Poems describing lotus
Jiangnan
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are He Tiantian.
fish plays between lotus leaves, fish plays with lotus leaves in the east,
fish plays with lotus leaves in the west, fish plays with lotus leaves in the south and fish plays with lotus leaves in the north.
Qing Yang Du Jin Yuefu
Green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with red and fresh. There is a lotus root on the bottom and a lotus root on the top.
"Fu" Jin Lu Yun
The green room is green and solid, and the gold bars are hanging white. The pitch is tilted with the wind, and the leaves are clear.
"Poetry of Picking Ling" Southern and Northern Dynasties Jiang Yan
Autumn is peaceful, and fresh water looks at the blue lotus. Zi Ling can also adopt it, trying to slow down the years of sorrow. Under the jagged leaves, before the flood. High harvest overflows the valley, and the fragrance is beautiful in Guang Chuan. Singing a female song, dancing into the Jiangnan string.
The Lotus Picking Song
Jade's youngest daughter came to marry King Runan. Lotus's face is messy, and lotus leaves are fragrant. Because of the recommendation of the gentleman, I am willing to attack the hibiscus dress.
"Xia Ge" Southern Dynasties Liang Xiaoyan
Lotus blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, red flowers covered with clear water. The color is the same, and the lotus root is different. 2. An ancient poem describing lotus
I wrote a poem ◇ Ailian said ~ Song and Zhou Dunyi are flowers of land and water, and the lovely ones are very rare.
Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; To love the lotus alone, the mud is not stained, and it is clear but not demon. It is straight outside, not creeping, and the fragrance is far away and clear. It is slim and graceful, so you can look at it from a distance without being ridiculous. To call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers is also; Peony, the flower is rich; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers is also.
ow! The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard after pottery; Who gives the love of lotus? The love of peony is suitable for all! ◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jin Yuefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with red and fresh. There is a lotus root on the bottom and a lotus root on the top.
◇ chanting hibiscus ~ Liang Shen Yue in Southern Dynasties, the purple leaves are shaken by the breeze, and the Zhu room is lightly exposed. Zhongchi is so green, wait for me to glow red.
◇ picking lotus ~ Southern Dynasties, Liang and Wu Junjin were mixed with flowers, and Luo Yi hung over the green river. Ask the son where to go today, and pick the lotus in the south of the Yangtze River.
western Liaoning is 3, miles away, so I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, and this lotus flower is fresh.
◇ ode to the lotus ~ Jiang Hongze has tiny grass, which can be rejuvenated by flowers. The green leaves are fond of the wind, and the red ying is suitable for the sun.
it's a great loss to move to Yuchi. How to frost dew, should be with erigeron.
◇ Ode to concentric hibiscus ~ Sui Du Gong looks at the lotus flowers, graceful and out of the water. A solitary stem leads to green, and a double shadow pays dividends.
the color wins the song and the face, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can be read by itself, and the situation is the same.
◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Yingtong rowed countless companions, and untied the cable and urged himself. There is no need to wipe the sweat powder, and the wind skirt is open at will.
the ship came in and leaned against the load. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp, and lotus leaves are held into cups.
◇ ancient style (part 26) ~ Tang Li Bai's blue lotus gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers emit green water, and dense leaves are full of smoke.
the beautiful powder is peerless, and who will pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost fade away. If the roots are not found, I would like to trust the edge of Huachi.
◇ picking lotus songs ~ Southern Liang Liu Xiaowei golden paddle Mulan boat, playing with Jiangnan lotus. Lotus fragrance is separated from Pudu, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.
it's easy to start with the hanging of the room, and the handle bends itself. When the flowers are exposed, they are wet, and the wind stems are suddenly swaying.
◇ There is a gift when you fold the lotus ~ Tang Li Bai waded into the river to play autumn water, and loved this red and fresh. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but the rolling is not round.
in the beautiful colorful clouds, I want to give you a gift. Acacia and meet life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.
◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin are colorless and compatible, so I don't want this fragrance. Yao seats are set in the cool, and the gold is too late.
turn back the lamp to shine, and cross the socks to soak in water. Expect to say goodbye to the autumn before, and leave home to sing a song.
◇ Lotus ~ Wentingyun Green Pond is shaken and connected with Xingjin, and the rolled orchid is rolled into the white apple. We should put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far the lotus core has incense dust.
◇ Go out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang ~ Yang Wanli in the evening. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaf in the next day is not to be green, the lotus is particularly bright red in the sun.
◇ hibiscus on Qian's pond ~ In Wen Zhiming, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River will be closed in September, and hibiscus will turn to Zhongzhou. Beauty smiles across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.
The dew-washed jade plate is cold in the golden palace, and the wind blows the ribbon to bring Jincheng to autumn. It's useless to look at each other, it's late, and there is a kind of seclusion in the pond.
◇ Cut the plum ~ Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao's lotus root is fragrant, the jade is lingering in autumn, and Luo Shang is lightly untied, and she goes to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building.
flowers drift and water flows. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
There's nothing I can do to get rid of this feeling, so I frown, but I feel it. ◇ Su Curtain Covered ~ Northern Song Dynasty, Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the summer heat.
birds and birds are catching their eyes and peeping at the eaves. Chu Yang leaves dry overnight rain, the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus lift 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 remember each other in May? Small boat, dream into Furong Pu.
◇ Liantang ~ Ming Huang Qiong is a vast and desolate Dongjiatan, with shady trees facing the water inlet. Ten miles of brocade incense is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru's lotus field is surrounded by a lake, with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, and the songs will be loud and clear.
◇ hibiscus ~ Qing Zheng Banqiao is most pitied by a few traces of scarlet, a small bamboo gate beside Shuiwai Bridge. Looking at the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Xi Shi used to live in the village of Zhuluo.
◇ Thinking about Ouxiang ~ Modern leisure time, Wen Xiao, farewell to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in a canoe; The shore willow is dyed with green brook water, and the lotus fragrance is brewed with golden autumn. Being stranded in a foreign land hurts the poor and chaotic, and the hometown returns to the happy scene; People with political integrity and wealth start from the beginning, and Fairy Furong is happy to visit.
in Summer at the South Pavilion Thinking of Xin ~ Meng Haoran, the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, in the east from the lake the slow moon rises. With her hair hanging in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in the quiet and spacious place.
the wind brings me odours of lotuses, and bamboo-leaves drip with a music of dew. I thought I would like to make a song and make a song, and I only hate my friends in front of me.
and so I think of you, old friend, o troubler of my midnight dreams. ◇ Untitled Second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain comes blowing with a wind from the east, and wheels faintly thunder beyond Hibiscus Pool.
The golden toad is locked and burned incense, the jade tiger tells, on its cord, of water being drawn. The king of the prince of Wei dreamed that he was a young and beautiful girl, and that the prince of Wei had a dream of keeping a pillow and composing a poem.
in love, there is no competition between flowers, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. ◇ Making friends in summer ~ Xu Ji is free to sleep alone when the water steps are quiet.
the moon-born forest wants to dawn, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lotus Pu, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream in a good night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
◇ Huanxisha Xue Zhaoyun has a lot of hatred, and many red tears cry for Gusu, leaning against the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is in the sky of Wuzhushan River, the King of Yue Palace is semi-flat, and the lotus flowers are full of heavy lakes.
◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a colorful boat, crossed the lotus pond and sang songs to wake up sleeping mandarin ducks. Younv cuddled with incense and laughed, contended for gentle and graceful, and trembled to break the lotus to cover the evening photos.
◇ Huan Xisha Li Jinghan incense sells the green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. Also with Shaoguang * * * gaunt, ugly.
the drizzle dreams that the chicken is far away, and the small building blows through the jade to chill the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.
◇ How about Sidi Township Sun Guangxian? More lingering feelings! The moth gathers shame under the curtain of eternal water. Six Luo skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves.
Look at the ground for rain and lotus. ◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the middle of the lake, and the monk's room is open to the lake all around, and the Qing Dynasty will come back.
lotus fragrance is sprayed on the cloud pavilion, and the pavilion is covered with the sound of the eaves. Don't come to dust and dirty people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
◇ After picking mulberry seeds and Ouyang Xiu's lotus blossoms, the West Lake will be fine. When you bring wine, you don't need a standard, and the red buildings and green covers will follow. Draw a boat into the depths of the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, and go home drunk.
◇ Linjiangxian Ouyang Xiu's light thunder pool outside Liu is raining, and the sound of rain drops and breaks the sound of lotus. Soon the rain is stopped, the small building west corner shows the broken rainbow.
I'll stay in a sleepy place until I'm born. The swallow flew back to the door, peeping at the hualiang to ask. I put the curtain down from the jade hook.
the grain is flat when the wave is cool. Water spirit double pillow, there is a falling hairpin on the bank.
◇ Gan Caozi Liu Yong's autumn dusk, littered with declining lotus, showered with pearls. After the rain, the moon is born, and it is cold.
There is no companion on the pond, so it's a solitary mood! But beside the golden cage * * * parrot, read the words of Pink Lang. ◇ Butterfly Lovers, Yan Jidao's first frost twist, Wan was disappointed.
It sounds like singing like Qin E. After a nap, I woke up for a day, and the double-striped green bamboo was covered with cold waves.
when the rain stops, the wind blows and the sky rises. The lotus flowers are tender, and the tears are blushing.
On the crescent moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring is just like a frown. 3. Poems and explanations about Lotus 2 sentences {Don't love what Lotus said}
"Xizhou Qu" recalls Mei's trip to Xizhou and sends it to Jiangbei.
the single shirt is apricot red, and the double-sided crow is young. Where is kau sai kau? Cross the bridge at the west oar.
at dusk, shrike flies and the wind blows the ebony tree. Under the tree was her home, and her emerald green hair was revealed in the door.
if you can't open the door, go out and pick red lotus. In autumn, Nantang in the autumn, she took the lotus seeds, and the lotus grew tall.
lower your head to make lotus seeds, which are as clear as water. Hide the lotus seed in the sleeve, the lotus seed is red and transparent.
I can't remember mandy, but I look up at Feihong. The sky was full of geese, and she walked up the high tower to look at her husband.
the height of the building is out of sight, and the railing ends all day. The railing bent and bent to the distance, her hands mingrun as jade.
the roller shutter sky is high, and the sea water shakes green. If the sea water is like a dream long, then, you are sad, I also sad ah.
the south wind knows what I mean and dreams of Xizhou. I miss plum blossoms and want to go to Xizhou. I will fold them and send them to the north bank of the Yangtze River.
Her thin clothes are as red as apricots and her hair is as black as a crow. Where the hell is Xizhou? You can reach the ferry at Xizhou Bridge by shaking the two paddles of the boat.
It's getting late, the shrike flies away, and the wind blows the Chinese tallow tree. Under the tree is her home, and the door reveals her wearing a green hairpin.
when she opened the door, she didn't see her sweetheart, so she went out to pick red-violet flowers. Picking lotus seeds in Nantang in autumn, the lotus grows taller than the human head.
lower your head and fiddle with the lotus seeds in the water, which are as clear as the lake. Hide the lotus seeds in your sleeve, and they are ripe red.
I miss my husband, but he hasn't come yet. I can only look up at the birds in the sky. The sky in Xizhou is full of birds, and I walk up to the blue balcony and look at Mr. Lang.
The balcony is too high to see Mr. Lang, and he leans against the railing all day. The railing has twelve bends, and the hands hanging down are as bright as jade.
When the curtain is rolled up, the sky appears higher, and the sea water ripples to show a dark green. The sea is as long as a dream, and I am sad when you are sad.
Nanfeng knows my feelings and blows my dream to Xizhou (to meet her). 4. Poems about Lotus
Poems about Lotus Poems, Words and Poems about White Lotus (2) Tang Pi Rixiu sniffed deeply and looked at the dark heartbroken, and he had no intention of loving Hongfang from now on.
if you come back, you should only take Joan as a guest, so you should plant the seeds in a jade pond. Dropping water to the sun is suspicious, and the wind is muddy and the snow is fragrant.
how many flowers are under the stage of the King of Wu, which is as far away as the plain makeup of Xi Shi. Lian Tang Tang Yanqian Xin Lian Ying Duo Pu, all the way to the east of Green Pond.
still shadows shake the moon, and the cold fragrance reflects the water and wind. The golden dust falls to the core, and the jade dew washes the residual red.
looking at Yu Fangshao, no one asked. Alone, the Lotus Tang Wang Zhenbai Fangtang is clear and clear, and the Jade Rongqiu is taken alone.
midges and midges don't like each other, so they worry about themselves. When the sun is setting, the shadow is still in sight, and the wind is strong and the head is blue.
what does Fang Yi admire, both of them? Swim. Bodhisattva Man Lotus Song Chen Yuyi Nanxuan faces Furong Pu, and it is suitable for the wind, the moon and the rain.
when there is less red and more green, the scenery in front of the curtain is strange. The rope bed is ebony, and it is full of fragrance every day.
get up and write a new article, and be the master with flowers. The operator Lotus Song Xin Qiji is beautifully dressed in pink, and the green cover is low in wind and rain.
it's cool in June, and it's sunny in June. The lotus root is long at the root, but the lotus root in the flower is bitter.
It's only for the sake of romance that there are many worries, but also for the sake of beauty. Li Xuan, the son of Nanxiang, took a colorful boat, crossed the lotus pond, and sang songs to wake up sleeping mandarin ducks.
Younv cuddled with flowers and laughed, contended for slim, and even folded the lotus to cover the evening photos. There are more than 1 kinds of lotus roots in Gao He Tang Yuan Zhen, and Gao He has only four leaves.
the blue cloud fan flashes, and the reunion sapphire stacks. The pavilion is flattering, but it is difficult to hide it.
if you don't learn to swim, you will grow up. Lotus Tang and Li Shangyin are colorless and compatible, so they don't like this fragrance.
Yao's banquet is set in the cool, and the gold falls too late. Turn back the lamp and shine, and cross the socks with water.
Expect to say goodbye to the previous autumn, and leave home to dream of eulogizing. Drunk Peach Blossom Song Wu Wenying's younger sister is different.
desolation comes later. Bright makeup is the most suitable for water.
the wind blows the embroidery. Surprise the past and ask the long eyebrows.
the moon is bright and fairy dreams come back. People who lean on the fence feel fat in autumn.
I don't know if the flowers are sad. The five laws of Heqing Nalanxingde fish play Ye Tiantian and fly to sing lotus.
white-cut fat jade petals, red headland with rosy clouds. Shower graceful, Ling Bo Yan step by step.
Beauty is sympathetic and often embroiders the edge of the pillow letter. Qiu Lianyuan Liu is ashamed of her slim shadow, and she wants to know who she wants.
it's unbearable to be green and reduce the red sales, especially in the cold of the river and the moon. I want to have a green house all night, but I'm afraid the Millennium is autumn.
the eyes of aging are still there, so don't let the wine in the boat empty. Operator Yong Lian Qing Wu Gan who planted Bai Lianhua.
autumn comes to the place where flowers bloom. Tao Lingteng is drunk.
Lushan Road is fragrant. Don't laugh at the mud.
so is the heart. A glass photo studio is empty.
live in the normal wave. Yong Tongxin Lotus shows the lotus picking place in the south of the Yangtze River, and shines on the full view.
even the branches of the trees are all shining with purple stems. The same exceeds the roots of grass, and the two are different.
replacing HEMEROCALLIS with HEMEROCALLIS will surely make people sad. Tang Hanyu, who was planted by Cao Changpenchi, the seventh brother of Fenghe Qian, turned over Jiangpuhe, and this life is here.
when the leaves are long, the roots will migrate. There are two fresh cuisines, and the wind and the waves are rubbing against each other.
but from the owner's knowledge, who said that the basin is right? Bai Lian Tang Bai Juyi Su Fang contains fresh jade crowns, and the leaves are swaying and fanning.
The lotus root was originally supplied by Wu Zhou, but now it is parasitic lotus in Yishui. It has been 67 years since I moved my roots here for three thousand miles.
not only the flowers in the pool are old, but also take the old flower picking boat. The small courtyard is full of water and plants, and the money is full of water, which is connected with the pond.
there are eight or nine branches of Zizania latifolia with four or five leaves. Shake the fragrance and look forward to your ambition.
hibiscus can be used in the trip, and the Yangtze River is involved in the clouds. Nanxuan basin planted heavy lotus in Taiwan and moved to the seed pond. Song Mei Yaochen's red clouds and fog gave birth to green houses, and the morning glow turned rosy.
the white jade is not enough when it is put into the mud, and the feather cover is wrapped to show your eyes. Turbid water throws a stone at frogs and turtles, and the pool is like a bucket.
Pinggenke is at ease, and the lotus slug will be out of the water next year. Fang Liansong Sima Guanglian's house is familiar with each other, so it is not necessary to supply it together.
the tender mountain bee has deep edges and long hooves. Still pity the food.
the green lotus is low. Crispy beauty is like new mining, and the roots are still muddy.
picking lotus songs Song Lu You picking lotus Wu Mei is clever and smiling, and the boat breaks the smoke wave. Double-headed folding is a gift, and the heavy leaf cover is embarrassing.
My female companion invited me to pick up Cuiyu, so it's ok to fly home. Tilt your temples and cover your sleeves, pointing to the rain on Shifan Mountain.
Quyuan Sadula, a hibiscus, whipped Rong Fang in Qiu Jiang, and Qiu Jiang's daughter will be heartbroken. The crimson robe is shallow in spring to protect the clouds, and the green sleeves are cool in the wind at sunset.
Carps blow waves and waves, and frost falls on the leaves of trees in Dongting. Dangzhouhe