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Complete works of lily's poems

1, seven lanes fairy car. Phoenix falls from the sky. The moon reflected nine small fires. The wind blew the fragrance of lily. Let's have a good laugh. Tears are still stained. Vaguely like a dragon Nuo suddenly looks like Gao Tang. Wordless parting. Hehan is gradually making soup.

2, two clusters of fragrant lilies, one powder Changchun. Laugh at the old turtle house, but don't remember poverty with joy. -Lu You's "North Window Occasionally"

3. There are many kinds of leaves and flowers are the same color. Dew or droop, droop from the wind. -Check out "Lily"

4. Plant Shandan and sprinkle agate plates in front of the hall. -history

I am new here, and there are several plots in the west. Planting hawthorn in autumn is gratifying when there is rain. Shandan is not a beautiful flower, and the old nursery has a profound meaning. Perennial roots can send the best products when they get the soil. It will rise at the beginning of next spring, and the profit will be rotten. -Su Zhe

6, lotus spring scenery, Tuoyang Mountain steep toe, more connected than pods, self-painting. -Wang Cuo's poem "Lily"

7. Spring comes without fragrance, and Shandan leaves the secluded forest at the latest. Flowers are as long as deer onions, and leaves are as deep as peony. -Song Yang Wanli

Fang Lan has traveled all over the forest. Why not plant a Hosta and even beg for two fragrant lilies? The old man is over 70 years old and still looks like a child.

9. Learn to dye the light yellow day lily color, and several branches are fluttering in the wind. It is difficult to feel sorry for yourself and join the WTO, which does not mean that this flower was planted in front of the imperial court.

10, learn to dye light yellow daylily color, and several branches are fluttering in the wind. It's hard to feel sorry for the world. I didn't say I planted this flower in front of the court.

1 1, Dendrobium nobile planted lilies and Buxus buxus planted in Xiaopen Mountain. The old man is not a child, he grew up in buddhist nun!

12, there are many kinds of grafted leaves, and the flowers are the same color. Dew or droop, droop from the wind.

13, Yong Riyan, Lily without sorrow girl. When I wake up at noon, cicadas sing in the distance. There are ice springs in the moss well, so it is very troublesome to wash your chest. But hanging a small curtain hook, a wisp of furnace smoke curled up.