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 of losing 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.
Zheng Xie's Half-Pot Lanruitu has a pot of Shimada Hanzo and half a flower. No venting, no fear of decay.
2. The poem "Moran" praising orchids, covered with white bones and leaves, smiled strangely 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.
3. Poems on Orchids 1, Fang Fei in the Valley-Li Yi in Qing Dynasty.
Write wheatgrass so dripping wet, just missing potted plants and stone walls.
I remember the spring breeze scattered in the valley, and flowers went home like grass while firewood.
Orchids always bloom quietly and alone in the valleys and mountains, with a faint fragrance, and when the woodcutter in the mountains returns at night, he happens to find the orchid-like grass in the empty valleys and mountains that no one appreciates.
2. Orchids-Liu Bowen in Ming Dynasty
Lanhuahua, in the empty mountain, can't see the love of beauty, written in the bright window.
Vanilla blooms in the mountains that no one can touch, but the beauty likes it but can't see it now, so she has to draw it.
3. Orchids-Zheng Banqiao in Qing Dynasty
Orchids grow on the top of rocks, and their fragrance floats among rocks, emitting beautiful flowers in prominent rocks and cracks between rocks.
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.
Orchids grow in inaccessible places such as mountain tops and rock peaks. Orchids are in full bloom and give off a wonderful fragrance. Orchids are quiet and clean, not without the noise of floating clouds under their feet, but they come and go, and orchids have no intention of telling them when they come and staying when they leave.
4. Lan Xuewang in Ming Dynasty
I love orchids and exotic flowers, but 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.
I like orchids because orchids are different from ordinary flowers and will not please nature with their own colors. The rustling west wind blows, and in the deep forest covered with cold dew, even if no one appreciates it, the orchid is still open, emitting a faint fragrance.
5, "Title Yang Cigong Chunlan"-Su Shi in Song Dynasty
Chunlan, like a beauty, dedicates herself without shame.
Smell the wind and smell the fragrance, but not Peng Ai.
Chunlan looks like a beauty. They don't need to be picked, so their shy appearance is actively displayed to people. Even if weeds are overgrown, wormwood grows, and you can't see the covered Chunlan, you can still smell the refreshing fragrance from time to time with the breeze.
4. Poems praising orchids: There is a potted flower in front of the "Qiu Lan" temple by Aisin Gioro Michelle Ye, and orchids are unique. 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. The evening window smells fragrant, and the wind shadows want to weave yarn to praise orchids. Orchid poems are antique. Tang Li Bai lived alone in the secluded garden, and the grass was destroyed.
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? Praising orchids on the surface actually shows that you are ambitious. )
The crowd is wide and the spectrum is clear. Liu Haolan was born in a secluded valley, and no one knew him. Dong Xuan, a guest species, left me a fragrance. Knowing that pure fragrance can relieve filth, I am more sympathetic to 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.
Orchids are born in the valley and no one can see them. A friend planted some for me in Dong Xuan. Its fragrance can remove filth, and what is more pleasing is that its fine leaves can resist wind and frost.
Rooted on the edge of dense stones, flowers bloom in early autumn, and clusters of leaves are shaded by bamboo pruning at noon. I want to use it to take Wu Hong vanilla to your highness, so that we can often see the artistic conception in Chu Ci.
Praise orchids. ) same as above, weeping and revealing, including the wind shadow from oblique.
The layman can understand this, and look at Ye Sheng and flowers. Use orchids to express your lofty thoughts. )
Yong Lan Yu Juan planted two or three kinds of orchids with the same foot, and the next day was warm. 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.
(praise orchids. ) Orchids bloom in Liu Bowen, in the empty mountains, but you can't see the beauty's love. They 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.
Express the poet's own talent, but it looks lofty. ) Coloring Ming Lan Changyu Fangcao, thinking about you and thinking about the west.
Yingying's leaves are all exposed, as if to crow at people. I miss my old friends. )
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.
Express the poet's lofty aspirations. ) Lan Mingxue. I love orchids, but 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. (Express the poet's sublimity. )
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 hate the opinion of the orchid, and the flowers don't discuss with me. When the nose touches it, it will digest, and it is not fragrant.
Jingpian Road is a deep forest species, and it still exudes the fragrance of grain. Because the wind is tight, why not spend Xiaoxiang.
Folding branches, Lan Qing and Zheng Banqiao painted more spring breeze, and one and a half sapphires were beautiful. Birds in the rising sun forest in the mountains support acacia in February.
The top of the mountain is great. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Xiang is at the top of Qian Shan, with deep rocks and deep seams. If there are no idle clouds under your feet, you will not know each other.
The orchid in the mountains, Zheng Banqiao's eternal seclusion, is this flower, you don't want Wen Da just as a haze. Pick firewood or fear the road, but also take a mountain to build.
The inscription "Lan Qing Zheng Banqiao" is on the top of Qian Shan, and the seam is deep and fragrant. 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.
Huanxilan is like a copper bottle, which is cold and charming. Xiangjiang River tears in the spring tide, how can we be happy with Gresford?
No leaves to help the weather vane, heartbroken set Li Sao. Zhu De Yuexiu Park in Yonglan, where a hundred flowers blossom in spring, is full of flowers and trees.
Only the orchid fragrance is just right, and it will be expensive later. Zhang Xueliang Fang, a orchid poet, enjoys a world-renowned reputation and has settled in thousands of families.
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. Cui Tu in Youlan Tang Dynasty is well known by many people, 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 late.
Why don't you be a grass? Fenfu has everything he wants! Chen Lan wins mountains and is fragrant. 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.
When I stopped picking orchids, I suddenly saw concentric vomiting. Cherish god's scissors and turn your eyebrows.
Orchid green Qiu Jin has excellent varieties for nine years, which is most suitable for helping to beautify the hair. As soon as I came out of my master's porch, I was ashamed of Wu Fanpai.
5. A short poem about orchids, Li Bai's solitary orchid.
Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed.
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 incense?
Su Shi's Orchid
Chunlan is like a beauty, not shy and silent.
When the wind is the most fragrant, Peng Ai lives in a windless place.
Painted green and true color, I want to make a biography of Li Sao.
Like an elf, the crown dare not swallow.
Lu Xun's "Singing Orchids"
Pepper burns laurel, leaving the United States old, relying on the secluded rock to express the heart.
People who cherish Fang Xin's heritage are as drunk as Jing Zhen in their hometown.
Two Orchid Poems by Zheng Xie
one
Leave a big root, why complain about a short leaf.
Spring thunder dives at night, and the fragrance enters the clouds.
two
Cliff thousands of feet, orchids in the sky.
There are firewood collectors, so you can't reach out and fold.
6. What are the poems praising orchids? The bow of Wu Jiaji's Poem on March 3rd was raining like silk last night. My orchid was in full bloom and the tourists happened to be at 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 of losing 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.
Zheng Xie's Half-Pot Lanruitu has a pot of Shimada Hanzo and half a flower. No venting, no fear of decay.
"Title Yilan" two pots of bluegrass, one night early in the morning. Flowers bloom one after another, late spring and early summer.
"Title Orchid" bluegrass has happened, and the mountains are meaningful. Loyalty is still self-embracing, so why fight with others?
"Orchid" cliff-above thousands of feet, orchids are in the sky. There are firewood collectors, so you can't reach out and fold.
"Orchids" have big roots, so why complain about short leaves and thin leaves? Spring thunder dives at night, and the fragrance enters the clouds.
"Lan" has many connotations, which it refuses to disclose. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, the essence will be clear in midsummer.
Orchids are not flowers, but people in my eyes. It is difficult to write this flower god with Xiang Guanbi.
Spearmint is not incense, but my breath. The taste of lips is difficult to write.
73-year-old man, painting orchids at the age of 50. Let him rain or shine, he will never disappear.
One move and two moves, both wonderful. Regardless of the previous people, it's hard to believe that waving.
Roots are not in the ground, flowers bloom all year round. Strangely, when I understood, the cat came to me with a letter.
Thorns in the jungle comfort the roots and the wind reveals the spirit. Su Xin is not angry, and the grass is also stained with Yuchun.
Tiqu Wengshan's Zagreb, a small landscape painting by Xi Shi Shi Tao's Badashan people, a roll of Ding Bai Mo Lan, and a bag of monks' poems and paintings. Spread Qian Qian horizontally and vertically, with no ink spots and more tears.
"Send Lan to Yuan Meifu and Jiao Shan" and send 180 arrows to Jiaoshan Stone House. Xiao Yue knock knock, handed out a simple note, Fan Yan passed by Jiang Lai last night.
The Picture of Orchids in a Pot shows that Chunlan has not yet opened in Xia Lan, and it is clearly called A Dai in the picture. After reading all the ups and downs, it is a pot of ang, which is pulled out several times and planted several times.
"Broken Pot Orchid" was written in the spring rain and spring breeze, and it fell into the world. Nowadays, without a confidant, it is even more difficult to break the black basin.
Orchids bloom early at the top of the mountain, and small arrows on the mountainside still contain fetuses. The painter is determined to stop storing, so why bother Dongfeng as a matchmaker?
"Painting Lan Zhi Spine to Send Master Cai" wrote that Lan Zhi was full of spring, adding a few messy hazelnuts. The world is full of beauty and evil, and I want to see warm and distant people.
"Lan" (four articles) Qusong's articles are tall in vegetation and coquettish in blue spectrum for thousands of years. How to sell cheap from people and cross the street?
This is a kind of peaceful flower, and I don't want a haze from Wen Da. Collecting firewood is still afraid of passing by the path, but also write mountain cover.
Orchids are grass in the mountains, planted in the mountains. The world has planted pots of angels, so it is better to stay with the haze.
The bluegrass in the mountains is chaotic, and the leaves are warm and fragrant.
7. The poem praising orchids is "King of Fragrance", which is quiet and fragrant, and is known as "Xiangzu", especially with its youthful beauty and refined charm, giving people the feeling of "beautiful blue sky and attractive products".
Therefore, people regard orchids as a symbol of noble personality. Because it is a rare flower with "color, fragrance and posture", people compare it to the embodiment of perfect personality.
Qu Yuan, a patriotic poet, turned his patriotic enthusiasm into immortal poems in the unfortunate situation of repeated denigration and exile. Lan wrote a message in the poem: it is green, quiet and fragrant.
Lan Hehui is called "beauty", "gentleman" and "saint" ... praising his yearning and pursuit of a beautiful motherland, beautiful sentiments and beautiful ideals. "Lanxi is full of spring, and orchid flowers are in the rain."
The orchids written by Du Mu are beside the blue water in Lanxi. The river and orchids set each other off, and orchids give off a unique fragrance. It's raining, which presents a hazy and elegant picture in front of us. "If you don't see Lansheng in the deep valley, you can catch the wind."
Although the artistic conception of Su Zhe's poem is quite Zen, it admires the simplicity of the orchid. General Zhang Xueliang, a patriotic general, lives in Taiwan Province Province, raising orchids for self-entertainment and making poems praising orchids; "Party reputation all over the sky, settled in wanjia.
Ye Li is upright and Yan Fang is not flashy. Evergreen is cold-resistant and laughs in midsummer.
A real gentleman in flowers is elegant in charm. "Isn't this the self-portrait of the general integrity? Zhu De, Chen Yi and other revolutionaries of the older generation also like orchids very much. President Zhu De, who fought in the south and fought in the north all his life, has been loving orchids for decades. He praised orchids and said, "Under Ye Xiuqiao's forest, orchids are still rooted in grass.
Even if no one looks at it or appreciates it, it is still self-contained. "It tells the story of a revolutionary ancestor's selfless dedication to Shang Tang.
Chen Yi wrote a famous poem, "The orchid is in the valley, and no one knows it. Only the fragrance is heavy, and the seekers are all over the mountain." Orchid, floating from the deep mountains and valleys, swaying, how free, romantic and comfortable! Light and charming, like graceful beauty, the phoenix looks forward to love and recites the words by the window.
For example, a gentleman is lonely, elegant, clean, detached, away from the noise of the world, and achieves noble perfection in loneliness and poverty.
8. Li Shimin: Zi Yuan is warm in spring, bloom is warm, and Meilantian has beautiful scenery. 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: Give it to a friend (Nianlan)
Orchids grow improperly, preferring quiet grass. Always frosted by frost, the beauty of the past has not grown old.
Absurdity meets Yao's beauty, and the breeze blows on his face. If Yu Fang can be worshipped, she will look like her when she dies.
A gift to Zanfu in Nanling, Wusong Mountain
Blue is grass and pine is wood.
Lan Qiuxiang is far away from the wind, but the cold does not change.
The bluegrass in Zheng Xieli made a trip, which was of great significance in the mountains. Loyalty is still self-embracing, why fight for the public?
Chen Yi: The orchid is in the valley, and no one knows it. Only for its fragrance and heavy fragrance, seekers all over the mountain.