Lan Zhi was born in a deep valley, not because no one is fragrant; Gentleman Xiu De. Don't change holidays for poverty.
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The green leaves are green, and Fang Feifei is Gong Yu. Qiu Lan is green, with green leaves and purple stems. I am not only nine flowers of Zilan, but also a hundred-acre tree.
Qu Yuan in Li Sao
Hu Jiang's dagger, threading thought it was a shovel. It stops when it's warm, and it slows down. Hu brought Ai Yiying to Xi, which means you don't appreciate her. It's changed, not, into hair.
Zhang Heng, complain
Qiu Lan, the plants are in China. There are fragrant flowers and yellow flowers. Although it's deep, it's beautiful. The son of the cloud is far away, how about my labor.
Han Yu, Cao
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 hadn't been hurt, I wouldn't go on a pilgrimage. There are lush wild oats and wild oats. A gentleman hurts it, but a gentleman prevents it.
Lan Keming, Wang Shuzhi
Orchids bloom in spring and chrysanthemums flourish in autumn. Herbs are fragrant and colorful. Which fragrance, the more secluded, the more fragrant.
Liu Yuxi, a new species of orchid
The grass moved to Xunzi in Hanshui before the national hospital. Although Zhumen moved around, Yushu was overcast. Brilliant colors condense and spread, and the fragrance never returns. Guanghua juvenile Pei has a soft heart. Cherish the night Philip Burkart, enjoy the quiet. Those who send a message to know each other play the piano in the wind.
Cui Tu's You Lan
As many people know, the fragrance is just hidden. Since there is no gentleman's admiration, there is no decline of national fragrance. The Millennium always comes early, but the spring breeze always comes late. Why not make road grass? What does Pink Man want?
Su Shi's Title Yang Cigong Chunlan
Chunlan, like a beauty, dedicates herself without shame. Smell the wind and smell the fragrance, but not Peng Ai. Dan Qing's portrait color wants to make up for the biography of Li Sao. Like an elf, the crown dare not swallow.
Su Zhe's Two Rhymes Answer People's Orchid
Flowers shy spring, who brings fragrance? Every inch of heart must be protected, and every inch of pine must be paid.
Su Zhe's Answer to Lin Lao's "Send You Lan"
I can't see Lansheng in the deep valley, but occasionally I can catch a breeze. Deodorization is not dyeing, but also because of a smell.
Zhu, Thank Friends for Sending Orchids.
A scene of lonely dust, purple orchid in late autumn. Distraction is not flattering, covering up empty lovesickness. It's never too late to meet the Japanese side. The show is lonely, and the nine songs are sad.
Zhang Yu's Orchid Poems
Can be white or yellow, no one is fragrant. A small heart can hold a lot of incense.
Hao's "Guangfang Group Spectrum"
Tears and dew are messy, including wind shadows. The layman can understand this, and look at Ye Sheng and flowers.
Wu Shidao's Bamboo Map of An Lan
The tears in Hunan and Hubei have not disappeared, and Chu' s soul is not recruited. Childe stays sad and doesn't write, leaving flowers and leaves rustling.
Zheng Xie (Banqiao), Cliff Orchid Axis.
There are thousands of arrows hanging from the orchids in Obi, and Bi Rui is graceful at the foot of the mountain. It rains selflessly, which is higher or lower?
Broken Orchid Zheng Banqiao
Spring rain and spring breeze washed away the beautiful face, and Qiongdao came to the world. Now, after all, I am ignorant, and it is even more difficult to break Wupen.
"Half Pot Lanrui" Zheng Banqiao
The basin is Shimada Hanzo, and the flowers are half-contained; No venting, no fear of withering.
Bai Mo District, Jin Ce
Ink is not white, white is not ink. Ink is a name, but the white one is actually. Ink can be white, people are turbid and I am clear. Nirvana, landsin.
Zhu De in "Yong Lan"
Orchids spit under Qiao Lin, still beside the grass. Even if no one is watching or enjoying it, he still enjoys himself.
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The orchid is in the valley, and no one knows it. Just for the sake of fragrance and weight, those who seek Tao are all over the mountain.
Tang Libai
Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed. Although the sun shines brightly in spring, I feel sorry for the crisp moon in autumn. First frost early, green dare not rest. If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance?
Yu Tonglu's Orchid Poems
There are two or three kinds of hand-cultivated orchids, the warm wind on the first day and the second day. After sitting for a long time, I didn't know that the fragrance was in the room, and the butterfly flew when I pushed the window.
Don? Jianwu Shi
My home is in the east of the cave, and I am a guest of Zhu Lan. There are no clouds in the daytime, sitting alone on the river wall.
Chen Ziang's Orchid Poems
Lan Re was born in spring and summer and flourished in. You are alone in the forest, and Zhu has purple stems. A hundred days later, the autumn wind blows. By the age of 20, China had been shaken and Fang Yi had achieved nothing.
Yang Jie Chunlan
Chunlan, like a beauty, dedicates herself without shame. Smell the wind and smell the fragrance, but not Peng Ai.
Orchids inscribed by Deng Tuo
Why are the ends of the earth United? A roll of Li Sao is everywhere. Seeing the spring grass in the south of the Yangtze River, Mochow knew little about her bosom friends.
The Tour of Yuexiu Park in Zhu De
Yuexiu Park is full of flowers and trees. Only the orchid fragrance is just right, and it will be expensive later.
Pan's Orchid Poems
Known as the king's fragrance since ancient times, it lives deep in the top frost of the valley. Rooted in the grottoes, struggle and spirit are cleaner and more fragrant.
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The bluegrass has done, and the mountain has profound meaning. Loyalty is still self-embracing, why fight for the public?
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Like thousands of feet, orchids are in the sky. There are firewood pickers, so you can't reach out and pick them up.
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No one dares to plant bluegrass and three sets. Get a novel method and the ink will blow out.
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Draw on January 1st to send Guo away. Thousands of miles away in Qian Shan, we know much more than the old one.
Qing Jiang Shi quan
There is no self-phase in the air, and the static wave stops. Hand-picked orchids, such a wonderful fragrance.
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An empty stone, some grass. Write about the dustman, don't forget Lin Quan.
Qing huangren
What about the smell of the room? The walls are empty valleys. One punch is charming in ancient rhyme, and beauty is lonely.
Qing huangren
Ethan thought a lot, but I was far away from my heart. The paper window evokes the fragrance of the soul, and the face dare not envy.
Qing huangren
Magnetic bucket sends beautiful stones, and the source is fragrant. You came from Wangchuan and got this pink book.
Qingmazong
Congfalan has a cliff, and Tuogen is near a slight cold. Spring water flows out and the wind keeps blowing.
ancient official title
Winter grass is cold and blue, and orchids are flowers. As clear as a digger and as thin as a poet. Cong Xiu has several strands of hair with double bun on it. At dusk, the window smells fragrant and the wind shadows are thin.
Qingyaoxie
Su xiangfo rice, Zhu Rui Xianjie clothing. Fame is expensive, but it is difficult to contain buds. The prodigal son is willing to make peace, but the village mother is ashamed. Spring is a clear wish, and it is easy to get in touch with dew.
He Qing Ji Shao
Hui Bao Lanhuai only feels sorry for herself, and the beauty is far away from the blue cloud. Dongfeng didn't save the beauty, but missed another year of youth.
Qing tan sitong
The wild goose sings Gao Jiang's dream, and Chu Zhuxiang rises at dusk. Di Zi didn't come to Shan Gui to cry, but one day she wrote Li Sao.
Clear sky Ren Shang
After the rain, the river was wet and Ye Mei Temple was cold. Going back and forth to Dungu, screaming and comforting idle officials. If you don't believe in poetry, you will always worry about this word. Love words are long and smell worse than orchids.
Sunqingyuan town
Lisao is an old root seedling, swaying in water and clouds. Recognize the double shadow of the spring breeze, you will lose your soul if you don't smell the fragrance.
"Empty Valley and Orchid Map" Wang Qing Shen Shi
Bluegrass is like a hermit's heart, arrogant and self-destructive. Spring breeze gives birth to an empty valley every year, and the pipa remains fragrant.
Qing Li Fang Ying
Don't laugh for heaven, you are always ignorant, but you also cherish the sadness of your temples. When the household has exhausted its worries and hoes, it is afraid of going into the mountains.
Qing huangren
Picturesque mountain city, small shore, half a balcony pillow through Tianjin. Even if you don't reach Xiaoxiang Road, the famous flow of vanilla is even more touching.
Qing Li you Tang
There are nine songs in the withered Hechi, and waves in the cave under the leaves of the maple forest. Since ancient times, the moth eyebrow has been hurt and slandered, and Qiu Lan pulled it out by herself.
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Spring rain and spring breeze write beautiful faces, and love and rhyme fall into the world. Nowadays, without a confidant, it is even more difficult to break the black basin.
Qingmazong
Yesterday, I was selling vegetables in the street. I wrote orchids and onions. I once threw an onion, and you stole it into my painting.
Qing? Zheng Xie
This is a kind of peaceful flower, and I don't want a haze from Wen Da. Collecting firewood is still afraid of passing by the path, but also write mountain cover.
Qing? Zheng Xie
Qusong's articles are tall in vegetation and coquettish in blue spectrum for thousands of years. How to sell cheap from people and cross the street?
Qing? Zheng Xie
Chunlan has not blossomed in Xia Lan, and everything reminds people not to stay. After reading all the ups and downs, it is a pot of ang, which is pulled out several times and planted several times.
Qing? Zheng Xie
Qiu Lan sent one hundred and eighty arrows to Jiaoshan Stone House. Xiao Yue knocked on the door and sent a short post. Fan Yan passed through Jiang Lai last night.
Qing? Zheng Xie
Green hills and orchids, orchids and bamboos, look very charming. Dongting has a dream of three thousand miles, and it is not cold to blow Man Chun.
Qing? Zheng Xie
Last night, the east wind entered the mountain and blew vanilla everywhere. Only bamboo is a gentleman's companion, and no flowers can be planted together.
Qing? Zheng Xie
Studying ink in Linchi every day, never fighting for beauty. You know, painting knows calligraphy, and Zhu Lan is like a grass official.
Qing? Zheng Xie
This flower is not the flower of the world, so it is covered with green mountains and bamboo. Why not ask the painter to become a Buddha? Mr. Wang has a heart.
Qing? Zheng Xie
I wrote about bamboo grass and added some orchids under it. Always in order to be in the same strain as the seven acres, I want to repair the old spectrum and show it to everyone.
Qing? Zheng Xie
Zhu Lan Fang Xin is not idle, and the same roots are suitable for climbing. A hundred years of brothers embracing each other means separation from each other.
Qing? Zheng Xie
There are many bamboos on the stone and beautiful women in the valley. Where does the east wind come from, blowing into Bo, a green river?
Qing? Zheng Xie
The old man is a castle peak, and he is quite prosperous. You are open-minded and simple-minded. It is not difficult to borrow a stone from you.
Qing? Zheng Xie
Last night, the goddess descended from the clouds and the flowers scattered in the sky. Can all the roots and leaves in the world settle in it?
Qing? Zheng Xie
A few bamboo window screens have small black skins, which are comparable to potted arrows. Chu Yun is thousands of miles away, and Qingshan is my grandmother's home.
Qing? Zheng Xie
At the top of the green hills, the rocks are deep and the seams are wonderful. It's not that the clouds are rolling under our feet, but that orchids don't want to ignore them, and they don't know when they will come or when they will leave.
Qing? Zheng Xie
How long will it take to cultivate a pot of bluegrass and a pot of cheese? What's the use of hanging bamboo branches? Perfect for dusting and exposing.
Qing? Zheng Xie
I learned that the sand pot bloomed and turned into an empty valley. I heard that the nose stinks, so does the heart. First of all, I am in the imperial court.
Qing? Zheng Xie
There are few flowers and thin leaves, and there is a faint fragrance flying in front of the wind. What kind of people are my pots and pans? They are solid and fattening after the rain.
Qing? Zheng Xie
When Fang Lan was planted in a pot, Ganoderma lucidum was born on the ground. Message on seasonal climate, Qingyang Division, the first good spring in Jinan.