What are the poems praising Milan?

Orchids are fragrant.

If you don't accept it, you will be hurt.

Today's rotation is natural.

I travel everywhere, day after day, year after year.

Ice and snow trade, wheat prosperity.

If the child doesn't hurt, I won't die.

There are lush wild oats and wild oats.

A gentleman hurts it, but a gentleman prevents it.

-Han Yu's "You Cao Lan"

Looking at ChuTianYun, Qiu Jiang is cold.

Di Zi took it hard and wrote a shadow.

-Zhang Yin's "Writing Orchids"