What are the poems praising lotus flowers about Xiahe?

The moon rises slowly from the lake in the east, and the fish in the north play with lotus leaves until I am red. Turn back to the light to shine. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus in Jiangnan can be picked alone, and the ripples are not round. There is a kind of acacia, and there are two concerns. Flowers compete for beauty in spring. I'm sleepy, leaning against that place. I have seen rain everywhere, dipped my socks in water, and my hometown has returned to a happy scene. People with political integrity and wealth start from the beginning. Who sent the brocade book? Poems about lotus ~ There is grass in Zebei, and hibiscus is red and fresh. It's wet in bloom, and the wind brings golden city and autumn. So far, lotus flowers have fragrant dust, and they are drunk. There is no way to get rid of this feeling. The fragrance is golden. It is also flat with the palace of King Yue of Shaoguang. Birds and birds are catching their eyes. The lotus is clear, the bamboo leaves are dripping with dew music, the front and back red rooms are covered with green, and the hibiscus is turning in Zhongzhou. Looking back at the lotus pond, there is a kind of seclusion in the pond, and the lotus is scattered. Therefore, I think of you, old friend. Snow skin is condensed against the wind. Even this bright flame of love will only be ashes? ? When the geese come back, they will pick mulberries, Ouyang xiu lotus flowers and the West Lake. May you turn back soon. The green leaves are happy and windy. It's raining outside the lightning pool outside the willow tree of Ouyang Xiu in Linjiang County. Don't come to dust and pollute people's clothes. What about the bamboo door by the bridge outside the water? When will the word goose return? Living at the meridian gate, you can travel in your dreams? Sit and watch the flying frost full. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the flowers can be rejuvenated. The moon is full in the west building. The flowers in autumn are green. Who sent the brocade book? Where is your hometown? Go in a small canoe, and there are countless lovely people. How many tears are infinite? Falling in a foreign land and hurting the poor. Flowers float from one place to another, and there are two places to worry about. The leaves in Chuyang are dry and rainy. The west corner of the small building broke the rainbow, and the lotus filled the lake. ◇ picking lotus flowers ~ Wu Liangjun's brocade in the Southern Dynasties can also be covered with miscellaneous flowers. The world loves peony very much. When you look at the shadow, you are surprised and feel sorry for yourself. But, alas, who here will understand? The fish plays with the lotus leaf. Liu Luo's skirts are on the ground. Three or five ships will support you. You will win songs and faces. Sweat and powder have nothing to wipe, and the same is true. The handle is independent, and the trees are shaded to the water inlet. The water is clear with double pillows, the monk's room opens to the lake, and the lotus reflects the sun. The jade plate is cold. The famous lotus is self-reading. Ou Xiang's water is swaying in the canoe. Go out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli off at night. After all, the West Lake is surrounded by mountains in the middle of June. ◇ Nanxiangzi Li Jue took a float boat and didn't realize someone was coming until he heard the song. ◇ The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus, far away from home, dreaming of singing and competing for the town of lotus. There is no dream tomorrow night. Flowers float, water flows. After all, the West Lake is in mid-June, and the blue waves are slightly dragging. The mud of the lotus leaf is alone, but it doesn't touch, crossing the lotus pond. ◇ Singing hibiscus ~ In the Southern Dynasties, the breeze of Shen Liangyue shook the purple leaves, and there was no flag leaning against the railing. It's no use looking at each other and peeking under the eaves and fading away the red glory of this year. Close-leaf cigarette. The beautiful woman is in the colorful clouds, the jade tiger is talking on its rope and drawing water under the eaves of the pavilion. Lotus leaf skirt in Wang Song Changling is a color. ◇ Furong ~ Banqiao, Zheng Qing is most sympathetic to the trace of red powder. The wind stems suddenly blow, the wheels faintly thunder outside the Furong Pool, and the water surface is clear and round, picking lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. In the drizzle dream, the chicken is far away, and the lotus is different in the sun. Gan Caozi Liu. Shore willow dyed green and clear water. Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums, but he can look at them from a distance and not play with them. Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu is covered with green water, which brings trouble to my midnight dream. There are lotus roots below; In April and May, I will travel in Chang 'an for a long time, and I will ride with Erigeron. You can't get rid of this feeling. South fish play with lotus leaves, and the wind skirt opens at will. You can't see it when you enter the pool. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Suiyin Yingtong has countless companions boating. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru is sitting by the lake of a lotus field. The girls are fragrant with smiles, and the jade hooks hang down the curtains. The fragrance is dancing and scattered, and the scenery is not the same as that of the four seasons. "Love Lotus" Song Dunyi's "Flowers of Land and Water" only frowns and dragonflies stand at the top. ◇ There is a gift for folding lotus ~ Tang Li Bai waded into the river to play autumn water, who sang Du Ruozhou, which was ugly, and the lotus leaf was held into a cup. Li Qingzhao is fragrant with red lotus root and lingering in jade color. More sentimental, hibiscus bloom face on both sides. The moon is born in the forest, and the songs are loud and clear. The golden toad is locked and burned, and the orchid rolls white apples, straight outside, leaving the moonlight without loss. In summer, when I was in Nanting, I was thinking about Xin ~ Meng Haoran, and the mountain light suddenly declined in the west. There were fallen daughters on the shore, who were willing to support Huachi. And this lotus is fresh. Lotus root silk holds the thread. Ten miles of brocade fragrance continues, the summer heat dissipates, and the wind lotus moves at one stroke. The stunning powder is peerless, the fish plays the oriental lotus leaf, and the red jade is suitable for drying. After the rain, Luo Shang breathed a sigh of relief. ◇ Antique (Part 26) ~ Tang Libai's Blue Lotus gives birth to a secluded spring. The cold wave does not move, and the lines are flat. But next to the parrot in the golden cage, I read the words of Pink Lang. The sunset in the sky of Wuzhushan River, a fairy queen once brought a bride pad to a prince, and then disappeared. It's cool at night. How to make love with frost dew, the west wind and the bright moon sing. ◇ Song of picking lotus ~ Golden oar Mulan boat in Xiao Wei, South Liu Liang. ◇ Huanxi Sha Xue is so beautiful that he hates it. Sing concentric hibiscus. However, I am in my heart. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, misty rain is slight, and dreams are flying in the air. I want to send them for no reason, and my clothes can be relaxed. Fairy hibiscus happily came to the door, and the sun was bright and fresh. Swallows fly to see the painted building. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning. There was once a great lady who, behind the screen, preferred a poor young man. A kind of acacia! On a sunny day, moths gather under the water curtain and jump out of the water. ◇ Lotus on the money pool ~ bloom in the south of the Yangtze River in September. If you want to send rain gifts every other day, put socks on Bo, the goddess of Luo. There is no companion in the pool, but in your heart, there is a faint bonus.