Juanjuan's poem about flowers 1. Poems with Juan Juan.
Red lips (Wang Zao)
The crescent moon is Juan Juan, and the night is cool. Get up and scratch your head. Meiying has a thin partition window.
It's a frosty day, but I will pass the cup when I am free. Do you know that?/You know what? After the crow, it is as strong as wine.
Zhao Yu Shi Han Zhu (Du Fu)
At present, I miss Yueyang in a bad mood, and my body wants to fly sick and make me bedridden.
After crossing the river, Koreans noticed how good his conduct was and often looked around in Dongting Lake.
Swan has soared away from the sun and the moon, maple leaves have turned red, and autumn has declined.
Angels go to the capital of heaven, near the North Star, or ride a phoenix.
The flag of Furong is a smoke song, and its shadow dances upside down in the South River.
Indulge in the jade dew in Xianwangxinggong, feathers are rare, not from nearby.
I heard that he seems to be a former red pine, and I'm afraid he is more like Sean in South Korea in the early Han Dynasty.
At that time, he was the capital of Liu Bang and Chang 'an, and his heart disease has not changed.
What are the ups and downs of a country? The color is unpleasant and the rice is rotten.
Sima Qian of Thailand lamented since ancient times, wishing him to be like the old man in Changtai, Antarctica, Yongchang.
Ah, purity, grab you from the autumn water and put you as a tribute in the court of Yuyu.
Bao Zhao, a Chinese poem by Simon of Yuecheng.
Look at the southwest building first.
Very good.
The end of the film reflects the northeast.
Juanjuan is like a moth eyebrow.
The moth's eyebrows covered the beads.
The jade hook separates the window.
3528 hours.
Walk thousands of miles with you.
Night shift and Han Falls.
Wandering in the curtains.
Return to China first.
Don't leave early.
The guests have suffered enough.
The officials were exhausted and dusty.
Take a day off.
Feast comfort and private occasions.
Qin painted snow.
Qu Ying is in spring.
The dry wine is not ripe yet.
The golden pot has been open for a long time.
Go back to the porch under the lampshade
Be careful with your lover.
Yang Xiong Cao Xuan Tai (Cen Can)
My sad son lives in the clouds, and the lonely man has gone. The moon on the Xijiang River in Juanjuan still shines on this mysterious grassland.
I don't like anyone and I don't care about hiding old trees.
2. What are the poems with "Juanjuan"?
The poem with "Juanjuan" is as follows
1. The sky, the moon and autumn. Cold shadow painting don. "Partridge Sky, Autumn Goose Flowing" Year: Song Author: Anonymous
2. The rain washed the delicate leaves of Juanjuan. The wind blew the green fragrance. Set the storm and rain to wash the light of young leaves Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Juanjuan is not in the southwest of the moon. Acacia plucks the lute strings. "Bodhisattva Man Moonless Southwest Fall" Year: Song Author: Su Shi
4. The mist screen is fragrant in blowing sheng, and the frost court is dancing on the moon. At the end of the song, the tea leaves are twisted. Huanxi Sand Year: Song Author: Su Shi
The bright moon in Juanjuan is as white as frost. Aoshan is separated by Pengshan. "Bodhisattva Moon as White as Frost" Time: Song Author: Xiang Ziyin
6. Beauty talks, autumn waters separate Juanjuan. The era of "tune the tune, I aim to be broad": Song Author: Xin Qiji
3. Poems about flowers
1. (Stop and sit and love LAM Raymond Night), the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
2. (Xiao He just showed his sharp corner), the dragonfly had already stood on his head.
3. (All love can't be caged), an almond is out of the wall.
It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, (pedestrians on the road want to die)
5. Being a stranger in a foreign land (I miss my relatives twice every holiday).
6. Falling in love is not heartless.
1. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, so why don't you give it to me from Wang Lun?
2. Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and a misty rain chilled the apricot flowers. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")
4. When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water in Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")
6. Plum blossoms are scattered with wax, and the old garden belongs to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Hukou Farewell to Friends")
7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing through the Old Village")
8. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the prophet of warming ducks by the river. (Su Shi's Night Scene by the Hui Chong River)
9. In April, the south wind turned yellow, and the jujube flowers grew early and did not fall. (Farewell, My Friend Chen)
10. Pear Garden melts the moon, and catkin pond is breezy. (Yan Shu's "Morality")
1 1. On the way to Linping Mountain in May, countless lotuses bloomed in Tingzhou.
12. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect different reds in the sun. (Yang Wanli's "Seeing the Forest in Jingci Temple")
13. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an)
14. No one saw plum blossoms in the bamboo forest, and Ye Xiang crossed the stone bridge. (Jiang Baishi's "Gui Shi Gui Hu Shao Xi")
15. reeds are everywhere, and I am getting old. When I go home, who will fly beside the swallow? (Wen Tianxiang Jinling Post)
16, it's the Double Ninth Festival, and it's chrysanthemum time.
19, bloom's is more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
20, the blade comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold.
2 1, I am seeing guests off at the Xunyang River, and maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
22. On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off in red. (Cui Hu's "Capital South Village")
23. In the faded old palace, the peonies were red, but no one came to see them. (Yuan Zhen Palace)
24. Horseshoe disease is everywhere in the spring breeze, and you can see all the flowers in Chang 'an in one day. (Meng Jiao "After Graduation")
25. Before Bloom was released from the Du Dong list, 33 people rode back. (Du Mu's "After Sending an Old Friend to Changan")
4. Write a poem about flowers
■ Children are rushing to chase Huang Die, flying into cauliflower and nowhere to be found-Yang Wanli
■ In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple-Bai Juyi
■ Steal light blue flowers on the snowy road, and spit little red buds on the ice roots. -Yang Wanli's Orchid
Leisure is like the shadow of spring in Wen Jun, as clear as ice and snow. To push the king from the style, only fragrance is enough to spread. -Pan Tianshou's "Blue Stone Map";
■ Autumn shrubs are more and more inclined around the fence like Taoist priests. It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. -Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum
■ Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
■ Clothes, towels and jujube flowers, and cars ringing in the north and south of the village. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha"
■ Returning to the boat in the evening, straying into the depths of the lotus. -Li Qingzhao's "Dream"
■ My road twists and turns through a valley covered with branches and flowers, leading to a Buddhist retreat. -Chang Jian's "Zen State after Broken Mountain Temple"
■ The crane floats here early to rest, and the autumn flowers slowly fade. -Han Yi "A Letter to Yu Shiyang from My Study in Taniguchi"
■ Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud is more protective. -Green? Gong Zizhen's Miscellaneous Work of Helping the Sea
■ Drunk with the moon, the sage of dreams, the bewitch of flowers, the monarch is deaf. -Li Bai's A Word to Meng Haoran
■ Heaven and man are better than Xu Qiao, cutting water to make flying flowers. -Lu Chang's "Surprised Snow"
5. Poems and ancient poems describing flowers
Appreciation of Autumn Chrysanthemum in Poems about Flowers: The beauty of Autumn Chrysanthemum is revealed. The rain in drinking deepened the chrysanthemum in the courtyard, and first frost planted half a pool of lotus flowers. Suzan public housing is not a flower that prefers chrysanthemums, and this flower is even less flowerless. Chrysanthemum is purple, half-blooming, and red is full of lotus flowers. I'm worried about the late autumn in Chang 'an until September 8, Qiu Lai, and I will kill it in full bloom. Chrysanthemum remnants still have Ao Shuang branch "for Liu Jingwen". After dusk, there is a faint fragrance in Dongli. Zuihuayan would rather hold incense in the branches and wait for death. Why has it ever blown down the cold chrysanthemum in the north wind? Only sunflowers face the sun obliquely, and the grass in the early summer works is warm and the clouds are pale in Wan Li's spring, and the palace flowers are given away. The right to leave the city is open in the eyes of flowers and plants. Coming and going by boat, the flowers in Jiangnan Four Songs (Part III) must be rogues, and the purple butterfly wasp has feelings. February 2 is not heartless, but it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. The fragrance of Jihai's miscellaneous poems spreads in the heavenly heart, but what is unknown is that flowers and flowers flow and the shadows fall in the wild. The early plum blossoms are willing to be blown away by the wind, and the fragrant desert in the hometown is quiet. I heard that "falling plum blossoms" went to the WTO to collect red snow. It seems unusual to cut ziyun from the dust fragrance and come to "visit Miaoyu for begging". The shade was given to Hongmei by Bai Mei. He was lazy in the ice and snow, and he was eager to meet Zuiyan first. There is no snow left, and there is a sunset in the mountains. "Open its first cold flower?" "Miscellaneous Poems" was once ignored by flowers. The scenery of Mo Mei has been written in the backyard, and Han Mei is the most hateful. It is often used in Zita Law, a village before Iraq and America bloomed last year. Last night, an early plum blossom and a willow hung by the river. Mei Xiexue is in a corner of Linjiang County, and it's a little cold.
Like it or not, it is amazing that there is no attitude towards residual water in Walking on the Sand, and the dusk cooked by sparse plum blossoms is already very lonely. It's even stormy. The shadow of the operator is oblique, the water is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats in the dusk of the month. Snow is three points white, but snow is lost. Notice doesn't want people to praise the color, but it is full of air. Before the jujube blossoms fade, Laka leaves have finished the dragon "Farewell, my friend Chen", and the peach blossoms are brilliant and brilliant; Guofeng Nan Zhou Yao Tao Luoyang Dongman Peach Blossom; Whose "A Generation of Sad Pulsatilla" flies around; The grass in the rain is green; The peach blossoms on the water are burning; Wangchuan Bie Ye peach blossom is full of rain; Liu Qing is smoky; And the peach blossoms in "Pastoral Music VI" are in full bloom and lovely. Gardenia, red pepper, multicolored flowers, green grass, yellow willow, peach blossom, chaotic plum, longing for spring, twilight of youth, peach blossom falling like red rain, wild peach smiling, short bamboo hedge, brook willow shaking sand and flowing water refreshing the city road, peaches and plums blooming, green grass in harmony with the east wind, Momozhi's "Six States Song Tou" comes first. Peach blossoms and oblique smoke peach trees are exposed in the sky of "Yuan Yu Huqu", and red apricots are planted in the sky of "Shilang, Shang Gao". It's not that the flowers in Young Beauty are littered with red apricots, but that the new green water paved the South Lake in Early Spring. The spring is sunny, the apricot fragrance in the mountain city is faint outside the green smoke, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring. The small building with apricot blossom tips exposed on the powder wall listened to the spring rain all night. The apricot blossom spring rain in Lin 'an was sold in the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty, which made the clothes wet by the apricot blossom rain and the blowing surface was not cold. Yang's quatrains are full of green grass, fragrant with apricot flowers, golden and tender willow color of Linjiang Xian, fragrant pear flowers and snow, Yuefu poems strolling in the palace, and autumn chrysanthemums in Chunlan, which are endless. I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night when I was unable to lie on the branches of roses, so I lit a tall candle and smiled happily according to the red makeup "Haitang". Among bamboo fences, flowers and plums are always vulgar. Living in Dinghui Garden Begonia does not hesitate to blush, and Cold Spring in an independent drizzle is called a rolling curtain. However, it is said that the branches of Begonia are still full of new green, and there is a little red "Fu of the Same Generation in February", which flies all the way to spring, and there is no talent. In late spring, the moonlight in the atrium is clear and clear, and there are countless shadows. Spring breeze did not lift the ban on Huayang, and pedestrians refused to draw a painting hall. Spring Breeze breaks away from Huayang's Qingpingle and is divided into three parts: spring scenery, dust and water. In the morning, the fragrance of morning flowers falls in silence, and tears fall in spring. There are clouds and shadows, and the moon is ashamed. There is no one in Huanxisha, and there are only peonies in Wu Xinyi. In bloom, the lotus fragrance of Beijing peony will be sold in late summer, and chrysanthemums will enter the new autumn. The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus will shed its clothes. "Living in the mountains is a matter" In the lotus mirror, the fragrance "does not exist in the pond" is full of leaflets, the fine wheat is light on flowers, and the wind of "for agriculture" is quiet and the rain is red. The water surface of "Madman" is clear and round, the wind blows lotus leaves like clouds, and the boat swings into Xiling's "living on the lake".
6. Complete poems about flowers
1, I can't help spending it, and I feel very familiar with Yan Huilai. (Yan Shu&; lt； Huanxisha ")
2. Don Zhao Wei: "Spring Breeze" has no words, and the garden is full of apricot blossoms.
3. Yuan Lu: In spring, the flowers in the south are like embroidery, and the rain in the West Lake is like oil.
4, Shi: The Spring Festival Evening is worth a thousand dollars, and it takes a good full moon.
5, Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
6. Fang: The east wind blows the peach calyx overnight, and the peach blossoms blow off. I don't remember that spring is affectionate when I open it, but it is biased when I fall.
7. Anshi, Wang Song: The peach blossoms on the other side are not half red, and there are bees on the branches.
8, Song Yang Wanli: The bones are exquisite and transparent, and the flower heads are inserted with purple lotus fragrance. There are countless blue fans on the thread. If the wind doesn't come, it will cool itself.
9. Don Cen Can: Just like the strong wind in spring, it comes at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
10, Zheng Songxiaosi: Let a hundred flowers blossom, and the interest on independent hedges is not bad. Instead of blowing incense into the north wind, it is better to hold it in the branches and wait for death!
1 1, wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
12, a pot of wine from the flowers, to drink alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
13 but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
14. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and peach blossoms and flowing water are rich in mandarin fish. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
15. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
16, plum blossoms are distributed independently before the court.
17, Tang Yuanzhen: It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower has no flowers.
18, Tang feixiu: how can plum blossoms smell sweet if they are not frozen to the bone?
19, Shu: the spring breeze does not lift the ban to raise flowers, and it is misty and chaotic.
20. Oriental Autumn in Tang Dynasty: The sea and sky in Chun Xue are flowers. Snow White seems reluctant to part with this late spring, but proudly sprinkled a fly on the tree in front of the court.
7. Lotus Poetry
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The diameter of poplar flowers is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money. No one has seen the young child with bamboo shoots. The young child in the sand sleeps next to his mother.
Dead lotus
All hands are green and lotus is exhausted, and gulls sleep in the rain without shelter.
At that time, the stack of green money was full, and it was late autumn in Kenxintang.
lotus
Chisel moss to make a small pool, and the lotus flowers are green and uneven.
Dawn comes in waves of smoke, like painting a real princess taking a bath.
white lotus
Last night, in the middle of the night, Chang 'e fell into the Hosta.
Feng Yi dare not accept, holding out Ranbo's heart.
white lotus
Su Guo was cheated by others, and this flower finally landed in Yaochi.
Ruthless and hateful, everyone sees it, and the moon and the breeze fall.
Attached to the poem of modern people chanting water lilies:
Ode to water lily
There is more charm in the rustling wind and more ecstasy in the drizzle.
Fairy Ling Bo wants to sleep, so don't disturb the sleeping beauty in the pool.
-(Shanghai) Zhang Zhizhen
Chu Xiao Jingci Temple saw Lin Zifang off.
Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Transparent small container
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
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The weeping willows are weak,
A swamp in New Holland.
White waved and sat idly,
Black veil half drunk.
Dreams and battles can break the sun,
Don't peek at the sky when you feel something.
Laughing at guests on gorgeous pillows,
Show Lian Yu the immortal.
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Where does the gentleman in the flower come from?
Tingting Yuli Station Jiaorong
Warm days and breezes are inexhaustible.
Spread branches and leaves, endless.
Even in cool summer.
Why are you tired of avoiding the cold winter?
Because I don't want to get dirty,
Why are you standing in the mud?
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Land flowers compete for fragrance.
Bi shui tan pan mo Xiang
Don't compete with peaches and plums for spring breeze.
Fire sends coolness in July.
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Qiu Lai in the north of Beijing has different scenery.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the geese are blurred;
There is no place to cross Tieling.
Search the empty water in the lotus pond;
I have no choice but to sleep in autumn.
Fairy clothes are better than snow and fall in love;
Why can't I see your sigh,
Xia Feng is ten miles and a pool.
Lotus picking song [Tang] Wang Changling
Cut a ruffled skirt in one color,
Lotus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.
You can't see it in the swimming pool,
I didn't realize that someone was coming until I heard this song.
Antique [Tang] Li Bai
Bihe gives birth to a secluded spring,
The sun is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers release green water,
Thick leaves are filled with smoke.
Beauty is unparalleled,
Who will pass the incense?
Sit and watch the flying frost,
Fade this year of red fragrance.
If you don't find your roots,
I want to trust the swimming pool.
I thought of Xin in the summer in Nange.
meng haoran
The mountain light in the west suddenly disappeared,
In the east of the lake, the moon rises slowly.
It exudes coolness at night,
Open my window and lie down quietly.
The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus,
The music of bamboo leaves dripping dew.
I'll pick up my lute and play,
But, alas, who here will understand? .
So I thought of you, old friend,
Oh, the trouble of my midnight dream.
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Li shangyin
The wind is blowing from the east, misty and rainy,
There was a faint thunder from the wheels on the hibiscus pool.
Jin Chan locked the lock and burned incense.
The jade tiger tells the story of the water it is drawing on its rope.
A great lady once stood behind a screen, favoring a poor young man.
Once, a fairy girl, a prince from Weiyi Wang, brought a bridal mat and disappeared.
Spring is not in full bloom,
Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? .
8. Poems about flowers
The flowers in the corner are narcissistic. What a small world. People are only amazed at the brilliance of the flower of success, but they are also soaked with sweat and tears of struggle. Li Shi's poem "Lan Xiumao's Abnormal Mid-Autumn Festival in the Same Year, Belonging to the Left" is rich and simple, and suddenly moves Iraqis.
If the room is unsafe, Fang Xin will be in court. This kind of fun is a corner of white clouds.
One was mistaken by Xiang, so I joined the grass. Let's not talk about its fragrance, but leave it behind.
Now that you are a gentleman, you will always be invited to practice. The moonlit night is quiet, like forgetting the skeleton with others.
I would like to believe my orphan, but I can't guess at the New Year's party. Fang Wanyi's titled Ma Shouzhen's Double Hook Orchid Scroll shows that Chu Yi's orchid crown is fragrant and his painting method of double jun is extraordinary.
The flow of national fragrance failed to stay, and SiNian rested too much in Ma Jinling. The Dreamland of Weng Moran in Shucheng, Aisingiorro It is not easy for northerners to love orchids. It is true to draw orchids.
My uncle is afraid of the same idea, one is powder essence. The ancients of heaven and earth were not teachers, so God sat in a fragmented shape.
The pen is like a cone, the paper is broken, the flowers are broken, and the leaves are broken. When I was in the pavilion, I smelled the leopard's purse and drum. I sang tea and lit cigarettes for Xiangzu.
Musk deer in the world dare to burn together, and pen and ink smell bad. There are several poems in the vacant room, which seem to be lingering with the gentleman for a long time.
Although I am ashamed to take the bus, I am willing to entrust my heart to Lan Zhi. Gao Peng's "Painting Orchids for Zheng Banqiao" is full of fragrance, and it is suspected that he went to Gao Han.
Competing for fragrance makes more resentment, so I can't bear to read Li Sao today. Fan Yao's "Give a Broken Orchid" Qu Yuan is dead, and there is no fragrant grass in the orchid.
Come to Xiaozhai, Nanruan, the beauty is not thin. After the autumn wind sent a branch, red beans fell in Xitang on a rainy night.
I have composed Orchids, Who Drums in the Empty Mountains and Biography. I'm tired of begging for ice and silk.
Bao's "Wen Lan" is elegant and I don't know spring, and spring goes to Taoxi River. The echo recalls the old rain, in the fog.
Children in the past long for it, and it seems to be a gentle and elegant joke. Shan Zhinan, Qing Chuan Road.
Autumn rain is evil, flowers are pregnant with eaves. Cool wax makes it extremely cold, but dry soil can't nourish ants.
Leading the human housing period, the north wind blows clothes. The roots are black and rotten, and they don't understand physiology.
If you have a long-term complaint, you will never be able to rely on it. Wine and flowers are allied, and the flowers leave when they are gone.
Sun Xi was sad alone, and no one believed in beauty. Wang Wenzhi's "Master Yunke's Molan Paper" (4) Who dyes spring marks with light ink, and thin leaves and flowers lean on Shi Gen
The ancient moss in the first hospital has not been swept, and the evening has ended. At the beginning of spring sleep, I felt myself busy with birds, and Huang Ting was getting longer and longer.
Keep the monk's nose. Where there is no fragrance, it is really fragrant. After the rain in Xiaochi, I can read Chu Sao in the Red Chamber.
In order to reach more agreements with Youlan, Jianya is still close to Gao Xiang. Nanhe Chunrui is gorgeous, watching the dinner day and night.
Hand-broken days are like water, and poems are made up before flowers. "Lan" heroine wildebeest Siniang sucks her hair and smells delicious.
On the breeze, write the resentment of Xiangjiang River and draw the poet's intestines. Luo Pin's Qiu Lan Shi Wen has no chrysanthemums this September, so I want to smile at it.
After painting, I still regret myself, and the pen and flowers end up doing Jiang Yan together. Kong's "My Nephew's Tussah Solanum" (two) is like a beautiful woman, not dazzling with colors.
Suddenly a breeze, fragrant, hit the courtyard. I have a lingering fear when I think of the item.
I am three good friends. When you wake up in the afternoon, the fragrance disappears.
Guaranteed repair, a roll of Li Sao has been. Gao E's "The Gift of Orchid" is beautiful in body, and its roots are only close to Yuan Xiang.
A river is spring water, and it is cold in August. Who made the door taboo and taught Cai Pei to smell too sweet?
Worry spreads deeply, leaving Sao thoughts, and heaven has never been micro. Zhang Shiyuan's "Planting Orchids" is full of weeds, beside Yanyangqu Road.
The grass is full of rain and dew, and the orchid is lonely and dull. I tried my best, but Xiaoli still hesitated.
Don't hate grass full of color, hate orchid is not good at hiding. Below the orchid seed museum, the stems and leaves grow longer.
As soon as the door is closed, the grass hurts when it smells sweet. Zhang Lunying's Orchids is of high quality, but it is weak and bitter.
You can't live without fragrance, but it's futile to plant trees. When grass is a flower, purple is green.
This is a leisurely rain, which is very embarrassing. It is not unpleasant to be pleasing to the eye, and there is nothing new in it.
Chat and play with it, flatter it. Smile and thank the emperor, glory and decline are indescribable.
Sun Yuanxiang's Orchids (two songs) were written by Gao Qing Jiang and Ling Ye Fensheng Su Hao. A mural in a misty rain state with mud and residue left.
It was beautifully written, and Yucha appeared to see Xiaoxiang. Spring breeze blows through idle butterflies, painting out of bounds to find fragrance.
Zhang Wentao's "Lan" (two) occasionally examines several paintings of Cong Lan, and the verve of each mark is uneven. I don't know whether I rely on the spring breeze or not.
Even writing a few lines in Li Sao is a whim to paint Xiaoxiang. It is better to plant a hundred grasses along the river than to plant an arrow in the orchid.
Chu Hua's "Lan Ci" is ethereal and desolate, and thousands of Yao flowers break the cold of spring. In the moonlight, the old crane flew into the sky, and the beauty stepped down the mountain to take pictures.
Dew washing, east wind blowing, fragrant fog wet clothes. Resentment has been accumulated in my heart for a long time, and moths are greener than Xiangjiang River.
Shen Cai's "From the Inscription of Orchids" was rainy and windy on the tenth day of spring, and the orchid leaves were not broken. Unfortunately, the inkstone field was thawed at the beginning, and the ink color was green and delicate.
Gu Nanya, a great master, studied and painted Glen. Emperor Xiangjiang's bullets were dazzling, and he wandered in a trance. Wu, a painter, is good at reciting ancient poems and writing blue heart and blue quality.
Graceful and graceful, beautiful and overwhelming, it is natural, intentionally or unintentionally. A real bead curtain rolls a jade hook, and a hundred flowers laugh at everyone.
The buds are thin and the silver hooks are small, and the musk snail smoke lingers. Movies and bands fight for potential, but forget words.
Looking back on last night, I was drunk and stopped, and the terrace sang dusk independently. The flying wind spent a lot of time to save my poetic soul.
Painting Lanren is the history of Lantai, and his personality is similar to Lanzu's. The grass in Dianchi Lake is green and the stars are far away.
The autumn river dreams of water, and the blue city is covered with clouds. A beautiful face is separated by a layer of incense mist, but love does not see the emperor beside her heart.
It's boring to sing the sunset in Yantai and stay idle in Cangzhou. Your handwriting soared, and I changed my mind.
The breeze is blowing my dull notes, and I am deeply thinking about your biography. Goodness and beauty, ink flowers are drunk and splash Hunan smoke.
The hidden camel root tree in Wang's Painting Heart Orchid (II) seems to be a unique symbol. The quality should be Chen Qingyu's case, and the east wind begins to shine? .
Xiao Sao, Fu, Jiu San Wang Suntu. Ever since Gao Jiang's legacy, Yanyu has complained every year.
Looking at flowers and painting is also a spirit, which spread to Chu Zechun. After the swallow-tailed fish rode badly, the breeze and bright moon recognized their predecessors.
The truth was not discovered until the goods were flawless. I am ashamed to report, and I will not teach young people to make mistakes.
He's "Su" is deeply unheard of and regrets that he has overwhelmed many people. Throughout the ages, the wind blows and bends, and the Xiang army hangs on the moon.
If the fragrance is too light, it will turn into honey, while the color will turn into clouds. Gardens and pavilions and Qiu Guang are inhabited, so there should be anecdotes in the ice and snow.
Tao Shu's "A Gift from Mo Lan to Yin Yue San" is a painting with a tiger's head, which is so old that today's painters seem to be in a trance. Smoke and ink are a little new and fragrant.
Because it has roots, it is different from many flowers and not bad.