? Where do they come from? Who wrote them? Beijing Home Gardening made a collection and shares it with friends who love flowers and plants.

1. A pot of wine among the flowers, I drink alone, with no one near

2. Suddenly like a night of spring wind coming, thousands of trees and thousands of pear blossoms blooming

3. Last night came the sound of wind and rain, how many flowers fell, who can know

4. In the lanes by the swing all is quiet, the bright moon just slanting, soaking the pear blossoms

5. It can loosen the leaves of three autumns, and can open the flowers of February

6. The forest flowers have faded, spring's reds too hastily gone, helpless before the cold rain at dawn and the wind at night

7. At dawn I look at the red wet place, where flowers weigh heavy on the Brocade City

8. The Yongfeng willow, with no one near, lately sends blossoms flying like snow

9. Among falling flowers a person stands alone, in fine rain swallows fly in pairs

10. Flowers fall and flowers bloom, regardless of the passing years

11. Free-flying flowers are light as dreams, boundless thin rain is fine as sorrow

12. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she smiles among them

13. A promised guest does not come, and it is past midnight; idly I tap the chess pieces, knocking down lamp wicks' flowers

14. The peach blossom pool is a thousand chi deep, yet not as deep as Wang Lun's farewell to me

15. Last year I entered this gate, where a face and peach blossoms reflected each other's red

16. Flowers near the high tower grieve a traveler's heart; with troubles on all sides, I climb here

17. The fan-covered face, who knows where it has gone; the peach blossoms still smile in the spring wind

18. Drunk with the moon, frequently among the sages; bewitched by flowers, I do not serve the ruler

19. On the day spring wind opens peach and plum blossoms, and in autumn rain when parasol leaves fall

20. Flowers fade, flowers bloom, flowers fill the sky; red fragrance broken, who pities it

21. Among them is one whose courtesy name is Taizhen, snow skin and flower face, in uneven array

22. One morning when the flowers are gone, the fair face grows old. Flowers fall and the person dies, and neither is known

23. Flowers fade, the last red gone, green apricots small; when swallows fly, green water surrounds the homes

24. In the human world April's fragrance is gone, yet the mountain temple's peach blossoms just begin to bloom

25. Willow flowers fall away, the cuckoo cries; I hear you are going past the Five Streams to Longbiao

26. Flowered hairpins lie on the ground, no one gathers them; kingfisher feathers, golden sparrows, and jade hairpins

27. The rolling Yangtze flows east, its waves wash away all heroes

28. Just when Jiangnan has fine scenery, in the season of falling flowers I meet you again

29. Look closely: it is not willow flowers, but drop by drop the tears of parting

30. Clouds think of her clothes, flowers think of her face; spring wind brushes the railing, dew brightens her beauty

31. In the small tower last night I heard wind and rain; in the deep lane tomorrow morning apricot blossoms will be sold

32. When flowers bloom and can be picked, you must pick them; do not wait until there are no flowers and break off empty branches

33. Famous flowers and a beauty who could topple a kingdom delight each other; the tall ruler looks on with a smile

34. Moved by the times, flowers splash tears; hating parting, birds startle the heart

35. Toward dusk, rain beats the pear blossoms and the door is shut deep

36. Lonely in the empty courtyard, spring is about to end; pear blossoms cover the ground and the door is not opened

37. The wind has stopped, dust keeps its fragrance, flowers are all gone; the day is late and I am tired of combing my hair

38. The river winds in turns around the fragrant isle; moonlight on the flowered woods looks like sleet

39. I stop the carriage, loving the maple woods at dusk; frosted leaves are redder than February flowers

40. If you ask where a tavern is, the herd boy points far off to Apricot Blossom Village

41. Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist

42. My old friend takes leave west of Yellow Crane Tower; in the misty flowers of March he goes down to Yangzhou

43. Flowing water and falling flowers, spring has gone; heaven above, the human world below

44. Spring flowers and autumn moon, when will they end; how many past events can be known

45. With tearful eyes I ask the flowers, but the flowers do not speak; wild reds fly past the swing and away

46. I do not hate that these flowers have all flown away; I hate that in the West Garden, fallen reds are hard to gather

47. The wind blows willow flowers, filling the shop with fragrance; the Wu girl presses the wine and calls guests to taste

48. Snowflakes on Yan Mountain are as big as mats, flake by flake blown down on Xuanyuan Terrace

49. When swallows come, it is the new spring festival; after pear blossoms fall, it is Qingming

50. Half a moat of spring water, a whole city of flowers; misty rain darkens a thousand homes

51. Picking lotus in the Southern Pond in autumn, lotus flowers rise above people's heads

52. Year after year the flowers are alike, but year after year the people are not the same

53. Yet I marvel at the sparse flowers beyond the bamboo, their cold fragrance entering the jade mat

54. Ask the peach blossoms why they must be so red

55. It is not that among flowers I favor the chrysanthemum; when this flower blooms, there are no more flowers

56. At night by the head of Xunyang River I see a guest off; maple leaves and reed flowers rustle in autumn

57. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, I will return for the chrysanthemums

58. In Huang Si Niang's home flowers fill the path; a thousand blooms and ten thousand blooms press the branches low

59. Beyond the bamboo, two or three peach branches; when spring river water warms, ducks know first

60. Blue clouds in the sky, yellow flowers on the ground, the west wind is urgent

61. When floating flowers and wave-borne stamens are all gone, I will accompany you in quiet solitude

62. Flowers may bloom again, but a person is never young again

63. A figure on the window gauze, who has come to break off flowers

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64. Spring has a hundred flowers, autumn has leaves; summer has cool wind, winter has snow

65. In deep water plant water chestnuts, in shallow water plant rice; in neither deep nor shallow water plant lotus

66. In Peach Blossom Dock is the Peach Blossom Hut; beneath the Peach Blossom Hut is the Peach Blossom Immortal; the Peach Blossom Immortal plants peach trees, and also picks peach blossoms to sell for wine money

67. Proud in the spring wind, the horse gallops fast; in one day I see all the flowers of Chang'an

68. Do not say it does not overwhelm the soul; the west wind rolls up the curtain, and the person is thinner than a yellow flower

69. In May on Tian Mountain there is snow; there are no flowers, only cold

70. Layer upon layer of lakes and peaks, clear and fine; there are cassia blossoms of the three autumns and lotus flowers for ten li

71. Ice-clear and frost-pure, last night the plum blossoms opened

72. Flowers bright, moon dark, veiled in light mist; tonight is a good time to go to my lover's side

73. Only the peony is truly a national beauty; when it blooms, the capital is stirred

74. On the painted railing the cassia tree hangs autumn fragrance; in the thirty-six palaces, moss flowers are green

75. It has a different root and sprout; it is not a rich and noble flower of ordinary homes

76. Spring river, flowers, autumn moon night; often I take up wine and pour it alone

77. Cloudlike hair, flowerlike face, golden step-shake; in the warm lotus-curtained bed we pass the spring night

78. East of Luoyang city, peach and plum blossoms; flying here and there, in whose home do they fall

79. White snow, however, resents that spring comes late, so it deliberately passes through courtyard trees as flying flowers

80. Lotus leaves reaching the sky are endlessly green; lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red

81. Wild flowers gradually dazzle the eyes; shallow grass can just cover a horse's hooves

82. Choked and cut off, thoughts before the wind; dim and misty, flowers before the eyes

83. I fear only that in the deep night the flowers will sleep, so I burn tall candles to shine on the red adornment

84. Before Xisai Mountain white egrets fly; peach blossoms on flowing water, mandarin fish are fat

85. Beyond Sanhua Islet a single sail is faint; peach blossoms on flowing water, mandarin fish are fat

86. At sunrise the river flowers are redder than fire; when spring comes the river water is green as indigo

87. On the sand paired birds, over the pond dusk. Clouds break, the moon comes, flowers play with shadows

88. This year's flowers are redder than last year's

89. Among them peach and plum grieve in wind and rain; spring lies at the stream's head in shepherd's purse flowers

90. Two people drink facing each other as mountain flowers bloom; one cup, another cup, and yet another cup

91. Children run quickly chasing yellow butterflies; they fly into canola flowers and are nowhere to be found

92. Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself. One kind of longing, two places of idle sorrow

93. Plums are golden, apricots are fat; wheat flowers are snow white, canola flowers sparse

94. The late-day rivers and mountains are beautiful; spring flowers, wind, grass, and flowers are fragrant

95. Rolling up the curtain I gaze at the moon and sigh in vain; the beauty is like a flower beyond the clouds

96. Already there are hundred-zhang icicles on the cliff, yet flower branches remain fair

97. Willow flowers on the path scatter like white felt; lotus leaves on the stream pile like green coins

98. Today I bury flowers and people laugh at my folly; in another year who will bury me, who can know

99. Why need pale green and light red; it is naturally the first rank among flowers

100. Fine rain passes, small lotus leaves turn. Pomegranate flowers bloom as if burning

101. Moon bridge, flower courtyard, latticed windows and red doors; only spring knows where

102. Like a flower yet also not like a flower, and no one pities it as it is left to fall

103. If I could wait until you come here, before the flowers with wine I could not bear to touch it. Together with powder and tears, both fall in streams

102. A waterfront tower gets the moon first; flowers and trees facing the sun meet spring easily

103. If in another year I compile a history of flowers, I would rank it as the first fragrance in the human world

104. The east wind at night opens a thousand trees of flowers. It blows down still more, stars like rain

105. Osmanthus-scented filling wrapped around walnut, river rice like pearls washed in well water

106. Apricot blossom rain that wants to wet the clothes; willow wind that does not chill the face

107. If in another year I become the Green Emperor, I will report that I would have peach blossoms open in one place

108. When the joy is over, I row back late, and mistakenly enter deep among the lotus flowers

109. Orioles' intermittent song slips along beneath the flowers; a spring's murmur flows hard beneath the ice

110. It is hard to meet and hard to part; the east wind is powerless and a hundred flowers wither

111. Her jade face is lonely, tears crisscross; a branch of pear blossoms bears spring rain

112. Rain beats pear blossoms and the door is shut deep; youth is forgotten, youth is delayed

113. Wait until autumn comes, the eighth day of the ninth month; after my flowers bloom, all other flowers wither

114. Carriages flow like water, horses like dragons; flowers and moon in the spring breeze

115. By the Zhuque Bridge wild grass and flowers grow; at the entrance of Wuyi Lane the setting sun slants

116. Now it is the Double Ninth again; on the battlefield the yellow flowers are especially fragrant

117. The flowers and grass of the Wu palace bury the secluded paths; the caps and robes of the Jin dynasty have become ancient mounds

118. When flowers fly, do not lightly follow the flowing water; lest a fisherman come to ask the way

119. Her cloud-like hair half askew, just woken from sleep; her flower crown unkempt, she comes down from the hall

120. Peach blossom shadows fall as the divine sword flies; the blue sea tide rises as the jade flute is played

121. When people are at leisure, osmanthus flowers fall; in the quiet night, the spring mountain is empty

122. When one is old, wearing flowers brings no shame to oneself; the flowers should blush to be on an old man's head

123. Mirror before and behind reflect the flowers; flower and face shine upon each other

124. Poplar catkins and elm seeds have no talent for thought; they only know how to fly as snow all over the sky

125. Butterflies threading through flowers are seen deep within; dragonflies skimming the water fly slowly

126. East of Luoyang city, west of the Yi River; a thousand flowers and ten thousand bamboos make one enchanted

127. The maiden of Yang cherishes her beauty; sitting, she sees falling flowers and sighs long

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