Modern poetry describing orchids
The Chinese have always regarded the orchid as a symbol of nobility and elegance, and together with the "plum blossoms, bamboos and chrysanthemums", they are collectively known as the "Four Gentlemen". Usually, "Lan Zhang" is used to describe the beauty of poetry and prose, and "Lan Jiao" is used to describe the true friendship.
Below, I will share with you a modern poem describing orchids. I hope it will be helpful to you! Modern poems describing orchids 1
I am an orchid blooming in the valley
The wind is my lingering
The rain is my singing
< p> Roots, deeply planted in the soil under your feetThat is the chest of the motherland
Thoughts gather in the wilderness
Fragrance blooms in silence
The grass is swaying with the charm of spring
Hidden in the lush branches
Taste the warm sunshine
Lingering about the dance of bees
The wings of fluttering butterflies
Occasionally a smart bird
The chirping sound, the bright and shy face
Don’t be depressed by the hardship of life
Not rejoicing in abandoning dissidents
Just a touch of speechless drifting
Guidance, the direction that penetrates the heart
At that time, time has settled Glitz
The wind sweeps away my madness
The pure heart maintains the eternal beauty
The loose, lingering and low-pitched singing
Return There is a deep attachment
In the way of the soul
The pulse flows through the beating heart
Born in a corner where no one is paying attention
Reciting, focusing on the distant gaze
Simple, a cluster of orchids
Rich and rich, thousands of fragrances
No matter where you live in the world, Or the Cape
They are all enriched with exciting plots
The images of the quiet valley and the beauty
It is an eternal feeling
Singing the motherland, eternal glory Modern poetry describing orchids 2
You are like an orchid
Walking through the lonely and long winter
In this March
I hope to meet
A you who is like an orchid
Although you come from the mountains
The flowers are full of beauty
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Even in a dream
It’s you I’m looking at from afar
Flowers are not people
People are better than flowers
No matter where I am
I love my home more than I love myself. Modern poem describing orchids 3
I imagine being under the magnolia tree in spring
The trees are full of branches.
The ink and feng shui are all included in the painting;
The distant support of understanding things
There are always good sentences in the spring breeze;
The wonderful brushwork of the flower spirit Messenger,
Introducing the spring song to reflect the Japanese style
Reflecting the brush tip;
From ancient times to Yaxing, painting skills
Searching for the light and shade of dreams;
Writing a rhyme to list the journey:
Ten thousand volumes of floral fragrance riding on the wind
A city flower in the making
Counting the monuments to express the words tactfully
The astonishing pen that paints the spring scenery;
The academic origin of Demeng Fengyi
The greatness of spiritual practice lies in the concept of feeling In the meantime;
Borrowing the mystery of passion
Watching the trees due to the breeze;
Worshiping the poems about the arrival of madness
Putting the question Chunfang is singing;
The passion of jade in the heart
Who carries the pen tour
It blooms freely and unrestrainedly;
The trees are engraved with handsome reputation , Return to the glorious day
Always in a new mood;
Like a must-read,
Like a good policy,
Like a great virtue,
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Sitting on the lotus throne where the drunk Cheng Jing came early;
The etiquette and music of writing calligraphy and painting,
This poem and painting are free from dust. A rare treasure
In the city
Quietly
Each branch overflows naturally:
Each strength is
The mountain of books in the chest,
Overflowing with ideals The gift of strength
Remember it neither long nor short
Even though - famous sages chanted in ancient and modern times:
The outstanding human world is covered by the flowers of the times. It's a big deal! Modern poems describing orchids 4
An orchid blooms in spring
Just cut out a few petals of spring colors
Cut them into the shape of an orchid< /p>
Then,
Hang a bunch of bells for the wind
In front of whose window
Ding dong green
In the morning light
The dance of the soul
In the distance
There is a bird called time
Standing in the sunshine Branch
Look
Green
How to sing
The song of time
Waiting
Seasons
Modern poems describing orchids blooming quietly in spring 5
Orchid flowers bloom
In every lonely season
There will always be one or two sad things
that make us feel
The world will eventually have shortcomings
Then, the orchids bloom
It’s in a corner of this city
Innocent and romantic
Rejoicing in other people’s joy
Sad in other people’s sorrow
It is so small
Like a gentle drop of rain
It merges into the sea without making any sound
And its All
It’s only open for half a season
Who will be moved by it
I always have this suspicion
Even if you shed tears for it once
Also grieve for it once
This request is not too much
Because it has its half-season insignificance
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We also have our lifelong pursuits and hopes
Yes, we still have a longer way to go
Just look at the orchids again before leaving Let's go
It will also bring us hope and blessings
In every corner of this city
It will also walk with us all the way Modern poems describing orchids 6
Orchid grass
Never shows off one's charm and gracefulness
Just quietly releases an elegant smile
< p> Never hide one's exquisitenessJust silently contribute the sweet medicinal effect
Grow freely in the boundless fertile wilderness
The wanton fragrance is in The remote valley
Never care that I am a grass
The blooming mood is misty in the wind and rain
Even if the short youth is wasted every year< /p>
How to live such a delicate life
Sticking up the delicate limbs of each other
The whole land is light blue and green
The persistence of adding beauty to nature
Some people try to keep you in the courtyard
Some people like to move you as a potted plant
For people to watch and take pictures< /p>
Have the opportunity to appear in a colorful pictorial
When you leave the embrace of nature
There is no innocent smile anymore
The fragrance of earth No longer mellow
Lonely feelings are suffering every night
Tears condense on the branches
Bitterness lingers among the flowers
Missing that The vast land
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Reminiscing about the spring mornings spent together
Ah
Orchid grass
Your elegance and petiteness
Your dedication, your friendliness
I really hope you will always take root in the wilderness
Stretch out your lovely and charming modern poems about orchids 7
Dedicated To the white magnolia
You always make your appearance slowly in the season when the flowers retreat
Climb the eyebrows of the tree
< p> In an unchanging wayBloom your own purity
You are always in the days when the green leaves are lush
Quietly and shyly hidden Between the branches
Like a little bird
Spreading the beauty out of the green
Dotted with stars, decorating the green
This painting
Which painter is it?
Always depict you in my heart
Slowly, blooming, blooming, white Modern poems describing orchids 8
Magnolia flowers bloom
Accompanied by fine raindrops
Magnolia flowers bloom
The fragrance is very light Very light
Winter has gone quietly
Even the snow-white headscarf has been taken away
Are you intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers?
< p> The drizzle in March seems like someone is cryingWalking among the magnolia trees
Whose heart is the drizzle knocking on?
The gray and cold breath thinks Avoid my touch
The loneliness that has been hidden all winter
is quietly creeping out of the dull eyes
And these people have experienced the frozen loneliness
But I didn’t care about the fragrance of flowers
The withered bamboo shadow in the distance
blocked my way to look at April
That rainy night without moonlight
The foreshadowing
Just as the sky is waiting for misty rain, I am waiting for you
Just to see you in bud
And the full moon
Although it has not been salvaged
, it has already fainted and its ending
How much spring breeze is there?
< p> Jingzhe, Qingming, GuyuAt that moment, you must care about your own beauty
So I folded the shadow of the magnolia into the mold of March
Leave it to the protection of the bamboo forest in the distance
The words in my mind
Like a butterfly with wings
From the cold spring
p>Flying to spring