The short poem describing plants is as follows:
1. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
2. Orchid leaves are lush in spring, and Osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn. Enjoy this business, it will be a festive season for you. Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there. Plants and trees have their own intentions, so why ask for beauty!
3. The rain has passed over the idle fields, and the fallen leaves are red. When I think about spring, I believe there is an autumn breeze. The water flows in several places, and the dusk sky is chaotic by the river. You should only be independent and self-reliant, and not be the same as the king.
4. Silk rain from willows and willows. Spring is in the dark. Lou'er is too small to hide her sorrow. I flew with the clouds several times to find my boat. God has pity on Hakka's hometown, which is far away. Borrow and spend time with flowers. Begonia is red and close to the green stem. Just rolled up the red curtain, but the evening wind is cold.
5. The ferry is full of wild scenery. I wonder if I can find a solution to my worries? The green water flows away from the pavilion, and the setting sun passes over other islands in the distance. The moon is reflected in the wilderness in the Jingu Garden, and the green autumn is under the stone city. Pedestrians look at the king and grandson with regret and buy out the golden hairpin and twelve sorrows.
6. Romance does not focus on flowers. Passion controls smoke and rain. Chic and long in green clothes. Feeling cold all over my body. The paper is relaxed and rolled. It's like asking for a poem. Don't rely on small things. The moon is bright and the night is cold.
7. Reminiscing under the fragrant trees of the three mountains, how many times the charm has been forgotten. The color is golden, the flowers are in bloom, and the taste is like ripe oranges. As expensive as lychees. I heard that there are more than four elders in Shangshan, and they brew their own autumn fermented grains in oranges. Try to call famous products and recommend them carefully. There are many fragrant internal organs, but the cup of sage is partial.