2, summer is shallow and spring is deep, and a few stems are messy.
3. Shi Yan was not born on a stone. The famous orchids are orchids and the like. Healing is the calligraphy of Emperor Yan He, and I am interested in learning from Chen Chu.
4, the winter grass is cold and blue, and orchids are also flowers. As clear as a digger and as thin as a poet. Cong Xiu has several strands of hair with double bun on it.
5, orchids, empty mountains, the beauty of love is invisible, cracks are written in the 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.
6. Jungle In a valley, berries are scattered all over the forest. If you don't sew, you will get hurt. Better than being a doorknob. After crossing the mountain, Zi Peizhen went to several pavilions.
7. As you know, the fragrance is only dark. 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 late. Why don't you be a grass? Fenfu has everything he wants!
8, brothel people go to the pen bed empty, the past Xizhou said Xie Gong. There is also the color of Qinhuai Cao Fang, and the lights are evenly dyed with sunset red.
9. Yan Mud wants to wet Ningxiang, and Chu Yi is busy. 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.
10, in the past years, there was a half-frost wind in the empty valley, leaving a fragrance scattered in the grass. I'm afraid the woodsman will lose the orchid and the beauty will be collected in the salary.
1 1, an empty stone and some grass. Write about the dustman, don't forget Lin Quan.
12 I searched and searched in the mountains, and found hearts and hearts. If you want to send it a long way, it will be cold and fragrant.
13, the sunset glow is fragrant in the window, and the wind shadow is about to weave.
14, full of bones and leaves, and the wind is amazing. My own pen and ink is written by myself, that is, the front is the back.
15, green water should only overflow white apples, and rouge should only read lips. I have never been idle with the laity since I painted Lan Xiang.
16, Nakakoji Mountain, Litaoyuan outside the city. I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing.
17, far from the village, when it rains 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.
18, the fragrance of Iraq and Yang Yang. 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.
19, write Lan Zhi full of spring, and add a few messy hazelnuts. The world is full of beauty and evil, and I want to see warm and distant people.
On the 20th, Qiu Lan sent 180 arrows to Jiaoshan Stone House. Xiao Yue knock knock, handed out a simple note, Fan Yan passed by Jiang Lai last night.
2 1, spring rain and spring breeze washed away the beautiful face, and the word Qiongdao came to the world. Nowadays, without a confidant, it is even more difficult to break the black basin.
22, ice root green leaves ridiculous, Lu Xiao decorated with pearls. Laughing half contains half vomit, and my heart is bright.
23. I think a lot, but my heart is far away? . The paper window evokes the fragrance of the soul, and the face dare not envy.
24. Yesterday, I went out to search for spring, and every family had no money. The city is not superior, so I will definitely visit the secluded faction in the mountains.
25. Orchids are not flowers, but people in my eyes. It is difficult to write this flower god with an elephant crown.
26、? Dive a hundred herbs, and the fragrance will disperse Chu Fengyang. Luoyang hole price increase, ashamed to death? There is a national flavor.
27, bluegrass is comparable to the heart of a hermit, proud. Spring breeze gives birth to an empty valley every year, and the pipa remains fragrant.
28. When I stopped picking orchids for my new makeup, I suddenly saw a single-minded vomit. Cherish god's scissors and turn your eyebrows.
29. Xiaofeng dew is not dry. Whoever inserts a crystal bottle and an cymbidium is like a new bath in Yang Fei. The slim skirt is afraid of you.
30. The painting of Guan Fu is scattered, and the painting of Banqiao is light blue. Li Lan's skin, sweet smell and pine branches are blowing with the wind.
3 1, orchids are everywhere, with a general fragrance. Hate the fickle eyes of this world, just because there are high and low points.
32. A beggar gets a poet's pen, but a fish pond can see the shadows clearly. As soon as I say nothing from a weak point of view, Yaya's proposal is pitiful.
33. Orchid is the king's fragrance, and the powder is in the breeze. Never cave in, never strive for wealth and beauty.
34. The bow of the boat rained like silk last night, and the orchids in my pot bloomed and the flowers competed for the day. It's time for tourists to go home.
35, a lot of implication, refused to show Chun Qing. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, the essence will be clear in midsummer.
36. There is boundless grass and spring smoke, and the mountain in Grain Rain is called Rhododendron. How many noble children Zhu, who enjoys quiet fate.
37. Orchids grow in valleys, and Qiu Lai is full of flowers. * * * Follow me in the quiet period, and the empty mountain wants to go far away.
38. Yungu is graceful and graceful, and Youfen is refined. The cool wind moves at night, and the beauty asks for it.
39. Spring rain and spring breeze write beautiful faces, and love and charm fall into the world. Nowadays, without a confidant, it is even more difficult to break the black basin.
40. Elegant flowers and long blue leaves make it difficult for the wind to hide the fragrance in the valley. Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it.
4 1, winter grass is cold and blue, and orchid is also a flower. 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.
42. Although it is not as good as orchids, it is also a luxury to plant 100 acres together.
43, thorns comfort their roots, and the wind reveals their gods. Su Xin is not angry, and the grass is also stained with Yuchun.
44. Don't let thorns turn into orchids, outsiders will look on coldly. You can only know that Buddhism is vast and long when the door is fragrant and dirty.
45. The orchids on the top of the mountain bloom early, and the small arrows on the mountainside still contain the fetus. The painter is determined to stop storing, so why bother Dongfeng as a matchmaker?
46. Nine orchids went to the riverside field, and eight flowers were unfinished. When everything in the world is enough, stay and practice, waiting for the later sages.
47. He Laier's room is fragrant and the wall is empty. One punch is charming in ancient rhyme, and beauty is lonely.
48. Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed.
49, Xie Cao, Chu Yisha is greener. What will happen to the New Year's Eve dinner when we meet suddenly?
50. Eternal peace is this flower, and it doesn't need to be heard. Pick firewood or fear the road, but also take a mountain to build.
5 1, the breeze shakes the emerald ring, and the cool dew drops jade. Beauty has no beard and smells empty.
52. There are many flowers in Yuexiu Park, all of which are in bloom for spring. Only the orchid fragrance is just right, and it will be expensive later.
53. Chu Fang has a quiet posture and picks up the surplus. The incense is full of sleeves, and I want to send one heart. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. Who do I write for? I admire the lower reaches of the forest and love to escape from the wild.
54. The green clothes are planted beside the rocks, but Bloom is an orphan. Under the window of the mountain, the wine column spreads and the paper smells.
55, greasy jade finger coated with vermicelli, as light as a golden knife to cut Xia Zi. From now on, a girl flower should be added to the dream of spring.
56. Yungu is graceful and graceful, and Youfen is refined. The cool wind moves at night, and the beauty benefits.
57. spearmint is not fragrant, it is the gas in my mouth. The taste of lips is difficult to write.
58. How can you write poetry when the roots are gone? Poetry is for loneliness. Who has used a thousand sticks of incense? When the ink is spilled in the pool, it will be relieved.
59. Lansheng Valley is unknown. I'm Dong Xuanke.
60. Standing on the top of Qian Shan, the rock crevice is deep and 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.
6 1, I love exotic orchids, and I don't like the color of Chunyang. The west wind is cold and dew in the deep forest, and no one can smell it.
62. Bees and butterflies have roads, but clouds have no doors. That is, it is difficult to concentrate on the east wind, and the natural fragrance is there.
63. Get rid of the loneliness of Baihui, and the natural work will be introverted. There is nothing in Pingtang. One branch smells better.
64. There are only a few potted plants and stone walls in Fang Fei. I remember the spring breeze scattered in the valley, and flowers went home like grass while firewood.
65, the virtual room is searched again, and I forgot to say that I broke the contract. Hanjia wine, Shirley Qin. Tang Xiang, Taiwan is far away. He Fen should show off. Who will visit Yin Shan?
66. Xijiang wonderful orchid in Ganzhou once bought a few pots of flowers to see. I don't know if I can get it back in the painting. The wind and dew in my hometown are not completely dry.
67, blurred Xiao Ai dew cold light, eternal hero tears. Putting pen to paper and pondering over the past, Hengqin may not be in tune with Lan.
68. Hand-cultivated two or three plants of Lanrui, warm wind and 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.
69, the rain is deep and the forest is cool, and the female orchid is open without lang. Soft notes are all fibers, not counting Ma Siniang of Jinling.