1. Poems about the quality of orchids
Poems about the quality of orchids 1. Poems about the quality of orchids
1. "Chunzhuang" Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo There is a path of orchid leaves in the mountains, and a plum orchard outside the city.
I don’t know that people and things are quiet, and I don’t notice the noise of birds. Translation: There is a path covered with orchid leaves in the quiet mountain forest, and a garden with peaches and plums outside the city.
It’s just that there is no tranquility in the world, and there is no sound of birds chirping. 2. "Bu Suanzi·Lan" Song Dynasty: The pines and bamboos in Cao's group are green and the radish is cold, and the sun is late and the mountains and rivers are twilight.
No one is alone in the quiet path. Who can complain about this hatred? It's like plum blossom language.
There are still lovers looking for love. When I smell it, I refuse to smell it, and the fragrance is in my unintentional place.
Translation: In the spring evening, the pines, bamboos and green roses in the mountains are shrouded in bursts of cold air; on the quiet side of the road, the orchids bloom alone, with no one to appreciate them. Who can it tell its resentment to? It seems that only plum blossoms can speak to these orchids, but in the lonely mountains, there may be people who are looking for the fragrance! When you come specifically to smell the fragrance of orchids, the flowers are not fragrant; only by accident can you smell the fragrance of the flowers. 3. "Pianlan" Pre-Qin Dynasty: A branch of the unknown Pianlan, worn by boys.
Although I admire it, I don’t know why. The appearance is smooth and the belt is hanging down.
The leaves of the orchid are worn by boys. Although I am wearing a 韘, I can't help but wear my armor.
The appearance is smooth and the belt is hanging down. Translation: There are sharp clips on the orchid branches, and the little boy wears a pyramid.
Although you already wear a pyramid, you still don’t understand my charming feelings. He walks slowly, with a swaying belt.
The leaves on the orchid branches are curved, and the little boy wears a hoe. Although you have worn it, you are not close to me.
Walking slowly, with a swaying belt. 4. "Inscribed on Nanlan by Zheng Suo" Yuan Dynasty: Ni Zan's orchids turn into thatch in the autumn wind, and the desolation of the southern country has disappeared.
Only Suonan's heart remains unchanged, and the tears and ink are used to write about Li Sao. Translation: The cold autumn wind turns the orchids into grass, and the quiet vitality of Jiangnan has disappeared.
Only Suonan remained loyal and expressed his patriotism with tears and ink. 5. "Niannujiao·Spring Snow and Orchids" Ming Dynasty: Chen Zilong asked what the sky meant. In the depth of spring, there is snow falling on Longshan Mountain thousands of miles away? Jie Pei Lingbo disappeared and talked about Ruizhu Palace.
The smoke in Chu Palace is faint, the moon in Xiangtan is cold, and everything is broken. In the beautiful valley, I can only worry and listen to the cries of the old man again.
On that day, there was a bright wind, several stems were covered with clear dew, and the flowers and leaves were separated with delicate hands. Once upon a time, in the sleeves of many sentiments, there was a thread of concentricity and a thousand knots.
The jade wrist is fragrant, the clouds and mist cover it, and the empty gift money escapes. On the Luobin River, looking for fragrance and looking forward to the festival.
Translation: I asked God why on earth it is already March in spring, but there is still snow flying thousands of miles away in the Longshan area? You who came from Lingbo to give me the jade pendant disappeared, why did you talk about the Dragon Palace and Immortal Palace? The palace in the south has disappeared like smoke, and even the moon reflected in the water looks cold.
It was expected that all the flowers there would be broken, and I was the only one still feeling pity for myself in the deep mountains. My cry of "Why don't we go back" made people heartbroken. Thinking back to the time when Jiuwan planted orchids, there were so many flowers with clear dew in them. It was you who separated the flowers and leaves for us with your own hands.
I once fell into your passionate embrace. We have the same scent and we are united. But you are gone, the jade is gone, the fragrance is gone, and even the beautiful figure disappears in the thick fog, leaving the golden jump for me in vain.
I am on the shore of Luoshui, looking for the beautiful season to come again.
2. Verses describing the quality of orchids
1. Verses:
The path of orchid leaves in the mountains, the peach garden outside the city. Little do you know that people are quiet and you don't notice the birds chirping. ——"Chunzhuang" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty
Translation:
In the quiet mountain forest, there is a path covered with orchid leaves, and there is a garden with peaches and plums outside the city, but there are no The world is quiet, and no birds are heard chirping.
2. Poetry:
The pines, bamboos and green rosy flowers are cold, and the sun is late and the mountains and rivers are twilight. No one is alone in the quiet path. Who can complain about this hatred? It's like plum blossom language. There are still couples looking for love. When I smell it, I refuse to smell it, and the fragrance is in my unintentional place. ——"Bu Suanzi Lan" Cao Zu, Song Dynasty
Translation:
In the evening, the pines, bamboos and green radish in the mountains are shrouded in bursts of cold air; on the quiet side of the road, The orchid blooms alone and has no one to appreciate it. To whom can it express its resentment? It seems that only plum blossoms can speak to these orchids, but in the lonely mountains, there may be people who are looking for the fragrance! When you come specifically to smell the fragrance of orchids, the flowers are not fragrant; only by accident can you smell the fragrance of the flowers.
3. Verses:
The chrysanthemums on the threshold are sad, the smoke orchid is weeping, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, where can you tell if the mountains are long and the rivers are vast? ——"Butterflies in Love with Flowers·Chrysanthemums on the Threshold Worry about Smoke orchids Weeping Dew" Yan Shu, Song Dynasty The dew seems to be weeping dew. There were wisps of light coldness between the curtains, and a pair of swallows flew away. The bright moon does not understand the pain of parting, and its slanting silver light still penetrates Zhuhu until dawn.
The west wind was fierce last night and withered the green trees. I climbed up the tall building alone and looked at the road that disappeared into the horizon. I want to send a letter to my sweetheart. But there are endless mountains and endless clear water, and I don’t know where my sweetheart is.
4. Verse:
Standing on the top of a thousand mountains, the deep cracks in the rocks are full of wonderful fragrance. There are floating clouds under our feet, and we don’t know each other when we come and we go without staying. ——"Painting Orchids" Banqiao, Zheng, Qing Dynasty
Translation:
Orchids grow on the top of the rocks, and their fragrance spreads everywhere. In the protruding rocks and crevices, Wonderful floral scent, rich and fragrant.
It’s not that there is no noise of rolling clouds under our feet, it’s just that the orchids don’t want to pay attention to them, they don’t know when they will come, and they won’t keep them when they leave.
5. Verses:
Spring orchids are like beauties, they don’t have to be ashamed to offer them to themselves. When you smell the fragrance of wind and dew, you can't see the deep wormwood. Paintings and portraits are intended to complement the biography of Li Sao. He is like Lingjun, and he dare not wear his crown. ——"Inscription on Spring Orchid by Yang Cigong" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Translation:
Spring orchids are like beauties, they don't need to be picked, and their shy expressions take the initiative to show themselves in front of people. Even if there are too many fluffy grasses and wormwood, you can't see the spring orchids covered up, but with the breeze, you can still smell the refreshing fragrance from time to time. Yang Cigong’s picture of Chunlan depicts Chunlan orchid realistically with his wonderful brushstrokes, reaching the point where it can complement "Li Sao" and be worthy of Qu Yuan. Facing this spring orchid is like facing Lingjun, making people dare not desecrate him by wearing it on their head or body.
6. Orchids among traditional Chinese famous flowers only refer to several species of terrestrial orchids distributed in the genus Orchid in China, such as Chunlan, Huilan, Jianlan, Molan and Hanlan, which are usually referred to as orchids. The "Chinese Orchid", in May 1985, the orchid was rated as one of the top ten famous flowers in China.
Extended information:
1. The Chinese have always regarded orchids as a symbol of nobility and elegance, and are juxtaposed with "plum blossoms, bamboos, and chrysanthemums", collectively known as the "Four Gentlemen". Usually, "Lan Zhang" is used to describe the beauty of poetry and prose, and "Lan Jiao" is used to describe the true friendship.
2. Orchids have been cultivated in China for more than 2,000 years. According to records, as early as the late Spring and Autumn Period, King Gou Jian of Yue had planted orchids in the mountains of Shaoxing, Zhejiang. After the Wei and Jin Dynasties, orchids have been used to decorate courtyards.
Reference materials:
Orchid-Baidu Encyclopedia
Chunzhuang-Baidu Encyclopedia
Butterflies in love with flowers·Chrysanthemums on the threshold are sad and orchids are weeping in the smoke Dew - Baidu Encyclopedia
Bu Suanzi·Lan - Baidu Encyclopedia
Inscribed on orchid - Baidu Encyclopedia
Inscribed on Yang Cigong Chunlan - Baidu Encyclopedia
3. Poems about the quality of orchids
A true gentleman with powerful bamboo in the sky
A stunning beauty with orchids in the empty valley
Poems about bamboo:
Ouyang Xiu. Song Dynasty (1009-1072). Drunkard.
Green Bamboo in the Autumn Evening
Xiao Shu likes the strength of the bamboo, but loneliness hurts the orchid.
Congju is affectionate. Youfang comforts Gujie.
Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty
Ode to Bamboo
Bamboo shoots are just beginning to produce yellow horns, and fern buds are beginning to grow into small fists.
Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it is February in the south of the Yangtze River.
Yang Wanli. Song Dynasty (1127-1206).
Ode to Bamboo
Frost Festival. Cultivation of jade and snow body.
There is no text to write about. The moon itself conveys the spirit.
Tao Yuanming. Eastern Jin Dynasty (365-427). Qian, Yuan Liang.
Four of the five poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields
Wandering among the hills and ridges. People still live in the past.
Jing Heng has a legacy. Rotten Mulberry and Bamboo Plants
Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty
Xiang Bamboo Ci
Eternal Xiangjiang Bamboo. What's the point of endless regrets?
Bamboo shoots grow every year. Just a lot of tears!
Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
Inscribed by Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu
Several paths are jade-colored, separated by green smoke at dawn and dusk.
The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.
The sun is gradually approaching the threshold, and the clouds are trying to get in the way of the curtain.
If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?
Zheng Banqiaoqing
Bamboo
One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves;
I don’t bloom, so as not to attract bees with butterfly.
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Poems about orchids:
A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.
Although the sun shines with spring light, it is no longer the high autumn moon.
The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.
If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance?
——"Lone Orchid" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The orchid stream is full of blue water in spring, and the orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain.
The senior official of Chu State is looking haggard, so he should find this way to Xiaoxiang.
—"Orchid Creek" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
4. What are the poems that describe the character of orchids
Wu Jiaji's "Quetrains on March 3" It rained heavily on the bow of the boat last night The silk enriches the orchid branches in my pot, and the numerous pistils are vying to bloom. It is the harvest day, when tourists arrive home.
Zhu Yizun's "Mrs. Gu Paints Orchids" The brothel people went to the pen bed and the pen bed was empty, and they said thank you to the Duke of Xizhou for the past. It still has the color of Qinhuai's fragrant grass, evenly dyed with sunset red.
Wang Shishen's "Miss Feng Paints Orchid" The beggar has the beauty described by the poet, and the jade pond is clear and the shadow is parallel to the beauty. Once the words are weak, the valley will be empty, and the leaves and suggestions will be pitiful.
Shi Tao's "Molan" How can one write poems when the roots have left the dust? Give poems to the loneliness. When the great thousand incense passes by, who can enjoy the time when the ink is sprinkled on the pond?
"Molan" The bones are strong and the leaves are pure, smiling astonishingly in the wind. One's own pen and ink are written by one's own, that is, the predecessor is the successor.
"Molan" Put aside the Yao grass and point the spring stars, and listen to the dream of Huang Ting when we are tired. Half of the face is crossed by the clouds under the leaves. How can any sentence in the world be completely green?
I believe he is drunk in the cold valley, and my hairpin is boneless. Look at me, I can't be obsessed with flowers, even if I pour the dust on me, there will still be fragrance.
"Autumn Orchid" by Aixinjueluo. Yiyi is autumn blue, and the leaves are so green.
Those who love this king’s fragrance show their flowers in the courtyard. The fragrance is scattered, and the shadows are still in the sparse lattice.
How can it be necessary to have more than nine 畹 and waste the Li Sao Sutra? "The mountains are full of lush bamboo trees and orchids" The mountain paths are gentle and gentle, and the sound of streams can be heard everywhere.
The bamboo is deep and overcast, and the sun shines brightly, and the wood is dry and cloudy. Leaning on the threshold to listen to the singing of birds, climbing the cliff to collect exotic fragrances.
The spring of Shaohua is half over, and all things are happy. "Ode to the Orchid" The graceful flowers are long and green, and the wind can hardly hide the fragrance in the valley.
Don’t be admirable just because you are worthy of admiration, even if there is no one, you will still be beautiful. Cheng Fan's "Yong Huai" Orchid is the king's fragrance, fragrant in the breeze.
The beauty of the cave has never been more prosperous and beautiful. Cao Yin's "Winter Orchid" The winter grass is cold and green, and the orchid is also a flower.
As clear as a bigot, thin as a poet. Cong Xiu has several hairpins, which are divided into two buns.
The fragrance in the evening window makes me think, and the shadow of the wind is like a bonfire. Zhu Zaizhen's "Jianlan" Clusters of orchids grow in the valley, and berries are spread all over the forest.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t use it, it’s better than being a door support. The chariot arrived at Yuoguan Mountain and Zipei Zhenji Pavilion was built.
Turn around and forget about the Minhai, and turn your heart to Jingluo. Thinking lightly brings back fragrance in the daytime, and the clear spring is a good way to enjoy it in the evening.
The jade instrument plays again and again, and the sky is like a dream. Hua Yan's "Orchid" The clouds are solid and graceful, and the fragrance is clear and beautiful.
The cool breeze stirs the night, and the beautiful lady begs for you. Gao Fenghan's "Inscribed on Zheng Banqiao's Painting of Orchids and Chen Gaifu's Painting of Pines" Gaifu's paintings of pine trees are scattered, while Banqiao's paintings of orchids are scattered and scattered.
The orchids are blooming, the orchids are fragrant, and the pine branches are brushed by the wind. Sitting in a cloak, the north window is cool, and the old slave is enjoying himself too much.
Huang Ren's "Inscription on the Orchid" (three poems) Where is the fragrance in your room, and the four walls are empty valleys. A punch is ancient and charming, and the beauty is alone.
Yuanli thinks a lot, and my heart is full of pain after traveling far away. The paper window attracts the fragrant soul, but the appearance does not dare to admire it.
Magnetic buckets support beautiful stones, and those with clear origins are fragrant far away. You came from Wangchuan and got this powder copy.
Liang Liang's "Written on the Blue Stone with a Letter" A piece of empty mountain rocks and several stems of valley grass. Write to those who are in the dust, don’t forget Lin Quan is good.
Li Fangying's "Orchid Album" (three poems) The confused Xiao Ailu is exposed to the cold, and the heroes of the ages will never dry up in tears. Putting down the pen and talking about the past, Hengqin may not be able to tune Yilan.
The cool breeze of Chu Wan flows through the writing, and I have been a guest for twenty years. Self-pity does not sing the orchid song, thousands of leaves and flowers are for the world to see.
Asking the sky, don’t laugh at the total ignorance, but also regret that the orchids on the temples are growing thin. When the family is already worried about hoeing, and when entering the mountains, they are afraid of losing their beauty.
Wang Shishen's "Orchid" Orchids emerge from the deep valleys, and flowers bloom in autumn. In the secluded period with me, I want to return to the empty mountain.
"Album Page of the Silent Sound in the Empty Valley" The orchid grass is worthy of the heart of a hermit, its self-prosperity and self-withering are deep in the white clouds. The spring breeze fills the empty valley every year, leaving the fragrance flowing into the plain Qin.
Li Eel's "Ink Orchid" The flowers are light in summer and deep in spring, with several stamens on one stem randomly slanting horizontally. Although it is not as good as Orchid, planting a hundred acres of it is still a luxury.
"Fangfei in the Valley" This is a vivid description of Fangfei, with only potted plants and stone fences missing. I remember that the spring breeze dispersed in the deep valley, and the flowers were like grass while the woodcutter returned.
Jin Nong's "Painting Orchid" After the rain in the deep forest, the pen and inkstone are cold, but the female orchid is blooming but there is no man. The soft paper and parallel ears are as slender as those of Jinling Ma Siniang.
"Lu Lan" by Miao Gongen The ice roots and green leaves are mixed and barren, and the dawn dew is decorated with pearls. The smile is half-sucked and half-vomited, and the heart is bright and clear.
"Youlan is written by Mr. Yifeng" by Shen Tong. The orchid spreads across the empty valley and becomes the king's fragrance. The fragrant wind fills the fields, and the pure posture condenses the clear light.
Deeply affectionate and independent. How can Xiao and Ai become friends on the road?
Xiao Aizi is exposed, and the orchid is covered with frost. The light and wind turn around, and the clothes are collected and worn.
Zheng Xie's "Picture of Half a Pot of Orchids" The pot is half hidden and the flower is half contained. Don't seek to vent, don't be afraid of withering.
5. What are the poems that praise the "quality of orchids"
1. "Orchid" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Nanyan Road is the nearest, and I have already dispersed my thoughts during dinner.
When the fragrance comes, you know there is an orchid, but when you ask for it suddenly, you will find the orchid.
How can I live in this deep valley and entertain the world?
I have no intention of entrusting the steps to the court, and I am waiting for you to hoe the door.
2. "Ti Lan Hui" by Song Shi Shao Tan
The color is light and clear, the fragrance is fragrant and chaste.
Hidden virtue does not show off, but the beauty is beautiful.
A gentleman is as fragrant and clean as his portraits.
It is suitable for the spirit of pregnant Xiaoxiang and Chu.
3. "Orchid" Song Shi Xinghai
Purple stems and green leaves with spring yin, an inch of the heart of the Xiangjiang River through the ages.
Today there is no gentleman to wear, so it is better to be free and unrestrained in the deep forest.
4. "Miscellaneous Odes of Orchids on the Road from Hunan to Guangdong" by Li Zengbo of the Song Dynasty
I traveled all the way to Lisao Country, but in the depth of spring I saw no orchids.
Rong Feiyin is a gentleman, among old ferns and weeds.
5. "Orchid" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty
Orchid grows in the vestibule, containing smoke and waiting for the breeze.
The breeze came suddenly and I saw Xiao Aizhong leaving.
If you lose your way, you may be able to pass by any other road.
When you are enlightened, you should remember to return it. All the birds will waste your good bow.
6. Poems praising the quality of orchids
"Orchid"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
Nanyan Road is the nearest, at meal time Strategies have been dispersed.
When the fragrance comes, you know there is an orchid, but when you ask for it suddenly, you will find the orchid.
How can I live in this deep valley and entertain the world?
I have no intention of entrusting the steps to the court, and I am waiting for you to hoe the door.
"Ti Lanhui"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Shaotan
The color is light and clear, fragrant and chaste.
Hidden virtue does not show off, but the beauty is beautiful.
A gentleman is as fragrant and clean as his portraits.
It is suitable for the spirit of pregnant Xiaoxiang and Chu.
"Orchid"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Xinghai
Purple stems and green leaves with spring yin, an inch of the heart of the Xiangjiang River through the ages.
Today there is no gentleman to wear, so it is better to be free and unrestrained in the deep forest.