1. Poems about bamboo and orchids

Bamboo: Inscribed on my friend Liang Tiejun, the knight painted bamboo (Qing Dynasty) Kang Youwei.

The spring breeze is often biting and the autumn air is always lingering. The chaotic leaves are still strong, and the soft branches are not blown.

Only the text is interesting, and the portrayal is very vivid. Preface to Bamboo Poems Zhou Fangchun lived in peace for three and a half years on New Year's Day in 1991, sitting quietly and reading poems.

Chinese bamboo culture has a history of thousands of years. The poems are like a tide, and I am unable to read them carefully.

Browsed more than 10,000 volumes and compiled more than 10,000 words. Those who write poems about bamboo in ancient and modern times often learn the bamboo style.

Being modest is your nature, and you will be noble and noble throughout your life. The strong wind does not bend the pole, and the heavy rain makes the skin cleaner.

Ku Department generates clear yin, and the severe cold maintains green color. Bamboo silk leaves a lasting legacy, bamboo arrows shoot bear scorpions.

Everything for food, clothing, housing, and transportation is a labor of love for you. The more outstanding the contribution, the more intense the cutting.

If this wind continues, the bamboo forest will be destroyed. I compile bamboo poems and dedicate them to readers.

I advise you to cherish bamboo and promote bamboo style. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Yong Bamboo" Qian Zhangming The joints are strong, and the taste is unintentional.

After many storms, it is better to break than to bend. It is still green all year round, not competing with the crowds of flowers, raising its head to look at the blue sky. It is so lonely and solemn in the obscurity.

Be brave enough to sacrifice one's life, willing to sacrifice one's life without complaint. The pillars of the pavilion and the courtyard, the flute cave and the hanging curtains fade into the air.

How can we benefit sooner or later? Don't worry about the success you have achieved, your scales and claws will be all over the world. I was born not to do anything for myself, but to devote myself to it.

Qilu·Reply to a Friend Mao Zedong 1961 White clouds are flying on Jiuyi Mountain, and the emperor's son is riding the wind under the green sky. A branch of mottled bamboo sheds a thousand tears, and a branch of red clouds sheds hundreds of thousands of flowers.

The waves in Dongting are covered with snow, and the people of Changdao are singing poems. The dream I want to have is so small that the country of Furong is full of sunshine.

Seeing Bamboo Outside the Window while Being Sick Dong Biwu March 4, 1952 The bamboo leaves are green and refuse to turn yellow, and the branches are beautiful and can withstand severe frost. In the spring breeze of Zhaosu, there are even more bamboo shoots being unearthed.

Inscription on Bamboo by Ye Jianying, 1963. The colored pen and cloud paintings are full of thoughts. Humility and integrity are my teachers; in life, it is important to have a bamboo in your heart to withstand difficult tests. Ode to Bamboo by Fang Zhimin Bamboo heads are bowed under the weight of snow, as if they are wet with mud. A red sun rises, but it is still level with the sky.

Bamboo (Poetry on Painting) Deng Tuo There are old and green bamboos in front of the steps, but they like to grow thousands of poles all year round. The most important thing is to be modest and keep their strength, and they do not know the cold despite the wind and rain. Three Friends of Suihan (Poetry on Painting) Tao Xingzhi The pines on Wansong Ridge are blowing up the sky wind and shaking the first peak of Kunlun.

Thousands of troops and thousands of horses roared into anger; the sea came out of the mountains. Bamboo is green, plum blossoms are red, we move to the west and east, fighting for the last five minutes, hundreds of grasses and thousands of flowers are relaxing and laughing, waiting for the third winter.

Preface to "Xiao Xiang Bamboo Poetry" by Xiong Wenyu, April 1991. Chinese bamboo culture lasts for five thousand years. For food, clothing, housing and transportation, bamboo is everywhere connected.

There are poems, calligraphy and painting scrolls, including bamboo chapters. How many elegant people express their love in the quiet world.

The Six Gentlemen of Zhuxi and the Seven Great Sages of Bamboo Forest. Dongpo has three unique features, and Banqiao is even more advanced.

Upright and upright, open-minded and impartial. The lush and whirling leaves will not wither through the winter.

Facing the wind makes you more free and unrestrained, and bright joints make you tougher. The group has inherited the bamboo style and has been studying bamboo for decades.

He collected poems and paintings in his spare time and compiled more than ten thousand words. Promote bamboo culture and people from all over the world look up to it.

I also love bamboo, and we are destined to meet each other. Let’s talk about counting words and use electric bamboo poems.

Ode to Bamboo Wen Tong, Song Dynasty (I suddenly remembered the bamboo cultivation in my hometown and wrote this poem) The bamboo cultivation in my hometown went around the East River, occupying 10,000 branches in the water and soaking in the sand. I didn't get a break from my career as an official, so it's probably my fault that I returned home late.

Excerpted from "132 Chinese Traditional Painters" Xiao Scene on the Spring River by Huichong of the Song Dynasty. There are two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the warm water of the spring river is a prophet. The ground is full of wilting grass and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.

Bamboo Shoots by Wang Yuanzhi of the Song Dynasty Looking for miles alone in the spring border. The rhinoceros and brocade are bursting into chaos.

Tian Wen died and his friends dispersed. Throw three tortoiseshell hairpins.

Excerpted from "Selected Poems of Ode to Things" Xie Liu Zhongxing Hui Bamboo Shoots Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty Who sent new bamboo shoots in the cold forest, I was happy to see the white and jagged bamboo shoots when I opened the dowry. I know that you have made me sour and cold, but I am not like a feudal lord who eats meat.

Excerpted from "Selected Poems of Ode to Objects" Bamboo by Li Jianxun of the Tang Dynasty The wind blows high on the windy branches on Qiongjie Festival, and the wind blows so hard that I forget to return home. The most pitiful thing is that under the setting sun, the shadows of flowers and the clothes of the guests are full.

Excerpted from "Selected Poems about Ode to Objects" Tingzhu, Li Zhong, Tang Dynasty. Occasionally from the mountain monastery, it was moved to the side of the building. The good wind rises all day long, and the quiet birds come sometimes.

The sifting moon leads to poetry, and the smoke in the cage accompanies the wine glass. I woke up from a light sleep at the south window, and heard the sound of wind and rain.

Bamboo from Zhenggu, Tang Dynasty. It is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. Xiao Sao was moved from the distant temple and came to see the front peak.

The moss that invades the steps breaks off the spring buds, and the sedge around the path is slightly summery and the sun is strong. The rogue apricot blossom has many emotions, and a few branches are clad in green, so they are compatible.

Bamboo Tang Wei Style Bamboo, near the pond, looks like jade. The dew is quiet and the smoke is green.

It is better to change than to seize the opportunity, and to constrain one's sincerity.

Weiqu has a lot of varieties, but the Wang family doesn't see enough of it.

The fairy staff is frightening and transforming into a dragon, and beauty and truth should mature with the phoenix. Only worry is playing the parting sound, looking back and dancing at the speed of the formation.

Excerpted from "Ancient and Modern Chinese and Foreign Issues 21-30 Combined Edition" Looking for Mianzhu from Wei Xuchu Tang·Du Fu Hua Xuan arrived in his year, and Mianzhu was out of the county. There is no such thing in front of the house on the river. Fortunately, it is green and caressed by the waves.

Send a question to Jiangwai Thatched Cottage by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. I am naturally unrestrained, and my elegance wants to escape nature. He is addicted to wine and loves wind bamboo, and he will live in the forest and spring for divination.

Two Wonders in Hengyang Road Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty Black boils break through the fence, and colorful pigs burst out of the house and bloom. There are still swallows flying in the bamboo and tile houses on the empty mountain.

A few miles away from the Hejiang River, I sent it to the princes of Yang Shangqing. Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty was satisfied when he was about to say goodbye, but he was speechless and shed tears. The bamboo forest at the stern of the boat covers the county and city, and the old people are still standing on their own in Shatou.

Bid farewell to Wu Gorge and give forty acres of orchard to Xiangxi brother Nanqing. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moss and bamboo are good, and there is no settlement in Pingpeng. The eldest son traveled far away, and his hometown was in Linlu.

Tang Cheng Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The hall is shaded by white grass in the back, and the green river road overlooks the green suburbs. The leaves of the alder forest block the sun and the wind, and the bamboos and smoke dripping from the bamboo shoots.

Bamboo by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots have just emerged from the wall. The color invades the book late at night, and it is hidden in the wine.

The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.

Poem on Eating Bamboo Shoots by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty This is a bamboo village, and the valley is full of bamboo shoots in spring; The mountain man folds the bamboo shoots and brings them to the morning market. Zhuli, Qing Dynasty, Pu Songling. I love this king so much. He scratches his fingers in the sky. When the time comes when Zi You comes, I love my master so much.

Excerpted from "Liao Zhai Poems" Ode to Bamboo by Wu Changshuo, Qing Dynasty Guests often taste eight delicacies, which are as fragrant as the wild bamboo shoots in the mountains. After sending Yuandang, I will feel melancholy alone. When will I go back to see the new bamboo?

Bamboo and Stone by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty. They stick to the green mountains without letting go, and their roots are still in the broken rocks; they are still strong after countless blows, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. Long Bamboo, Tang Dynasty·Chen Tao. The blue broomstick is the ancestor of the emperor, and the tall green branches recall Cai Yong.

If you listen to the stormy night in Nanyuan for a long time, you will be afraid that the scales will turn into dragons. Bamboo and Stone, Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. The light smoke and ancient ink are vertical and horizontal, and half of this gentleman is written. There is no need to report peace, and the high-spirited breeze has been seen.

I tell you to return home and draw bamboo to say goodbye to the gentlemen and people of Weixian County. Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. Throw away the black gauze and refuse to become an official. The bag is fluttering and my sleeves are cold. I write a thin bamboo and use it as a fishing rod on the river in the autumn wind. Ode to Bamboo by Chen Lianggui of the Ming Dynasty If you ask questions about bamboo chopsticks diligently, you will taste the sweetness and bitterness first; if others taste good, you will have time to come and go.

Excerpted from "Health News" 1989.7.1 Ode to Bamboo by Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty Bamboo shoots produce yellow horns. 2. Poems praising orchids and bamboos

A true gentleman with powerful bamboo in the sky

A stunning beauty with orchids in the empty valley

Poems about bamboo:

Ouyang Xiu. Song Dynasty (1009-1072). Drunkard.

Autumn evening with green bamboo

Xiaoshu loves the strength of bamboo, but loneliness hurts orchids.

Congju is affectionate. Youfang comforts Gujie.

Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty

Ode to Bamboo

Bamboo shoots are just beginning to grow yellow horns, and fern buds are beginning to grow Xiaoerquan.

Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it is February in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang Wanli. Song Dynasty (1127-1206).

Chanting Bamboo

Frost Festival. Cultivation of jade and snow body.

There is no text to write about. The moon itself conveys the spirit.

Tao Yuanming. Eastern Jin Dynasty (365-427). Qian, Yuan Liang.

Four of the five poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields

Wandering among the hills and ridges. People still live in the past.

Jing Heng has a legacy. Rotten mulberry and bamboo plants

Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty

Xiang Bamboo Ci

Eternal Xiangjiang Bamboo. What's the point of complaining?

Bamboo shoots grow every year. Just a lot of tears!

Du Fu, Tang Dynasty

Titled Liu Xiucai, Hsinchu

Several paths are jade-colored, separated by green smoke at dawn and dusk.

The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.

The sun is gradually approaching the threshold, and the clouds are trying to get in the way.

If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?

Zheng Banqiaoqing

Bamboo

One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves;

I do not bloom, so as not to attract bees with butterfly.

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Poems about orchids:

A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.

Although the sun shines with spring light, it is no longer the high autumn moon.

The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.

If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance?

——"Lone Orchid" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The orchid stream is full of blue water in spring, and the orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain.

The senior official of Chu State is looking haggard, so he should find this way to Xiaoxiang.

—"Lanxi" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The Huibenlan clan still has the same stench.

He once wore a narcissus pendant and was familiar with it in "The Songs of Chu".

Although the illusory color is not real, the real fragrance is also empty.

Why does the cloud appear slightly fragrant? The nose view has been cleared first.

— "Inscribed on Yang Cigong Hui" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The cliff is a thousand feet high, and the orchids are blue in the sky.

There is a woodcutter down there, but he can’t pick it with his hands.

-- "Qiaobi Orchid" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty 3. Poems praising orchids and bamboos

A true gentleman in the sky, strong bamboo in the sky, an orchid in the empty valley, a beautiful woman's poems about bamboo: Ouyang Xiu. Song Dynasty (1009-1072).

Drunkard. In the late autumn, the green bamboos are condensed. The sparseness of the bamboos makes me happy, but the loneliness hurts the orchids.

Congju is affectionate. Youfang comforts Gujie.

Huang Tingjian of the Song Dynasty, Ode to Bamboo Bamboo shoots are just beginning to produce yellow calf horns, and fern buds are beginning to grow Xiaoerquan. Try to find wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice, it is February in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yang Wanli. Song Dynasty (1127-1206). Chanting Bamboo, Frost Festival.

Cultivation of jade snow body. There will be no text or words.

The moon itself conveys the spirit. Tao Yuanming. Eastern Jin Dynasty (365-427).

Qian, Yuan Liang. Four of the five poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields, wandering among the hills and ridges.

People still live in the past. Jing Heng has a legacy.

Decayed Mulberry and Bamboo Plants Li Shangyin Tang Xiang Bamboo Poems Eternal Xiangjiang Bamboo. What's the point of complaining? Bamboo shoots grow every year.

Just a lot of tears! Du Fu, Tang Dynasty, inscribed by Liu Xiucai on Hsinchu. Several paths are jade-colored, separated by green smoke at dawn and dusk. The sound breaks through the cold window dream, and the roots penetrate the green moss pattern.

The sun is gradually approaching the threshold, and the clouds are trying to get in the way of the curtain. If you are not a guest from Shanyin, who would love you?

Zheng Banqiao Qing Bamboo One section after another, thousands of branches holding thousands of leaves; I do not bloom, so as not to tease bees and butterflies. -------------------------------------------------- ------- Poems about orchids: A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.

Although the sun shines with spring light, it is no longer the high autumn moon. The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.

If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance? ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Lone Orchid" The orchid stream is full of blue water in spring, and the orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain.

The senior official of Chu State is looking haggard, so he should find this way to Xiaoxiang. - "Lanxi" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Huibenlan's clan still has the same stench.

He once wore a narcissus pendant and was familiar with it in "The Songs of Chu". Although the illusory color is not real, the real fragrance is also empty.

Why does the cloud smell slightly fragrant? The nose view has been cleared first. - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Inscribed on Yang Cigong Hui" The cliff is a thousand feet high, and the orchids are blue in the sky.

There is a woodcutter down there, but he can’t pick it with his hands. --"Qiao Bi Lan" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty. 4. Ancient poems praising orchids, plum blossoms, bamboos, and chrysanthemums

Orchids

In "Lu Lan" by Miao Gongen of the Qing Dynasty, his smile was half-sucking and half-vomiting, with a bright heart. Daigo

"Orchid Grass" by Zhang Lunying of the Qing Dynasty. The new rain falls on the leisure steps, how graceful the painting is

In Zhang Wentao's "Orchid" of the Qing Dynasty, I occasionally inspected a few orchid paintings, and the charm of each one was different. The high flowers are flying and the low ones are laughing, leaning against the spring breeze and not knowing it

General Zhang Xueliang's "Poetry on Orchid" A true gentleman among the flowers, his elegance conveys elegance

"Aisin Gioro. Xuan Ye" "Autumn Orchid" There is a pot of flowers in front of the palace, and the fragrant orchid is the only beautiful one. In the past, it was called the king's fragrance.

It also refers to the gentleman of Fang, so the title has four rhymes.

The autumn color of Yiyi is blue, and the leaves are so green. Those who love this king will be fragrant, and the flowers will show in the courtyard. The fragrance is scattered, and the shadows are still in the sparse lattice. How can it be that there are too many Jiu Wan and the Li Sao Sutra is wasted.

"Winter Orchid" by Cao Yin

The winter grass is covered with cold green, and the orchids are also flowers. He is as clear as a grain-killer, and as thin as a poet. Cong Xiu has several hairpins, which are divided into two buns. The fragrance in the evening window makes me think, and the shadow of the wind is like a bonfire.

Plum Blossoms

Presented to Fan Ye and Lu Kai, Southern Dynasties and Song Dynasty

When the plum blossoms were broken, they were sent to the people of Longtou. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.

Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden by Lin He Jingtang

All the flowers are swaying and the beauty is alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the pink butterfly seems to know how to unite and break its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need to be good at sealing and sealing gold bottles.

Plum Blossoms by Wang Anshi

There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. I don't know that there is no snow in the distance, but there is a secret fragrance coming.

Bu Suanzi, Yong Mei, Lu You

Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy. There is no intention of struggling for spring, and once everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.

Mo Mei Wang Mian

The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house have blooming flowers with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe.

Ode to Bamboo (Qi. Xie Tiao)

There is a clump of bamboo in front of the window, which is green and unique.

The southern branches meet the northern leaves, and the new shoots are mixed with old branches. The moonlight is sparse and dense, and the sound of wind rises and falls again. The green guard flies out of the way, but the yellow mouth peeks at each other. But hate follows the wind and grows apart from each other.

"Wing Chun Bamboo Shoots" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Countless spring bamboo shoots grow in the forest, and the Chaimen is densely covered with pedestrians. You must go to the meeting to look at the bamboos, and you will never come out to greet the guests.

Ode to Bamboo (Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty)

The tall bamboo sticks on the Chu River are filled with the beauty of dawn. The white flowers shake the shadow of the wind, and the green festival moves the dragon text. The leaves sweep the southeast sun, and the branches carry the northwest clouds. Unexpectedly, on the Xiang River, I shed tears and miss you alone. Bamboo in the mountains in spring

(Tang Dynasty. Pei said)

Several poles are green and dragon-shaped, and they are steep and tall. Infinite wild flowers cannot bloom, and the cold color in the middle of the mountain competes with spring. When the bamboo shoots are eaten for the first time, they appear on the table in the middle of the Tang Dynasty. Li Shangyin The tender bamboo shoots are just coming out of the forest, and the price in the mausoleum is as heavy as gold. In the imperial capital, there are countless people on land and sea, and they can't bear to cut an inch of gold from Ling Yun.

"Ode to Bamboo" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. Shuangyun Pavilion

(Su Shi of the Song Dynasty)

The new bamboo basket cannot be restrained, and Chanjuan is already old and cold. To see the foreshadowing of the cold frost, you have to wait until the autumn wind falls.

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Yu Qianseng Luyunxuan"

It is better to eat without meat than live without bamboo. No meat makes you thin, and no bamboo makes you vulgar. People who are thin can still gain weight, but scholars and common people cannot cure it.

Chrysanthemum

"Passing Through an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran

An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.

Cen Shen's "Nine Days' March and Thinking of Chang'an Hometown"

I wanted to climb high, but no one brought me wine. The chrysanthemums that take pity on my hometown should bloom near the battlefield.

"Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen

The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence around it becomes increasingly sloping. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed. 5. What are the poems about orchids and bamboo?

Selected poems about orchids. The orchids bloom and spread their fragrance.

If you don’t pick it up but wear it, it won’t hurt Yu Lan. Today's spin is just the way it is.

I travel in all directions, spending days and years. The snow and frost are trading, and the buckwheat is luxuriant.

If you are not hurt, I will not look down upon you. The luxuriance of buckwheat is the abundance of buckwheat.

A gentleman's injury is a gentleman's defense. ——Han Yu's "Youlan Cao" There is a path of orchid leaves in the mountains, and a peach garden outside the city.

I don’t know that people and things are quiet, and I don’t notice the noise of birds. ——Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty, "Chunzhuang" The breeze shakes the green ring, and the cool dew drops on the green jade.

The beauty is Hu Buren, and the fragrance is gentle in the empty valley. ——Tang Yanqian's "Orchid" in the Tang Dynasty The courtyard is full of fragrant grass, and the Chu Wan is full of green sand.

When Yu Yan suddenly meets, what will happen to the New Year's banquet? ——"Lan" by Tang Yanqian of the Tang Dynasty. My home is in the west of Dongshui, and I am a guest in Lanzhu.

There are no clouds in the sky, and the river is blue in the sky. ——Shi Jianwu, Tang Dynasty, "Lazhu Bo" The pavilion trees are covered with frost, and there are many catbirds in the wild pond.

Cymbidium cannot be broken, the old man of Chu sings sadly. ——Ma Dai's "Autumn Thoughts" of the Tang Dynasty Chunhui opened the Forbidden Garden and the beautiful orchid field of Shujing.

The reflection in the courtyard is light-colored, and the dew is shining. The sun is shining with varying shadows, and the wind spreads light and heavy fragrance.

It will be necessary for a gentleman to break it, and Perry will make it fragrant. ——Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty, "Fanglan" A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.

Although the sun shines with spring light, it is no longer the high autumn moon. The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.

If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance? ——Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Lone Orchid" The orchid leaves are lush in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn.

It is a festive season to be happy with this business. Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there.

Plants and trees have their true nature, so why should they seek beauty? ——Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty, "Feelings of Encounter" The blue color combines with the spring light, and the atmosphere covers the fragrance.

When you cross the doorstep, the leaves are exposed, and the path to find the lake is full of fragrance. The Wan is quiet and the wind is blowing, and the autumn rain in the pavilion is long.

Lingjun once picked them and wore them with lotus clothes. ——Wu Wu's "Lan" of the Tang Dynasty. The empty room is full of troubles, and the gold is broken when the words are forgotten.

Yingfu Han family wine, snowy Chu Wangqin. The fragrance spreads out from the wide hall, and the sound from the high platform blows away from afar.

He Fen should promote beauty, who is willing to visit Shanyin. ——Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty, "Orchid" The secluded bushes are not full of feet, and the empty valley is fragrant.

A trail of cold clouds filled the forest with the fragrance of autumn dew. - "Qiu Hui" by Jie Si of the Yuan Dynasty The orchids are luxuriant, but the thorns are still not removed.

The pure heart is fragrant and clean, and it is pleasant to be with it. - Yuan Dynasty Li Qi's "Picture of Orchid, Thorn and Fragrance" The orchid and hui turned into thatch in the fierce wind, and the desolation of the southern country has disappeared.

Only Suo Nan’s heart did not change, and he wrote "Li Sao" with tears and ink. - Ni Zan of the Yuan Dynasty wrote "Orchid" by Zheng Suonan. Flowers flew in the sound of pelicans, leaving Chulan alone with his thoughts.

The spring breeze first brings sadness to the fragrant grass, and the melancholy that the king and grandson will not return. - "Ti Lan" by Zhang Zhu of the Yuan Dynasty. The orchids are picked in northern Hunan and the rhizome is harvested, and the wood is harvested in Li Nanxun.

The Lu water contains jade colors, and the breeze carries the jade sound. The clouds rise in the evening, and the sun sets in the cave.

I don’t know the bitterness of Huangzhu, but I only see the deep spots of tears. - "The Resentment of the Concubine Xiang" by Li Mengyang of the Ming Dynasty The orchids grow deep in the mountains, emitting a fragrant fragrance.

Occasionally, it was appreciated by the world and moved to a high hall. When the rain and dew are lost, the roots and plants leave their hometown.

Although it has the power of love and protection, long-term care is not the way to go. In winter, there is zero frost and snow, and the green leaves may be damaged by carvings.

He Ru is in Linhe, and he is still beautiful at the end of the day. - Ming Dynasty Chen Ruyan's "Orchid" The quiet plant is better known by all, but the fragrance is only kept secretly.

Since there is no gentleman to wear it, the country’s fragrance has not declined. The white dew lingers every morning, and the spring breeze arrives every night.

It is better to be a grass on the road, what does Fenfu want to do? - "Orchid" by Cui Tu of the Tang Dynasty. The orchid stream is full of blue water in spring, and the orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain.

The senior official of Chu State is looking haggard, so he should find this way to Xiaoxiang. - "Lanxi" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty The northwest autumn wind withers the orchids, and the blue clouds and cold clouds rise above the waves in Dongting.

The talented scholar Maoling lived in Jiangling, begging for new poems and reading them with his palms clasped together. ——Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "Resending Hongju's Master to Jiangling" The vast wilderness of forest dare not look at it, and the tourists who buy mountains are enough to seek peace.

The countryside has been destroyed by mistake, and where can the spring breeze plant cymbidiums? -Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty, "With Yu Zhongcheng" The fragrance of orchid and hibiscus can see the beauty of jade, and the smile of flowers is delayed by the roadside.

There is endless meaning at the foot of Zhuluo Mountain, and when we say goodbye to Sanxiang. ——Liu Gu's "Poems of He Sanxiang" of the Tang Dynasty. The Phoenix is ??over the forbidden fairy pond, and the poet Ziwei Lang is beside the pond.

Since you can sing the praises of the rising wind, why not blow the fragrance of orchid and hibiscus from time to time. - Chu Chaoyang of the Tang Dynasty, "Presented to Xu Zhongshu" Chunlan is like a beautiful woman, who does not shy away from collecting it and offers it to herself.

Sometimes I smell the fragrance of wind and dew, but I can’t see the deep wormwood. Paintings and portraits, intended to supplement the biography of "Li Sao".

He is like Lingjun, and he dare not wear his crown. - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Inscribed on Chunlan by Yang Cigong" Huibenlan's clan still has the same odor.

He once wore a narcissus pendant and was familiar with it in "The Songs of Chu". Although the illusory color is not real, the real fragrance is also empty.

Why does the cloud appear slightly fragrant? The nose view has been cleared first. - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Inscribed on Yang Cigong Hui" It is far away from the village bridge, when it rains in late spring.

Before the people of Lanfang could figure it out, the flower-haired butterflies were prophets. The grass seals the leisure path, and the forest is sparse and exposes short hedges.

Don’t come here to hoe for a long time, and you will regret returning home late. - "Youlan" by Shi Wenzhao of the Song Dynasty. He admires the Southern tribesmen, and who of them is a fan of Shu Lang?

Wodan is full of color, and the scenery is blue and green. It has been worn by poets many times, and the fragrance of Zheng Guo is always in the air.

No need to look for the Nine Wan, the fragrance will be within ten steps. - Ding Wei of the Song Dynasty said "Orchid" Among the Xiaofang orchids planted, the Xiaoshenglan also died.

The autumn wind came that day, and Xiao Lan was defeated together. Since ancient times, the sages have always been concerned about the well-being of the people.

I no longer dream about Duke Zhou, I am alone and generous in the middle of the night. - "Xiao Lan" by Zhang Yong of the Song Dynasty. The red and white irises have fallen, and the red and yellow hibiscus have faded.

My family is worried about the summer heat and spend every day watching the orchids. - Yan Shu, Song Dynasty, "Ullambana Basin" The night light shines on the extreme eyes, and the love is attached to the orchids.

The wind in the white apple leaves does not rise from the Qiu River. ——Song Dynasty Shi Chongxian's "Wandering to the East Stream at Dusk" Chu Zeduolan people did not argue, but used the fragrance as a comparison.

Xiao Mao and Du Ruo are also indistinguishable. They only take the beauty of their fragrance and clothes. - "Orchid" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty The stone words were not born on the stone, and the famous orchid was the orchid.

The Emperor Yan and his calligraphy skills for curing the illness, Yan Pei Chu and Chen Kong are intentional. - "Shilan" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty Purple orchids and red polygonum clusters on the incense plate, chasing the golden pot under the eunuch at dawn.

It’s too late to return home from the three palaces, the sun is bright and the snow is fading. — Zhao Xiang, Song Dynasty, "Queen's Pavilion Spring Post" Today's flowers have ancient names, and their charming fragrance is even better.

If you forget what you want to say, you will grow old if you make up the dust. - "Ode to Hui" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty The light and wind are floating in the blue stream, and the orchids are dry and the sun is shining.

At this age, no one picks it up, but Hanxun only knows it himself. - "Lan Jian" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty. Planting four or five autumn orchid stems and sparse curtains under the curtains are too emotional; maybe you don't plan for the cool breeze to protect the orchids until the late Qing Dynasty.

— "Orchid" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty. Two or three orchid pistils are planted by hand, and the sun is warm and the wind is gentle. I sit there for a long time and wonder if the fragrance is in my room. When I open the window, butterflies fly in.

— "Ode to Orchids" by Yu Tonglu of the Yuan Dynasty. Occasionally, two or three orchids are planted, and they bloom one after another in the gentle breeze of the sun. After sitting for a long time, I don’t know the fragrance in the hall. When I open the window, butterflies fly in.

— Ming Dynasty Wen Peng's "Scroll Inscribed on Orchid and Bamboo" The national incense is scattered in the sky, and the fragrant grass is green and green in the Forbidden City. Who knows that there are people who write with tears and blame the east wind for their support.

— Ming Dynasty Shijian "Zi Anglan" I hate Youlan for insisting on it, and Huahua will not discuss it with me. Touching the tip of the nose creates a feeling of relief. I look for the fragrance but it doesn't smell.

— "Painting Orchid" by Li Rihua of the Ming Dynasty. Over the past few years, the valley has been half frosty and the wind has left a lingering fragrance scattered among the grass. I'm afraid that the woodcutter will mix the orchid moi, and the beauty will be collected in the bundle of salary.

— "Wang Chuyu Paints Orchids" by Chen Jiru of the Ming Dynasty Green clothes and lush greenery stand next to a stone plant with a solitary root. 6. Poems about orchids, bamboos, and chrysanthemums

"Ancient Style"

Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grass is gone.

Although the sun shines brightly, the autumn moon is full of sadness.

The flying frost is pattering early, and the green color is afraid of resting.

If there is no breeze blowing, who will send out the fragrance?

"Guangqun Fangpu"

Liu Hao, Qing Dynasty

No one knows the orchid in the deep valley, and the guest planted it in Dongxuan.

I know that there is clear fragrance that can relieve filth, and I even pity the delicate leaves and frost.

Bamboo and Stone (Qing Dynasty. Zheng Xie)

The green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are still in the broken rocks.

Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

Bamboo (Su Dongpo, Song Dynasty)

It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo;

Without meat, one will be thin, and without bamboo, one will be vulgar.

Yong Bamboo (Fu Pangru)

The ground is broken and the clouds are rising higher and higher, and the cold drives away the three nines to lead the coquettish style.

Don’t shed the sentimental tears of mottled bamboo, but be willing to turn the spring mountains into snow waves. The roots are dense and the rocks are fragrant in early autumn, and the clusters lean against the trees to provide shade at noon.

When I wanted to leave the poem in Wuwu, I saw a chapter of Chu Ci in front of my eyes.

The light of the weeping dew is slanted, and the wind and shadow are slanted.

The layman understands this by looking at leaves rather than flowers.

"Ode to Orchids"

Yu Tonglu, Yuan Dynasty

Two or three orchid pistils are planted in the hand, and the warm wind and the warm wind will warm the sky.

I sit there for a long time without realizing that the fragrance is in the room. When I open the window, butterflies fly in. 7. Poems about orchids and bamboos ﹝ Five sentences each ﹞Urgent

Orchids:

1. Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums,

The routine will last forever.

(Qu Yuan's "Li Sao")

2. Orchid leaf path in the mountains,

Plum peach garden outside the city.

(Wang Bo's "Chunzhuang")

3. Shearan sees off guests on Xianyang Road,

If the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old.

(Li He's "The Golden Bronze Immortal Says Chinese Songs")

4. A solitary orchid grows in a secluded garden,

All the grass is gone.

Although the sun shines brightly,

It is no longer the high autumn moon.

(Li Bai's "Lone Orchid")

5. The orchid stream is full of blue water in spring,

The orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain.

(Du Mu's "Lanxi")

6. The orchids,

spread their fragrance.

If you admire it without picking it up,

How will it hurt Yu Lan?

(Han Yu's "Youlan Cao")

7. The northwest autumn wind withers the cymbidium,

The blue clouds are cold on the waves in Dongting.

(Liu Yuxi's "Resent Hongju Shi to Jiangling Tang")

Bamboo:

1. In the heavy snow in Chang'an, it is difficult for birds to find each other.

2. The south wind blows at night, and the wheat is covered with yellow.

3. When you look at the sky full of poplar flowers and snow, you must think of the people scattering flowers in the sky.

4. The heavy snow weighs on the green pine trees, and the green pine trees stand tall and straight!

5. The green shade makes the day quiet, and the solitary flower indicates the end of spring.

6. Outside the fence, the clear shade connects to the medicine railing, and the dawn breeze blows against the clear blue sky. After the death of Ziyou, there were few close friends, and the frost and frost on the pink festival day filled the cold weather. "Bamboo"

7. By the bamboo fence of the hut, the birds are noisy and the branches are late. A faint fragrance floats everywhere, and it is hard to help but feel sad. "Good things come soon"

8. The green bamboo is half in its casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. The color invades the book late at night, and it is hidden in the wine. The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow. ——"Ode to Bamboo in Yan Zheng's Mansion" by Du Fu

Hope you will adopt it! 8. What are the famous poems describing "the character of bamboo and orchids"

1. "Bamboo"

Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Green bamboo half contains bamboo baskets, spring bamboo shoots The valley is full.

Poetry is like the tide of the sea, not competing with the beauty of the crowd.

2. "Hsinchu"

Qing Dynasty: Zheng Xie

Hsinchu is higher than the old bamboo branches, all supported by the old stems.

Next year there will be another new born, the ten-foot-long dragon grandson will come around Fengchi.

3. "Bamboo grows slowly and alone"

Han Dynasty: Anonymous

Bamboo grows slowly and takes root in Mount Tai.

I am newly married to you, and the dodder silk is attached to my daughter Luo.

When Dodder is born, it will be a good time for couples.

Getting married thousands of miles away, across the mountains.

Thinking of you makes you grow old, how late is the car?

The cymbidium orchid that hurts it contains heroic glory.

If you don’t pick it when it’s out of season, the grass will wither in autumn.

Jun Liang holds high integrity, so what can I do with a lowly concubine!

4. "Ode to Bamboo in Yan Zheng's Mansion"

Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The green bamboo half contains the casing, and the new shoots are just emerging from the wall. The color invades the book and it's late, and the wine bottle is cool in the shade.

The rain washes the flowers clean, and the wind blows the fragrance. But if there is no cutting, the clouds will grow.

5. "Bamboo"

Tang Dynasty: Li He

Entering the water, the light moves, and the green shadows appear in spring.

The dew shoots grow on the path, and the moss color brushes the frost roots.

Weaving can bear fragrance and sweat, and cutting can be used to catch brocade scales.

Three beams were used, and one section was dedicated to the king and his grandson.

6. "Dian Crimson Lips (Orchid)"

Song Dynasty: Yao Shuyao

In the cool and cold forest, jade bushes reflect the pine and bamboo bottom in the distance. The phoenix hairpin reclines. Smiling proudly in the east wind.

A kind of faint fragrance, with its own hint of spring. The fragrance is fine. Chinese people compete for flattery. Not counting peaches and plums.

7. "Lanxi"

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

The orchid river in spring is full of blue water, and the orchids reflecting the water are fragrant in the rain.

The senior official of Chu State is looking haggard, so he should find this way to Xiaoxiang. 9. Ancient poems praising orchids, plum blossoms, bamboos and chrysanthemums

Orchids in "Lu Lan" by Miao Gongen of the Qing Dynasty, half-smiling and half-vomiting, with a clear heart and bright eyes, "Orchid Grass" by Zhang Lunying of the Qing Dynasty The grass is blooming, bright red and green.

The fresh rain is falling on the leisure steps, and the appearance is so beautiful. Zhang Wentao's "Orchid" of the Qing Dynasty occasionally inspected a few orchid paintings, and the charm of each one is different. The high flowers are flying and the low flowers are laughing, leaning against the spring breeze. I don’t know that the true gentleman among the flowers is General Zhang Xueliang’s "Poetry of Ode to Orchid", whose grace is expressed by Aixinjueluo. People call it the fragrance of the king, and the gentleman of Fang, because of the four rhymes of the title.

The autumn color of Yiyi is blue, and the leaves are so green. Those who love this king will be fragrant, and the flowers will show in the courtyard.

The fragrance is scattered and the shadows are still in the sparse lattice. How can it be that there are too many Jiu Wan and the Li Sao Sutra is wasted.

Cao Yin's "Winter Orchid" The winter grass is full of cold green, and the orchids are also flowers. He is as clear as a grain-killer, and as thin as a poet.

Cong shows off her hair and crotch, which is parted into a double bun. The fragrance in the evening window makes me think, and the shadow of the wind is like a bonfire.

Plum Blossoms Presented to Fan Ye and Lu Kai In the Southern Dynasty and Song Dynasty, plum blossoms were broken and sent to the Longtou people by envoys. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.

Little Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Lin Hejing and Tang Dynasty, all the flowers are swaying and noisy, occupying the small garden with all the charm. The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.

The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, while the white butterfly knows how to unite and part its soul. Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don't need to be good at sealing and sealing gold bottles.

Plum Blossoms There are several plum blossoms in the corner of Wang Anshi's wall, and Ling Han blooms alone. I don't know that there is no snow in the distance, but there is a secret fragrance coming.

Bu Suanzi Yong Mei By the broken bridge outside Lu Youyi, the road is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.

There is no intention to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.

Mo Mei Wang Mian The trees beside the inkstone washing pond at my house are blooming with faint ink marks. Don't let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure air to fill the universe.