Poetry describing lotus in autumn:
1. "Lotus Pond" The bright yellow and green pond in the vast desert Dongjia Pond, with green trees shading towards the inlet. The fragrance of brocade can be seen continuously for ten miles, and the west wind and the bright moon return with songs.
2. "Hibiscus" by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty: I pity the few red and pink marks the most, the small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water. Looking at myself in shock and pity, Xishi originally lived in Zhuluo Village.
3. "Su Muzhe" by Zhou Bangyan of the Northern Song Dynasty: burn agarwood to relieve the heat. Birds call their eyes, invading the dawn and peeking into the eaves. On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain falls, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them 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 you remember each other in May? In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu.
4. "A Cut of Plum Blossoms" by Li Qingzhao of the Northern Song Dynasty: The fragrance of red lotus roots lingers in the jade mat in autumn, he undresses his clothes lightly and gets on an orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.