In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下了一首挽歌In Flanders Fields：
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
...Favillae
一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下了一首挽歌In Flanders Fields：
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
...Favillae
一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下了一首挽歌In Flanders Fields：
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
...Favillae
一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下了一首挽歌In Flanders Fields：
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
...Favillae
美~
弗兰德斯大地之花
美~
这是什么花啊，求解惑
LS,红罂粟,纪念战争死难者的
拉丁学名为Papaver rhoeas L，是毛茛目罂粟科罂粟属虞美人种，又称田野罂粟或弗兰德斯罂粟Flanders poppy，不是做毒品的鸦片罂粟种和苞鳞罂粟种Papaver somniferum L。。。
一战时一位加拿大军医在弗兰德斯地区目睹大片这种红花盛放，仿佛以死难者的鲜血浇灌，有感而写下了一首挽歌In Flanders Fields：
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
那花应该是虞美人或者叫美人娇，像罂粟但的确不是罂粟。我小的时候家里院子里种过，一小撮不明真相的ZF人士非说是罂粟让全拔了。
像莫奈的一幅画~
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好感人的诗！
像莫奈的罂粟花
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虞美人
看到这张第一反应也是莫奈的《野罂粟》。
想起了战地1的法国地图 决裂
哇！！感谢大神！
在2012年的伦敦奥运会开幕式上，专门有这个环节，士兵和红色的罂粟花，以纪念在一战二战战争中死去的军人。
哀艳
一看这位兄台就是文化人
决裂
想起了莫奈的野罂粟
我有见过这种花，我想应该是虞美人吧。开成这么大一片的景色的确很让人震撼。
在法兰德斯战场
罂粟花
太有感觉了
这个颜色是虞美人，花朵比罂粟小，罂粟一般是偏粉红色的花，花朵更大，罂粟的叶子没毛，虞美人有毛
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