There is no idiom containing the word "nan", but the poems containing the word "nan" are as follows

Poems about Nan

The sound of the valley echoes the bells and drums, and the shadow of the waves Down to Song Nan.

Thousands of heather trees, tens of thousands of privet forests.

There is no winter or spring in Nannan, and there are dense leaves and peaks in Coryna.

In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds in the dusk.

The pines and cypresses cannot be waited for, and the phoebe trees are hard to move.

Why not peck at the millet in the Shetian? Why not perch on the heather branches?

The water pounded the mica, and the wind swept the heather.

The nan trees were dark in color, and the riverside was covered with green.

In front of the thatched cottage leaning against the nan tree on the river, it has been passed down for two hundred years.

I don’t know if it rains at night on the mountain peaks, but at dawn the heather flowers flow turbulently.

The scenery is vast, the smoke is sparse, and the dark brown trees are dense.

Nan Nan is so majestic and withered that no one in the countryside will remember it.

The Chu River flows across to the Chu Temple, and nanmu grows quietly on the back of the red cliff.

Looking closely at the heather and jade tea, the leaves are vertically similar, and the charm is lost in Iraq.