Orchids grow on the top of rocks, and their fragrance floats among rocks, emitting beautiful flowers in prominent rocks and cracks between rocks.
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.
Vernacular:
Orchids grow on the top of the rock and are full of fragrance. Among the prominent rocks and cracks, exotic flowers and herbs are rich and fragrant. It's not that there is no sound of floating clouds rolling under your feet, but that orchids don't want to pay attention, don't know when they will come, and will not stay if they leave.
Second, Song Dynasty: Cao Group's "Bufulan"
The pine and bamboo are cold, and the mountains and rivers are late.
No one is lonely in the secluded path, so whoever complains about it.
Like * * * plum blossom language. There are still lovers.
You mean to smell it, you refuse to smell it, but it doesn't mean to smell it.
Vernacular:
In the evening of spring, the pine and bamboo in the mountains are shrouded in a chill; Quiet roadside, orchids open alone, no one appreciates, who can tell its resentment?
It seems that only plum blossoms can speak * * * in this tender orchid, but in the lonely mountain, there may be people who are interested in exploring incense! When I came to smell the fragrance of orchids, the flowers were not fragrant; Only inadvertently can you smell the flowers.
Third, the Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde's "Diancrimson Lips and Singing the Orchid"
There is a different kind of fragrance, and there is no place to wash it. Ling Bo is going to live for the east wind.
Tessa Xiao Shu, fighting for autumn. Also stay, Leng Xiang half wisp, Xiangjiang rain first.
Vernacular: Cymbidium hybridum exudes an unusual fragrance, simple and elegant, without a trace of glitz. Its swaying posture in the autumn wind is like the gentleness and elegance of Ling Boxian. Its leaves are so sparse, how can it stand the cold autumn? So I left half a wisp of fragrance in the painting, and this picture of Zhang Jianyang's cymbidium is the first in the painting.
Fourth, the Han Dynasty: Anonymous "Ran Ran Solitary Bamboo"
I am a self-evident, pure and pure orchid, which is in bud and ready to be presented to you.
I'm afraid to collect when you don't come back, and the autumn rain will wither like autumn grass in the wind.
Vernacular: Simple and innocent cymbidium is waiting to be released. I hope you can pick it early.
I'm afraid that if I don't come back after the season, the autumn wind will wither like autumn grass
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Song Dynasty: Su Shi's Huanxisha
Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.
Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free. It rained at dusk.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
Vernacular:
The bluegrass by the stream at the foot of the mountain just sprouted and soaked in the stream. After the spring rain, the sandy path between pine trees is clean and mud-free. It is dusk, and the cuckoo in the pine forest is singing in the drizzle.
Who says that old people will never return to their youth? Look, the running water in front of that door can still flow west! Therefore, don't lament the passage of time when you are old.