Poems and ancient poems describing epiphyllum

( 1)

Wandering under the moonlight window for a long time, waiting for the epiphyllum to open at midnight.

For an instant, my heart was shaking and my face was like a beauty.

(2)

Know the gentleman and wait for the epiphyllum, and wait for the flowers to bloom for another year.

Flowers bloom and flowers fall in joy, hearts fall in sorrow, and beauty is independent under the moon.

(3)

When I was a child, I remember that the epiphyllum was gorgeous, and a flower bloomed like your face.

Epiphyllum has never changed, but it is a year of missing you.

(4)

I only hope that the epiphyllum will bloom every night, and the beauty will linger for a long time under the moon.

I am infatuated with not wanting to see the flowers fall, and the epiphyllum is fragrant and dark.

(5)

How long does epiphyllum bloom at night? Epiphyllum leaves are empty.

Every year, the epiphyllum falls, but a small poem is given to the stump.

(6)

Just for a moment, the flowers bloom brilliantly, and once every three years.

The fragrance faded last night and today, I will always know.

(7)

Suddenly, today's epiphyllum falls, and I miss you every night and want to sing.

I think the moonlight is good, and the past years are wasted.

(8)

Last night, under the moon, the epiphyllum bloomed like a beauty.

Jiao Yan has withered today, and there is nothing to be sad about.

(9)

After writing a poem, I look at the epiphyllum, and I feel so confused.

In the middle of the night, everything was silent, and the south wind rustled the trees.

( 10)

A flash in the pan, what can I say? Soft songs, light songs, want to be happy.

Tonight, the beauty is in tears and the moon is in the sky.