Poems on the quality of orchids

1. A poem describing the quality of orchids 1, "Chunzhuang" Tang Dynasty: Lanyedao was in Wangboshan, and Li Taoyuan was outside the city.

I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing. In the quiet mountain forest, there is a path covered with orchid leaves by the roadside, and there is a garden for growing peaches and plums outside the city.

It's just that the world is not peaceful and birds can't be heard singing. 2, "Bu Operator Lan" Song Dynasty: Cao Zu Songzhu, Cui Luohan, late day.

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.

In the evening of spring, the pine and trillium all over the mountains and plains are shrouded in chills; 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. 3, "Crane" pre-Qin: anonymous branch, juvenile Pei.

Although you wear a cone, you don't understand how I feel. Walk slowly and make a big circle.

Wan Lan leaves bend, the boy wears off. Although you wear Xie, you don't have to go near.

Walk slowly and make a big circle. There are sharp clips on the branches of cymbidium, and the little boy wears a pyramid.

Although you have worn a pyramid, you don't understand my charm. Walking slowly, swaying and hanging.

The leaves on the orchid branches are curved, and the little boy is wearing dysprosium. Although you have worn dysprosium, you can't get along with it.

Walking slowly, swaying and hanging. 4, "Title Zheng Suo" Yuan Dynasty: The autumn wind in Ni Zan turned into wool, and the desolation in the south was gone.

Only the south heart does not change, and tears and ink write Li Sao. The autumn wind blows hard and turns into hair, and the silence and vitality of Jiangnan have all disappeared.

Only Sonam's loyalty remains unchanged, and he expresses his patriotic feelings with tears. 5, "Nian Nujiao Chun Xue Yonglan" Ming Dynasty: Chen Zilong asked the sky, to the depth of spring, what do you mean by flying snow in Longshan? Xie Pei-Lin Bo disappeared and talked about Jolie Palace Que.

It is slightly smoky in Chu and cold in Xiangtan, and it is expected to climb. Laugh in the valley, only listen to the cry.

There was a breeze that day, and a few roots were exposed, and the hands were divided into flowers and leaves. Once in the sleeves of many feelings, a wisp of a heart and a thousand knots.

Jade wrist incense pin, cloud cover, empty gold jump off. On the banks of the Robin River, looking for fragrance and looking forward to the festival.

I asked God why it was spring in March and it was snowing thousands of miles around Longshan. You, who came to see me off from Ling Bo, Yu Pei, have disappeared. What are you talking about? The Dragon Palace Fairy Que. The Nangong has disappeared without a trace, and even the moon reflected in the water looks cold.

It is expected that the flowers there will be broken, and only I am still looking at myself in this deep mountain. The cry of "it is better to go home" is heartbreaking. Looking back on the nine orchids planted in those years, so many flowers contain clear dew, and you separated the flowers and leaves for us by yourself.

I once threw myself into your affectionate arms, and it tasted just like ours. You're gone, dead, fragrant, and even your beautiful figure disappears into the dense fog. It's no use leaving me the gold.

I am on the shore of Luoshui, looking for the beautiful season to come again.

2. Poetry describing the quality of orchids 1, Poetry:

Lanyedao is in the mountains, and Liyuan is outside the city. I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing. -"Spring Village" Tang

Translation:

There is a path covered with orchid leaves by the roadside in the quiet mountain forest, and there is a garden with peaches and plums outside the city, but there is no peace on earth and no birdsong.

2. Poetry:

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. -"Bu Operator Lan" Song Cao Group

Translation:

In the evening during the day, the pine and bamboo in the mountains are shrouded in cold; 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.

3. Poetry:

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake. Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. Want to send colorful stationery and rulers, where do you know? -"butterfly lovers sill chrysanthemum, sorrow, smoke, blue tears" Shu.

Translation:

In the morning, the chrysanthemum outside the railing was covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seemed to be crying dew. Between the screens, there was a faint chill, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away. Yue Ming didn't understand the pain of parting, and oblique Yin Hui went into Zhuhu Lake until dawn.

Last night, the west wind was fierce and dried up the green trees. I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. I want to send a letter to my lover. But the mountains are endless and the water is endless. I don't know where my sweetheart is.

4. Poetry:

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. -"Painting Orchids" Banqiao, Zheng Qing

Translation:

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.

5, verse:

Chunlan, like a beauty, dedicates herself without shame. Smell the wind and smell the fragrance, but not Peng Ai. Dan Qing's portrait color wants to make up for the biography of Li Sao. Like an elf, the crown dare not swallow. -"Title Yang Cigong Chunlan" Song Sushi

Translation:

Chunlan is like a beautiful woman. They don't need to be picked, so their shy appearance will be displayed in front of people. Even if you can no longer see the covered Chunlan, you can still smell the refreshing fragrance from time to time with the breeze. Yang Cigong's "The Picture of Chunlan" faithfully depicts Chunlan with a wonderful pen, reaching the point where it can complement Li Sao and be worthy of Qu Yuan. Facing this Chunlan is like facing Ling Jun, which makes people afraid to wear it on their heads and desecrate him.

6. Orchids among the traditional famous flowers in China only refer to some terrestrial orchids distributed in China, such as Cymbidium hybridum, Cymbidium hybridum, Cymbidium hybridum, commonly known as "China Orchids". 1985 In May, orchids were rated as four of the top ten flowers in China.

Extended data:

1, China people have always regarded orchids as a symbol of nobility and elegance, and they are called "four gentlemen" together with "plum, bamboo and chrysanthemum". Usually, "Zhang Lan" is used to describe the beauty of poetry, and "Lan Jiao" is used to describe the truth of friendship.

2. Orchids have been cultivated in China for more than 2000 years. It is reported that as early as the end of the Spring and Autumn Period, Gou Jian, King of Yue, had planted orchids in the mountains of Shaoxing, Zhejiang. After Wei and Jin Dynasties, orchids have been used to decorate courtyards.

References:

Orchid-Baidu Encyclopedia

Spring clothes-Baidu encyclopedia

Butterfly Love Flowers, Threshold Chrysanthemum, Blue Tears of Sorrow-Baidu Encyclopedia

Buzzlan-Baidu Encyclopedia

Painting orchids-Baidu Encyclopedia

Yang Cigong Chunlan-Baidu Encyclopedia

3. Poems about the quality of orchids Lingyun Zhu Jin is a real gentleman.

Beauty in the Empty Valley and Orchid

Poems about bamboo:

Ouyang xiu. Song (1009- 1072). Drunk people

Concentrated bamboo in autumn

Xiao Shu likes bamboo, but loneliness hurts Lan.

Cong Ju is affectionate. Fragrant fragrance comforts lonely interface.

Huang Songting Jian

Zhu Yong

Bamboo shoots have small yellow horns, and fern buds have children's fists.

Try to find wild vegetables to cook fragrant rice, which is February day in Jiangnan.

Yang Wanli. Song (1 127- 1206).

Zhu Yong

First frost Festival. Repair jade snow.

There is nothing to talk about. The moon is vivid.

Tao Yuanming. Eastern Jin Dynasty (365-427). Diving, lyna.

Gui Yuan Tian Ju's Four of Five Songs

Wandering between hills and ridges. Yiyi lives in the past.

There is something left in the well to bake. Remnants of dry and decaying plants of mulberry beads

Lishangyintang

Zhu Xiang's ci

Bamboo in Xiangjiang River in ancient times. What's infinite nai to complain about?

Bamboo shoots will get old. Just a lot of tears!

Dufutang

Topic Liu Xiucai Hsinchu

A few quiet jade colors, smoke at dawn.

The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line.

Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to block the curtain cloud.

If you are not a guest of Yin Shan, who loves this gentleman?

Zheng Banqiao Qing

A kind of bamboo

One paragraph after another, thousands of leaves remain;

I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies.

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Poetry about orchids:

Lonely orchids live in secluded gardens, and grass is a weed.

Although the sun shines, it is not the moon in high autumn.

First frost early, green dare not rest.

If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance?

-Don Li Bai's Lonely Orchid

Lanxi in spring is beautiful, reflecting the fragrance of orchids in the rain.

When Dr. Chu is haggard, he should find this way to go to Xiaoxiang.

-Don Mutu's Lanxi

4. What are the poems describing the character of orchids? The bow of Wu Jiaji's quatrain on March 3rd was raining like silk last night. My orchid was in full bloom and the tourists arrived home.

Zhu Yizun's "Lady Gu Painted Orchids" Brothels went to the pen bed empty, and Xizhou said thank you. There is also the color of Qinhuai Cao Fang, and the lights are evenly dyed with sunset red.

Wang's "Phoenix Flower Blue" was written by a poet, and Yaochi's clear shadow goes hand in hand. As soon as I say nothing from a weak point of view, Yaya's proposal is pitiful.

Shi Tao's "Mo Ran" is rooted in dust, so it is lonely to give it to poetry. Who has used a thousand sticks of incense? When the ink is spilled in the pool, it will be relieved.

"Moran" is covered with white bones, with clear leaves, and it is amazing to look back and smile in the wind. My own pen and ink is written by myself, that is, the front is the back.

"Moran" puts aside Yao Cao and points to Chunxing. I'm tired of listening to Huang. Under the leaves, you walk through the clouds, and nothing in the world is completely green.

I believe he is drunk in the cold valley, and my dress is spineless. Not every flower can be infatuated, but it is more fragrant in the dust.

Michelle Ye's Qiu Lan has a plant in front of the temple, which has a unique fragrance. In the past, it was called the king's fragrance, and it was also a square gentleman because of its four rhymes. Qiu Lan color, green cloth leaf.

Love this king's incense, show the atrium with flowers. You fen San, static shadow sparse.

Is it necessary to waste more than nine books on Sao Jing? "Clouds and bamboo trees are luxuriant, and the land is full of mountains". The mountain road is Xu He, and the sound of streams can be heard everywhere.

The bamboo is dark and the old wood is dead. Listen to the birds singing on the threshold and climb the cliff to collect different scents.

In the middle of spring, everything blooms. Ode to the Orchid has long flowers and graceful green leaves, and the wind can't hide the fragrance in the valley.

Don't take it for granted, even if no one is proud of it. Fan Cheng's "Yong Huai" is the fragrance of the king, fragrant in the breeze.

Never cave in, never strive for wealth and beauty. Cao Yin's Winter Orchid Winter grass is cold and blue, and orchids are flowers.

As clear as a digger and as thin as a poet. Cong Xiu has several strands of hair with double bun on it.

At dusk, the window smells fragrant and the wind shadows want to weave yarn. Zhu Zaizhen's "Jianlan" is full of valleys and berries.

If you don't sew, you will get hurt. Better than being a doorknob. After crossing the mountain, Zi Peizhen went to several pavilions.

Turn around and forget Min Hai, and fall in love with Xiang. Think lightly about returning home in the daytime, and the clear spring will soak in the evening.

The jade ball bounces again and again, and the day can be used. Hua Yan's "Lan" is full of clouds, beautiful and refined.

The cool wind moves at night, and the beauty asks for it. Gao's "On Painting, Irrigation and Fu Painting" is scattered and fragmentary, while Banqiao painting is detached.

Li Lan's skin, sweet smell and pine branches are blowing with the wind. Sitting in clothes, the north window is cool, and the old slave is too crazy.

Ren Huang's Painting the Orchid (three poems) smells fragrant and the walls are empty. One punch is charming in ancient rhyme, and beauty is lonely.

I've thought a lot about Yuan and Li, but I feel far sad. The paper window evokes the fragrance of the soul, and the face dare not envy.

Magnetic bucket raises beautiful stones, and the source is fragrant. You came from Wangchuan and got this pink book.

The bright "text sent by Shilan" is an empty rock with several grasses on it. Write about the dustman, don't forget Lin Quan.

Li's "Orchid Collection" (three songs) is blurred and cold, and the hero tears through the ages. Putting pen to paper and pondering over the past, Hengqin may not be in tune with Lan.

Chu Qingfeng flooded the pen, and the guest was lingering for twenty years. Self-pity does not sing green songs, and thousands of flowers in Chiba are for the world to see.

Don't laugh for heaven, you are always ignorant, but you also cherish the sadness of your temples. When the household is eager to get rid of it, it is afraid that it will lose its fragrance in the mountains.

Wang's Orchid Orchids are in bloom in the valley. * * * Follow me in the quiet period, and the empty mountain wants to go far away.

Blue grass is as good as a hermit's heart, standing proudly in the clouds. Spring breeze gives birth to an empty valley every year, and the pipa remains fragrant.

Li Yi's "Ink and Wash Whelan" is a flower with shallow summer and deep spring, and several stems are slanting. Although not as good as orchids, it is also a luxury to plant 100 acres together.

"Fang Fei in the Valley" is full of the breath of Fang Fei, with only a few potted plants and stone walls. I remember the spring breeze scattered in the valley, and flowers went home like grass while firewood.

Jin Nong's "Painting Orchids" is raining too hard, and the female orchids are not blooming. Soft notes are all fibers, not counting Ma Siniang of Jinling.

Miao Gongen's "Lu Lan" is barren with ice roots and green leaves, and dewdrops adorn pearls. Laughing half contains half vomit, and my heart is bright.

Shentong's "Orchid was written by Mr. Yi Feng", the orchid was empty and became the fragrance of the king. The fragrant wind fills the field, and the appearance is clear and clear.

Affectionate, independent and fragrant. He sees Xiao and Ai on good terms.

Small exposure to AIDS, orchid suffered from severe frost. As soon as the wind turns, the clothes are full.

Zheng Xie's Half-Pot Lanruitu has a pot of Shimada Hanzo and half a flower. No venting, no fear of decay.

5. What are the poems praising "blue quality"? 1. "Orchid" Song Lu you.

Nanyan Road is the nearest, and we have dispersed the plan during dinner.

When the incense came, I knew there was an orchid. I searched and found it.

Life is a valley, and you don't want to entertain the world.

No intention of holding court, free to hoe the door.

2. Interpretation of Whelan in Song Dynasty

The color is light and clear, and the festival is fragrant and chaste.

Yinde doesn't shine, and he speaks English.

A gentleman leads an honest and clean life, but his portrait does not fall.

It is appropriate to be pregnant with the spirit of Xiaoxiang and Youchu.

3. "Lan" Xinghai

Purple stems and green leaves with spring sounds, Xiangjiang River is one inch long.

There is no gentleman to admire today, so it is better to be handsome in the mountains and forests.

4. Song Li Zeng Bo, "Orchids from fragrance to wide"

If you leave Sao country, you won't see the blue of spring.

Let's not live in seclusion.

5. Tao Yuanming's "Youlan" in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Orchids are born in the vestibule, which contains the fragrance of cool breeze.

The breeze is blowing against the wind, and the weeds are fragrant.

Go on, lose my old way, conform to nature or Per.

Now that you are awake to go, be careful that the bird abandons the bow.

6. A poem "Orchid" praising the quality of orchids

Year: Song Author: Lu You

Nanyan Road is the nearest, and we have dispersed the plan during dinner.

When the incense came, I knew there was an orchid. I searched and found it.

Life is a valley, and you don't want to entertain the world.

No intention of holding court, free to hoe the door.

Whelan's title

Year: Song Author: Shi Shaotan

The color is light and clear, and the festival is fragrant and chaste.

Yinde doesn't shine, and he speaks English.

A gentleman leads an honest and clean life, but his portrait does not fall.

It is appropriate to be pregnant with the spirit of Xiaoxiang and Youchu.

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Year: Song Author: Shi Navigation

Purple stems and green leaves with spring sounds, Xiangjiang River is one inch long.

There is no gentleman to admire today, so it is better to be handsome in the mountains and forests.