What are the poems about spider plants?

1. "Hanging Orchid" by Xie Zongke in the Yuan Dynasty

The smoke in Jiangpu trapped the grass and vegetables, and the spiritual roots have since declined for cultivation.

Transfer the millennium hatred of Chu Wan to Dongjun.

Hunan women have not had dusty dreams for a long time, but Lingjun is still a pillar.

I tried reading Li Sao in the afternoon window, but the strange fragrance came from the sky.

2. "Ancient Style" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass grows barren.

Although the sun shines brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness.

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?

3. "Quatrains on March 3rd" Wu Jiaji, Ming Dynasty

The rain on the bow of the boat last night was like silk, fertilizing the orchid branches in my basin,

Many pistils It is the time when tourists arrive home to prepare for the bad luck day.

4. "Mrs. Gu's Painting of Orchids" by Zhu Yizun in the Qing Dynasty

The brothel people left the pen bed empty, and said thank you to the Duke of Xizhou for the past.

It still has the color of Qinhuai grass, evenly dyed with sunset red.

5. "Mo Lan" Qing Dynasty? Shi Tao

How can we write poems when our roots have left the dust? We should give poems to the loneliness.

Who is there when the great thousand incense passes by, enjoying the time when the ink is sprinkled in the pond.

6. "Ode to the Orchid" Anonymous

The graceful flowers and green leaves are long, 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.

7. "Orchid" Anonymous

Bees and butterflies arrive faintly, but the clouds and mist have no way to pass.

It is difficult to exert force in the east wind, and the natural fragrance depends on its presence or absence.