Poetry about Dendrobium 1. Poems about Dendrobium
1, Night Bath in Shiloutan, Xiangshan Temple (Bai Juyi)
The sun is like fire during the day, and the heat at night is vicious.
There is no wind in the fan, and the clothes are all sweaty.
Take a bath on the moon when you come.
Shi Ping is a bathing place, and Wadi is a bathing place.
The towel is thin and the grass is light and full.
Return to cool, return to stone building.
2, cursive songs (Lu You)
Spending three thousand stone on wine, leisure is not equal to welcome wine.
At present, the eyes are drunk and the world is narrow.
Suddenly, I don't know, Fengyun went to Huai Tian to borrow money.
Dragon fights wild, ghosts destroy mountains, it's too dark.
At this point, the sorrow in the chest was driven away, and the mallet bed screamed.
Wu Gui and Shu are not satisfied with others, so they give Gao Tang three walls.
3. Turtle Hall Mix (Land Tour)
Dendrobium nobile planted fragrant lilies, and Buxus buxus was cultivated in Xiaopen Mountain.
Old people are not children (62616964757A 68696416FE78988E69D83313365653935), but the days in buddhist nun!
4. Rockery pond (land tour)
Chisel pool to hold water and build stone.
Birds like fate, but fish are surprised.
When the wind comes, it sounds sunny and the clouds are slightly cloudy.
I'm afraid that Taoyuan is near, and no one can find it with me.
Xuancheng sent Liu's deputy envoy to Qin (Li Bai)
You are Liu Yueshi, and Xiong was. Sad songs, generous words help the wind
When the tiger roared and jumped, the cock crowed. Jincheng is a good horse, and Wan Li is chasing Julian Waghann.
Make friends with Lou and Yu Liner. The army is guarding wuyue, and the jackals dare not peep.
Da Xun didn't say anything, and the autumn wind blew. Bing Xu is a hero, majestic and heroic.
Send it deep and brave, hope it is a company. Gratitude is a promise, no doubt.
Repetition returns to the north que, and the song suddenly turns to the west. The pillar will be salty, and the ancestors will leave.
There were four feasts in the bucket of wine, and all the joy and joy sang and screamed. You take Dongshan prostitutes, and I recite the poems of the North Gate.
It is not easy to make friends with noble people, for fear of hurting the sunflowers in the garden. I gave a purple pony yesterday, and now I have a white jade.
The pleasure of wine is not enough to relieve lovesickness. This is thousands of miles away, and Qin and Wu are far apart.
The moon is bitter and the water is sad. When will it be returned? Spring breeze will enter the yellow swimming pool.
No memory, break the poplar branches.