Moss, rocks, kingfishers, dragonflies, waiting for the secluded space. The sound of water, birds, insects, quiet, blooming the carefree time of the four seasons. Your space is high and cloudy, the forest is deep and meandering, and the mountains are flowing water. A paradise of immortals, a paradise of saints. Here wisteria waterfalls, lofty mountains and valleys, heaven and water meet. Chonglan is born at the bottom of the stream, and the fragrance is full of secluded forests. There are many arrows on the cliffs, and the roots of the mountains are also graceful. In your pure land, the sky is full of clouds, thousands of countries are full of cliffs, and the holy realm is full of wild orchids. There are still tens of millions of species, and butterfly flowers are even more numerous. Countless Lanhui people don't know, and tens of millions of varieties are hidden in mountain streams. Wandering in your world, a green mountain and an orchid, Lanfang bamboo and green are intriguing. Xiaoxiang clouds dream of three thousand miles, blowing full of spring breeze and not feeling cold.
Born on the cliff, growing up in the shade of the willows, lying beside the stream, indifferent since ancient times, happy and poor. I am used to hearing the sound of mountains and flowing water, and I feel the meaning of the wind and snow. I walked out of the fetters of the world, let the heart that was not bothered by the red dust, and walked towards the purple qi of your orchid, and the spiritual light was permeated. In the pure land that has not been eroded by mortal dust, in your fragrant fairyland on earth, you can see the rainbow of Yaochi and the snow of Cangshan Mountain. Look at the high art of Dharma, Tengyun Guanyin. Look at the drunken concubine, Xi Shi Huansha. Looking at you, the purple stem Danxin is two or three bushes, growing in the alpine rain and dew. Dan paste condensed amber, emerald calyx blooming. Feel you, the breeze shakes the green ring, and the cool dew drops the jade. Immersed in you, the color contains light and heavy fog, and the fragrance attracts the wind.
Never deliberately glamorous, white is thorough, red is warm, or yellow or green or blue, but only a touch of light. However, it is the silver light of the vast moon in the plain heart, and the snow of the Holy Shadow Tianshan is clean. The red sun of the sea of clouds is dotted with colorful hearts, and the channeling of the light of the Buddha is relic. Born in the valley, not without people. It is often a deep valley overflowing with fragrance, the fog is filled, and no one knows the fragrance. However, you are fragrant but not turbid, clear but not light. As long as the new stamen is half a makeup bush, the orchid gas has smoked the palace. When I dissolve into your lonely incense soul, I can ripple out the Zen sound of harmony and happiness from the bottom of my heart, and my worries will disappear. I linger in your warm and quiet world, watching the sunshine orchid shining golden light, the moonlight orchid face shining silver, the wind blowing the orchid grass shaking the rhyme, the morning and dusk Zhilan changing fairy posture. The joy is endless, the water drops of orchid grass are like fairy tears, the rain bath orchid is like a hibiscus out of the water, the cloud flying orchid bush is like a fairy moving, and the misty orchid plant is in the dream of the Yi people.
From ancient times to the present, it is a simple green. You are innocent, clean, simple in character, and noble in temperament. A lonely and high, quiet and far-reaching. Living in the youth of a hundred flowers, not affected by interests, detached and indifferent. It is as idle as Wenjun's spring sideburns, and as clear as ice and snow despise the fairy. Yang me, climb the cliff, cross the valley, and swim leisurely in your three thousand miles of clouds. In the orchid bush, the fine line is like a breeze, and the trailing orchid fragrance is like a firefly. Dancing orchid grass and green leaf sleeves, the heart swings orchid gold and jade light. Suddenly, the body flutters like a ghost, and the heart is clear and free of chaos. Wandering in the sky and mist, boundless and quiet, and the dew is Xiangshui, Ling Feng is like going to Ruizhu Palace. Be careful, for fear of alarming the dewdrops on the orchid, for fear of shaking off the green mist in the mountains. Standing on the cliff of the stream and contemplating, it is the sunset of the long river, the solitary orchid is glowing, the cliff is surging mist, and the spiritual orchid is rainbow.
Hold the fragrance and keep the festival, do not seek to be heard. Don't be inferior because you were born in the wilderness, don't wilt because of the cold, don't be in the company of vulgarity, and be willing to be a companion of the ordinary. The deep valley does not seek much appreciation, but only leaves a clear breath in the world. You are the most innocent and elegant perfection away from the hustle and bustle of the world. I should be with you, free in your sky, free from the trap of the world, with idle clouds and wild cranes, disdainful of snobbery. With you, read the mountains, read the moon, read the flowing water, read the breeze, read the pure and pleasant days, and realize that all things are spiritual. The tranquility of the world and the world, laughing at the vicissitudes of the world. A dream of a thousand autumns is sweet and beautiful, drunk and idle. Romantic and refreshing, Yiyunye, a lifetime in the world.
Clear and high, no matter how much **, will always maintain an unstained heart. You are full of natural mountains and rivers, beautiful, and magnificent. Even in the materialistic city, there is still self-love. Drink rain and dew and be happy, stroke the rhyme and get drunk, lie down proudly, and stand upright. The ice and snow of the high wind are pure, and the golden jade of the long glow is beautiful. I, standing in front of Lan Chang calm, and Lan Pianpian rhyme, a heart into the orchid, Lan Fang spiritual light sprinkled all over the body. Very feeling, jasper grass, golden orchid heart, otherworldly like a fairy king. Insight who knows, pay into the mountains and rivers in the rain. Only eight buckets are dust-free, and they are drunk in the green mountains. Dazen Avenue is as light as the fog layer of the clear mountain, and Datao is as transparent as clear water and dew. With you, the air is clear, the color is clear, the mind is clear, and the rhyme is clear. Scatter all the vulgar thoughts and smiles, and there is a lot of freedom in the world, and the world is fixed in the underworld, and Kyushu seems to do nothing with the orchid.
Since ancient times, there have been few acquaintances in music, and Yaoqin is in love with playing. The purple stem and green leaves are in the valley, and I am cloak and frost with the cold. In the infinite fragrant world of Lingao, Sansheng smiles proudly in the rivers and lakes, and a flower blooms alone in the four seasons. The three dynasties ignored the chaotic politics, and a flower dotted the dust. In the subtle and subtle beauty and purity with you, I have planted the boundless nobility and splendor into my life. Look at how much is the past and future of the Lan years, and turn into a beautiful scenery around you, and feel the warmth of the Lan Road in the world of the Lan soul all your life. A heart of blood to open the golden stone, a body of heroic spirit to set the soul of the mountain. Standing innocently in the world of heaven and earth, he is honest and civilian. Jinlan concentric millennium knot, the end of the world continues to lead. The cranes and clouds come and go, and the blue soul travels in the sky. The sword gall and the heart of the piano are double orchid rhyme, and the righteousness is thin and the sky is a bosom friend. Pure and noble honey affection, thousands of miles of incense for a long time.