Five poems about lotus 1. Write five poems about lotus flowers.
1 There is no sound flow in spring, and the shade of trees shines on the water, which is sunny and soft.
Xiao He has just emerged, and the dragonfly stands early —— Song Yang Wanli's Little Pond, in which the lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms 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.
-Don Wang Changling's "Song of Picking Lotus" 3 After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake 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.
-Song Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" 4> The scenery show in the south of the Yangtze River, what I remember most is Lian Bi's "Erna", which is like a fairy, and the breeze sends away the fragrance 5> My friend called and invited me to visit the garden site. Oblique wind and rain count, crescent willow branches.
Go to the Spring Garden and watch the lotus pond. Lotus welcomes me, I am stupid.
2.5 sentences describing "Lotus"
◇ 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 on Lotus ~ There are micro-grasses in the north of Jiang Hongze, which can be used to revive the spring.
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 came out gracefully.
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. ◇ 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 Jing Li Jing Li Huanxisha Jing Li
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 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 full of veins and tears are crimson. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.
Dao Ji, who was born in Chaziyan, hated wading in the river and moved closer to the stream head. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop.
Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.
◇ Ruan Langgui Early summer Su Dongpo green Gao Huai Liuyan new Zen, Xun Feng first entered the string. Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.
◇ Yong Yule Su Dongpo Yue Ming.
3. Five poems about "Lotus"
Sentence; 1. "Lotus Picking Song" Wang Changling lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face.
Moral: The green Luo skirt of the lotus picking girl is integrated into the lotus leaves in the field, as if the same color is inseparable. The girl's face is hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflects each other, making it difficult to distinguish between people and flowers. 2. "Furong Wharf" Wei went to pick lotus every day, and the governor didn't go home until dusk.
In Zhou Ba, getting up early every day to pick lotus seeds is both a life and a job. Because of the long journey, I often can't go home until dusk. 3. "Song of Picking Lotus" Qing Pu Songling and Lang know each other, and it is said that whoever believes has not handed it in. Meaning: If others know that I met you while picking lotus, who will believe that there is no friendship between us? 4. "Xiaochi" Yang Wanli Xiaohe only showed sharp corners and stood on the top.
Moral: As soon as the sharp corners of fresh lotus leaves emerge from the water, dragonflies will land on them. 5. "Morning Sunrises in Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang" Yang Wanli meets the lotus leaf in the sky, and the lotus flower reflects the sun shadow in a different color.
Moral: The lotus leaves all over the lake have been laid in the place where the water meets the sky. Under the care of the sun, the lotus presents an extraordinary red color to show the author's admiration for nature. . .
4. What are the poems about lotus flowers? At least five.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. -Yang Wanli's Little Pool
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden"
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other. -Wang Changling's "Two Poems of Picking Lotus"
Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -Li Shangyin's "Love Luoting in Cuizhou"
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. -Bai Juyi is on the pool
Look at the lotus net, you should know that you don't dye your heart. -Meng Haoran's Gong Yi Zen Room in Dayu Temple
There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. -Liu Yong's "Looking at the tide, winning in the southeast"
The beautiful hibiscus flower has become a desolate grass today. -Li Bai's My Misfortune
5.5 sentences describing "lotus"
◇ 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 on Lotus ~ There are micro-grasses in the north of Jiang Hongze, which can be used to revive the spring.
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 came out gracefully.
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. ◇ 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 Jing Li Jing Li Huanxisha Jing Li
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. Han Zhuofeng forged Phoenix Boxing again. Wow, Gan Caozi Liu Yong's autumn dusk is littered with fallen lotus flowers, and it really rains.
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 full of veins and tears are crimson. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.
Dao Ji, who was born in Chaziyan, hated wading in the river and moved closer to the stream head. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop.
Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.
◇ Ruan Langgui Early summer Su Dongpo green Gao Huai Liuyan new Zen, Xun Feng first entered the string. Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.
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6.5 Famous sayings describing lotus flowers
After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake 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. Su Shi gave it to Liu Jingwen. He didn't shelter from the rain, but there were still branches of Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum.
You must remember the best scenery in a year, which is in the late autumn and early winter of orange and green. 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.
Lotus pond, Li Shangyin is colorless, so don't use this fragrance. 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 Tang Han nest bowl fan is green, while the sachet is independent red. Immersion is exposed again, and anger is autumn wind.
No one sings in the escape, autumn pool every night. He Yao saw Zhou Fang and moved to the painting screen.
Lotus songs and land tours are cool, and wild boats are fragrant. I still think Cui Gai is a red makeup sentence, not to mention he looks like Liu Lang! During the Song Dynasty, lotus flowers traveled to Nanpu, and the autumn was cold, and the red patches were already sad.
If the teaching aid is superior to others, it seems even more strange that the wind breaks through the frost. The lotus song, Wang Anshi's charm is graceful, the wind is dew and the Sichuan is beautiful, don't you know?
Agger is detached, so he should be a beauty. Lotus, white pine and jade toad bridge paddles cut lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides dizzy the sunset glow.
This seems to be the first banquet of Yaochi, and Wan Fei's drunken face is covered with lead. Lotus Song Cao Yan, written all over the stage, not pale and empty.
The crimson tulle stripped off the red crisp protrusions and gave a cold wind to the troubled lapels. Lotus, Song, Du Yan and hibiscus flowers, flowing down the water, are charming and oblique, and white one after another.
Recently, new flowers have created new ideas. One can wear two kinds of flowers.
7. Five-character Lotus Poems
Don. Li Qiao. Yonghao
Newly slippery oranges, irregular lotus shadows, fragrant wind, overcast sunset, fish playing with leaves, turtles floating in the green pool, difficult to pick up in Wei Dynasty, and Chu clothing is the same.
Li shangyin lotus flower
They are colorless and can be combined, but they are not fragrant. Yao set a seat to enjoy the cool, and the golden raft fell too late.