Praise the ancient poems of Lan.

1, the top of Qian Shan, with deep cracks, is 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. -"Painting Orchids" Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie

2, pine and bamboo are cold, it is too late. No one is lonely in the secluded path, so whoever complains about it. Like * * * plum blossom language. There are still lovers. You mean to smell it, you refuse to smell it, but it doesn't mean to smell it. -"Bu Operator Lan" Song Dynasty: Cao Group

3, the orchid branch, the boy Pei. Although you wear a cone, you don't understand how I feel. Walk slowly and make a big circle. Wan Lan leaves bend, the boy wears off. Although you wear Xie, you don't have to go near. Walk slowly and make a big circle. -"Grand" Pre-Qin: Anonymous

4, the long forest grass into the autumn drought, unique flavor, fragrant. I'm proud of every wind, but I'm going to stay in first frost several times. Celebrity appreciation is admirable, and empty confidants ask for it. A kind of loneliness is eternal. Xiangjiang Ci Fu plays Shang Qing. -"Qiu Yonglan" Ming Dynasty: Jingnuo

5. What do you mean by heaven, deep springs and snow, and Longshan is a thousand miles away? After Xie Pei-Lin Bo disappeared, he talked about Zhi Zhu Palace Que again. It is slightly smoky in Chu and cold in Xiangtan, and it is expected to climb. Laugh in the valley, only listen to the cry. There was a breeze that day, and a few roots were exposed, and the hands were divided into flowers and leaves. Once in the sleeves of many feelings, a wisp of a heart and a thousand knots. Jade wrist incense pin, cloud cover, empty gold jump off. Looking for fragrance along the Robin River and looking forward to the festive season —— Niannujiao Chun Xue's Singing Orchids: Chen Zilong.