Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Who gave the lotus love? Peony love is suitable for all ages! ◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with 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 gives birth to 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 are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is 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.
◇ Hibiscus ~ The most pitiful thing about Zheng Qing Banqiao is a few blushing scars, and there is a small bamboo door beside the Shuiwai Bridge. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.
◇ Thinking in Ouxiang ~ Modern, leisure, Xiao Wen, bid farewell to Anyi ancient town, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn. Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.
In summer, the mountain light suddenly goes out in the west of Nanting Sixin-Meng Haoran, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. ◇ Untitled second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain is blowing from the east, and the wheels are faintly thundering outside the Furong Pool.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Making friends in summer ~ Ji Xu is free, sleeping alone and the water steps are quiet.
The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
◇ There is more hatred in the sand and snow in Huanxi, and more red tears cry for Gusu, leaning on the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.
◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a float boat, crossed the lotus pond, and called the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.
◇ Huanxisha Li Hanjingxiang sells residual green leaves, and the west wind is blue. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.
The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.
How about Sun Guangxian in Sidi Township? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves.
Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus. ◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and the Qing people come back.
Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
◇ After picking the lotus flowers of Mulberry and Ouyang Xiu, the West Lake is good. You don't need to mark the wine, and the green cover of the red building will follow. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
◇ Linjiang Xian Ouyang Xiu's rain fell on the light thunder pool outside the willow, and the rain dripped and broke the lotus sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.
We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.
The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
◇ Autumn dusk in Liuyong, Gan Caozi, all the lotus flowers are gone, and the pearls are raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.
I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written. ◇ butterfly lovers, Yan's The First Frost Twist, Wansheng's Disappointment.
Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave.
Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises. Lotus is delicate and full of tears.
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Poems on lotus are muddy but not dirty, clear and rippling, not enchanting lake scenery and autumn scenery, and greedy for watching teenagers believe in boats and streams. People will be ashamed for a long time if they throw lotus seeds into the water for no reason. The faint fragrance is long around the curved pool, and the real mosaic covers the beautiful pool. I often worry that the bleak autumn wind comes too early, leaving you no time to make up the lotus. Lotus leaf is infinite! The color of lotus reflecting sunlight is different! Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Who gave the lotus love? The lake is clear in autumn night, so I go to Dongting Lake to get white. Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. The green pond shakes to the star Tianjin, and orchids are involved in Baiping. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust. Like the lotus of water, it has the nature of nature. 1, The Book of Songs, Guofeng, Fusu Mountain, Fusu Mountain, Huaji County. If you don't see your son, you will see madness. There are small trees on the mountain and lotus flowers in the swamp. I didn't see a handsome man, but I met a frivolous madman. 2. The Book of Songs. The national wind is a paradox, which is related to Pu and He. Beauty hurts. Sleep and do nothing, it's raining cats and dogs. Poetry: By the swamp, cattail lotus blooms. There is a handsome man there. How can I be spoiled? I can't sleep all night, and I can't stop crying. Lotus has appeared in the Book of Songs. Although it is borrowed from mountains and rivers, it also comes from lotus poems of past dynasties. Therefore, I was elected. 3, "Li Sao" (excerpt) pre-Qin. Qu Yuan was clothed with lotus and hibiscus. I don't know. It's embarrassing. I feel like I believe it! Self-translated poem: cut violet for fashion, sew white lotus for clothes. You don't know what I like. Your loyalty is as beautiful as a flower. 4, Jiangnan Han Yuefu Jiangnan can pick lotus leaves, lotus leaves. Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf, and fish hits the lotus leaf. Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf. 5, Qingyang Du Jin, Yuefu Qinghe covered with green water, hibiscus red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above. 6. Picking lotus, Qu Liang Xiaogang is in the sky in the evening, picking lotus and setting off a sunset glow. The wind blows the lake hard, and the lotus is not rare. Move the hibiscus to fall, the ship moves the egret to fly. The lotus thread wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut pulls the clothes far away. 7. Pick lotus and bend the beam. Wu Junjin has mixed feelings.
3. There is a poem about lotus, which says that Song and Zhou Dunyi are land and water flowers, lovely and sweet.
Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Who gave the lotus love? Peony love is suitable for all ages! ◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with 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 gives birth to 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 are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is 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.
◇ Hibiscus ~ The most pitiful thing about Zheng Qing Banqiao is a few blushing scars, and there is a small bamboo door beside the Shuiwai Bridge. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.
◇ Thinking in Ouxiang ~ Modern, leisure, Xiao Wen, bid farewell to Anyi ancient town, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn. Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.
In summer, the mountain light suddenly goes out in the west of Nanting Sixin-Meng Haoran, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. ◇ Untitled second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain is blowing from the east, and the wheels are faintly thundering outside the Furong Pool.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Making friends in summer ~ Ji Xu is free, sleeping alone and the water steps are quiet.
The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
◇ There is more hatred in the sand and snow in Huanxi, and more red tears cry for Gusu, leaning on the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.
◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a float boat, crossed the lotus pond, and called the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.
◇ Huanxisha Li Hanjingxiang sells residual green leaves, and the west wind is blue. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.
The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.
How about Sun Guangxian in Sidi Township? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves.
Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus. ◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and the Qing people come back.
Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
◇ After picking the lotus flowers of Mulberry and Ouyang Xiu, the West Lake is good. You don't need to mark the wine, and the green cover of the red building will follow. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
◇ Linjiang Xian Ouyang Xiu's rain fell on the light thunder pool outside the willow, and the rain dripped and broke the lotus sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.
We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.
The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
◇ Autumn dusk in Liuyong, Gan Caozi, all the lotus flowers are gone, and the pearls are raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.
I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written. ◇ butterfly lovers, Yan's The First Frost Twist, Wansheng's Disappointment.
Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave.
Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises. Lotus is delicate and full of tears.
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4. Poems about lotus flowers are covered with clear water and hibiscus is red and fresh. -Qingyang Dujin and Yuefu
The burning lotus. The pavilion is out of water. -Sui and Du Gong exhibited the poem "On the Lotus with One Heart"
Autumn to the sky, Ling Bo alone spit red. -A lotus in Qiu Chi, Sui Hongzhi.
The faint fragrance is long around the curved pool, and the real mosaic covers the beautiful pool. —— Qu Chilian, Tang Lu and Zhao Lin
Lotus seeds are not available, and lotus flowers are born in water. -Tang Meng Jiao's Three Poems of Yuefu
Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. -Lishui Qu Tang Li Bai
The rhombic leaves are full of light and wind, and the boat is deep in lotus. -picking lotus songs Tang Bai Juyi
Lotus blooms late in Qiu Guang and is scattered in red and green swamps. -Bei Tang Ting Li Qunyu
5. Ailian said the ancient poem "Ailian said"
Author: Zhou Dunyi (Song Dynasty)
The flowers of land and water plants are very fragrant. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Ever since Li Tang came,
The world loves peony very much. For the only lotus, the mud is not stained, clear but not demon, and the outside is straight.
Don't ramble, the fragrance is far and clear, slim and graceful, and you can see it from a distance, not ridiculous.
Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony,
Flowers are abundant; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Hey!
The love between chrysanthemums and flowers is rarely heard after Tao. Who gave the lotus love?
Peony love is suitable for all ages!
Source: The works of Zhou Dunyi, a scholar in the Northern Song Dynasty, are selected from the Collected Works of Zhou Dunyi, which is an essay.
Appreciation: In the eighth year of Renzong in Northern Song Dynasty (1063), Zhou Dunyi, Shen Xiyan and Qian Tuo visited Luo Yan, Yudu County, Jiangxi Province, and wrote poems and carved stones. Later, Shen Xiyan built a lotus pavilion in Lushan Mountain, Du Yu, and asked Zhou Dunyi to write an inscription. Zhou Dunyi wrote "Love Lotus" as a gift, indicating that he "does not touch the mud, ripples in the clear waves, but does not demon, straight through the outside, and does not crawl; Aromatic and clear, graceful and pure; You can watch from a distance. It's not funny. Through the description of the image and quality of lotus, this paper praises the faithful character of lotus, thus showing the author's noble personality and generous mind.
There are many kinds of herbs and woody flowers on water and land, which are worthy of love. Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums. Since Li in Tang Dynasty, most people in the world like peony. I only love that the lotus grows from the accumulated silt and is not polluted, but it doesn't look enchanting after being washed with clear water. (Its stem) runs through the middle, and it is straight, unbroken and unbranched, and the fragrance spreads more fragrant, standing upright and clean in water. People can look at (lotus) from a distance, but they can't play with it easily. I think chrysanthemum is a hermit in flowers; Peony is a rich person in flowers; Lotus is a gentleman among flowers. Ah! Tao Yuanming seldom heard about the love of chrysanthemum. (Right) Lotus love, who else is like me? Of course, there are many people who love peony!
6. The poem about lotus is about Bai Lianhua (2) Don Pi Rixiu.
From now on, I have no intention of loving red.
If you fold it, just think of Joan as a guest and plant it in the jade pond.
The dripping water is suspicious to the sun, and the wind is turbid and the snow is fragrant.
The number of people under the stage of the prince of Wu is far as stone's plain makeup. Li Antang Tang Yanqian
Lian Xin ying duo pu, all the way to the east of green pond.
Still shadows shake the moon, while Leng Xiang reflects the water and wind.
Gold powder drops, jade dew washes away residual red.
Looking at Yu Fangshao, no one asked. Du Furong Wang Tang Bai Zhen
The square pool is crystal clear, and it shines alone in the jade.
If midges don't like each other, they will worry about themselves.
The sun is setting, the shadow is still in sight, and the wind is blue.
What do you both admire? Swimming.
Bodhisattva Manlian Song Chen Yu I
Nanxuan faces the hibiscus shop, and the weather is good.
There is less red and more green, so the scene in front of the curtain is strange.
The rope bed is ebony and full of fragrance every day.
Sleep a new article, and the flowers will take charge. Novelty of the Lotus Song of Bu Operator
Powder clothes are beautiful, and green covers are low in wind and rain.
June is cool and sunny.
Lotus root is long, but lotus root is bitter in flowers.
Just for the sake of romance, there are many worries and it is better. Nanxiangzi Li Xuan
7. Poems about lotus flowers ~ Song and Zhou Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water are very lovely.
Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Who gave the lotus love? Peony love is suitable for all ages! ◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with 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 gives birth to 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 are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is 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.
◇ Hibiscus ~ The most pitiful thing about Zheng Qing Banqiao is a few blushing scars, and there is a small bamboo door beside the Shuiwai Bridge. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.
◇ Thinking in Ouxiang ~ Modern, leisure, Xiao Wen, bid farewell to Anyi ancient town, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn. Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.
In summer, the mountain light suddenly goes out in the west of Nanting Sixin-Meng Haoran, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. ◇ Untitled second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain is blowing from the east, and the wheels are faintly thundering outside the Furong Pool.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Making friends in summer ~ Ji Xu is free, sleeping alone and the water steps are quiet.
The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
◇ There is more hatred in the sand and snow in Huanxi, and more red tears cry for Gusu, leaning on the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.
◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a float boat, crossed the lotus pond, and called the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.
◇ Huanxisha Li Hanjingxiang sells residual green leaves, and the west wind is blue. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.
The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.
How about Sun Guangxian in Sidi Township? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves.
Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus. ◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and the Qing people come back.
Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
◇ After picking the lotus flowers of Mulberry and Ouyang Xiu, the West Lake is good. You don't need to mark the wine, and the green cover of the red building will follow. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
◇ Linjiang Xian Ouyang Xiu's rain fell on the light thunder pool outside the willow, and the rain dripped and broke the lotus sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.
We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.
The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
◇ Autumn dusk in Liuyong, Gan Caozi, is littered with fallen lotus, and every pearl is raining. The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing.
I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written. ◇ butterfly lovers, Yan's first "Frost Twist" was a great disappointment.
Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave.
Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises. Lotus is delicate and full of tears.
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