Poems about Chinese studies and lotus

1. Poems related to lotus and lotus

1. The lotus blooms brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water. A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends. The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances in the wind of the clothes. The name Lotus can be recited naturally, and the two minds are the same. ——"Poem of Ode to the Hibiscus of the Same Heart" by Du Gongzhan of the Sui Dynasty

2. The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear. The lovesickness is far away from the city. The autumn clouds do not disperse and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen. The sound of rain. ——"Su Luo's Pavilion Congratulations to Cui Yong and Cui Gun" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

3. The green moss was cut to create a pond, and the lotus leaves were divided into uneven green. At dawn, a puff of smoke blooms, like a painting of a real woman coming out of the bath. ——"Ode to the Lotus" by Du Yan of the Song Dynasty

4. The jade snow is exquisite, covered with green and red; the infinite meaning of life is only in the heart of pain. ——"Lotus Root Flowers and Leaves Picture" Wu Shidao, Yuan Dynasty

5. There is nothing to do after the rain, and the lotus powder is not dry in the charming water. Heaven does not hesitate to offer a hundred thousand pearls, and the green plate is held up for people to see. ——"Lotus" Wang Yuepu, Song Dynasty 2. Ancient poems about lotus

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——Yang Wanli "Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn"

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. —— Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"

I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. ——Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3"

The sun on the leaves is rising and the rain is falling, the water is clear and round, and the wind is lifting each one. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Su Muzhe·Liao Agarwood"

The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain. ——Li Shangyin's "Staying in Luo's Pavilion to Care for Cui Yong and Cui Gun"

There are three autumn osmanthus seeds and ten miles of lotus flowers. ——Liu Yong's "Looking at the Sea Tide·Southeast Formation Victory"

The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound. ——Meng Haoran "The South Pavilion in Summer is Great"

The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains alone return to the distance. —— Liu Changqing's "Farewell to Master Lingche"

The color of bamboo is green under the stream, and the lotus is fragrant in the mirror. ——Li Bai's "Farewell to Chu Yong in Yanzhong"

Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms. ——Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Song·Xia Song"

The east wind suddenly rises and the weeping poplars dance, and the sound of thousands of lotus hearts is heard. ——Liu Xun's "On the Pond after the Rain"

Only the green lotus and the red lotus, the rolls are relaxed and open, and they are innocent. ——Li Shangyin's "Gift of Lotus"

A lotus blooms gracefully. ——Su Shi's "Jiang Shenzi·Jiang Scenery"

The West Lake is beautiful after the lotus blooms, and when you come to bring wine. ——Ouyang Xiu, "Picking Mulberries: The West Lake is Beautiful After the Lotuses Bloom"

It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, and the sound of raindrops breaking the lotus is heard. ——Ouyang Xiu's "Linjiang Fairy·The Rain on the Willow Wai Qing Lei Pond"

The lotus flowers are so delicate that they want to talk, but they are worried about killing the boaters. ——Li Bai's "Lushui Song"

***The golden lotus family is thousands of miles away, and they are happily together. ——Huang Tingjian's "Niannujiao·Broken Rainbow Jiyu"

The rhombus leaves linger in the waves of the lotus, and the wind blows, and the boat can pass through the depths of the lotus. ——Bai Juyi's "Lotus Picking Song"

The moon is bright and the boat flute is rising, and the wind is still in the pond and the lotus is fragrant. —— Qin Guan's "Enjoying the Coolness"

The green pond is all gone and the red lotus leaves are all gone, but the lotus leaves are still blooming. —— Yang Wanli's "Late Steps in the Cool Autumn" 3. Poems about lotus

Small Pond

Yang Wanli

The spring silently cherishes the trickle,

The shade of the tree shines on the water and the love is clear and soft.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners.

Has a dragonfly already stood on its head?

Jiangnan Scenic Show

Most remembered in Bilian

Oona is like a fairy

The breeze sends Xiangyuan

Lotus Picking Song

(Wang Changling)

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color,

The hibiscus blooms to both sides of the face. < /p>

I couldn’t see anyone entering the pond,

I heard someone singing and then I realized someone was coming.

The pond was stormy all night,

< p> Open thousands of red jade;

Lianjun is always noble,

Who can love the lotus like Dun Yi?

Midnight Wu Song

Li Bai

Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms.

In May, Xishi is picked, and people look at it like a narrow path.

Returning to the boat without waiting for the moon, he returned to the Yue Wang family.

Seeing Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn

Yang Wanli

After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

The lotus flowers are clear. Shi Tao

The five-inch lotus leaves are delicate, and they stick to the waves without hindering the movement of the boat;

It can also be seen in the Xunfeng in April and May. Covering the waist of a beautiful woman. 4. Poems about lotus.,

"Little Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty: The spring is silent and trickling, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is soft and clear.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. "Lotus Picking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty: The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face.

He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming. Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple": After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty: The spring is silent and trickling, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, which is clear and soft.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. > The beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is most remembered in the green lotus. Ona is like a fairy, and the breeze carries fragrance far away > A friend called and invited me to visit the garden site.

There are a few slanting winds and rain, and a few crescent willow branches. Walking to Jinchun Garden, I stood looking at the lotus pond.

The lotus welcomes me, graceful and I am infatuated with myself. > The lotus roots are drawn under the water in the clear pond. The spring breeze brings the dew to touch the body. When the flowers bloom like the full moon, who will remember the lotus planter after seeing the scenery? > The old willows hang down the embankment and the wind is light, and the new lotus is full of leaves in the fields.

The white feathers are waving frequently, and the idlers are sitting, while the black gauze is half-fallen and the drunkard is sleeping. When you dream, you can cut off the sun by waving your arms. When you wake up, you can hold your pipe and don't peek into the sky.

> You cannot pick lotuses in the Yan Garden. The lotus leaves are empty in the fields. There are no fish playing in the lotus. It is also difficult for me to enter the lotus. Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond": The spring is silent and trickling, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. Among the lotus leaves, to the east of the lotus leaves, to the west of the lotus leaves, to the south of the lotus leaves, and to the north of the lotus leaves. Legends about lotus The legend of "Lotus Fairy" Lotus Standing gracefully among the lotus leaves swaying in the wind, it looks absolutely beautiful from a distance.

In our country, there are many touching legends about lotus. According to legend, there was a scholar in the Yuan Dynasty who accidentally met a beautiful girl in plain clothes. He gave the girl a jade ring.

One day, a lotus flower bloomed by the pool. He came closer to watch it, but found a jade ring in the lotus room, which he gave to the girl. In shock, he broke the lotus flower. , and the girl disappeared. The lotus flower is the incarnation of Yu Ji, the most beautiful maid beside the Queen Mother.

Because Yu Ji envied the couple in the human world, the hard-working life of men farming and women weaving, she felt the emptiness and loneliness of living in the heavenly palace. Accompanied by Feng Leni, the daughter of the River God, she secretly opened the Nantian Gate and flew quietly to the West Lake in Hangzhou. The two heavenly fairies jumped when they saw the mirror reflecting the white clouds in the sky and the green mountains in the world. Take a bath in the beautiful lake.

Who would have thought that it would be dawn soon, and when Lenny would ask Yuji to return to the Heavenly Palace as soon as possible, how could Yuji be willing to part with this beautiful world. When the Queen Mother found out, she became angry and picked up the lotus throne and threw Yu Ji into the lake. She also cursed viciously: "If you want to be free from the secular world, I will drive you into the mud and you will never be able to go to the south again."

From then on, this flawless white fairy transformed into a beautiful lotus. 5. What are the poems about lotus? Ancient Poetry Website

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face. ----"The Song of Plucking Lotus" by Wang Changling, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

The lotus flowers reflect the sky one after another, and the barnyardgrass depends on each other. ----The Southern Dynasties poet Xie Lingyun's "Stone Wall Jingshe Returned to the Lake"

The autumn wind in the pond was cold all night, blowing away the red jade shadows of lotus flowers. ----"Song of Ziling Island" by Cao Xueqin, a poet of the Qing Dynasty

Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms. ----"Midnight Wu Song·Xia Ge" by Li Bai, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

Clinging to the lotus and touching the pearls, the ripples are not round. ----Since the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai's "If you break the lotus, you will get a gift"

There is green mud underneath, and the fragrance cannot be restored.

There is red dust on it, and the color is not bright. ----"Planting Lotuses in Jingzhao Mansion" by Bai Juyi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.

The white lotus planted in the mountain is pure and dust-free, and the people in the society have been in a romantic society for thousands of years. ----Northern Song Dynasty poet Huang Tingjian's "Two Poems on Donglin Temple·One"

Coming out of the mud but not stained, washing lotus leaves clear but not evil.----Northern Song Dynasty poet Zhou Dunyi's "Love of Lotus" < /p>

The lotus leaves that touch the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are uniquely red - a seven-character quatrain by Yang Wanli, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty, "Walking off to the forest at dawn from Jingci Temple" 6. Poems about lotus

< p> The beautiful scenery conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shy the jade face. ——Ode to Zhuluo Mountain by Li Bai

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——Yang Wanli leaving Jingci Temple at dawn

Looking around at the light of the mountains and the light of the water, leaning against the railing, the scent of wildflowers and lotuses lingers for ten miles. ——Huang Tingjian, Ezhou Nanlou Calligrapher

There is no rain cover when the lotus is gone, and there are still proud frost branches of the chrysanthemums. ——Gift to Liu Jingwen and Su Shi

The lotus leaves linger in the waves and the wind blows, and a small boat passes through the depths of the lotus. —— Lotus Picking Song by Bai Juyi

The willow leaves are singing and the green is dark, and the lotus flowers are red in the setting sun. ——Inscribed on the wall of Taiyi Palace in the West by Wang Anshi

A lotus root and a stem of incense will be hurt by the reality in life. ——Additional Booklet of the Twelve Hairpins of Jinling——Xiangling Cao Xueqin

Eyes but no beads, belly empty, happy to meet lotus flowers out of water. ——Lantern Lantern Riddles by Cao Xueqin

Thirty miles around the lotus flowers in Guo, there are a thousand pine trees in the city. ——Yuhang Xingsheng Bai Juyi

The sunken branches and vines are unpredictable, and the rhombus leaves and lotus flowers are as quiet as wipes. ——Du Fu, Traveling to Meibei

The lotus flowers are so delicate that they want to talk, but they are worried about killing the boatman. ——Lushui Song Li Bai

I recall that I was a guest at home yesterday, and the lotus flowers were first red and the wicker green. ——Binge Xingshang Xinping Changshi Xiongcan Li Bai

The color of bamboo is green under the stream, and the lotus is fragrant in the mirror. ——Li Bai, Farewell to Chu Yong's Yanzhong

Crossing the river to enjoy the autumn water, I love the fresh lotus flowers. ——Li Bai in the eleventh chapter of the ancient novel

Lotus and willow leaves are inseparable from each other in autumn. ——An Autumn Occasion by Du Mu

Thousands of hectares are covered with lotus flowers, and the red and green colors are mixed with the clear water. ——Visiting the lotus in Houhu Lake by Li Jing

The girl picking lotus by the Ruoye stream smiled and listened to people's words across the lotus. ——Lotus Picking Song Li Bai 7. Poems about lotus

Lotus Leaf [Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu The wind blows on the surface of the pond, and the leaves are exposed between the waves.

Who spreads a green cover on the water, but wears red makeup and sings about picking lotuses. Lotus [Song Dynasty] Wang Anshi The pavilion is surrounded by wind and dew. Do you know how charming the sky is? A boat is beyond the reach of other people, so you should be regarded as a beauty.

Xiaochi [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli The spring is a silent stream, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, which is soft and clear. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

Ru Meng Ling [Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao often remembers that the sunset in the creek pavilion is so intoxicated that I don’t know the way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.

Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons. Lotus [Song Dynasty] Yang Xunzhai The green roof and red building shine brightly in the sun, and the beauties of the West Lake gather with the immortals.

The waves are flat and the clouds are covered with brocade for ten miles, and the graceful and fragrant demeanor is used to paint the boat. Huanxi Sha by Zhang Yuanqian The mountains surround the flat lake and the waves shake the city. The reflection of the lake is soaked in the green mountains. The crystal downstairs is about to be updated three times.

When the foggy willows are dark, the clouds are over the moon, and where the dew is turned over, fireflies flow, and their flutters spread until dawn. A Cut of Plum Blossoms by Li Qingzhao of the Northern Song Dynasty. The fragrant red lotus roots linger in the jade mat in the autumn. He undresses his clothes lightly and gets on the orchid boat alone.

Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When Yanzi returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just lower my brows, but it is in my heart.

Dielianhua Yan Jidao The first twist of frost brings despair. The sound of orioles in the leaves seems to be imitating Qin'e's singing.

After a long nap, I woke up, and saw the double-striped green mat covered with cold waves. After the rain, the wind blows and the blue sky rises.

The lotus flowers are pulsing, and the faces are red with tears. Slanted against the green clouds and the crescent moon, the curved ring looks like a frown.

Linjiang Fairy Ye Mengde did not see the jumping fish turning to Qugang, and passed by the lake specially. Xiao Xiao Shu wind chaos rain lotus.

The slight clouds have blown away, and the bright moon has fallen into a flat wave. I'm still drunk after a glass of white wine, and I'm still feeling drunk when I come back.

No one can sing the song of Cai Ling. Xiaoxuan pillow mat, eaves shadow hanging stars.

Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo The moon is as bright as frost, the wind is as good as water, and the scenery is infinite. Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out dew, and there is no one to see the loneliness.

Like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are broken. The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been walking around the small garden.

I am a tired guest at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past my hometown. The Swallow Tower is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow in the empty locked building.

The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments. At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou.

Huang Ying'er Chao Buzhi The beauty of Nanyuan is suitable for summer. In twos, twos, threes, new bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo shoots, and Yi Yi crosses the eaves and invades the house.

Listen to the wind blowing in the lotus leaves, and the rain falling from the sycamore trees. After noon, the shadows on the curtain are uneven, the sound of cicadas is heard in the distant forest, and the remains of a deep dream are revealed.

Standing still, the past has become empty, how could I have lived there for a while? Taking care of human affairs, it is not enough to reflect on the emotions in dreams. Watch the tea floating flowers, and a wisp of fragrance lingers on the stick.

Strange Taoist saying: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi. Licorice Seed Liu Yong At dusk in autumn, lotuses are scattered randomly, and pearls rain down.

The moon is shining brightly after the rain, and it is freezing cold in Yuanyangpu. On the pond, there is no one to care about, but this is the mood of living alone! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, I read the words of Fen Lang.

Man Ting Fang Huang Tingjian The repair water is thick and clear, the new strips are light green, and the green light reflects the empty pavilion. There are golden mandarin ducks and frost herons, and the lotus paths are covered with secluded duckweeds.

The crooked railings of the Fragrant Ferry are reflected in red and thin and sparse latticework. On a clear night, the moon is full in Hengtang, and the clear water can see the moving stars.

It's pleasant to listen to. After the light rain, the algae and nymphaeum are blooming, so the beard bed is moved to the square screen of Hunan mat. The mist-scaled clouds are swirling, the sound is constant, and the eaves are ringing with wind chimes.

When the banquet resumes, the Yaochi is full of snow, and the Buddha’s head is green with dew on the mountain. Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang I always remember the lonely mountain. The mountain is like a cluster of black flowers in the center of the lake. The monk's room faces the lake on all sides, and the clear water comes and goes.

The fragrance of lotus flowers fills the Lianyun Pavilion, and the clear sound from the pavilion is heard under the eaves. Don't let the dust stain people's clothes, and dream about flying in the air.

Picking Mulberries Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus blooms. When wine comes, there are no flags, but red buildings and green canopies in front and behind. The painting boat was pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance was golden, the mist and rain were gentle, and I returned drunk with music and songs.

Yan Jidao, who was born in Zhazi, always hated crossing the river, so he moved to live near Xitou. Wandering on the Mulan boat, I strayed into Shuangyuan Pu.

The thin clouds are frivolous for no reason, and they are secretly acting as thin rain. The green sleeves are not cold, and I want to speak to the lotus.

Linjiang Immortal Ouyang Xiu It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, and the sound of raindrops and broken lotuses is heard. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky.

Where you lean against the railing, you can expect the moon to shine. Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains.

The cool waves do not move and the lines of the mat are flat. There are two pillows of water and essence, with a fallen hairpin beside them.

Send Lin Zifang off at dawn from Jingci Temple [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

Lotus by Bu Suanzi, Xin Qiji, pretty red and pink makeup, green cover to keep out the wind and rain. It's cool in June in the world, and it's full moon in Yuanyangpu.

The roots of the lotus root are long, and the lotus in the flower is painful. Just because there is a lot of sadness in the romance, it makes the steps of a beautiful woman even more beautiful.

Pink lips, fragrant lotus, Wang Shipeng, Shili West Lake, light makeup and thick makeup like the west. Lotus root hairpin water.

Very clean and fragrant. I remember once traveling, taking a short trip to the red clouds.

Talking about it, a basin of water is like the West Lake ten miles away. Lotus Mei, Lotus, Su Shi, Song Dynasty, Xia Bao charge blue.

Naturally, especially romantic style. Under the heavy green cover, Qianjiao shines on the water, so red and white.

Every time I look at the bright moon and the clear breeze, I am very low and silent, and the evil spirits are powerless. Finally, I have to let the boat go, live in the depths of the fragrance, and look at the color of Iraq.

Resentment Wang Sun Song Li Qingzhao The wind on the lake is vast, the autumn is already dusk, and there are few reds and few fragrances. The scenery of the water, the mountains, and the intimacy with people are indescribable and infinitely good.

The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with clear dew, and apple blossom grass. The gulls and herons sleep in the sand and do not look back. They seem to hate that people return early.

Magpie Bridge Immortal Sends Lotus Flowers on Chinese Valentine's Day Song·Fang Yue There are no waves in the Milky Way and no heat in the Qiong Tower. A little tenderness like water.

I am willing to donate orchids to relieve my sorrow, but I am free and delicate. There is snow in the heart of the waves, and the rain is scattered by the gulls.

The lotus can be seen clearly in the jian. God knows how to dispose of me, and I can see how I can sell you off.

Bodhisattva Man, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Chen Yuyi, Nanxuan faces Furongpu, the wind is good, the moon is good, and the rain is good. When there is less red and more green, the light in front of the curtain is wonderful.

The rope bed and ebony table are filled with fragrance. Wake up to a new chapter, and be the master of flowers.

Dreaming of Lotus Flowers by Lu You of the Song Dynasty The sky is boundless and the road is vast. I am an old writer named Feng Lulang, the King of the Moon. I only use a thousand bottles as a monthly salary because I dislike the smell of copper and the fragrance of flowers.

Cave Fairy Song Lotus Liu Guangzu, Song Dynasty The evening wind collects the flowers, and the small pond is clear of lotuses. Leaning alone on the bed, I first wake up from the wine and wander around. Occasionally there is a fragrance blowing in, the clouds and algae are chaotic, and the shadows of fish swim under the leaves.

The sky holds the dew cover, no ice is visible, and the melancholy makeup is in the Xiaoluan mirror. When the moon is cool on the night after, the moonlight is pale, the flowers are low, and I am sleeping in a quiet dream. Who can save me?

It should be remembered that when I leaned on the railing near the stream, I thought about thousands of hectares of red in the south of the Yangtze River. Two-Colored Lotuses Song Dynasty Cao Xun The wind and marsh are blue, the lotus shadows are bright and clean, and the waves are clear.

If you look at the jade in plain skin, your face will be reddish. Take advantage of the Xunfeng to color it, and illuminate your drunken eyes and plum makeup.

On the embankment willows hang down light tents, and the flying dust blocks them all. Lots of green lotuses line the Hengtang warmly.

Competing to reflect the green grass bank. The boat is painted without oars, and it is best to watch it from a distance at dawn.

It’s like making an appointment with mandarin ducks, and even more so with spring hoe. Frequent banquets, incense arrays, and Yaochi stay late.

The Oriole's Cry Preface to Lotus and Zhao Xiuquan Yun Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty The Hengtang is pierced with bright brocade, attracting mandarin ducks to water. In the evening when the clouds are broken, I smile and fold the flowers to return, and the cyan gauze lowers to protect the stamens of the lamp.

Runyu. 8. Verses describing lotus. Collection of Ancient Poems

"Lotus"

Song Dynasty·White Jade Chan

The small bridge cuts the lotus through the water, and the west wind on both sides of the bank is haloed by the sunset.

It seems like the first banquet in Yaochi, with Wanfei’s drunken face glowing with beauty.

"Viewing Lotus in the Siwang Pavilion"

Yao Mian of the Song Dynasty

Facing the lake and facing the wind, the most pleasant thing is the white hibiscus.

Two herons clearly flew down and disappeared when they reached the edge of the flower.

"Looking at the White Lotus under the Moon"

Song Dynasty Yang Gongyuan

Looking at the moon with lotus flowers ten miles away, the flowers are just like the moonlight.

I should only dance to the tune of colorful clothes, and the three thousand palace ladies will go to Guanghan.

"Summer Scene of the West Lake"

Cheng Anren of the Song Dynasty

A girl picking lotuses in the lake in May smiles across the lotus flowers and catches the human voice.

Her beautiful make-up and jade face reflect the waves, and her thin sleeves and light skirt are lifted by the wind.

"By the Lake"

Cui Fuchu of the Song Dynasty

The water by the Xizi Lake is full of fat, and the mandarin ducks are bathing in red clothes.

The dragonfly stands on the lotus, enjoying the fragrant wind and refusing to fly.

"New Lotus"

Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty

Luo Fei's mother-in-law floats on the smooth waves, the green color is delicate, round, small and fresh.

Thirty hectares of rippling lake light, it is unknown who is the lotus under the leaves?

"Lotus"

Song Boren, Song Dynasty

Green cover half a pole of new rain, red fragrance a little breeze.

The root of talent is like jade, Lianxi has the same mind as Tao.

"Looking at the Lotus Flowers in the East Lake to Wish My Father"

Song Zixun, Song Dynasty

The embankments are endless, and the willows are green one step at a time.

The beautiful woman looked at the lotus over and over again, hating herself for not being able to wear a hairpin on her temples.

"Lotus"

Su Ping, Song Dynasty

The lotus flower is like a palace-like beauty makeup, and the lotus leaves are used as clothes in the wind.

Last night it was as cool as water, and the Xian Canal was in the middle of the water.

"Lotus"

Wang Yuepu of the Song Dynasty

After the rain, there is nothing to do but lean against the lantern, and the lotus pollen in the charming water is not yet dry.

Heaven does not hesitate to give up one hundred thousand pearls, and the green plate is held up for people to see.