Always based on the beginning of the land, alone in the old garden spring scenery. Reflect the sunlight into a canopy, shake the wind and disperse the brocade.
The color is brilliant, and people are drunk. Thousands of lights, fragrant and drizzling.
If Gao Ke is a man, he has a good reason to cross the sea. The title of the play is Bai Juyi's Magnolia in Purple Room. The rouge is discharged in the sun, and the wind is greasy with powder.
It is strange that Mulan used to be a girl. The title makes the white house of Hu Mulan easy to get tired of jade, and refers to painting vermicelli, as light as a golden knife to chop Xia Zi.
From now on, a girl flower should be added to the dream of spring. Spring Festival Evening Miscellaneous Poems Li Deyu Cao Hui is green in spring, and orchids are redder in autumn.
At four o'clock, it is beautiful, and the three paths are full of fragrant clusters. The beautiful color is clear and dew, and the fresh glow shakes the wind.
The prince's grandson is missing. Who is like you? Yulan Li was dressed in purple when she participated in the blue sky, which was comparable to Mulan Branch.
Today, I look around Guo Hua, full of deep villages and fields. Lanxi (in the west of qi zhou) Tumu Lanxi is full of spring, reflecting water and orchids.
When Dr. Chu is haggard, he should find this way to go to Xiaoxiang. On March 10, Li Shangyin, who belongs to Zhong Jun, lost her spring.
Steal the city with catkins and cross the water to smell the rules. Yulan Li Shangyin Dongting waves cold dawn invade the clouds, and the Japanese levy sails to send people away.
Looking up from Mulan's boat several times, I didn't know that Yuan was a flower body. Since the onset of Jia Dao's high hills, I have not returned, blaming myself for being late.
How to do things? Orchids are blooming again. Illness makes new works less, and rain keeps old friends away.
The picture scroll of the South China under the lamp is a wine cup to dispel the sorrow. Occasionally, the light rain and breeze cold food festival, half-open and half-closed magnolia.
Look at the flowers leaning on the bar, but they look sad and not at home. Magnolia (A Yu Lou Chun, Chun Xiao Qu, Xi Chun Rong) Li Yuxiao makeup light snow, spring temples filing.
The sound of the phoenix flute breaks Shui Yunjian, and the songs of the neon dress are all over the place. Who smells better in the wind, drunk.
Don't dye the candle flowers red when you come back, and wait until jathyapple's horseshoes are clear. Magnolia (that is, "Song of Spring Dawn") heard that there was a long letter from her family, blowing cigarettes and swallowing milk.
Oil-walled cars are light and fat, and tassels account for early spring chickens. The charming bird in the cage is still warm and sleeping, and the fallen flowers outside the curtain have not been swept.
A rotten peach tree approached the pool, as if remembering the old days in the mirror. Mulan Wei Zhaung, who lives alone in a small building, yearns for dusk and cares about Yuguan and Cao Fang Road.
The news broke, but I didn't meet with you, just gathered my eyebrows and went back to embroider. Sit and watch the fallen petal sigh, wet class red tears.
Qian Shan has never crossed thousands of waters, so where can I find the soul dream? Yulan (that is, Yulouchun) In Gu Huan, the moon shines on Yulouchun, and the rustling wind shakes the court and builds bamboo.
When I woke up, the orchestral music was intermittent. Disappointed teenagers swam away, and two moths on the pillow remained clear and green.
Xiaoying's curtains are covered with foreign flowers and her back is full of red candles. On the evening of spring in Liu Ying, Lou Yu, it rained well, the wind was light and the tobacco was soft.
The parrot in the painting gallery carved a cage, and the small screen of gold powder was still half-hidden. Fragrance extinguishes embroidery, people are lonely, leaning against the threshold without words and worrying.
Hate lang where longitudinal hydrophobic crazy, long make contain crow eyebrow is not obvious. The moonlight window has a thin shadow, and the wind sends chrysanthemums to embroider.
Boshan furnace is heavy with cold water, and Mrs. Melancholy is closed all day. Lazy to show off jade chopsticks, ashamed to make a bun for diamond flowers.
Good night is a waste of time teaching Hugh, so he is crazy about his son-in-law. Flying water and swallows, six fans with curved sill and Pingshan.
Spring sorrow ponders the knot in the brow, and the green leaves are lazy to adjust the red brocade. If you say goodbye, you want to fight.
The mayor is independent until dusk, but he is afraid of dreaming often on beautiful nights. Magnolia is a semi-small hibiscus, fragrant and charming, and the Jasper Hall is as deep as water.
Close the treasure chest, cover the gold shop, and drag the sleeves against the screen. The fireworks are charming, and the Quzhu Yuanyang sleeps with brocade wings.
Looking at the quiet acacia with sadness, a pair of smiles and fragrant buds. Magnolia Ouyang Jiong's husband is soft-hearted and doesn't send books if he doesn't come.
The bird, which was idle and independent, fell off and struggled to put the slave into the deep yard. It's boring to sleep under the green screen window, and it's not worrying to sleep.
This year, I remember last spring, I got drunk under the magnolia. Rizhao Lou Yu is full of flowers, drunk and lying upstairs in spring.
The green wind sends the little warbler sound, and the dream cannot be separated from the jade pillow. I like to see the scenery in the evening, and the Treasure Pillar and Qin Zheng will try it again.
The green moth greets with a smile and drinks the water in the begonia flower. In the early spring, it was misty and rainy in Yulou, and the cherry blossoms outside the curtain were half withered.
The golden urn smells cold and embroiders cold, and I am disappointed to remember my husband. The mirror is full of makeup with the sound of invading Xiao Que.
Daimei's double points can't be traced, so it's left to Yu Lang to paint in Japan. Yulan Xu long-distance heavy sandalwood smoke from red mist, the arrow frost wind blows embroidery households.
Han Palace painted faces to learn plum makeup, and Xie Nvxue's poems planted catkins. Long hanging curtains dance alone, spinning silver sheng double phoenix language.
Red window wine chews ice, and ice damages lovesickness without dreams. Magnolia is colorful and multimodal, unlike ordinary people who don't love it.
Peacock was planted on the edge of the sill, folded and put on the phoenix hairpin. It is He Shaoyao who is contending for the wind and color, and it is peony.
It is difficult for a goddaughter to marry an oriole. Respondent: 8565035- Grade 5 1-3 1 20:35 Chen Lan Shengshan is full of incense.
I want to reward the world and move it to the high hall. Both rain and dew are lost, and the roots are away from home.
Although it is love, it is not the right way to raise. Winter is cold, frost and snow are zero, and green leaves are afraid of carving.
If you are in the forest, you will still smell good. Interviewee: The little girl laughs infatuated-trainee magician level 31-3120: 391. Chunlan Xi Qiuju will stand forever.
(Qu Yuan's Li Sao) 2. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away.
(Yan Shu's "Recent Flowers") 3. Declining orchid sends guests to Xianyang road, if the sky is old. (Li He's "Golden Tongxian Ci Han Song") 4. Red lotus root fragrance can make a jade person disappear in autumn, so it is easy to untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone.
(Li Qingzhao's "A Prune") 5. Lanyedao is in the mountains, and Liyuan is outside the city. (Wang Bo's Spring Village) 6. The pavilion trees are full of frost, and there are many birds in the wild pool.
The old Chu people lamented that the cymbidium was unbreakable. (Ma Dai's Qiu Si) 7. Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and the grass is destroyed.
Although the sun shines, it is not the moon in high autumn. (Li Bai's Lonely Orchid) 8. Lanxi is full of spring, and orchids are fragrant in the rain.
(Du Mu's Lanxi) 9. Orchids are fragrant. If you don't accept it, you will be hurt.
(Han Yu's Tour) 10. The autumn wind in the northwest is dry and the blue clouds are cold. (Liu Yuxi's "Re-sending Master Hong Ju to Jiangling Tang").
2. There are poems about orchids. Orchid Poetry is a complete collection of orchid poems.
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. Bochunzhuang Mountain Trail, Taoyuan outside Licheng.
I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing. Tang Bifeng shakes the emerald ring, and the cool dew drops jade.
Beauty has no beard and smells empty. Tang Yan, Lan Qian, Xie Ting is lush with grass and Chu is full of green sand.
What will happen to the New Year's Eve dinner when we meet suddenly? Shi Jianwu's home is in the east and west, and he is a blue bamboo guest.
There are no clouds in the daytime, sitting alone on the river wall. Ma Dai Qiu Si Pavilion is covered with frost, and there are many birds in the wild pond.
The old Chu people lamented that the cymbidium was unbreakable. Tang Chunhui opened the forbidden garden, Meilanchang.
The pavilion is light in color, concise and fluttering. The sun shines on the uneven shadow, and the wind is heavy and fragrant.
Meeting needs a gentleman's discount, Perry Xiang. Li Bai lives in a secluded garden, with long vegetation.
Although the sun shines, it is not the moon in high autumn. First frost early, green dare not rest.
If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance? Don Zhang Jiuling meets delicate orchids in spring and bright cinnamon in autumn.
Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season. Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy.
Won't it be more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? . In the spring, the smell of the blue knot covers all the fragrance.
Expose the leaves on the doorstep and find the way to fragrance. The calm wind blows chaos, and the autumn rain on the pavilions leads to long.
The gods took them off and put them on the lotus skirt. Tang Liqiao searched Xu Lan's room again, but forgot to say that the contract was broken.
Hanjia wine, Shirley Qin. Tang Xiang, Taiwan is far away.
He Fen should show off. Who will visit Yin Shan? The painted orchids are planted in secluded places, and the fragrance is only hidden.
Since there is no gentleman worthy of admiration, it is not the decline of the country. The Millennium comes early, and the spring breeze comes every night.
Why don't you be a grass? Fenfu has everything he wants. Tang Du Mu Lanxi Lanxi is full of spring, and orchids are fragrant in the rain.
When Dr. Chu is haggard, he should find this way to go to Xiaoxiang. Yuxi, Liu Tang sent Master Hong Ju to the northwest of Jiangling to wither the cymbidium in the autumn wind, and the Dongting was cold and blue.
Maoling talented people live in Jiangling, begging for new poems and crossing their hands. Shanghe's 10,000-acre wasteland is not as good as it is, but it wants to buy tourists for peace.
Lost the countryside, where the spring breeze grows orchids. Gu and Sanxiang's poems are fragrant, and the roadside flowers are smiling.
Zhuluoshan is meaningful, when Sanxiang said goodbye. Yang presented Xu Zhongshu's Forbidden Fairy Pond Crossing the Phoenix, and Chi Pan poet Zi Weilang.
If you can sing the praises of glory, why not play orchids? Su Song's poem titled Yang Cigong Chunlan Chunlan is like a beauty, and she is not ashamed to offer herself.
Smell the wind and smell the fragrance, but not Peng Ai. Dan Qing's portrait color wants to compile the biography of Li Sao.
Like an elf, the crown dare not swallow. Su Songshi's title Yang Ci is still the same as Lang's clan.
I was once a narcissus Pei, whom I met in Chu Ci. Although the magic color is not true, it is really fragrant.
The cloud is slightly fragrant, and the nose view has passed. Zhao Youlan in Song Shiwen is far from the village, and it is raining in late spring.
Lanfang people haven't wiped their eyes, and Hua Hudie is a prophet. The grass seals the idle path, and the forest is sparse.
If you don't come to hoe for a long time, you will hate coming back late when you are old. Ding Wei in Song Dynasty worshipped Nanzi very much, and Nanzi was the best.
Bloom, the scenery is green. Married poet Pei repeatedly, sometimes floating Zheng Guoxiang.
Why do you need to change nine dollars? Ten steps of incense. Zhang Songlan was planted small, and Xiao Shenglan also died.
Autumn came, and Xiao Lan was defeated together. Since ancient times, sages have worried about the people.
No longer dream of the duke of Zhou, and be generous alone in the middle of the night. In Song Dynasty, Yan Shu had three kinds of orchids, red and white, while Huang Zhu and Jin Yan remained.
My family is worried about the heat in summer and looks forward to orchids every day. Song Heshi came out of the mountain again, and his sunset trip was beautiful and his feelings were getting closer and closer.
The wind blows in the leaves of white apples, but it doesn't start in Qiu Jiang. Song Mei Yao Chen Lancuze Dolan people didn't argue, they compared it with fragrance.
Du Ruo, the kitten, is not excessive, but only takes the beauty of incense and clothes. Song Mei, Yao Chen, Shi Lan and Shi Yan were not born on stones, but the famous orchids are orchids and so on.
Healing is the calligraphy of Emperor Yan He, and I am interested in learning from Chen Chu. Song dynasty, queen's pavilion, spring post, purple orchid and Polygonum multiflorum cluster incense trays, while Xiao Hu is the official.
It was too late to go back to the palace, and the snow disappeared. Song Zhuxi's Uighur Fu has an ancient name, and its fragrance is even better.
If you want to forget you, you will get old. The Blue Creek in Song Zhuxi is full of light and wind, and it is dry.
I am old, and no one picks me, but I only know myself. Song Zhu Xilan planted four or five stems in Qiu Lan, which was too close to the bottom of the curtain; No breeze, protect orchid until the end of Qing Dynasty.
Yuan Yu, singing orchids with the same feet, ploughing Lanrui two or three times, and getting warm wind the next 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.
Yuan Jie Qiu Si's return to the secluded bush is not enough, and the empty valley is fragrant for whom. Leng Yun color all the way, full of Lin Qiuxiang.
Li Yuanqi's title "Orchid Spines with Fragrance" is full of orchids, but the thorns are still not removed. Su Xin is self-purifying, and she takes pleasure in it.
Yuan, Yuan, Mei, Moran, Fei Qiong, three-day school, because of the empty rock edge. Stick to the ink and talk about it, not to be different from others.
In Yuan Ni Zan, Zheng Suonan's "Lan" became Mao, and the desolation of the South China was gone. Only Nan Xin did not change, and she wrote Li Sao in tears.
Bird's theme is that flowers are dancing in the blue sound, and Chu Lan's thoughts are lonely. The spring breeze mourns for the grass first, and the melancholy prince and grandson do not return.
Li Ming Mengyang expressed dissatisfaction with the adoption of Nanxun, the sum of Lan Xiangbei and Shuo. The backwater contains Yao color, and the breeze carries jade sound.
It was dark in Yun Qi and cloudy at sunset. I don't know the bitterness of bamboo, but I see deep tears.
Chen Ming Ruyan was born in the deep mountains, with rich fragrance. I want to reward the world and move it to the high hall.
Both rain and dew are lost, and the roots are away from home. Although it is love, it is not the right way to raise.
Winter is cold, frost and snow are zero, and green leaves are afraid of carving. If you are in the forest, you will still smell good.
Li Ming doesn't chase after the wind and fragrance in her daily chemical, but she looks at the stream and feels sorry for herself. The empty mountain in spring is a mess, and half of it belongs to wild firewood.
Chen Ming and Zhang Xian painted paraquat on Lanyin Cliff, and Whelan did more business. A gentleman who lives in danger is different from a constant person.
Peng's title "Lanzhujuan" planted two or three orchids, and the sun opened slightly. After sitting for a long time, I didn't know the fragrance in the hall, so I opened the window and butterflies flew.
The son of Shi Jian in Ming Dynasty, Anlan, was a land of fragrant air, with green grass and near the Forbidden City. Who said that some people wrote with tears, and the roots were resentful of the east wind.
In the south of the Yangtze River in April, after the rain cleared, Lan vomited fragrant bamboo and posed. Butterflies don't come to sleep, but small windows blow away.
Li Ming Rihua's orchid paintings don't like orchids, and he doesn't discuss them with me. When the nose touches it, it will digest, and it is not fragrant.
Ming, Chen Jiru, Magnolia, fragrant grass are all gone, and there is no frost for many years. I'm afraid it's hard to get rid of people.
3. Li Shangyin's Orchid Poems
The waves in Dongting are cold and dawn invade the clouds.
The news broke that the fields in the deep village were full of children. Mulan came when she was a girl, reflecting the fragrance of orchids in the rain, and Luo Mei was wet with tears.
The picture scroll of the south China under the lamp, the soul dream teaching place.
Steal the city with catkins and cross the water to smell the rules.
It has grown as it started.
There is no water in Qian Shan.
Twenty Miscellaneous Poems in the Spring Festival Evening —— Reflections on Li Deyu, another columnist in Pingquan
The grass is green in spring and the orchids are redder in autumn.
At four o'clock, it is beautiful, and the three paths are full of fragrant clusters.
The beautiful color is clear and dew, and the fresh glow shakes the wind.
The prince and grandson are unknown to return, but who is with you?
Mulan lishe
Real people in the sky wear purple clothes and want to add a girl flower.
Sit and watch and sigh.
Thousands of lights are everywhere, and the old garden is alone in spring.
Sick from Jia Dao
The mountain does not return.
Reflect sunlight into the canopy.
Bai Juyi, fox tree orchid
If you are tired of jade, you should go to Xiaoxiang to find this way.
I can't help it, so I have to fold my eyebrows and give them back to the embroiderer.
Dumu Lanxi (located in the west of qi zhou)
Lanxi is beautiful in spring, tired of the wind and powder, and sails are sent away every day.
Look around Guo Hua today.
Where the sky is clear, the rain prevented the arrival of old friends.
Look more at Mulan's boat and cherish her spring.
Early morning makeup, clear muscles and snow, moths in the spring temple filed.
The sound of the phoenix flute breaks Shui Yunjian, and the songs of the neon dress are all over the place.
Who smells better in the wind, drunk.
Don't dye the candle flowers red when you come back, and wait until jathyapple's horseshoes are clear.
Magnolia (that is, "Song of Spring Dawn") Wen Tingyun
In Ru Yan's long letter home, both of them brushed tobacco.
Oil-walled cars are light and fat, and tassels account for early spring chickens.
The charming bird in the cage is still warm and sleeping, and the fallen flowers outside the curtain have not been swept.
A rotten peach tree approached the pool, as if remembering the old days in the mirror.
Yulanweizhuang
A person in a small building, the awaken of spring is fading, and everyone doesn't meet. It's been raining in Fang Fei, and I'm worried about Guan Yu's Cao Fang Road.
Diseases rarely produce new works.
It's strange to be alone.
Magnolia baijuyi
Violet room rouge, magnolia lost spring, light like a golden knife to cut Xia Zi, Haruka shake wind scattered brocade.
If Gao Ke is a monk, he will get drunk with others.
Even Yu Ting.
Light rain and cool breeze cold food festival, half-open and half-closed magnolia.
Look at the flowers leaning on the bar, but they look sad and not at home.
Yuluanhua (Yulouchun, with a glass to relieve her worries, didn't know that Yuan was a flower body. She crossed the ocean for a reason, and the orchid was already in bloom, so she was like a magnolia flower branch. She blamed herself for coming back late.
From now on, in the dream of spring.
On March 10, Li Shangyin was in Liubei Pavilion.
It's rare in China's army.
Dr. Chu is haggard, and the new topic of his life for several years is to bless his master, Liu Changqing, Magnolia (whose tree is Lingnan, transplanted here) of Fahua Hospital.
Zhong ting Shu nan zhong Shu
4. What are the poems about "orchids"? There are many poems about "orchids":
1, "Lan Ci" Tang Libai lived in a secluded garden, and the grass was wasted.
2, "Huanxisha" Su Song Shiyou Qingquan Temple, the temple is near Lanxi, and the stream flows west. Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free.
3, "Guangqun Fangpu" Liu Qinghaolan was born in a secluded valley, no one knows. Dong Xuan, a guest species, left me a fragrance.
4. Orchid Liu Mingbowen
Orchids, in the empty mountains,
Beautiful love is invisible, but it is written in the bright window.
You Lanhua, He Feifei and Shi Fang were given gifts.
I want to pretend to be Pei Wei, and I want to be independent.
Your orchid, for whom, blooms, dew and cold wind smell old.
Wait, there are many more.
5, "Mountain Orchid" Xie's eternal seclusion is this flower, not asking Wen Da for haze.
6, "Poems on Orchids" Modern Zhang Xueliang
Fang enjoys a world-renowned reputation and has settled in thousands of households.
Ye Li is full of benevolence and righteousness, and flowers do not float.
Evergreen is cold-resistant and laughs in midsummer.
A real gentleman in flowers is elegant in charm.
7, "Orchid" Qing Qiu Jin
It is best to plant 9 varieties together, and it is best to help beautify the head.
As soon as I got on the porch of my host's house, I was ashamed of Wu Fan's beauty.
8, "Yong Lan" Modern Zhu De has only the fragrance of orchids, which is a rare five-Yangcheng.
9, "Color Blue" in
Green grass, lush, I miss you, and I miss you.
Yingying's leaves are all exposed, as if to crow at people.
10, "Orchid" Sun Ming Kehong
There are beautiful women in the empty valley, and suddenly they are lonely.
When the east wind blows, it smells far away.
1 1, "Orchid" Xue Ming. I love orchids, but I don't like the color of Chunyang.
12, "Two Orchids" Li Ming's household necessities
If you swallow mud, you will get wet. E5a48de588b632313335323635438+03431363331333313333133365633936, Chu Miao is busy in Fluttershy.
If you dream of going to oriental home, try your best to teach you new makeup.
I'm sorry. You Lanqiang insisted that Bloom wouldn't discuss it with me.
When the nose touches it, it will digest, and it is not fragrant.
13, "writing orchids" is a quiet chapter.
Tao is a deep forest, but it also has the fragrance of grains.
Because the wind is tight, why not spend Xiaoxiang.
14, "Blue of Zhejiang" Zheng Qing Banqiao
Painting more spring breeze is worthless, and a sapphire is half a branch.
Birds in the rising sun forest in the mountains support acacia in February.
15, "Strange fragrance on the peak" Zheng Qing Banqiao
Being on the top of Qian Shan, the rock is deep and deep, with strong fragrance.
If there are no idle clouds under your feet, you will not know each other.
Orchid is one of the top ten famous flowers in China. People in China often regard orchids as a symbol of nobility and elegance, and they are called "Four Gentlemen" along with "Plum, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum". Orchids have always been a symbol of nobility since ancient times, and poets often use orchids as metaphors to reflect their noble and refined qualities.
5. There are no fewer poems related to orchids 10. The bow of Wu Jiaji's Poem on March 3rd rained like silk last night, and the orchids in my pot were in full bloom, just in time for the tourists to get home.
Zhu Yizun's "Lady Gu Painted Orchids" Brothels went to the pen bed empty, and Xizhou said thank you. There is also the color of Qinhuai Cao Fang, and the lights are evenly dyed with sunset red.
Wang's "Phoenix Flower Blue" was written by a poet, and Yaochi's clear shadow goes hand in hand. As soon as I say nothing from a weak point of view, Yaya's proposal is pitiful.
Shi Tao's "Mo Ran" is rooted in dust, so it is lonely to give it to poetry. Who has used a thousand sticks of incense? When the ink is spilled in the pool, it will be relieved.
"Moran" is covered with white bones, with clear leaves, and it is amazing to look back and smile in the wind. My own pen and ink is written by myself, that is, the front is the back.
"Moran" puts aside Yao Cao and points to Chunxing. I'm tired of listening to Huang. Under the leaves, you walk through the clouds, and nothing in the world is completely green.
I believe he is drunk in the cold valley, and my dress is spineless. Not every flower can be infatuated, but it is more fragrant in the dust.
Michelle Ye's "Qiu Lan" stands in front of the temple, with a pot of flowers with unique fragrance. In the past, it was called the king's fragrance, and it was also a square gentleman because of its four rhymes. Qiu Lan color, green cloth leaf.
Love this king's incense, show the atrium with flowers. You fen San, static shadow sparse.
Is it necessary to waste more than nine books on Sao Jing? "Clouds and bamboo trees are luxuriant, and the land is full of mountains". The mountain road is Xu He, and the sound of streams can be heard everywhere.
The bamboo is dark and the old wood is dead. Listen to the birds singing on the threshold and climb the cliff to collect different scents.
In the middle of spring, everything blooms. Ode to the Orchid has long flowers and graceful green leaves, and the wind can't hide the fragrance in the valley.
Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it. Fan Cheng's "Yong Huai" is the fragrance of the king, fragrant in the breeze.
Never cave in, never strive for wealth and beauty. Cao Yin's Winter Orchid 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 want to weave yarn. Zhu Zaizhen's "Jianlan" is full of valleys and berries.
If you don't sew, you will get hurt. Better than being a doorknob. After crossing the mountain, Zi Peizhen went to several pavilions.
Turn around and forget Min Hai, and fall in love with Xiang. Think lightly about returning home in the daytime, and the clear spring will soak in the evening.
The jade ball bounces again and again, and the day can be used. Hua Yan's "Lan" is full of clouds, beautiful and refined.
The cool wind moves at night, and the beauty asks for it. Gao's "On Painting, Irrigation and Fu Painting" is scattered and fragmentary, while Banqiao painting is detached.
Li Lan's skin, sweet smell and pine branches are blowing with the wind. Sitting in clothes, the north window is cool, and the old slave is too crazy.
Ren Huang's Painting the Orchid (three poems) smells fragrant and the walls are empty. One punch is charming in ancient rhyme, and beauty is lonely.
I've thought a lot about Yuan and Li, but I feel far sad. The paper window evokes the fragrance of the soul, and the face dare not envy.
Magnetic bucket raises beautiful stones, and the source is fragrant. You came from Wangchuan and got this pink book.
The bright "text sent by Shilan" is an empty rock with several grasses on it. Write about the dustman, don't forget Lin Quan.
Li's "Orchid Collection" (three songs) is blurred and cold, and the hero tears through the ages. Putting pen to paper and pondering over the past, Hengqin may not be in tune with Lan.
Chu Qingfeng flooded the pen, and the guest was lingering for twenty years. Self-pity does not sing green songs, and thousands of flowers in Chiba are for the world to see.
Don't laugh for heaven, you are always ignorant, but you also cherish the sadness of your temples. When the household is eager to get rid of it, it is afraid that it will lose its fragrance in the mountains.
Wang's Orchid Orchids are in bloom in the valley. * * * Follow me in the quiet period, and the empty mountain wants to go far away.
Blue grass is as good as a hermit's heart, standing proudly in the clouds. Spring breeze gives birth to an empty valley every year, and the pipa remains fragrant.
Li Yi's "Ink and Wash Whelan" is a flower with shallow summer and deep spring, and several stems are slanting. Although not as good as orchids, it is also a luxury to plant 100 acres together.
"Fang Fei in the Valley" is full of the breath of Fang Fei, with only a few potted plants and stone walls. I remember the spring breeze scattered in the valley, and flowers went home like grass while firewood.
Jin Nong's "Painting Orchid" rained too hard, and the ink and stone were cold, but the female orchid was nowhere to be found. Soft notes are all fibers, not counting Ma Siniang of Jinling.
Miao Gongen's "Lu Lan" is barren with ice roots and green leaves, and dewdrops adorn pearls. Laughing half contains half vomit, and my heart is bright.
Shentong's "Orchid was written by Mr. Yi Feng", the orchid was empty and became the fragrance of the king. The fragrant wind fills the field, and the appearance is clear and clear.
Affectionate, independent and fragrant. He sees Xiao and Ai on good terms.
Small exposure to AIDS, orchid suffered from severe frost. As soon as the wind turns, the clothes are full.
6. Poems about orchids. The minimum amount of ancient poems is 0.27 yuan/day. Baidu Library members can view the full content in Library > Original Publisher: Chang Baobao I Love You (Stone) This is the fragrance of the king, and its roots are in the empty valley.
Spring warms bloom first, and new branches are like a new bath. Living with kindness is like entering Lan Zhi's room. If you don't smell it for a long time, you will melt with it.
Ode to the Orchid has long flowers and graceful green leaves, and the wind can't hide the fragrance in the valley. Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it. Orchid bees and butterflies have a way to go, but clouds can't get through.
That is, it is difficult to concentrate on the east wind, and the natural fragrance is there. "Hui" is full of fragrant grass, and the green leaves are half hidden.
Where the breeze blows, there is a piece of tender jade and nine blue poems. In the ancient Tang Dynasty, Li Bai lived alone in a secluded garden, and all the plants and trees were abandoned. 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?
Liu Haolan was born in a secluded valley, and no one knew him. Dong Xuan, a guest species, left me a fragrance. Knowing that clear powder can remove filth, I feel more sympathy for the delicate leaf cream.
The roots are dense, the fragrance is fragrant, and the shrubs are shaded in the afternoon. If you want to leave me, I'll read the songs of Chu in front of you.
Same as above, crying and exposure are messy, including wind shadow. The layman can understand this, and look at Ye Sheng and flowers.
Yong Lanyujuan planted two or three orchids at the same foot with both hands, and the warm wind blew gently the next 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.
Orchids bloom in Liu Bowen, in the empty mountains, but the beauty's love is invisible, which is written in the bright window. You blue flower, He Feifei, the world has been praised by Pei Zi. I want to regard it as Pei Wei, and I am independent of others.
Your orchid, for whom, blooms, dew and cold wind smell old. Colorful Ming Lan Changyu is full of green grass, and I miss you and the West.
Yingying's leaves are all exposed, as if to crow at people. Orchid Sun Ming There is a beautiful woman in an empty valley in Kehong, and suddenly he is lonely.
When the east wind blows, it smells far away. I love orchids and flowers, and I don't want to flatter Chunyang.
The west wind is cold and dew in the deep forest, and no one can smell it. Lan Er Li Ming's daily chemical Yan Mud is about to fall wet and fragrant, and Chu is also busy chasing Fluttershy.
If you dream of going to your boss, teach you new makeup. I'm sorry. You Lanqiang insisted that Bloom wouldn't discuss it with me.
When the nose touches it, it will digest, and it is not fragrant. Write orchids.