Poetry about butterflies beating lotus flowers 1 Poems about butterflies
1, Butterflies Together (Tang)
Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
2, "Jinse" Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.
3. Travel Notes of the Spring Festival Evening Cui Tu (Tang)
Flowers thanked two heartless people and sent the east wind to spring.
The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month.
The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera?
2. Poems about butterflies
There is also a sentence in Li Bai's poem "Long March": "August butterflies are yellow, hovering, in pairs, in our western garden grass." Du Fu wrote in the poem "Two Poems of Qujiang": "Butterflies cross the flower gorge deeply and fly slowly."
Butterflies flying among flowers for food, mating, spawning and dragonfly spawning are vividly depicted as flying at the touch of a touch. Xie Yi in the Northern Song Dynasty described in Butterfly: "Crazy catkins are sometimes seen. Where do dancers look for pears?" .
Yang Wanli's poem "Two Things in Xugong Store in New City" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "Children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, and flying cauliflower is nowhere to be found." Describe the scenes of cabbage butterflies dancing in white pear flowers and yellow butterflies dancing in yellow rape flowers ... Jin Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone. (The second couplet, in general, the past is like smoke) "Spring Festival Evening" Cui Tu (Tang) is ruthless and sends the east wind.
The butterfly dreams of Wan Li, and the azalea blossoms in the third night of last month. The book movement in the old garden has been dead for several years, and Huafachun is only full of mirrors.
Of course, if you don't return it, you will return it. Who will fight for the Five Lakes Smoke Opera? This poem vividly and poetically expresses the feelings of cherishing spring and homesickness with beautiful language and neat meter. ) "Proud Poetry" Li Shangyin wants to fight for the butterfly, but he has not thanked the catkins. (Writing lively teenagers chasing butterflies and catching catkins) "Eight Miscellaneous Poems" (gold) Zhang Xie reported to the border town and bound the brigade.
Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars. May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden.
I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan. Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be.
The local wind is safe for a reason. "Hatred with the Lord Gilbert" (Southern Dynasties) Xie Tiao flowers falling butterflies, wind curtain into Shuang Yan.
Poetry of Love in Spring (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai's face is covered with dust, and butterflies are beautiful. Two Ancient Poems (Part II) (Southern Dynasties) Liang Wudi flies two butterflies, which are different in height.
Two Poems of Qujiang (II) (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu returned to Japan to wear spring clothes, and Jiangtou was drunk every day. Alcohol debt is common, and he is 70 years old.
I can see butterflies wearing flowers deeply, dragonflies flying slowly with water, and the scenery where information flows is the opposite of temporary companionship. [Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang River) (Song Dynasty) Zhang Xiaoxiang paid me for this matter, and it was clear in June.
Beyond dust, butterflies dream of water and clouds. [Si Jiake] (Song Dynasty) Wu Wenying lost his butterfly without a shadow, his dream sank, and Leng Xiang closed his heart.
"The Later Day" (Southern Dynasties Liang) Willow leaves on the bank of Xiaogang, peaches falling thin in front of the window. Mosaic butterfly powder, bamboo dragonfly beads.
Liu Lingxian (female) sings orioles in leaves and plays orioles among butterflies. "The Red Cherry Blossoms on the Manjiang River" (Southern Song Dynasty) Xin Chongji's butterfly never scatters a thousand miles of dreams, and the sub-discipline is called Breaking jathyapple.
It is rare to persuade people to return to their pillows. (I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown) "Qingling Taiwan" (Tang) Li Shangyin's "Qingling Taiwan" is set in the sun, and the soul is full of love through the ages. Mo Jing is a butterfly that flies to other flowers.
Poems of Li Yishan and Ode to Butterflies (Northern Song Dynasty) Xie Yi loves catkins and sometimes sees them. Where can I find them when I dance into a pear flower? The warm wind in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening is fine, and the flower sellers cross the bridge one by one.
(Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, with the name Xie, "yu zhang's Poems") "Poems of Zhi Zhu in the South of Jingnan" (Qing Dynasty) Shi Chengyu went to the barren platform, and the spring breeze grew wild. Peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire, and two butterflies fly again.
Butterflies often gather in Liang Zhu's tomb in Ningbo and Zhu Yingtai's reading room in Yixing. The local "Double Butterfly Festival" was held on the first day of the third lunar month (Zhu Yingtai's birthday) and the "General Star" (Tang Dynasty). Yujiang county embraces Wuchang Oblique, and there are thousands of households in Nautilus Island. It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.
The last two sentences are about the charming spring scenery on the river. Although I was in a dream, I felt emotional. Fantastic ethereal, vivid.
"Sunny Sky Scene" (Tang Dynasty) Wang saw flowers in the flowers before driving away the rain, but there were no flowers in the leaves after the rain. Butterflies flying over the wall should be suspicious of spring scenery next door.
"Butterfly Love Flowers" Liang Jianwen's butterfly returns, and two flowers fly; Sending a message to know each other will never violate it. Yong Yingtai becomes a butterfly sentence (song) Xue Xiuxuan's butterfly dance condenses the mountain god, and bloom wants beauty.
"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside" Tang Du Fu stayed in the company and played butterfly dancing from time to time. The charming Yingying just cried. Li Shangyin's Butterfly; One of the four lonely butterflies fluttered its wings and wanted to fly.
And it should be injured, often near the snow. Its two leaves are turned over again, and the oblique bridge faces the side door.
Reed flowers are only white, and catkins may be warm. Looking for temples by studying calligraphy, Zhao Jun discovered old villages.
Every year is fragrant. Come on, don't beat Sun Lan. Third, when I first came to the small garden, I had a little contact with Zowei.
I'm afraid the incense will burst, and I'm afraid the snow will melt. You only know how to prevent dew, but you don't think it's necessary to send a sharp wind.
Looking back at the flying swallow, I took the opportunity to enter the sky. Fourth, it flew to embroider the shade of the house and passed through the painting building.
Heavy Fu Qintai powder, light painting Han Dian gold. Both are catkins, and both mentioned are flower hearts.
Can you be a lonely guest and invite him to sing midnight? Spring is a genre of anonymous ancient palindrome poems in Qing Dynasty, which is famous for its strangeness and interest and has various forms. Here are two palindromes related to butterflies.
Before the noise of Tianjin magpie, Tianjin new Hua Hudie new Hua Hudie came and went, iris new iris new gold new gold noise before Tianjin magpie Qin Xichun's note: [Gold: Ferry] [Liu Mei: Willow graceful] "Broken tail serialization" is a kind of palindrome poem. Reading method: the first sentence begins with the word "spring", and the last three sentences begin with the fourth word of the previous sentence.
Right-handed reading is the same as left-handed reading until the first word is read by left-handed.
3. Poems about butterflies
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Li shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Lu You's Winter Night: A cup of poppy is a slave, and butterflies in Zhuang Zhou are both empty. Wandering butterflies dance from time to time. Dragonflies stand upside down and butterflies fly early. Tang and spring are dancing, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating. The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today. Where is the butterfly? Tang Qiji's back is full of red and full of mystery. Fly separately. See you in teams. Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other. Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers. The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus. Jade Butterfly The autumn wind in Ting Yun, Tang Wen is sad, and the traveler has not returned. The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late. Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows. It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows? Two butterflies, Tang Xu's misty caterpillars, shed their shells gently, and it rained heavily. A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly. Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge. Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou. Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring. I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones. The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu. It is not difficult for butterflies to fly in cocoons, but flowers will pass by. The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving. Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently. Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers. There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden. Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing?
4. What are the poems praising butterflies?
1, outside the cicada dust, butterfly dreams of Shui Yunjian. -"Water Tune Songs Pan Xiangjiang River" Xiaoxiang, Zhang Song
Lofty and free and easy, such as Qiu Chan shelling in the mud, floating outside the dust, or like Zhuang Zhoumeng butterfly, floating in the land of light water and idle clouds.
2. After a light rain, the thin wings were greasy with smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers. -"Looking at Butterflies in the South of the Yangtze River" Ouyang Xiu in the Song Dynasty
After a light rain, the pink wings of butterflies greasy by water sparkled in the sunset. It just flew into the yard with bees, accompanied catkins through the east wall, and often scrambled for flowers.
3, Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's Seven Poems on Finding Flowers by the River (6)
The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground. The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.
4, the hedge is sparse and deep, and the tree head is not cloudy. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's New Town Xugong Store in the Song Dynasty
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, the petals on the tree fall one after another, and the new leaves have not yet formed a shade. The child ran after the yellow butterfly quickly, but the butterfly flew into the cauliflower and could not be found again.
5. Breaking the Dream of Zhuang Zhou, the two wings drive the east wind, and 300 gardens are mined and emptied. The nectar in 300 gardens is empty, but it is a natural wind that scares away the bees who collect honey. Wings flapping gently, flowers flapping on the bridge. —— "Drunk in the sky, singing big butterflies" Wang Heqing of the Yuan Dynasty
I broke Zhuang Zhou's dream and came to reality, with huge wings driving the mighty east wind. The nectar of 300 famous gardens has been collected, but it is a natural romantic species, which scares away the bees that collect honey. The wings flapped gently, and all the flower sellers crossed the east of the bridge.
5. Poems about flowers and butterflies
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Xiao-he just fell into the sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
Plum blossoms on the ridge invade the snow and dark, and when they return, they also smell sweet-scented osmanthus.
High feelings have vanished, not with pear flower dreams.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River, sunset in pairs. The body is like He Lang's powder, and the heart is like Han Shou's love of stealing incense.
Autumn flowers are purple, and Qiu Die is yellow and furry. Flowers are low and butterflies are new and small, and flying power plays west and east.
The lonely butterfly wings to fly. And it should be injured, often near the snow.
6. Ancient poems about butterflies
Famous ancient poems and sentences about butterflies
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
The west wind is full of lotus in the courtyard, and the cold butterfly is hard to come. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. -Don Huang Chao's Chrysanthemum
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. -Yang Wanli's Su Xinshi Xugong Store
There are thousands of butterflies in the blurred butterfly tree, with tails like tassels. No one would believe that until he arrived in butterfly spring, the shadow of the building was solemnly covered with butterflies. -Qing Sha Chen's "Shangguan Diechun"
Eight miscellaneous poems
(Jin) Zhang Xie
Report to the border town and bind the Rong Brigade.
Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars.
May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden.
I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan.
Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be.
The local wind is safe for a reason.
Resentment and the main thin Ji Zhe
Xie Tiao (Southern Dynasties)
Flowers fall and butterflies fall, and the wind curtain enters Shuang Yan.
Poetry of spring feeling
(Tang) Li Bai
Dust haunts the wandering face, and butterflies make beautiful women.
Two Ancient Poems (Part Two)
Liang Wudi (Southern Dynasties)
Two butterflies are flying, low.
7. Lotus Poetry
◇ Ailian said ~ Song Zhou Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water Plants is very sweet.
Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world loves peony very much; Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers.
Hey! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Who gave the lotus love? Peony love is suitable for all ages! ◇ 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 about Lotus ~ There are tiny grasses in the north of Hongze River, which can be used to rejuvenate. 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 graceful water came out. 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 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 ~ 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 Li Hanjingxiang sells residual green leaves, and the west wind is blue. 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 delicate and full of tears.
Oblique pasting
8. Poems about He Qing
1, The Book of Songs. The national wind "mountain has millet."
There are mountains and rivers, and there are flowers in Hebei.
If you don't see your son, you will see madness.
Self-translated poems:
There are small trees on the mountain and lotus flowers in the swamp.
I didn't see a handsome man, but I met a frivolous madman.
2. The Book of Songs. National wind "Zepi"
There are two evils: Pu and He.
Beauty hurts.
Sleepy, doing nothing, rushing forward.
Self-translated poems:
At the edge of the swamp, cattails and lotus flowers are flourishing.
There is a handsome man there. How can I be spoiled?
I can't sleep all night, and I can't stop crying.
Lotus has appeared in the Book of Songs. Although it is a borrowing scene, it is also the origin of lotus poems in past dynasties, so it was selected.
3, "Li Sao" (excerpt) pre-Qin. Qu Yuan
Take lotus flowers as clothes and hibiscus as clothes;
I don't know. It's embarrassing. I feel like I believe it!
Self-translated poems:
It is fashionable to cut violet and sew white lotus clothes.
You don't know what I like, but loyalty is as beautiful as flowers.
4. Jiangnan Han Yuefu
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves.
Fish hits the lotus leaf, and fish hits the lotus leaf.
Fish hit the south of the lotus leaf, fish hit the north of the lotus leaf.
5, Qingyang Dujin, Yuefu
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.