Yang Qing du Jin yue fu
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.
Song of Picking Lotus Sui Yinying Tong
There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.
The ship docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.
Su Mu in Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. 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.
"Lotus Pond" Huang Mingqiong
Dongjiatan is endless and tree-lined. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
Li Shangyin, Untitled Part II
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. 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? .
"Huanxisha" Xue
I hate the whole country, I cried a lot of red tears, and the wind condensed my skin.
The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.
Nanxiangzi Li Xun
Riding on a float and crossing the lotus pond, the song is melodious and wakes up the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.
Huanxi Shalijing
Xiang Lian sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. 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.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber.
The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
Nan Kezi is a wonderful work in the poetry anthology of sages in Tang and Song Dynasties.
Shili Qingshan is far away, and the tide is flat and the road is sand. Several times, birds complained that the years were another bleak time of the end of the world!
The Millennium gathers the waning moon, and the breeze scatters the clouds. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days?
"Bodhisattva Man" Mrs. Wei
The Red Chamber leans against the bend of the stream, and the stream in front of the building is cold and jade. Mulan boat rippled, with people and teenagers on board.
Lotus is charming and wants to say, laughing into the mandarin duck spectrum. On the waves, smoke is low, and on the song month, diamonds return.
Huanxi shazhang
The mountain shakes the lake around the city, the reflection of the lake infiltrates the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night.
When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning.
"Ode to the Lotus" in Southern Dynasties. high mountain
The breeze blows the purple leaves and gently reveals Zhu's room. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.
Picking lotus in Southern Dynasties. Wu liangjun
Brocade mixed with flowers, Luo Yi hung on the Qinghe River. 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.
Jiang Hong's Ode to the Lotus
There are micro-grasses in Zebei, which can be rejuvenated. 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.
"Ode to the Concentric Lotus" Sui Du Gong Exhibition
Burning lotus, graceful water. 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.
Song of Picking Lotus Sui Yinying Tong
There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.
The ship docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.
Antique (Part 26) Tang Libai
Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beauty is unparalleled,
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" in the Southern Dynasties. liu xiao wei
Golden oar Mulan boat, playing Jiangnan lotus. 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.
Tang Libai, a gift from Lotus.
Rowing to the river, the rippling river is more like a bright lotus. 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.
Li Shangyin, Lotus
They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is 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" Wen Tingyun
The green pond shakes the iron pot to pick up the gold, and the orchid is rolled into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.
Su Mu in Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. 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.