Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north. The lotus leaf skirt in Changling, Wang Song is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli of Chu Xiao Jingci School. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. A plum blossom in the Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance, jade Qing and Yu Qiuyu, so she untied Luo Shang and went to Lan alone.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Lotus is clear. Shi Tao has a five-inch lotus leaf, and sticking to the waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking; In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women. Love Lotus Song Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water Plants is very complicated.
Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang came, peonies have been loved all over the world. Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside and straight inside, you can see from a distance that it is not ridiculous. Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu is full of green water and hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above. ◇ ode to hibiscus ~ Yue Qingfeng in the Southern Dynasties shook purple leaves and exposed Zhu Shi lightly.
Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red. ◇ picking lotus ~ In the Southern Dynasties, Wu Liang Dai mixed flowers, and Luoyi hung Qinghe.
Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason.
May you return early, this lotus is fresh. ◇ Poems about Lotus ~ There are tiny grasses in the north of Hongze River, which can be used to rejuvenate.
Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun. Moving to the fish pond is a great loss.
How to frost dew, should be with the canopy. ◇ chanting concentric hibiscus ~ Duke Du of Sui displayed lotus flowers, and graceful water came out.
Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly.
The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Yingtong drew countless companions and untied himself.
You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The boat docked against the lotus.
Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup. ◇ Ancient style (its twenty-six) ~ Tang Li Baibi is born in quiet spring, sunny and fresh.
Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the flying frost fade.
If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi. ◇ Lotus-picking Song ~ Xiao Weijin paddled a Mulan boat in South Liu Liang, playing with lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River.
Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it.
As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering. ◇ There is a gift of folding lotus ~ Tang Li Bai is playing autumn water by the river, loving this red and fresh.
The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round. This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away.
Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind. ◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin is colorless and compatible. Why not be fragrant?
Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late. Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water.
Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song. ◇ Lotus ~ Wenlutang shakes the star gold, and rolls the orchid into a white apple.
It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust. Go out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli at night. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. ◇ hibiscus on the money pool ~ Jiangnan will rest in September, and hibiscus will turn to Zhongzhou.
Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow. Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon.
It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond. ◇ A plum cut ~ Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance in the Northern Song Dynasty can ruin Yuqiu, relieve Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
◇ Su Curtain Covered ~ Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the heat in the Northern Song Dynasty. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird.
The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time.
Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu. Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong Dongjiatan is a vast desert with green trees facing the water inlet.
Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru's lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus.
Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.
2. Poems describing petals: orchids are grass for orchids and trees for pines. Orchids are fragrant and fragrant, but they don't change their appearance when they are cold. -Li Bai Lotus, after all, the West Lake is in the middle of June, and the scenery at four o'clock is different. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. It is hard to plant chrysanthemums in the west wind. If I were Di Qing next year, I would blossom peach blossoms. The branch in the corner of plum blossom is plum blossom, and
Bai Juyi's Qin Zhongyin (No.1 10) and Buy Flowers, with peony. The price is changeable, and the reward directly depends on the number of flowers. Hundred flowers are red, and five flowers are pressed. There is a curtain on it and a fence next to it. The water is spilled and sealed with mud, and the color is the same. There is a Tian She Weng. A column of flowers in Liu Yuxi's flat house was not at home when he arrived. Modaoxi is not far away, and Chunmen is the end of the world. The Cuihu Lake in Beijing was at this gate last year. Peach blossoms set each other off; I don't know where to go, but the peach blossom in the spring breeze is still smiling. The fragrant flowers in Lin Bu are swaying, occupying the amorous feelings of the small garden. The thin shadow is shallow, and there is a faint fragrance in the dusk of the month. Frost birds want to see first, and pink butterflies like to know each other. Fortunately, there are whispers that can be combined without a gold plaque. In Yimei, Li Shangyin will settle on the horizon.
3. Beautiful sentences describe pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and delicate begonia flowers in full bloom.
The sky is full of small white flowers dotted with pale green branches and leaves.
Dianthus sticks its head out from the chaotic weeds. Their pink smiling faces are really beautiful!
Morning glory raised its big purple trumpet, as if playing a nice morning song.
In the field, a flaming Chinese milk vetch is like a blazing flame.
The blooming lotus stands on the green stem, looking at the distance like a slim girl.
Some chrysanthemums are fully open, revealing goose yellow stamens; Some chrysanthemums are half open, like a shy little girl, especially the budding flower bones, which are particularly beautiful against the green leaves.
Thousands of smiling flowers seem to whisper in a crisp voice: spring is coming! Spring is coming!
Clusters of bright flowers gathered under the leaves, like countless butterflies, spread their wings slightly and stopped in the air, motionless.
The breeze blew, and a shower of flowers fell, just like Shan Ye covered with a colorful brocade quilt.
Looking at a large area of colorful cherry blossoms, I really doubt that the Nine-Day Fairy scattered shredded colored satin on the ground.
Winter jasmine, its color is not as beautiful as roses, its aroma is not as rich as peony, but it is not afraid of the cold and takes the lead in reporting the coming of spring to people with its life.
The blooming epiphyllum is bright and full, dazzling, so elegant and charming; Trembling, dizzy, fragrant, like a white fairy.
Look at the two sky-blue petals of this little flower. Two thin stamens stand high, and the yellowish head quivers slightly, much like a dancing butterfly.
In the flowerpot, there is a lush tulip. The blooming flowers are black, and the slightly scattered petals are like black velvet, emitting bursts of fragrance and refreshing.
4. A poem describing the petals falling in the rain-Yongmei.
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Linjiang County-Hou Meng Loutai Gaosuo
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking. When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on the word se. Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
well
Last night, it was raining and suddenly the wind blew.
Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.
Ask the shutter man,
However, Haitang remains the same.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what?
It should be green, fat, red and thin.
5. Praise the beautiful poems of Yongmei Lu You, the operator of Chinatown.
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.
It's dusk. I'm alone. It's windy and rainy.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
Mo mei Wang Mian
The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Plum blossom Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Xuemei Second Lu Meipo
For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.