1. Poems about ‘Lotus’
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◇ Love Lotus ~ Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty The flowers of land and water are very lovely. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums; since the Li and Tang Dynasties, the world has loved peonies very much; I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained; Jingzhi can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with.
I say chrysanthemum, the flower that represents seclusion; peony, the flower that represents wealth; lotus, the flower that represents the gentleman. Alas! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of after Tao; the love of lotus, who can share it? The love of peony is suitable for everyone! ◇Qingyang Ferry~Jin Yuefu The green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with bright red.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus roots with heads above. ◇Ode to Lotus ~ Southern Dynasties·Liang·Shen Yue The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew touches the red house.
The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red. ◇Collecting Lotus~Southern Dynasty·Liang·Wu Jun The brocade belt has mixed flowers and flowers, and the robe hangs down the green river.
I asked my son where he was going now, and he went out to pick lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River. Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish.
I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom. ◇A poem about lotuses~Jiang Hong There are tiny grasses in Zepi, which can bloom and bear fruit.
The green leaves like to turn in the wind, and the red leaves like to shine in the sun. When I moved to Yuchi, my roots were not lost.
How to make love with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying ponchos. ◇Ode to the Lotus of the Same Heart ~ Sui Dynasty Du Gongzhan The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water.
A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows share dividends. The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances in the wind of the clothes.
The name Lotus can be remembered naturally, and the two minds are the same. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Sui Dynasty·Yin Yingtong There are countless companions in the boat, and they help each other when unmooring.
There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The floats are moving in disorder, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus.
Lotus root threads are tied together, and lotus leaves are held into cups. ◇Ancient Style (Part 26)~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves are filled with green smoke. The beauty and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year.
I have not yet gained my roots, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Liang Liu Xiaowei of the Southern Dynasties. The golden oar magnolia boat is used to pick lotuses from the south of the Yangtze River.
The lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and the lotus leaves fill the river. The house is easy to hold, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are lightly brushed. ◇If you break the lotus, you will get a gift~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, and loved the fresh red lotus.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not round. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky.
There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair. ◇Lotus~Li Shangyin They are both colorless and can’t be combined, but they don’t smell the same.
Yao mats are set up to enjoy the cool weather, and the golden restraints are set late. When I return to my quilt, the lamp shines on my clothes, and my socks are soaked in water when I cross the quilt.
Anticipate farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in dreams after separation. ◇Lotus~Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to connect with Xingjin, and the orchids are rolled into white apples.
It should be the stockings on the waves of Luo Shen, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. ◇Leave Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang off in the evening ~ 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. ◇Hibiscus on Qian's Pond~Wen Zhengming In September, flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are off, and the hibiscus is wandering around Zhongzhou.
The beauty smiles across the water, and the setting sun still brings sadness. The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows the golden city in autumn.
It is useless to look at each other in old age, there is a kind of tranquility in the pond. ◇A Prune Cut~Northern Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao The fragrant red lotus roots linger in the jade mat in autumn, I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose 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 frown, but it is in my heart.
◇Su Muzhe~Northern Song Dynasty·Zhou Bangyan Burns 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 dries up, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by one. My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has 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. ◇Liantang~Ming Dynasty·Huang Qiong Dongjia Pond in the vast desert, 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. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Li Yaru The lotus root fields are spread out next to the lake, and the flowers are faintly connected.
Three or five small boats are about to go, singing loudly and picking lotus flowers. ◇ Furong ~ Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty. I pity the few marks of red pink the most, the small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water.
Looking at the photo, I am shocked but also pity myself. Xishi originally lived in Zhuluo Village. ◇ Thoughts on Ou Township ~ Modern · Leisure Article Farewell to the ancient town of Anyi at dawn, boating on the water in Ou Township; the willows on the bank dye the clear stream, and the fragrance of lotus fills the golden autumn.
Being in a foreign land hurts poverty and chaos, but returning to my hometown is full of joy and scenery; people with good political skills and rich people are born, and the hibiscus fairy is happy to come and visit. ◇The South Pavilion is Huai Xin Da in summer~Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Enjoy the evening coolness by spreading out the air, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming in the middle of the night.
◇Untitled·Part 2~Li Shangyin A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai.
In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
◇Friends in Summer~Xu Ji The flowing water steps remove the stillness, and you can feel free to sleep alone. The moon is growing in the forest at dawn, and the rain is like autumn all night long.
Recalling Hehuapu from afar, who sings about Du Ruozhou? It may be a good night without dreams, but if there is a dream, we will travel together. ◇Huanxisha·Xue Zhaoyun There is more to hate than a country and a city. How many red tears weep in Gusu, leaning against the wind and staring at the snowy skin.
The sun sets over the mountains and rivers of Lord Wu, the palace of the King of Yue is half flat, and the lotus flowers and water chestnuts are all over the lake. ◇Nanxiangzi·Li Xun Riding on a colorful boat, crossing the lotus pond, singing songs awoke the sleeping mandarin ducks.
Wandering girls snuggled up with fragrance and laughed, vying for slimness and folding their lotuses to cover up the evening sun. ◇Huanxisha·Li Jing The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the westerly wind is worrying about the blue waves.
Still haggard and haggard as time goes by, unbearable to look at. The drizzle dreamed of returning to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building.
How many tears with infinite hatred, leaning on the railing. ◇How about Sidi Township·Sun Guangxian? More lingering feelings! A shy moth gathers under the Yongri Water Essence Curtain.
Six pictures of skirts on the ground, with blue waves trailing slightly. See the drizzle and heavy rain all over the ground.
◇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. Lianyun Pavilion is fragrant with the fragrance of wild lotus, and the sound is clear from above.
Don’t let the dust stain people’s clothes, or dream about flying in the air. ◇ Picking mulberry seeds·Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful after the lotus blooms. When the wine comes, there is no need for flags, but red buildings and green covers in front and behind.
The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance is golden, the mist and rain are slight, and the song returns drunkenly. ◇Linjiangxian·Ouyang Xiu It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willows, and the sound of raindrops breaking the lotus.
The west corner of the small building is broken by a rainbow. The place where I lean against the wall is waiting for the moon to be born.
Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains. The cool waves will not move and the mat will be flat.
There are two pillows of water essence, with a fallen hairpin beside them. ◇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 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, he recited the words of Fen Lang.
◇Die Lian Hua·Yan Jidao The first twist of frost gives birth to hope. 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.
Pulse. 2. Poems with the word "mu"
"Xingfengquan Soup" Li Longji traveled to the west to observe the customs of Zhou Dynasty, and visited the Han Palace in Nanshan.
It is recommended to know that the road is short, and to save it and realize that you will have a good year. The yin valley contains the gods, and the springs and springs nourish the holy power.
The immortal wells of Yiling are combined, and the diseases are cured and the source of wine is connected. If you don't sing Qifeng again, who will respect Chen Baoxiong?
I wish to bring infinite benefits to the people’s hearts and minds. "Princess Huaiyang's Elegy" Li Yi's beautiful face gave birth to Hanzhu, and Tang Murong was the goddess of heaven.
The golden strands turn into dust, and the sadness and glory touch the passers-by. The phoenix was once a companion, but the ants suddenly became relatives.
The sun has turned into a treacherous place, and the flowers no longer have spring. "Two Elegies of Princess Gao'an" Li Yi and Tang Mu have three thousand poems and twelve pavilions.
A silver furnace is a blessing, and a jade chariot is a blessing. The concubine stayed in the middle to feed her, but E Hui did not go down to the pound.
After a hundred years of Pingyang, who can sing and dance for me? The guests and guards depend on each other, and the doors open to the sky.
The toad and the rabbit are missing, and the shadow of the fairy is flying. One water is difficult to cross in autumn, and three springs do not return at night.
On the Women’s Day of Kuang Linqing, Yaocao mourns more. "Feng He Wu Xianggong Province Zhongsu Zhai, pay Li Xianggong to see and send" Zheng Wei Gaoge Anren Province, the famous garden Guangwu Lu.
Mulan went to Taiyi, planted bamboos and chanted Huaxu. The forbidden quietness is sparse and the bells are clear, and the court is open and refreshing, and the rhyme is empty.
Hong Jun brings all things together, and the whole group of books is misty. Cold dew nourishes new chrysanthemums, and autumn wind blows away old chrysanthemums.
Same feelings but different appreciations, what is the meaning of tranquility? "Ji Bai Bachelor" Zhang Ji, who holds the book in his own hands, rarely sees visitors, even though he has locked up his double leaves due to sleep.
I wanted to visit him several times to help him, but I knew he had not returned to the confinement. "Miscellaneous Songs and Songs? Bathing Son" by Li Bai Don't play your crown when you're in the shower, don't shake your clothes when you're in the orchids.
Don’t be too clean in your life. People with great ambitions will always have their brilliance. There is a fisherman in Canglang, and I will return with you.
"The Song of Entering the Dynasty" Li Bai Jinling controls Haipu, Lushui controls Wu Jing. The cymbals and songs are played by the cavalry, and the cymbals are used to attract the ministers.
The hammers and bells speed up the make-up, and the drums beat the drums to open up the city. The emperor rests on his jade table, his sword and shoes move like clouds.
The sunrise shines on thousands of households, and the hairpins are like stars. After court, I took a bath and took a leisurely tour in Langfeng Pavilion.
Under the two palaces, we enjoy entertainment and glory. "The Bathing Son" by Li Bai Don't flick your crown when you're in the shower, don't shake your clothes when you're in the orchids.
Be careful not to be too clean in life, as the best people treasure their brilliance. There is a fisherman in Canglang, and I will return with you.
"Three Poems for Friends" by Li Bai Lansheng is not the right household, especially Xiantingcao. Being bullied by frost and dew, Hongrong has grown old.
The branches of Yaohua are connected with each other, and the roots of the king's pond are formed. Gu Wuxin is fragrant and beautiful, and the breeze is blowing.
If you have an admirable lingering fragrance, it will accompany you throughout your life. The Zhao dagger in the sleeve was bought from Mrs. Xu.
The jade box is closed with frost and snow, passing through Yan and Qin. The thing turned out to be unsatisfactory, and he fell into the dust.
With this wish, I will make a donation and share the same crisis with you. After Jing Qing left, many strong men were destroyed.
The trombone floats on the water and makes waves for me. The well should be dug to reach the spring, and the sail should be opened to reach the river.
An honest man only values ??righteousness, and a horse does not work hard. Life is precious when we know each other, why bother with money.
A slow world and a small amount of achievements are not without ambition. Jianlang eternal sage, thought it was a children's drama.
Establishing property is like spreading expenses, and Kuang Jun has long-term strategies. But the bitter mountain is cold in the north, who knows the south house.
The old wine is chasing the wind, and the frost on the temples is white on both sides. The Lord of Shu thought of Kong Ming, and the Jin family looked to Anshi.
At that time, people lined up in the Five Cauldrons, chatting and laughing. The tiger is lying in the dust, and the fishermen are singing and swimming on the seashore.
I am ashamed of my wife and sister-in-law, and I entrust her with a long sword. The master adheres to family righteousness, and it is difficult for a group of public servants to get along with their neighbors.
Don't hold the water of the West River, and give nothing to the ministers of the East. One day the blue clouds will go away, and the gold will be rewarded to the owner.
"Single Father Farewells His Brother Shen Zhiqin in the East Building on an Autumn Night" Li Bai You came from Xianyang and asked me why I worked so hard. It is indescribable to wear a crown while bathing in monkeys, and lag in Donglu riding a native ox.
Brother Shen wants to go, but Brother Ning stays. A lonely goose flies to Qin Yunqiu. The yellow leaves have fallen four or five times, and the Beidou has hung on the West Tower.
The silk tung is touching and beautiful, and everyone in the house said goodbye to you. Seeing the moon behind the curtain makes me feel refreshed. I suspect it’s snowing in the dark night on the mountain.
Tomorrow we will have a drink and say goodbye, and the melancholy will clear the dust from the road. Looking at Chang'an in the distance, I can't see anyone from Chang'an.
On the Nine Heavens of Chang'an Palace, this place was once a close official. Day after day, my heart will never change.
Qu Yuan was haggard and stranded in the rivers and lakes, while Tingbo was exiled to the Liaohai Sea. The feathers are folded and flying, and the canopy is turned around. I hear the strings falling and falling into the frosty sky.
The Holy Dynasty has abandoned Qingyun scholars for a long time. Who will pity Zhang Changgong in the future? "Sustaining in the Aohu Lake" by Li Bai The rooster crows from Huangshan Mountain, and I stay in the Aohu Lake in the dark.
The white rain reflects the cold mountains, and the trees are like silver bamboo. We support lead miners and bathe by the lotus water.
The sky opens in the middle of the night, and the stars are blinding. Going to the building tomorrow morning, there will be many bends in Ganglong.
When you are with an axe-wielding man, you are cutting down cloud trees in front of the stream. "Reading the Li Sao Sutra" Guanxiu The shore of the Xiangjiang River, the shore of the Xiangjiang River, the blue, red, and zhi white waves are like silver. I must eventually go and call the king of Xiang.
Ask the God of Xiang, Mr. Yun Zhong, I don’t know how to communicate with Lingjun. I am afraid that the fish in the Xiangjiang River will become a human being after death.
I once ate Lingjun’s meat, and all of them became loyal ministers. I also thought that Ling Jun’s bones would never be bent.
The color of the thousand-year wave is like jade. Who can enter the water to get it? A letter of fragrant bath will be sent as a tribute to the state. Tribute to the country, that is, Quansheng and Puxuanli, with hanging thorns and green trees.
"Looking at Li Xiucai's Volume" Guanxiu's fragrant bath completes the mountain clothes, and opens a scroll of poems. When the autumn scenery is bitter, the taste comes out of the snow forest late.
Several economic people are here, and they know the time and effort. The tears shed by He's family are not easy to shed.
"Three Poems by Wen Dayuan Monk Shunshi" Guanxiu The royal family is now destroyed, but I still hear that my master is mourned. Whether you can get the ancient pictures or not, there is no doubt that you will go to the inner courtyard.
The ghosts of Yue are crying in the middle of the month, and the snow is falling in the pine niche. It must be written in five colors before a high monument can be erected.
Outside the pines and shanks of Yewei, between Zhilan and Jimeng. Jinxi issued the edict again and only waited for the six dragons to return.
If it doesn’t last forever, it will burn the four mountains. There will always be tears of gratitude, and the water gurgling from afar.
The teacher is well-known, and the lonely peak always appreciates his affection. If you travel beyond three points, try to level the seven sages.
The bitter mist buries the empty room, and the singing ape makes the sound of swallowing. Now that I was feeling melancholy, Zeng Mu got out of bed to welcome him.
"He and Wei Xianggong showed me how to lie down at leisure" Guan Xiu carves shapes to get the appearance, and does everything without sleeping. The rain is just rain. If it is not smoke, it is smoke.
The child collects fruits from the trees in the garden, and the wind drags the papers on his desk. Zhong Hui is dedicated to imperial edicts, but He Chongya loves Zen.
The mountains are too far away to be quiet, and the wine glass is too skewed to be the disease. The sound of wormwood first penetrates the wall, and the orchid buds are half out of the brick.
A golden millet statue hangs in the hall, and the door is supported by a ditch and spring. Although Danmu is held frequently, who dares to melt the curtain?
He was a man of high moral character and a man of great virtue. He was good at planting a few years ago. Repair the black leather table and hide the deep felt.
Support the saint for thousands of years, and let out a cicada. The chess formation is like a waning moon, and the monk's friendship is like a big bump.
I always know that life is like an illusion, and its dimensions are as straight as a string. The cake reminds me of the beauty of water shield soup, and the tea reminds me of Yue Waterfall Jian.
I only heard about the reputation of Wen Shu, but I despised the wise man in the bamboo forest. Three thousand people stand out from the crowd and remain fragrant for forty years.
Kaiyi Road is wide and flat, with light mud and clear fields. The empress knows that she is like a son, and the king of space has long been destined.
My sleeves are filled with the fragrance of returning home, and I chant the next month when the river flows. Don't say that you are ashamed, Yao Tian is Brahma Tian.
"Sheltered by the Tomb of the Shangwang Zhenshijun" Guanxiu The truth is as clear as day, and the understanding of the mind is not far away. The majesty of the Holy Spirit knows no distance, but my way is too lonely.
Work hard to satisfy the common people, and respond to the prosperous dynasty with integrity. The Qi is so high that it swallows the mountains and seas, and poverty is like a fisherman and a woodcutter.
Yu Liang was a romantic man, while Liu Kuan was superior in political affairs. Qingxu encounters a noble encounter, but he has been recruited by someone.
Liwu built a Zen temple, and sent fairy incense to the stone bridge. Wind and thunder patrol the crops, and fish and birds sing together.
If you take matters into consideration, you will eventually kill, and if you worry about the public sentiment, you will also wither. The Tao is too high to be inferior to, and the kindness is so solid that it is difficult to fade away.
Dakou Mountain is difficult to separate, and several isolated cities are burned together. The beacon smoke rises all day long, and Tang Mu burns with all his heart.
The brave and righteous people line up thousands of formations to kill and hoe for one day. The oath of alliance defies the sun and the moon, and the jingle survives the cold wave.
Clouds are pouring into the ancient Yijiang River, and rain is drifting in the deserted palace. The fairy pine adds thinness and greenness, and the sky reduces fatness.
It seems that it was Chen Jianwei, and eventually it was Song Dynasty and Yao Dynasty. I have seen the clouds look like deers, and I will report that all the clouds are like owls.
I will return as I wish. 3. Ancient poems about lotuses
Lotus Picking Song [Tang Dynasty] Wang Changling's lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of her face.
You can't see anyone entering the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song. Ancient style [Tang Dynasty] Li Bai's green lotus grows in a quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves are filled with green smoke. The beauty and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year.
The roots have not yet been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond. In summer, Huai Xin Da in the South Pavilion [Tang Dynasty] Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Enjoy the cool evening breeze, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming at night.
"Untitled·Part 2" [Tang Dynasty] Li Shangyin A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
Lotus, Tang Dynasty, Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to connect with the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white grass. It should be the stockings of Luo Shenbo, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant.
Lotus Tang Yanqian The new lotus radiates from Duopu, passing to the east of the green pond. The still shadow shakes the waves of the moon, and the cold fragrance reflects the water wind.
The golden dust falls off the pistil, and the jade dew washes away the remaining red. Looking at Mr. Yu Fang, no one asked.
Ode to the Two-Blooming Lotus by Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty. In the west, the Kalinga bird is collected and painted, flying up to the pond in the morning and evening.
Hibiscus, Tang Dynasty, Wen Tingyun. The thorny stems are green and the flowers are unevenly red. Wu Ge, the autumn water is cold, and the Xiang Temple is filled with clouds at night.
In the rich fragrance, the beauty is reflected in the clear mirror. The south building has not been returned to its original place, and it has been practicing in the east of the pond overnight.
Alone Hibiscus, Wang Zhenbai, Tang Dynasty. The clear morning mirror in Fangtang shines alone on the jade face in autumn. The beetroots and beetroots are not in harmony with each other, and I am worried about myself.
When the sun sets, I still look at my shadow, and when the wind blows, I bow my head. What kind of thing can I envy? Two pairs of robins are flying around.
Huai Xin Dahong in the South Pavilion in Summer Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east. Spread out and enjoy the evening coolness, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space.
The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound. I want to play the harp, but I hate the ignorance of the music.
I feel nostalgic for my old friend, and I am tired of my dreams at midnight. Lotus Picking Song by Yin Yingtong, Sui Dynasty. There are countless companions in the boat, and they untie the rope to urge each other.
There is no need to wipe away the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The floats are moving in confusion, and the boat is leaning against the lotus.
The lotus root silk is tied together, and the lotus leaves are held into a cup. When you break the lotus, you get a gift. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus.
Climb the lotus and play with its beads, but the ripples are not round. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, I want to give it to the distant sky.
There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair. Collecting Lotus Liang Wujun in the Southern Dynasty, with brocade ribbons and mixed flowers, and robes hanging down the green river.
I asked my son where he was going now. He went out to pick lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River. Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish.
I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom. Ode to lotus and river floods There are tiny grasses in Zepi, which can bloom and bear fruit again.
The green leaves like to turn in the wind, and the red leaves like to shine in the sun. When I moved to Yuchi, my roots were not lost.
How to make love with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying ponchos. Lotus flowers by Li Shangyin are all colorless, but they have no fragrance.
Yao mats are set up to enjoy the cool weather, and the golden restraints are set late. The lamp in the quilt illuminates the silk, and the water in the socks when crossing is wet.
Anticipating farewell in the autumn before, and singing songs in dreams after separation. Untitled No. 2 Li Shangyin A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.
The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well. Mr. Jia peeked into the curtain, Young Master Han, and Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. Huanxi Sha Xue Zhaoyun There is more to hate than a country and a city. How many red tears weep over Gusu, leaning against the wind and staring at the snowy skin.
The sun sets over the mountains and rivers of Lord Wu, the palace of the King of Yue is half flat, and the lotus flowers and water chestnuts are all over the lake. Lotus Picking Song by Li Kangcheng of the Tang Dynasty I went to pick lotuses, and the moon was gone and the spring was dawning on the river.
In the center of the water are green thin red sleeves, green lotus seeds and fragrant clothes. When the clouds rise and the wind rises, the road back is long.
The road back is long, so it will take a long time. Everyone returns to the boat and waves their hands. Hibiscus flower Sui·Xin Deyuan Luo Shen is very concentrated, Wen Jun is bright red.
Compared with beautiful women, bright colors are in a dilemma. Come to Zhaobo Day, and the fragrance will follow the breeze from the shore.
The good things across the river are far away, and the trust is endless. Lotus by Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty New slips are all over the Chengbei, and the round lotus shadows are regular.
The wind blows and the fragrance spreads far away, and the sunset covers the clouds. Fish play in rows of leaves, and turtles float in the green pond.
It was difficult for the Wei Dynasty to pick up the clothes, but the Chu army wore the same clothes. Furong Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty has beauty that does not hide itself, but can keep its solitary roots.
On the west bank of Hunan, the autumn wind and dew are abundant. The beautiful scenery is separated from the cold water, and the rich fragrance is in front of the pavilion.
It’s hard to compare with the stuffing of wildflowers, but it will lead to a plateau. Gaohe Yuanzhen of the Tang Dynasty planted more than a hundred lotus roots, and Gaohe only had four leaves.
The fan of green clouds is shining, and the green jade stacks are stacked together. The pavilions and pavilions lift themselves up, and the cauldron and cauldron are hard to hide? .
If you don’t learn from Shui Quan, you will grow up to be stubborn. Huang Zipi Lotus, Tang Dynasty·Tang Yanqian Ten hectares of strong wind shakes the dust, and the water on the edge of the embankment shines red.
Every flower in the world is depressing, but the scent of lotus is even more annoying.
4. 20 poems about lotuses
Yang Wanli leaves Jingci Temple at dawn. After all, in June, the scenery of the 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. Send Ling Che Liu Changqing Cangcang Bamboo Forest Temple, Yaoyao bells ring late.
The lotus hat carries the setting sun, and the green mountains alone return to the distance. Ezhou Nanlou Calligrapher Huang Tingjian Looking around at the mountain light and water light, leaning against the railing for ten miles, the fragrance of wild flowers and lotuses.
No one cares about the clear breeze and bright moon, and it feels cool when it comes from the south. Presented to Liu Jingwen and Su Shi. The lotuses are gone and there is no rain cover. The chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches.
You must remember that the best times of the year are orange and green. Stay in Luo's Pavilion to express your love for Cui Yong and Cui Gun. Li Shangyin. The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear. The lovesickness passes through the city.
The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain. Fisherman's Song by Zhang Zhihe In the Peixi Bay, the fisherman and the grasshopper make their home in the west and return to the east.
The snow on the river, the wind beside the river, the smiling lotus clothes do not sigh about poverty. Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a colorful boat and crossed the lotus pond. He sang songs to rouse the sleeping mandarin ducks. The wandering girls brought flowers to cuddle up with each other and laughed, vying for beauty, and competing to fold field lotuses to cover the evening sun.
Passing Xiangyang Tower Yuan Zhen The trees below Xiangyang Tower are shaded, and the lotus leaves are as flat as money. Thousands of willow flowers are blowing in the water, and two or three warblers are whispering across the building.
Sometimes I watch the clouds standing by the water, and every day I watch horses walking in front of the building. In the morning and evening, I will temporarily teach Wang Can, and Yu Gong should wait until the moon shines brightly.
Fenghe Mountain Pool Yu Xin Le Palace has a lot of free time, and Wangyuan will temporarily return home. The Mingjia Ling is clear of waves, and the flying cover clears the canal.
The flowers in Guiting have not yet fallen, and the leaves of Tongmen are half sparse. The lotus breeze frightens the birds in the bath, and the shadows of the bridge gather fish.
The sunset is full of mountain air, and the clouds return with residual rain. Lotus Picking Song by Bai Juyi The rhombus leaves linger in the waves of the lotus, and the wind blows. A small boat passes through the depths of the lotus.
When the man wants to talk, he lowers his head and smiles, while the jade scratches his head and falls into the water. 5. Poems about the lotus, He Qing
1. "The Book of Songs. National Style" There are Fusu in the mountains
There are Fusu in the mountains, and there are lotus flowers in the sky.
If you don’t see Zidu, you will see madness.
Self-translated poetic meaning:
There are small trees on the mountain, and lotus flowers are in full bloom in the swamp.
No beautiful man is seen in the city. , but met a frivolous madman.
2. "The Book of Songs. National Style" Zepi
In the Zepi, there are cattails and lotuses.
There is a beautiful person. , what kind of injury is it.
Sleeping in inaction, tears pouring down.
Self-translated poetic meaning:
By the marsh waterside, cattails and lotus flowers grow side by side. < /p>
There is a beautiful man there, how will I act coquettishly.
The long sleepless night, with tears and snot thrown away.
The lotus appears in the "Book of Songs". Although it is a borrowed scene , is also the origin of lotus poems in the past dynasties. Therefore, it is selected.
3. "Li Sao" (excerpt) Pre-Qin Dynasty. Qu Yuan
Make lotus flowers to make clothes, and gather hibiscus to make clothes; < /p>
I didn’t know that he was already here, but I still love him and believe in him! < /p>
4. Jiangnan Han. Yuefu
You can pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Fish play among the lotus leaves.
Fish play The lotus leaf is to the east, the fish is playing with the lotus leaf to the west.
The fish is playing with the lotus leaf to the south, and the fish is playing with the lotus leaf to the north.
5. Qingyang Crossing Jin, Yuefu
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is covered with red.
There are lotus roots with double roots below, and lotus flowers with double heads above. 6. What are the beautiful poems with "mu" in them?
1. "Nine Songs of Shao Siming" Year: Pre-Qin Dynasty Author: Qu Yuan The autumn orchids are growing in the weeds, and Luo is growing in the hall.
The green leaves and plain branches are blooming, and they are full of fragrance. Madam, you have a beautiful son, why is Sun so sad? Autumn orchids are green, with green leaves and purple stems; the hall is full of beauties, and suddenly they are alone with the rest.
Go in without saying a word, go out without hesitation, ride on the returning wind and ride the cloud flag. There is no sadness because of separation, no joy because of new acquaintances.
The lotus clothes and wispy belts come and go suddenly. Staying in the imperial suburbs at night, who needs to watch the clouds? I bathe in the salty pond with my daughter, and my daughter's hair is in the sun; I look forward to the beauty in the future, and sing loud songs in the wind.
The hole is covered with green banners, and the comets are touching the sky. The long sword holds the young mugwort, and Sun alone is suitable for the people.
2. "The Bodhisattva Man Who Sees the Quiet Girl in the Corner of the City" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi Whoever sees the quiet girl in the corner of the city, the teacher sings and sings day and night. Who knows Cai Jixian? Gu Yanxian from Jiangnan.
Mr., who has been sleepy for a long time, Tang Musuxu is famous in the county. 32313133353236313431303231363533e59b9ee7ad943133365633936 Only Mrs.
3. "Huanxisha" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Yuanqian The moon turns and the flowers and branches are clear and the shadows are sparse. Revlon drops real pearls.
The fragrance of heaven is full of resentment, and the dark clouds are full of attitudes. It takes a lot of time to turn into green.
You will be given makeup and combs when you return.
4. "Congratulations to the Bridegroom, Yun Lie, Clothes Are Cold" Era: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji Yun Lai, Clothes Are Cold.
Look at Xiao Ran, before the wind and under the moon, and the shadows by the water. Luo socks and dust are born in Lingbo, and the soup is covered with mist and the river is vast.
Love it a little, and it will turn into a halo. I don’t remember the time when we met, but I was very affectionate, and my fragrance formed a formation for me.
Wait for the tears and collect the remaining powder. Lingjun has always been filled with hatred.
At that time, I forgot in a hurry, this immortal inscription. The mist and rain are desolate, and the green mantle is shaking.
The writing is written in a strange way, and the Yaoqin is filled with indignation. No one has the talent to summon the soul when the string is broken, but the gold cup shines brightly on the silver platform.
Sad and drunk, I wake up alone. 5. "Linjiang Immortal: There is no Bodhisattva who has lived in this world" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Xin Qiji There is no Bodhisattva who has lived in this world. The character and spirit of the Immortal family.
Longevity is like a mountain and blessing is like clouds. The golden flower soup is full of joy, and the bamboo horses and Qiluo groups are there.
I hope it will be a happy event, and everyone prays diligently. Celebrate good times here next year.
With a glass of Chitose wine, I pay my respects to my wife again. 6. "Congratulations to the Bridegroom: There Are Two Fairy Birds in the Family" Era: Song Dynasty Author: Liu Kezhuang There are two fairy birds in the house.
Follow early, teach me the stick, and be a boy from my hometown. Every night, there are three scented baths by the pool, and every night, the police sleep in the mountains.
Stay with me and play in this world. This old man has been mourning the mainland all his life. At the end of his life, he began to recall Huating.
Commenting on the past is a waste of good thoughts. Who can judge Gu Yunhe?
Returning with a sigh, the mountains and rivers remain the same, but the people are not right. I hope that the Lord will fly high and don't want to take the position of Xuanlu.
It is even better than the competition, and it is a thousand years old. If Jiaoshan really becomes immortal, he will die when Huayang Zhenyi is inscribed.
I clap my hands and he spreads his wings. 7. "Qinyuanchun·Shen Bosong God" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Anonymous Shen Bosong God, Li Bai Changgeng, Xiao He Pleiades Jing.
On the third day of the reign of Duke Xian, Jinxian clan descended, and on the third day of Duke Hou, Lu Dongbin was born. There are five hundred immortal classes and one thousand Buddha's names. They are happy to hear his voice spread to the world.
Due to the great kindness of the emperor, he was promoted to Huajian Temple early and became a leader in the court. Jin Ou has been covered with fragrant names.
The world must be at peace. One life of jute can hardly save five horses, but three ripe peaches will bring a thousand years to the future.
A lieutenant who is desolate and has an official guard should not go to the court to say longevity. Three days of fumigation, but burning incense to clear the night, worshiping the stars in the distance.
8. "It's Difficult to Travel" Era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Bao Zhao The forest is full of flowers at the beginning of this year. There will be snow at the end of winter next year.
Metabolism changes over time. My king is garrisoning alone at Shen.
We have been separated for three years. Lately there has been silence and no sound.
The dynasty was miserable. Night thoughts are the saddest.
The cream will last for a long time. The unkempt head is messy and there is no hairpin.
The flying light dances on the empty curtain. The pink basket and the black utensil have been restored.
It will be miserable to live and stay in this world. Be wary and always sad in your heart.
9. "Partridge Sky·The rain of lotus and the clear autumn mood" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Zhao Shankuo The rain of lotus and the clear autumn mood makes the city full of wind and moonlight. I feel pity for the wind and love the moon, but I miss the moon and see it off again.
As people get farther and farther away, the wine must be poured out, and only a drunken moment can bring out the passion. Don't be tired of old Liu Lang again, the bright moon and the clear breeze have a perfect alliance.
10. "Xiu Mudong Returns to Guili to Show Prompt" Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Wei Yingwu After thirty years of official travel, the fields have been sparse for a long time. Xiu Mu then returned to his old ruins this day.
The mountains are bright and the rain is falling, and the wind is warm and the flowers are blooming. The wild spring is clean and the forest is shining brightly.
The bamboos and trees are slightly destroyed, and the garden is also deserted. Looking down in shock, my temples have faded, and I look around at what I have entertained in the past.
Pursue compassion and selfishness, change will hurt your inner life. If you want to speak, pay less attention. If you are afraid of writing, you will be afraid.
The good things in the world will fade away, and the honor and fame will be empty. Hand in hand with Zi Zhong, Yan will come to live in the future.