Orchid poem 1. Poetic Features of Zhang Yu's Ode to Orchids
The poetry of Zhang Yu's Orchid Poems is that the petals of orchids are white and yellow, plain and beautiful, but no one appreciates them, but they exude a delicate fragrance and are modest, which is a metaphor for a modest gentleman. They don't ask much of society, but they can contribute a lot. This poem was written by Zhang Yu, a scholar at the end of Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of Ming Dynasty, focusing on two characteristics of orchids: color and fragrance. The original poem is as follows:
Can be white or yellow, no one is fragrant.
A small heart can hold a lot of incense.
The vernacular means that orchids can be white or yellow, and no one pays attention to her fragrance. Its heart is not big, but it has a lot of fragrance.
Extended data
The author of this poem, Zhang Yu (1333 to 1385), is from Xunyang (now Jiujiang, Jiangxi) and lives in Huzhou (now Huzhou, Zhejiang). Zhang Yu was smart and diligent all his life, and made many achievements in poetry, calligraphy and painting. Zhang Yu's poetry collection includes "Quiet Residence Collection" and 107 poems with pictures.
Zhang Yu's Ode to Orchids is actually a portrayal of his life. "It can be white or yellow." Although it looks like an orchid, it also tells me that his life is bumpy, flexible, poor and rich. "No one is fragrant" is not only the spirit of praising orchids, but also the imagination of book poets. Changyu is melancholy, willing to be lonely, and doesn't want Wen Da.
The last two sentences quote Yang Wanli's Mu Xi in Ninglutang, "It seems that it can be bigger, so how can it get a lot of incense?" Zhang Yu's poems are poetic, more accurate, sophisticated and vivid. Writing the unique character of orchids and the interest of literati with quiet, pure and lasting fragrance is also a good sentence in object-chanting poems.
2. Complete works of beautiful poems describing orchids
1, "Antique Its Thirty-eight Orchid Gardens" Tang Libai
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 fragrance?
Lonely orchids grow in a deep garden, and all kinds of weeds cover it together. Although the sunshine in spring once took care of it, the moon in autumn immediately rose to the sky, making it sad again. Autumn frost, rain and snow whipped the green leaves and safflower, and Lan's life may be coming to an end! If there is no breeze blowing, for whom can orchids be fragrant?
2, "Planting Orchids" Su Songzhe
Lansheng Valley is unknown, and I am a guest.
Knowing that pure fragrance can relieve filth, I am more sympathetic to the delicate leaf cream.
Chou Xiang grass with dense roots and shrubs in the afternoon.
For the * * * Hall in Wu Hong, please refer to Chu Ci Zhang at present.
Orchids grow in the valley and no one appreciates 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.
3. Stone, named Yang Cigong Chunlan
Chunlan, like a beauty, dedicates herself without shame.
Smell the wind and smell the fragrance, but not Peng Ai.
Dan Qing's portrait color wants to make up for the biography of Li Sao.
Like an elf, the crown dare not swallow.
Chunlan looks like a beauty. They don't need to be picked, so their shy appearance is actively displayed to people. Even if you can no longer see the covered Chunlan, you can still smell the refreshing fragrance from time to time with the breeze.
Yang Cigong's "The Picture of Chunlan" faithfully depicts Chunlan with a wonderful pen, reaching the point where it can complement Li Sao and be worthy of Qu Yuan. Facing this Chunlan is like facing Ling Jun, which makes people afraid to wear it on their heads and desecrate him.
4, "Yong Lan" in Cha Xiao.
A residual stalk can be envied, and a room is fragrant.
Flowers are not competitive, including Xiuwei frosts.
It can be worn with orchids with broken stems and leaves, and naturally emits fragrance in the room, but its blooming does not compete with other flowers to pull out branches, which contains beautiful aesthetic feeling and withers in the slight frost.
5, "Drinking in the Front Yard" Tao Jin Yuanming
Orchids are born in the vestibule, containing breeze.
The breeze is blowing against the wind, and the weeds are fragrant.
Go on, lose my old way, conform to nature or Per.
Now that you are awake to go, be careful that the bird abandons the bow.
Orchids in quiet places grow in the yard, with rich fragrance waiting for the arrival of the breeze. When the breeze blows gently, orchids give off bursts of fragrance, which can be immediately distinguished from weeds such as Xiao Ai.
If you go straight ahead, you will lose the old road, and the road ahead may only be accessible by following the natural road. I realized I should go back. Without birds, a good bow and arrow will lose its use. Metaphor has become a major event, and the hero is useless and can be disposed of.
3. Lan Yongshi
Michelle Ye's Qiu Lan has a plant in front of the temple, which has a 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. 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.
4. Complete collection of poems describing orchids
Orchid poetry
Old custom
Tang Libai
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 fragrance?
Orchid ode
Graceful flowers, long green leaves, it is difficult to hide the fragrance in the valley when the wind comes.
Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it.
Fan Cheng's "Yong Huai"
Orchid is the king's fragrance, and the powder is in the breeze.
Never cave in, never strive for wealth and beauty.
Winter orchids in Cao Yin
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 Jian Lan
The jungle grows in a valley and 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.
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 de LAN Hua
The cloud valley is graceful and restrained, and the fragrance is refined.
The cool wind moves at night, and the beauty asks for it.
5. Poems and ancient poems about orchids
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I love you, Chang Bao.
(Su Song Shi) This is the king's incense, and Tuogen is in the empty valley. Spring blossoms first, and new branches are like a new bath. Living with kindness is like entering Lan Zhi's room. If you don't smell it for a long time, you will melt with it. 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. Orchid bees and butterflies have a way to go, but clouds can't get through. That is, it is difficult to concentrate on the east wind, and the natural fragrance is there. "Hui" is full of fragrant grass, and the green leaves are half hidden. Where the breeze blows, there is a piece of tender jade and nine blue poems. In the ancient Tang Dynasty, Li Bai lived alone in a secluded garden, and all the plants and trees were abandoned. 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? 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. Same as above, crying and exposure are messy, including wind shadow. The layman can understand this, and look at Ye Sheng and flowers. Yong Lanyujuan planted two or three orchids at the same foot with both hands, and the warm wind blew gently 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. Orchids bloom in Liu Bowen, in the empty mountains, but the beauty's love is invisible, which is written in the bright 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. Colorful Ming Lan Changyu is full of green grass, and I miss you and the West. Yingying's leaves are all exposed, as if to crow at people. 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. I love orchids and flowers, and I don't want to flatter Chunyang. The west wind is cold and dew in the deep forest, and no one can smell it. 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. Xie Lan
6. Orchid poetry
The ancient style of orchid poetry Tang Li Bai lived in a quiet orchid garden, and all the grass was abandoned.
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? 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. Same as above, crying and exposure are messy, including wind shadow.
The layman can understand this, and look at Ye Sheng and flowers. 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. Orchids bloom in Liu Bowen, in the empty mountains, but the beauty's love is invisible, which is written in the bright 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.
Colorful Ming Lan Changyu fragrant grass is growing, thinking of you and thinking of the west. Yingying's leaves are all exposed, as if to crow at people.
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.
I love orchids and flowers, and I don't want to flatter Chunyang. The west wind is cold and dew in the deep forest, and no one can smell it.
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.
It is the deep forest species that write the graceful road of Lanna, and it also sprinkles the fragrance of five grains. 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. How can I be happy with gracefu when the Xiangjiang River is in tears?
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.
7. Orchid poems
"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 has a plant in front of the temple, which has a 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.