Plum Blossom Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I know it's not snow from a distance, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Lin Bu
All the flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the white butterfly is like a knowing soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need the sandalwood board to touch the golden statue.
Luo Hua Song Qi
Everyone is hurt when they fall and turn red, and they can’t bear to forget each other in the mist of the brothel. Will fly back to dance in the wind, and it has already fallen into half of the makeup.
Visitors from all over the world return home with tears in their eyes, while people from Zhangtai remove their bones and leave behind their fragrance. Maybe there is no intention to pass on the two butterflies, and pay all the love and honey chamber.
Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a poem about plum blossoms (Wang Anshi)
Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and each one is piled high with snow on the roadside. He recalled the old days of Fengcheng Nanmo, Xiangyao could not come with the post envoy.
Zeng Ji in the middle of Sanqu Road
The plum blossoms are yellow, the sun is clear, the creek is overflowing, and the mountains are running. The green shade does not slow down the journey, and the four or five oriole calls are added.
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Lu You)
I heard the plum blossoms in the morning breeze, and the snow piles were all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Li Lang's poem "Plum"
I miss you once and meet again, the most passionate place is the most passionate. Three thousand trees live at the foot of the solitary mountain, and this branch grows on the side of the mountain.
Qiu Jin's "Plum Blossoms"
We meet and think about each other once, and we are most passionate and infatuated. There are three thousand trees in the forest of Gushan. This branch can withstand the frost.
Gift to Fan Ye, Lu Kai, Southern Dynasty, Song Dynasty
When the plum blossoms were broken, they met the post envoys and sent them to the Longtou people. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.
Recalling Plum Blossoms by Li Shangyin
I will stay at the end of the world, relying on the beauty of things. Winter plum blossoms are the most detestable. They grow like last year's flowers.
In mid-November, plum blossoms can be seen in Fufengjie. Li Shangyin
The pavilions on the road are beautiful and fragrant at odd times. Su'e is only with the moon, and the young girl does not spare the frost.
Giving a hand that is far away and empty, but hurting and leaving a broken heart. For whom is it a morning show? Don't wait for the new year to be fragrant
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 1 -) Lu You
I heard the plum blossoms blooming in the morning breeze, and the snow piles were all over the four mountains. How can one transform into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom tree and one blooming man?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 2)
The branches in the deep valley can be farther north, and the flowers bloom late every year. Gaobiao Yiyun, do you know that it is the time when the ice and snow accumulate?
Plum Blossom Quatrains (Part 3)
The wind blows louder when the snow blows, but the integrity of the flower is the strongest. When time passes, it will drift away, and I will beg for mercy from Mr. Dong even more shamefully.
Early Plum Blossoms, Southern Dynasty·Xie Xie
Welcome spring, so it blooms early, and you don’t mind the cold alone. Afraid of falling flowers, no one cares to look at them.
Jiangmei by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The plum blossoms are broken in front of the wax, and there are more plum blossoms in the later years. I know that spring is good, but what is the worst thing to worry about?
Snow trees are of the same color, and the river wind is also ripples. The hometown cannot be seen, Wuxiu is gloomy and craggy.
Early Plum Blossoms by Tang·Qiji
Thousands of trees are about to break due to the cold, but the solitary root is warm and alone. In the deep snow in the former village, a branch bloomed last night.
The wind carries the delicate fragrance, and the birds take a look at the beautiful scenery. Next year, as expected, Wangchuntai will be the first place to visit.
Miscellaneous Poems by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
You come from your hometown, so you should know the affairs of your hometown. Leaning in front of the window tomorrow, have the winter plum blossoms bloomed yet?
Miscellaneous Odes by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
I have seen the plum blossoms blooming, and heard the singing of birds again. My heart is focused on the spring grass, and I am afraid of the growth on the jade steps. (Wang Shuhua, Grade 2, Grade 2)
Du Lei of the Song Dynasty on a cold night
On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and turns red. The moon in front of the window is the same, but it is different that there are plum blossoms.
Ancient Plum Blossoms, Song Dynasty·Xiao Dezao
The concubine Xiang stands dangerously on the back of a frozen dragon, and the cold moon of the sea hangs on the coral branches. The ugliness can be astonishing and charming, but only Xiaohan knows how to break the soul.
Ping Mei by Zhang Daoqia, Song Dynasty
A few spring branches in a bottle of cold water, the fragrance does not fade when the stream flows. No one can see the slanting bamboo bottom, and don't know it with the faint clouds and the pale moon.
Red Plum Su Dongpo
The red plum blossoms bloom every year, and they are about to bloom again by the riverside. Cherish the sentimental Guan Yiling, send the spring with straightness and roots.
Early Plum Blossoms by Liu Zongyuan
Early plum blossoms bloom on tall trees, reflecting the blue sky of Chu. The late morning breeze carries the night fragrance, and the heavy frost nourishes the dawn.
If you want to give me a gift thousands of miles away, you are separated by mountains and rivers. When Han Ying is in ruins, what use is there to comfort distant visitors?
Newly planted plum blossoms by Bai Juyi
Seven newly planted plum blossoms are planted by the pond. I will check them when they are in bloom. Don't be afraid of the peach and plum envy of Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Mo Mei Zhao Bingwen
The painter does not paint the face with powder, but he is afraid that others will think I am straight. It's impossible not to know each other when we meet, Xia Fu has always cared for jade figures.
Bai Mei Yuan Wang Mian
Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest, it is not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. Suddenly, the fragrance spreads all night long, spreading like spring throughout the universe.
Mo Mei Yuan Wang Mian
The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe.
Plum Blossom Yuan·Wang Mian
In March, the east wind blows away the snow, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as water. No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.
Appreciating red plum blossoms at the beginning of spring Yuan·Yuanhuai
Last night the east wind turned and the snow on the willows disappeared on the streets.
At dawn, a tree like a cluster of apricots blooms towards the isolated village across a small bridge.
It seems that the chemical industry dislikes pink and thin, so the color is used to help the flowers become more delicate. There is no need to distinguish between green branches and green leaves. We win the championship among thousands of flowers.
Yi Mei Duan Keji of the Yuan Dynasty
The Gushe Immortal, with his skin of ice and snow, accompanied me to the West Lake in the past. Don't forget that the spring breeze has changed several times, and the standard is now gone.
West Lake Plum Yuan·Feng Zizhen
There is a jade forest beside Su Laodi, and Liuqiao Fengyue is a close friend. Let others compete for the peaches and plums, and do not care about prosperity.
Mandarin Duck Plum by Feng Zizhen of the Yuan Dynasty
The plum blossoms are in double pedicles, so they are suitable for being photographed near the cold pond. I only worry that the corners of the painting are blown away, and the shadows fly apart, which is the most damaging thing.
Inscribed with ink plum blossoms, Tao Zongyi of the Yuan Dynasty
A scholar's home on a solitary mountain in the bright moon, with jade slanting across the lake in the cold light. It seems that the seals are placed vertically and horizontally, and the iron coils are formed into flowers.
Yangshan Road Zhongyuan·Shi Shanzhu
After the rain, spring streams compete for distribution, and wild pheasants fly over the ancient tombs. Seeing that someone lives in Shenwu, the plum blossoms surround the house and the door cannot be opened.
Inscribed on Plum Blossoms by Wang Shishen of the Qing Dynasty
One or two rows of plum blossoms are planted in the small courtyard, and the paintings are empty and sparse with shadows covering the clothes. The ice melts into snow and the moon adds whiteness, and the east wind brings fragrance every day.
Early Plum Blossoms, Qing Dynasty, Ning Tiaoyuan
The bright purples and reds are shameful, and the spirit can only be seen from the end. Deep in the mountains and rivers, under the canyon cliffs, spring blooms every time.
Withered Plum Blossoms, Qing Dynasty·Wu Qi
Strange fragrances and colors bloom in the forest, and it has suddenly flourished over the past hundred years. Get rid of all the essence, leaving only the bones for people to see.
Inscribed on Plum Blossoms by Li Fangying of the Qing Dynasty
The plum blossoms have not sprouted on this day, and the rotating universe belongs to the painter. The spring breeze is endless at the bottom of the pen, and the flowers always blossom when painted here and there.
The painting of plum blossoms is written by Li Fangying of the Qing Dynasty
The ink marks on the paper are fresh, and the plum blossoms are the most charming at some points. I hope that the wind will blow far away, and every door and lane will become spring.
Plum Blossom Poetry Yu Yue Neizi of the Qing Dynasty
I can withstand the snow and frost in the world, and the flowers on their heads are fragrant first. Qingfeng has its own immortal bones, and it is better to go to Yutang for coolness.
He Neizi's Plum Blossom Poems, Qing Dynasty·Yu Yue
There is frost in the dust-free courtyard at night, and the fragrance is not waiting for leisure. In the cold night, I dream of Luofu together, and I am absolutely better than Dongpo in the snow hall.
Exploring Plum Blossoms in the Yuan Dynasty Tomb in the Rain, Nao of the Qing Dynasty and Song Dynasty
Exploring Plum Blossoms in the Rain and Surviving the Rain, The Stones Clanging and the Staff Can Make Sounds. The clouds, shadows, and flowers flicker, and the pines, waves, and rocks are noisy with each other.
The rhyme is suitable for walking on a leisurely Zen couch, and for walking in a quiet and loving garden. Looking across the vast sea of ??fragrant snow, my mountainside is a good place to write.
Falling Plum Blossoms, Qing·Lüran
Gentle wind and raindrops, moss patterns, and the lingering fragrance can be smelled quietly. The forest is covered with snow, and the top of the mountain is covered with clouds.
There is no need to blow across the rivers and rivers, but the most precious thing is the empty branches and the cold evening. Looking back at the road down Gushan Mountain, there are many frost birds and white butterflies.
Plum Blossom Poetry Gao Qi
The qiongzhi can only be found in Yaotai, but who can plant them everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River. The noble man lies in the snow-covered mountains, and the beauties come under the moonlit forest.
In the cold, the sparse shadows are scattered on the bamboos, and in the spring, the lingering fragrance is covered by the desert moss. Since I left, there has been no good song, and the east wind has been full of sorrow.
"A Dream of Red Mansions" Visiting Miaoyu and Begging for Red Plums Cao Xueqin
Before the wine was opened and the sentences were not cut, I went to Penglai in search of spring and greetings with friends. Instead of begging for the dew from the master's vase, I beg for the plum blossoms outside Chang'e's threshold.
When you enter the world, the cold peach red snow goes away, and when you leave the world, the fragrant purple clouds come. Chaya, who regrets that Shi's shoulders are thin, and his clothes are still stained with moss from the Buddhist courtyard.
"A Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (The Red Letter) Cao Xueqin
The peaches are not yet fragrant and the apricots are not yet red, and the east wind laughs before the cold. It is difficult to distinguish the spring when the soul flies to Yuling Mountain, and the clouds are separated by the clouds and the dream is not clear.
The green calyx adds makeup and melts into the treasure torch, and the immortal helps the drunken person to cross the remaining rainbow. It seems that it is an ordinary color, the shades are determined by his ice and snow.
"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (Mei Zi) Cao Xueqin
White plum blossoms are lazily compared to red plum blossoms. A frozen face is covered with traces of blood, and a sad heart without hatred is turned into ashes.
Accidentally swallowed the elixir to move the real bone, and stole the Yaochi to remove the old fetus. The spring in the north and south of the Yangtze River is brilliant, and the bees and butterflies are full of doubts and guesses.
"Dream of Red Mansions" Ode to Red Plum Blossoms (huazi) Cao Xueqin
The branches are sparse and the flowers are bright, and the children are luxurious in spring makeup. There is no remaining snow on the curved sill of the leisure hall, and there are sunset clouds on the empty mountains with running water.
Youmeng Leng follows the red sleeve flute, and the fragrance of immortals spreads across the Jiang River. The predecessor must be of Yaotai species, so there is no doubt about the difference in appearance.
On a cold night, guests come to drink tea and wine, and the soup in the bamboo stove begins to boil and turns red. As usual, the first month of the month is different, but there are plum blossoms.
Mei (Wang Qi)
The bamboo fenced thatched cottage is content to be free from the slightest dust intrusion. Just because he misunderstood Lin Hejing, the poet has been talking about it to this day.
First encounter with plum blossoms written by Lu
The ground north of the Yangtze River is not as warm as the south, while the south of the Yangtze River is easy to break the heart of people from the north. Rouge peach cheek pear pollen, *** as a winter plum makeup.
Second rhyme Zhongyu Early Plum Huang Tingjian
The cold fragrance is folded and the essence is not revealed. There are two or three small bamboo sticks leaning against the sun. The deep care and protection of Luo Wei's green leaves has been learned by the Traveling Bee Saint.
November Back Garden Flowers in Bloom Part 2 Cai Xiang
The sun is warm and fragrant, and they have been in full bloom for thousands of times. How can the spring breeze be so sentimental? It goes and comes again with the flowers.
Mo Mei Zhang Zhen
The village on the mountainside, in the deep valley and on the waterside, was once devastated by the sparse flowers. I still hate the meaningless east wind, which blows misty rain and darkens the dusk.
Bu Suanzi. Ode to Plum Blossoms by Lu You, Song Dynasty
Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, it is lonely and ownerless.
It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.
I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I will let everyone be jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
Tao Yuanming's "Orchid"
The orchid grows in the vestibule, filled with smoke and waiting for the breeze.
The breeze came suddenly, and I saw Xiao Aizhong farewell.
If you lose your way, you may be able to pass by another road.
When you wake up and remember it, you will lose all the birds.
Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs"
The green leaves are green and the flowers are green.
Autumn orchids are green, with green leaves and purple stems.
I have nine acres of orchids and a hundred acres of cypress trees.
"Li Sao"
Hujiang Li and Pi Zhixi, Ren Qiulan thought they admired...
When the time is warm, they will give up, and the knot The orchid is lingering...
The household wears Ai Yiying and wants to come, saying that the orchid is not admired...
The orchid changes but does not change. The fragrance is coming, and the grasshoppers turn into grass...
Zhang Heng's "Resentment"
The autumn orchid of Yiyi is planted in the middle.
Some are fragrant and fragrant, and some are yellow and fragrant.
Although it is said to be deep, it is extremely beautiful.
My son is far away, how can I do my best?
Shi Wu's "Ode to the Orchid"
The blue color combines with the spring light, and the atmosphere covers all the fragrance.
When you cross the doorstep, the leaves are exposed, and you can find the fragrance along the trail.
The Wan is quiet and the wind is blowing, and the autumn rain in the pavilion is long.
Lingjun once picked them and wore them with lotus clothes.
Li Deyu's "Anther Column" (anthers continue in four seasons and can often be left to play with)
The cymbidiums are green in spring, and the orchids are redder in autumn.
The four seasons are full of beauty, and the three paths are full of fragrant bushes.
The beautiful color is washed by the clear dew, and the bright light shakes the favorable wind.
The king and his grandson are unknown, but who will be rewarded?
"Orchid" by Tang Yanqian (two poems)
The breeze shakes the green ring, and the cool dew drops on the green jade.
The beauty is not alone, the fragrance is gentle and the valley is empty.
Xie Ting is full of fragrant grass, and Chu Wan is full of green sand.
When Yu Yan suddenly meets, what will happen to Sui Yan?
Huang Tao's "Fragrant Grass"
There are many fragrant grasses in the country, and they grow from spring every year.
After Qu Ping's death, he will suffer even more hardships and never return to his family.
Zhang Youzheng's "Spring Grass Condensation"
The color of the grass is green and fragrant, and it contains the dew of youth.
Already relying on Yang and longevity, it is still gradually moisturizing and frequent.
The sun is about to fade away, but the grace is ready to grow.
The leaves of the cymbidium droop more heavily, and the orchid bushes are washed and turned into new ones.
The journey is about to take a long road with melancholy, and I am afraid of being wet when I want to pick it up.
I love the pond alone, and Tsinghua University attacks people from far away.
Cui Tu's "Youlan"
Everyone can know Youzhi, but Zhenfang only keeps it secretly.
Since there is no gentleman to wear it, the country’s fragrance has not declined.
The white dew stains the youth early in the morning, and the youth comes late every time.
I don’t know what Fangfu wants to do when there is grass on the road.
Han Xie's "Odd Questions"
When the time comes, make progress lightly and solidly, and practice loyalty and trust in the sky.
Xiao Ai turned fat and thin, maybe the sky is jealous of Xinxiang.
Sun Gu's "Clear Dew Covered by Gao Orchid"
The leaves of Gao Orchid are luxuriant in Jiu Gao, and the dew of Huaqing is in August.
Slightly combined with Qiu Yin, it will also merge with the color of dawn.
There are thin shadows in the sky, and it is dimly lit by the water.
The gravel is filled with tranquility and excitement, and is full of distant feelings.
The people in Xifang did not pick it up, but they were surprised when the crane first fell.
Hui is born out of emotion, and my heart is like sunflower.
Zhao Yuanshu's "Song of Hearing Yang Jiong's Orchid"
In the past, I heard the orchid leaves according to the dragon picture, and returned to the orchid forest to attract the phoenix chicks.
The red stems are gone and the purple stems are resting, the dew is gone and the frost is coming, the green leaves are withering.
Guan Xiu's "Wall of the Scholar's House"
There was an old man who was proud of Yao's day, and his skin turned white and red.
My wife also studies and grows orchids east of Qingxi River.
The white clouds have strange colors, and the purple osmanthus contains the sky wind.
That should welcome the crane's book, and be willing to envy Donghong.
"Autumn Hope to the King"
Quietly walking along the red orchid path, looking at the time from the high altitude.
It is hard to ask for words for no reason, and the wind will blow forever.
The big moon is on the peaks and corners, and the remaining clouds are on the branches.
Only in response to Liu Yue's words, the clear roar is just right.
Li Shimin's "Fragrant Orchid"
Chunhui blooms in the asters, and the beautiful orchid field blooms.
The reflection in the courtyard is light-colored, and the dew is floating on it.
The sun shines with varying shadows, and the wind spreads light and heavy fragrance.
It will be necessary for a gentleman to fold it, and Perry will make it fragrant.
"The Mist in the Flower Garden"
The orchid atmosphere has filled the palace, and the new stamens are half-dressed.
The color contains light and heavy fog, and the fragrance attracts the wind.
The trees are thick and blue, and the flowers are thin and red.
It is still raining, as if it is far away in the sky.
Shangguanyi's "Poetry of Fake Orchids"
Although the sun and moon do not shine, the fragrance must be abundant.
There is resentment in a quiet place, and there is no way to chase the distant wind.
Li Qiao's "Lan"
The empty room is searched again, and the gold is broken after forgetting the words.
The British and Chinese wines are as beautiful as the wine of the king of Chu.
The wide hall is lightly fragrant, and the high platform is far away.
Hefen should promote beauty, who is willing to visit Shanyin?
Wang Bo's "Chunlan"
The path of orchid leaves in the mountains, the peach garden outside the city.
Knowing that people and things are quiet, you don’t notice the noise of birds.
"Feelings" by Chen Zi'ang
If the orchid is born in spring and summer, the qianwei is so green.
The forest is lonely and empty, with red rhizome sprouting purple stems.
It is day and night, and the autumn wind is blowing.
As the years pass by, what will happen to the beauty?
Zhang Jiuling "In the garden, all the seasonal vegetables are hoeed, only the autumn orchids are counted, and they ignore others. Although one thing is full of sorrow, I wrote two chapters"
Chang Hao has grown up. The garden sunflower also faces the sun.
The orchids are alone but not occasionally, and the dew festival gradually loses its fragrance.
The purpose of different cyanine is to store sugar, but sugar cane has pulp.
If there are many people and we are full, who will cherish the fragrance?
Fortunately, without hoeing, the solitary seedlings keep their roots.
If you have no intention of envying your purpose, why would you want to be near a famous garden?
If you are rewarded, you would rather be admired, and if you want to make a living, don’t block the door.
The fragrance of the quiet forest lies in the meaning, not the judgment of right and wrong.
"Ode to the Orchid"
The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn.
Happy for this business, it’s a festive season.
Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there.
The grass and trees have their own intention, so why ask for beauty?
Li Bai's "Lone Orchid"
A lonely orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.
Although the sun shines brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness.
The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.
If there is no breeze blowing, for whom will the fragrance come?
"One of Three Poems for Friends"
Lansheng is not a householder, especially Xiantingcao.
Having been bullied by frost and dew, Hongrong has grown old.
The branches of Yaohua are grafted together, and the roots of the king's pond are formed.
Gu Wuxin is fragrant and beautiful, and the breeze is blowing.
The lingering fragrance is admirable, and it will accompany you throughout your life.
"Presented to Nanling Zanfu at Wusong Mountain"
For grass, it is like orchid, and for wood, it is like pine.
The fragrance of orchids in autumn is far away in the wind, but the cold pine trees do not change their appearance...
Helan Jinming's "Ancient Meaning"
Chonglan grows at the bottom of the stream, and the fragrance Full of secluded woods.
Who is of the same mind who wants to give as a gift?
At dusk, I embrace myself, wandering and thinking deeply.
Weaving miscellaneous pendants generously and playing Qiu Zhongqin.
Mo Rong's "Mountain Monk's Painting of Orchids and Bamboo"
Occasionally, it is extremely exciting, and the unique pen of the mountain monk is the most skillful.
The green path is long and Yuan Hu is there, and the purple garden is empty in the late autumn.
Lihua’s shadow reflects the moon in the Xiangjiang River, and the fragrant fragrance of the left pendant brings forth the wind of Luopu.
If you want to make an alliance in the cold winter, you will not leave, and you will forget your chance to draw a picture.
Han Yu's "Yi Lan Cao" (1: You Lan Cao, Confucius wrote it at the wrong time)
The orchid is Yi Yi, and its fragrance is spread.
If you wear it without picking it up, it will hurt Yu Lan.
Today’s spin is so natural.
I travel in all directions, spending days and years.
Snow-shuangmaomao, buckwheat is luxuriant.
If you are not hurt, I will not look down upon you.
The luxuriance of buckwheat is the abundance of buckwheat.
A gentleman’s injury must be protected by a gentleman.
Liu Yuxi "Let Gu Xianggong see the newly planted cymbidium and two herbs and order them to be made together"
The grass in front of the imperial court was moved to the Han River.
Although Zhumen has changed its location, there is still shade left in the Yushu.
The bright colors are still shining, and the fragrance is never found again.
The brilliance of a child's wear, the softness of a beautiful heart.
I cherish the evening with far-sighted thoughts, and enjoy the quiet sky singing alone.
He who sends a message to a close friend will play the harp in the wind.
Bai Juyi's "Ask a Friend"
If you plant orchids instead of wormwood, the orchids will also grow wormwood.
The roots and sea are long and intertwined, and the stems and leaves are attached to each other.
The fragrant stems and smelly leaves grow day and night.
Hoeing moxa may damage orchids, while watering orchids may breed moxa.
The orchids could not be irrigated, and the moxa could not be removed.
I hesitated and asked you how it would be.
Yuan Zhen's "Spring Farewell"
The fragrance is still lingering, but the flowers are gone.
The autumn period of Hehan is far away, and the road to Guanshan is difficult.
The cloud screen leaves pink catkins, and the wind attracts fragrant orchids.
The broken heart returns to Wen Jin, and Chun Shen watches it alone.
Song Dynasty
Fan Chengda's "Ciyun Wenbo Plants Orchids"
Lingjun fell into the cold and picked orchids.
Jiu Wan does not leave any guests, and Gao Qiu looks back.
The rugged road is full of thorns, and the willows grow on the elbows of sadness.
Those who follow this charm will always be friends with poverty and sorrow.
It’s not as far away as Tangzi, love is just poetry and wine.
But knowing the fragrance of patriotism is nothing else.
Cultivation is covered with moss to protect it from dirt.
I also met Gu Fang, who was sitting on the right side of the table.
Look deep under the forest, and there are weeds and weeds buried there.
Zhu Xi's "The Autumn Orchid Has Gone and Returned to Ancient Learning by Its Roots"
In autumn, the grass is dark, lonely and cold with dew.
Lang Gao was so haggard that his filth could not be cured.
There is nothing left to think about.
I would like to say that I will support my solitary roots and live for a long time.
"Yong Hui"
Today's flowers have ancient names, and their beauty and fragrance are even better.
If you forget what you want to say, you will grow old if you make up the dust.
"Lan Jian"
The light and wind are floating in the blue stream, and the orchids are shining brightly.
No one picks it up at this age, but Hanxun only knows it himself.
"Orchid"
Last year, Mongolian Xuegu Fenhui orchids were admired. After resting, they returned to the original garden with their roots clustered. However, Xuegu had a promise for this year. When I heard that the flowers were blooming, I often wrote poems to find out the previous appointment.
Autumn orchid brings the first fragrance, full of fragrance.
Imagining the empty space, my heart is desolate.
The evening wind brings distant thoughts, and the morning dew sprinkles the forest.
I remember that my solitary roots are there, and I have to find them again in my quiet period.
"Orchid"
I planted four or five autumn orchid stems. The sparse curtain under the curtain is too emotional.
Maybe there is no cool breeze plan to protect the fragrance until the late Qing Dynasty.
Liu Kezhuang's "Ode to the Orchid"
Xiao Ai has his own intentions in prosperity and decline, but he hides his desire to ridicule.
There is no support for the nostrils in the world, and I read the Songs of Chu by the window.
"Orchid" (two poems)
The deep forest embraces the tranquility without saying a word, relying on the breeze to send distant fragrance.
Why not stick to the moss when it opens, but refuse to fall in love with the golden vase when it is closed.
Aloof, you can move the scroll of poetry into a sleeping screen.
Don’t laugh at the fact that there are no good children in the family, and a few branches are reflected in the courtyard.
Two pots of old flowers were moved in, one with carved lanterns and the other with moss.
My humble support makes the leaves thin, but you can regulate and make the flowers bloom.
The servants picked beetles and patrolled thousands of times, while the young children watered the spring and walked several times.
I also want to imitate the small nursery, but the land will eventually become barren and it will cost money to cultivate.
"Yong Orchid" by Zhao Yifu
One flower gives rise to several cases of light, which is as good as Yi Yi's high morale.
Autumn wind test and Pingzhang see why the forest is fragrant at that time.
Wang Bai's "Lan"
Having long received tribute from woodcutter, Chunlan visited the old alliance.
Xie Ting praises valuable things, and Chu Ze picks up the famous ones.
The green jade cuts the shadow, and the red sandalwood contains the dew.
Xi Nu cultivates and protects skill, and the moss is full of energy.
Fang Yue's "Buying Orchids"
Several people have known Li Sao's side and said that orchids bloom in vain.
But it was the woodcutter who had nostrils and carried him into the city.
"Ti Lan" by Zhao Mengjian
In June, the Hengxiang Office is steaming, and the fragrance is clear with a spray of ice.
It was once transplanted to western Zhejiang and planted, and only one or two stems were produced at one year old.
Shi Daoqian's "Yin Orchid"
There are fragrant bushes in the moon cave on the Yinya cliff, and the whole house comes back and praises everything.
The sweeping path is covered with moss, and the purple stems and green leaves create a strange appearance.
The sparse curtains are warm and the sun is thin, and you know that you are full of fragrance.
"Spring Day" by True Mountain Folk
How old it is now, I want to ask the wandering oriole.
The shadows of the flowers cannot be swept away, and the grass roots grow again.
The mind is at ease and all delusions are gone, and the body is lightened by all the fate.
The spring breeze is good, and the orchid refuses to fight.
Zheng Sixiao's "Molan"
Zhong Deqi is clear and the spirit wants to shine on people.
Embrace the fragrance and cherish the past, love the country and recall the past.
The sky is slightly open, and the clear light is faintly spring.
Desolation is like resentment, and there are survivors today.
Zhang Yong "Xiao Lan"
Among the Xiao Fanglan plants, Xiao Shenglan also died.
The autumn wind came that day, and Xiao Lan was defeated together.
Since ancient times, the sages have been concerned about the well-being of the people.
I no longer dream of Duke Zhou, I am alone and generous in the middle of the night.
Ding said "Lan"
He admired the Nanyizi, who was his fan of Shu Lang.
Wodan is full of color, and the scenery is blue and green.
It has been worn by poets many times, and the fragrance of Zheng Guo is always in the air.
Why look for Jiu Wan? Ten steps will bring you fragrance.
Mei Yaochen's "Lan"
Chu Zeduolan people did not argue, but compared it with the fragrance.
There is no difference between Xiao Mao and Du Ruo, but they can only take the beauty of their fragrant and fragrant clothes.
Wen Yanbo's "Orchid"
Yan Yan's dream soul is only seen, and Xie's family is originally large.
It’s better to bring the green leaves to the fragrant ears, and don’t borrow the fragrance from the lotus.
I have escaped from the world and been admired by poets, and returned to the Ying people's songs around the beams.
Although Jiuwan can bring fragrance to the country, there is nothing to be done in the three autumns.
Wang Anshi's "Zhu Chao's Proposal to Move the Law of Yunlan"
Youlan has a good atmosphere and has been in the mountains for thousands of years.
If you don’t leave Alanruo, how can you encounter Gandharva?
"Chunlan" by Yang Jie
Chunlan is like a beautiful woman who does not shy away from picking and offering it to herself.
Whenever you smell the fragrance of wind and dew, you can't see the deep wormwood.
"Hui Hua"
The Huibenlan clan still smells the same.
Once a narcissus pendant, I met Chu Ci.
Wang Ling's "Vegetable Orchids"
In the cold vegetable garden at dawn, there are fragrant orchids deep in the wild forest.
There are no sages in the world who wear carvings to wear, but there are still ghosts who take meals every day.
Su Shi's "Inscribed on Chunlan by Yang Cigong"
Chunlan is like a beautiful woman, who does not shy away from collecting it and offers it to herself.
Whenever you smell the fragrance of wind and dew, you can't see the deep wormwood.
The painting is realistic and vivid, and I want to complement the story of Li Sao.
He is like Lingjun, and he dare not wear his crown.
The first four sentences are Yang Jie's poems.
Su Zhe's "Second Rhyme Answering People in the Orchid"
The quiet flowers are so stubborn that they shy away from the spring, and the orchid is full of fragrance.
Every inch of love must be protected by itself, and a hundred feet of tall pine will pay for it.
"Secret Orchid" (two poems)
The peach blossoms on the plum path are opening one after another, and the fragrance of the rice is coming.
The spring breeze is as skillful as the autumn breeze, urging the orchids to bloom and the plum blossoms to fall.
Treasure a branch of orchid, and the fragrance is lingering.
You must want to compare the fragrance with others, so you compete with other fragrances.
"Growing Orchids"
No one knows where the orchids grow in the deep valley, and the visitors who plant them in Dongxuan leave me the fragrance.
I know that there is a clear fragrance that can relieve filth, and the thin leaves next to it are cleverly covered with frost.
The roots are dense and the rocks are fragrant in autumn in the early morning, and the bushes are leaning against the trees and it is cool at noon.
When I wanted to send Miwu to the hall, I saw the Ci Zhang of Chu before my eyes.
Hui Hong's "Early Spring"
Spring is still shallow in the mountains, and the scenery is beautiful and smoky.
The grass in the stream is green and the rock flowers are fragrant.
The floating roots are fighting for attachment, and the thin leaves are negotiating.
Fortunately, there is no one on the Orchid Path, but it is also beautiful.
Zhu Shuzhen's "Qilan"
The fragrance is different from the chemical industry, and the reds and purples are all over the place.
Cherish old friends and cultivate them deeply, and the true fragrance can only be sent to the court.
Yang Wanli's "Ying Orchid"
The leaves are bright and green, with red spots and light fragrance.
The fragrance secrets itself in the air, and the wind secretly secretes the fragrance.
"Orchid"
Light green flowers bloom on the snowy path, and small red buds sprout from the ice roots.
Born without peaches and plums in the spring breeze, his name is in the family of a scholar in the mountains and forests.
The government takes the national fragrance to the market, and does not tolerate the frosty old clouds.
Jiang Lipu and Hui are not my couple, so I will pay the poet a different salary.
"Orchid" by Wang Guxiang
The green leaves turn to the light wind, and the purple flowers are full of fragrance.
If you don’t serve as a hoe, you will root in the empty valley.
Wen Jia's "Hui"
The breeze comes from the east, and the fragrance suddenly leaves from the west.
If you want to express your thoughts, where are your thoughts?
"Orchid"
The orchids are emitting strange fragrance, with profound grace and far-reaching fragrance.
Like a pure ancient gentleman, his high reputation cannot be hidden behind closed doors.
Xu Wei's "Molan"
It is always spring when you are drunk and awake, and the branches of flowers are decorated with spirit.
Since I painted Xianglan, I have no time to discuss it with others.
"Orchid"
The old Yuewang orchid in Orchid Pavilion was spread all over the world.
Recently, the wild incense has been in abundance, and a basket is not worth five cents.
"Writing Lan and a certain son" (Xianhua's title)
Xianhua studied Du's poetry, and his words are clumsy and ancient.
For example, when I write about orchids and bamboos, there is no beauty but pure bitterness.
"Orchid Valley Song"
Goujian must choose a place to plant orchids, and Lanzhu is the right place now.
Thousands of years have passed since Yonghe happened. Youjun Mozao The stream repairs evil.
My Yue orchid genealogy is like this. I only came to Jishan this spring.
The orchid leaves are hanging with purple clouds.
I recently heard that in Huangzhou of the Chu State, there are majestic mountains and endless valleys leading to golden oxen.
The green vitality cannot be secreted, and a man calls out the celestial sphere with a loud voice.
My disciple came back and told me that it was Mr. Liu who called Yanzhe,
There is nothing in the world, and the orchids in the valley are full of louvers.
Sometimes a few cases are illuminated by the jade light, and the town night is in charge of the pistil light.
In ancient times, Chu and Yue were connected to the border, and they did not wait for the wind to blow the fragrance of the two countries.
"Orchid"
Don't be surprised that spring does not belong to Nong, one fragrance can already overwhelm a thousand reds.
The general ordered to take off the sleeves of Han Niang, and not to behave like a musk in the world.
Jing Pianpian's "Purple Orchid"
Jasper jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade, which was famous as a national fragrance in those days.
In front of the wind, there are many secluded people's clothes, and the spring of Lipu has not yet been sent.
Chen Jiru's "Wang Chuyu Paints Orchids"
In recent years, the valley has been half frosty and the wind has left a lingering fragrance scattered among the grass.
I'm just afraid that the woodcutter will be mixed up with the orchids, and the beauty will be collected in the bundle of salary.
"Orchid and Bamboo" by Li Rihua
When it rains and clears in April in the south of the Yangtze River, orchids spit out fragrant bamboo to make a pose.
When butterflies don’t come, yellow birds sleep, and the wind blows away filaments from the small window.
"Orchid"
The swallow mud is about to become wet and fragrant, and Chu Wan is busy fighting with butterflies.
How can the master fall into a deep dream and wear new makeup?
Li Zhaoheng's "Under the Bamboo Orchid"
The emerald weavings are dense with green smoke, and the fragrance of lipstick beads is dripping.
The luan dances in the fairy cave and does not fight with the world. Just now
Countless spring bamboo shoots fill the forest with flowers, the firewood gate is tightly blocked to block the pedestrians, the meeting must be seen as bamboos, and the guests will never come out to greet them
Su Shi's "Green Bamboo Junn"
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Zheng Banqiao
Stand firmly on the green hills and not relax, the roots are in the broken ground In the rock, it is still strong despite being struck by the wind from the southeast and northwest
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Xu Wei's "Wind Bamboo"
The origin of bamboo's strength lacks Xiangtong, so even though the painter is skillful, it is difficult to work.
Look carefully at the west wind last night, if Langgan is not facing east now.
Wang Mulan's "Bamboo Moon in the Outer Mountains"
When the moon rises in the deep mountains, the beautiful green bamboos will double their appearance.
The clear sky is difficult to deal with, but the cold blue sky can be cured by customs.
Gong Xing's "Snow Bamboo Mountain House"
This gentleman's moral integrity is so cold that he is even more attractive in the ice and snow.
The curtains are gold and trivial, and the ring is heard. Move the jade railing.
I only suspected that the Qiong tree was turned over in Xuanpu, but I was surprised by the dancing Su Luan in Yaotai.
How long can a hundred battles reach me? A pendulum in the depths of ten thousand poles.
Xuan Xuzi's "Ode to Bamboo"
There are not many kinds of crows in Hanyan, only Langgan has passed the age.
Being upright and honest is the right thing to do, and being open-minded is suitable for a Taoist life.
The wind is rustling but not cold, and the clear rain is even better.
Who is not a real gentleman, but a Taoist family in Xiandong.
Wen Zhengming's "Bamboo"
Separate the green jade branches, and the rest of the business is eliminated after the rain.
Lingxiao has spread its sparse leaves, protecting the powder and talking about the short fence of the camp.
It is really drunk to be willing to believe in the transfer, and it is not impossible to heal without worrying about the vulgarity.
This is the night in the world where people often sit in front of each other, and the cold moon is more suitable for empty windows
Tao Yuanming's "Drinking" Part 5
The house is in a human environment, and there are no cars Horse noise. I ask you, what can you do? The mind is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
He Guo Zhubu
Jin·Tao Yuanming
It is spring in Heze on Wednesday, and it is a cool autumn festival.
The dew is condensed and there is no atmosphere, the sky is high and the scenery is clear.
The mausoleum and towering peaks are amazing when viewed from a distance.
Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks.
With such a pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang.
I hold my cup in my mouth in memory of the secluded person, and I will cherish you for thousands of years.
If the quality is not improved, I will be tired of the good moon
The autumn chrysanthemums have beautiful colors, and the dew on their clothes reveals their beauty.
I forget my worries and my worldly feelings are far away from me.
Although the cup is taken alone, the cup will be exhausted and the pot will tip over.
The sun is moving among the flocks, and the returning birds are singing in the forest.
Xiao Ao Dongxuan, chatting about regaining this life.
There are many short-term meanings in this world, but this person is happy for a long time.
The sun and the moon arrive according to the chen, and the common people love its name.
The dew blows with the wind, the air is clear and the sky is bright.
There are no traces of the passing geese, but there are lingering sounds of the approaching geese.
Wine can dispel all kinds of worries, and chrysanthemum can relieve aging.
How can a man from Peng Lu watch his fortune in vain