On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
Ailian said;
Zhao Jixing's "Lan Yunliu in Three Songs"
Get rid of the loneliness of letting a hundred flowers blossom, and natural time has also been controlled.
There is nothing in Pingtang. One branch smells better.
Zhao Jihang used three blue rhymes.
Thank you, Xie, and carry it forward.
Poets don't bother to pay tribute to them, but they are interesting and fragrant.
Zhao Jihang used three blue rhymes.
The grass is gone, the fragrance is gone, and the fragrance is gone.
Luoyang Kong raised his price, and he was ashamed to die with the fragrance of a country.
orchid
The long body has big leaves and shrubs, although the place where it was born stinks.
The whole belt is a stream, and the arrow is slightly red.
Know for a long time, I turned against the main service in Sao Jing.
When Haishan was idle, it was spring when the Eastern Emperor hired him.
orchid
It is said that there is another family in my family, which has moved to Jinjian Bay.
Leaves like a strong man rushing to the crown, flowers with fairy valley.
My peers push plum trees together, and my friends are mostly among the chrysanthemums.
I have also been a good repairman in my life, begging for mountains in Youlan Town.
Song of Orchids-Wang Mai
Seeing the cold spring in the mountain hall, I am very satisfied with my political poems.
It is easy for a beautiful woman to write Xiao Li.
I have to wear a handkerchief, but I just need incense if I can't eat well.
There is light on the chrysanthemum, so treat it as a light fragrance.
Orchid Song-Yang Wanli
Rain protects the weight, and it is early spring in first frost.
Phoebe flicked her fingers and turned purple with laughter.
Wild bamboo and yuan are fucking together, and the official may close at night.
There are no children in the flowers, which is particularly subtle.
Two orchids
In spring, orchid buds are particularly long and don't droop with red leaves.
After the plum blossom dies, you will know who will succeed and you will get fragrant flowers.
Two orchids
Qushui soaked in moss, and the right army moved to sing.
The wind and the people are not what they used to be, and they are fragrant to this day.
Orchid cultivation in Song and Zhao Dynasties
The deep forest is thin and proud, and the teeth are sparse.
Who moved the horn at nine and made up the Leng Yun mark at half time.
Pu Weng thought that leaves were not planted, and Mexicans knew flowers as Chu Wei.
Since then, the countryside has been fragrant, and children and grandchildren have grown everywhere.
Orchid article
The sunshine is warm and the green fragrance is blue.
Hidden posture sends mysterious musk deer, and the flowers coagulate rosewood.
Green radish helps neighbors, and the white mountains and valleys are cold.
Xuansheng is out of tune, and the item is tired for a long time.
Although there is a green nest outside, chastity can finally be finished.
If you don't know the heart of life, you will get a gentleman's view.
Yao Zhi mixed with green, bearing a white jade plate.
Lingfeng Xiao Fang recommended herself and revealed her first night.
At this time, I don't know, and I don't know.
Spring breeze is peaches and apricots. If it decays, it will be beautiful.
I flatter you, praise you and buy songs with my daughter.
Abandon it or not, let the center be safe.
I hope to marry a beautiful woman and forget to eat on game day.
Shang Tang Wen Lan lane
The valley is empty and the garden flowers are fragrant.
The roots are gone, and the grass grows as long as people.
orchid
There are four empty mountains, and orchids are known. Flowers are invisible, and fragrance is beautiful. The jet stream is very dangerous, and sometimes it is covered by crosswinds. I haven't heard for a long time, and the mountain is deep and sorrowful. Grass He Qingqing, vomit a bright morning glow. How close at hand, at arm's length. Sit on the white stone and sigh at the sunset.
Delicate and graceful, lonely and empty. The beauty was taken care of by accident and transplanted into the atrium. There are flowers and trees in the atrium, and red and purple screens. A stem stops a flower, why take the yin line. I miss nine things, too. I am thin and lonely. Cloud window and fog pavilion, no strings. I don't lament that bosom friends are rare, but I hope my voice is ugly.
Orchid poetry
It's admirable to talk with a broken stem. Enter the room and become a fragrance. Flowers do not compete. Contains xiuwei micro cream.
Three Flowers and Three Powers Lan Song —— Yang Wanli
The snowy road steals light blue flowers, and the roots spit little red buds.
There is no spring breeze in life. It is very famous in Chu Shi.