Xianche is stationed in Qixiang. Feng drives out of the sky. The moon shines on the nine lights. The wind blows the lily. Come and have a good laugh. Tears have stained my clothes. Vaguely like a flower. I suddenly look like Gaotang. Farewell has no words. Hehan gradually makes soup.
Ercongxiang Lily, a piece of pink Changchun. Laugh at the old turtle hall, but don't remember poverty—— Lu You's North Window Ode
There are many kinds of connecting leaves, and the flowers have no color. It is exposed or drooping, and it leans from the wind—— Xiao Cha's Lily
In front of the hall, plant mountain pills and scatter agate plates—— Song Dynasty, Su Shi
My house is newly built, and there are several plots of land in the west. It is gratifying to get rain by planting mountain potions in autumn. Mountain peonies are not good flowers, and the old garden has deep meaning. You can send all the best products after you have acquired the soil. The sun will rise in the spring next year, and the feet will be full and the flowers will be rotten—— Su Zhe
After the lotus spring, the steep toe of Tuoyang Mountain is more connected than the cypress pod. It is made by myself with Zhifang—— Wang Xuan's "Ode to Lilies"
There is no fragrance to find in the spring, and the mountain pill will come out of the secluded forest at the latest. The flowers are as durable as deer and scallions, and the leaves are as deep as peony—— Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli
Fanglan moved all over Zhonglin. Why not plant a jade hairpin and beg for two clusters of fragrant lilies? The old man is 70 years childlike.
Learn to dye the light yellow hemerocallis, and several branches are exposed and windy. Self pity is difficult to get into the world. I didn't say I planted this flower before the court.
The sun shines on people forever, and the lily forgets worries. In the afternoon, when the dream came back, the distant willow cicadas were chirping. The moss well comes out of the ice spring, and I'm tired of washing it. But hanging a small curtain hook, a wisp of furnace smoke curl.
The square dendrobium grows fragrant lilies, and the small basin mountain raises water boxwood. The old man is not a child, but day grows in the temple!