Yuefu said that when Confucius saw the orchids in the valley, he couldn't help but sigh that "orchids should be the fragrance of kings, but now only orchids and grass blend together", so he made "Lan Yi Fu". Kong Yu applied the characteristics of orchids to the world: "Being with good people is like a room in one's garden."
Qu Yuan planted orchids, cultivated orchids, and compared with orchids. His poem Lisao mentioned orchids many times and spread widely, making "orchids" synonymous with gentlemen and beautiful women, thus becoming a cultural symbol.
Tao Yuanming loves orchids, abandoned his official position to collect chrysanthemums and raise orchids, and wrote a poem about orchids: "Orchids grow in the vestibule, which is fumigated by the breeze. See you later."
Su Shi, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, loves orchids. His poems about orchids are unique: "Chunlan is like a beauty, and I am not ashamed to offer it." Smell the wind and smell the fragrance, but not the canopy. " The poet compares orchids to beauty and exudes fragrance.
Zheng Banqiao, a poet and painter in Qing Dynasty, was a famous blue fool. In his article "Planting Orchids", he said that he planted more than 10 pots of orchids and transplanted them between Taihu Stone and Huangshi, where it was cool and dry, avoiding direct sunlight. The next year, he opened more than 10, and the fragrance floated far away. He wrote a poem for these orchids: "bluegrass is grass in the mountains, and this flower is planted in the mountains." The world has planted pots of angels, so it is better to stay with the haze. "
Zheng Banqiao also claimed: "A 73-year-old man painted orchids for 50 years, so that he would never wither in a thunderstorm." There are seventy or eighty poems of orchids, and there should be so many paintings of orchids. The orchids he painted were famous for a while, and his orchid poems were also widely known, such as "Seeing orchids on the cliffs in the mountains, and bamboo shadows rustling in the cold." You have to take off a piece of black gauze a long time ago so that you can lie on the pillow. "
Zheng Banqiao returned to his hometown in his later years and raised orchids at home. One night, a thief came. He is still awake. He thought about it and recited a poem: "It's raining late at night, and the gentleman on the beam enters our door. There are thousands of poems in the belly, and there is no gold and silver at the bedside. " Hearing this, the thief knew that he was hinting at himself and quickly slipped away. At this time, Zheng Banqiao reminded him: "Don't damage the orchid pot", so the thief carefully dodged and ran away.
Confucius chanted orchids, Qu Yuan Lanpei, Gou Jian planted orchids and Lu Xun picked orchids. It seems that people in China have been writing their love stories with orchids. Literati and poets of all previous dynasties all expressed their love for orchids in their own unique ways, and piled up all gorgeous words and stunning colors in the bustling splendor.