Cui's Ode to Harmony, Song of Picking Lotus, Jade Flowers and Red Hair, Golden Soup and Running Water. When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats.
Yu Bao and Shi recalled that at that time, Jiang was still interested in picking lotus songs. Close the door for no reason, * * * Dongting waves.
In Cui Guo Fu, the lotus songs are full of flowers, and the golden soup is full of water. When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats.
Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yunxi, Wu Zawen, Lianwu, picking lotus every day, and the Governor returned home at dusk. Don't splash water on the pole for fear of wetting the red-violet clothes.
Li Bai's Five Poems by Yue Nv (seen in Yue Zhongshu) is a lotus picker in Xiye, and is praised by guests. He smiled and hid in the lotus, pretending to be ashamed.
There are one hundred untitled poems in Qian Qi's "Jiang Xing" (one poem by Xie Qian), and the grass on the shore is even barren, and the village voice is one year old. Rice is harvested at the beginning of dusk, and the lotus boat is idle.
Liu Cailian's song, the sunset in the river is clear, and the song is beautiful. I have been used to picking lotus since I was a child, and I followed the trend at the age of fifteen.
Lotus is picked on the stream of Gu Kuang, but the boat is afraid of shaking the wind. Startled up, Yuanyang stayed, and the water was red.
Zhang Hu read five songs, but he didn't like each other. Picking lotus leaves is the bottom lotus picker.
Teacher Huo always picks lotus girls on the boat and combs them in pairs. I heard that I crossed the river early in the morning to live.
Han lies with Cui-style four-Luo curtains in spring, and embroidered windows are full of worries. It rained all night in South Lake, so the lotus boat should be wet.
Zhang Ji sang a song, Wuqi Qu Xishan made the palace tide full of pools, Wu Gong Xiaoming dogwood branches. Wu recited poems alone and stayed on the boat with Wang last night.
Huangfusong picked two or two lotus seeds, even fragrant lotus seeds for ten hectares, and her sister-in-law was greedy for picking lotus seeds late. I got my bow wet when I came late, and even took off my red skirt to wrap ducks.
Zhang Jiwu started to play the Western Hills to make the palace tide fill the pool, and the palace birds sang dogwood branches. Wuji Cailian sang a song, and the king stayed on the boat last night.
Xu Ning Yuefu's new poem is a thirteen-string land girl who married a good boy in the west of the city early. I don't envy the hardships of stream singers, but I go to the green window to sleep when picking lotus.
Shi Jianwu gave Zheng Yuhua, a female Taoist, two poems about picking lotus flowers in Mingjing Lake, but she learned immortals from her grandmother. Juss fell into the green purse by mistake, which string is still a long way.
Shi Jianwu met He Zhongxuanjun in Yuezhou, lived on the west bank of Jinghu Lake, and was at the foot of Siming Mountain with Mo Jingchun. Several lotus pickers in front of the door want to park the lotus boat in the ownerless place.
He Wulian is sparkling in the floating place, and the fragrance outside the wind gives birth to the dust at the bottom of socks. Lotus leaves and lotus skirts set each other off, and you can't see the lotus pickers when you listen to the songs.
Xu soul spent the night in Yongle, pregnant with lotus beads full of sorrow and blue waves, and Wu Wa sang lotus picking songs seven times. Thousands of miles away from Hengtang, reeds rustle and it is stormy.
In Jingxi, Li Jiuling, fishing lights are on at night, and hookahs are clear and bright. The beach started Yuanyang, and a pair of lotus picking boats heard the sound.
There are hundreds of poems in the Harmony Palace, and the early autumn is quiet, and the lotus flowers are collected around the basin. Draw robes on the ground and look for palace willows to see cicadas.
People on the waves are like flowers in the palm of your hand. ("Lotus Picking Song", for details, see "Le Shu")
Chen Tao endowed the doll of Helv Palace in the ancient lotus pond with the ability to pick lotus, and the pearl became a dragon boat. Three thousand clever smiles are no longer seen, and Jiangtou wastes garden flowers every year.
2. Lotus picking poems ◇ Lotus picking poems ◇ Say ~ The flowers of land, water, vegetation and trees in Song and Zhou Dunyi are lovely.
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 came out gracefully. 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 were all set for the cool, but Jin was 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.
Bloom is full of flowers and flowing water. 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 Jing Li Jing Li Huanxisha Jing Li
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, is littered with fallen lotus, and every pearl is 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 felt her pulse and shed tears.
3. Two poems describing lotus picking.
Year: Tang Author: Wang Changling Style: Four Musts
The more gorgeous Wu Ji is, the more Chu Fei struggles to get the lotus boat wet.
When you come, Pukou flowers welcome guests, and Jiang Touyue returns.
Lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and Furong bloom faces both sides.
When you stroll into the pool, you can't see it, but when you hear this song, you feel someone coming.
Jiangnan can pick lotus,
He Tian Tian lotus leaf.
There are two carp in it.
Play with each other.
Fish play lotus leaf east,
Fish play lotus leaf south.
Whose daughter is deep in the lotus leaf,
Laugh and throw a lotus over the water.
Jiangnan can pick lotus,
He Tian Tian lotus leaf.
There are two carp in it.
Play with each other.
Fish play lotus leaf east,
Fish play lotus leaf south.
Whose daughter is deep in the lotus leaf,
Laugh and throw a lotus over the water.
4. What poems describe "picking lotus"? 1, the lotus leaf and skirt are cut in the same color, and the hibiscus bloom faces both sides of the face. -Wang Changling's Song of Picking Lotus in Tang Dynasty
The green silk skirt of the girl picking lotus flowers blends with the lotus leaves in the field, as if it were the same color. The girl's face is hidden in the blooming lotus flowers, which set each other off.
2. The diamond leaves are full of light and wind, and the boat is deep in lotus. -Bai Juyi's Song of Picking Lotus in Tang Dynasty
Diamond leaves float on the water, lotus leaves sway in the wind, and lotus boats fly briskly.
If you pick a lotus girl by the river, you will laugh at the lotus. -Li Bai's Song of Picking Lotus in the Tang Dynasty
In summer, beautiful lotus pickers pick lotus seeds in twos and threes by the Ruoye River. Through the lotus flowers, people laugh and the lotus flowers set each other off in red.
4. Pick lotus by the autumn water in Yue Nv. The narrow sleeves are light, revealing double gold cymbals. -Ouyang Xiu Song Dynasty's "Die Hua Lian Yue Nv Picking Lotus Autumn Water"
Next to the clear autumn water, a beautiful Jiangnan girl is picking lotus flowers. Light sleeves, jade wrist and gold cymbals.
5. Sister-in-law weaves white silk and doesn't understand human language. Sister-in-law picks hibiscus, and the lake weighs tens of millions. -Li Bai's Lotus Pickers by the Lake in the Tang Dynasty
Sister-in-law is spinning ramie cloth and doesn't know how to deal with people yet. Sister-in-law went to the lake to pick hibiscus, Quxi Lake is wide, and the lotus leaf weighs tens of millions.
6. Mo Yan's spring is full of fragrance and no midstream. -He's Song of Picking Lotus in Tang Dynasty
Don't say that spring has passed and the flowers and plants have withered. Others pick water chestnut leaves and lotus leaves in the middle of the water flow.
7, the boat is moving in the lake, greedy to see the youth flow. -Huang Fusong, Tang Dynasty's "Picking Lotus Seeds, Boating Lake and Light Autumn"
The lake in autumn is beautiful and the scenery is pleasant. The girl rocked the boat to pick lotus. She let the boat drift with the waves so that she could see the beautiful teenagers on the shore.
8. The fragrance lasts for ten hectares, and my sister-in-law greedily picks lotus late. -HuangFuSong, Tang Dynasty's "Lotus Picking, Han Xiang Lian Shi Qing Bei"
A few miles away, the hillside was filled with the fragrance of lotus, and the lotus picking girl was naughty and forgot to pick lotus.
9. The neighbors once knew each other, and the Dutch ship is not afraid of the wind. -Juck Zhang, a poem about picking lotus in Tang Dynasty.
Fortunately, I met the woman next door I already knew, and two lotus boats were together, not afraid of the wind and rain.
10, lotus is picked in autumn in Nantang, and the lotus is over the head. -"Song of Xizhou" in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
In autumn, she picks lotus seeds in Nantang, which grow taller than people's heads.
5. Sentences about picking lotus In the Southern Dynasties, the breeze of Yue's "Singing Lotus" shook the purple leaves and exposed the bamboo. The pool in the middle is so green, waiting for me to be red.
◆ Liang's "Song of Picking Lotus" Jasper's youngest daughter came to marry King Runan, and the lotus leaves were messy and fragrant. Because of that gentleman's recommendation, she was willing to attack the hibiscus skirt. ◆ Southern Dynasties Liang Xiaoyan's "Summer Song" Jiangnan lotus blossoms, red flowers covered with clear water, concentric colors, and lotus roots are no different.
◆ Song Yang Wanli's "Little Pool" still water, the shade of trees loves sunny and soft, and Xiao He only shows sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it. Song Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
In the Southern Dynasties, Wu Liangjun's Lotus Picking is full of flowers, hanging in the blue river, asking where to go today and picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. I hope you will come back soon. This lotus will be fresh.
◆ In the Southern Dynasties, Liu Liang Xiao Wei's "Song of Picking Lotus" played lotus in the south of the Yangtze River with golden paddles, and the lotus leaves were fresh all over the river. The room is easy to hang, so bend your hand from the plate, the flowers will get wet as soon as they are exposed, and the wind stems will sway.
◆ Tang Lugui's dream "Lotus" casually recited a sentence of Bao Zhaofu, which made Qu Ping more worried. If you don't attract the west wind, red clothes can't bear autumn. ◆ "Qingyangdu" by Jin Yuefu is covered with green water, and the hibiscus is red and fresh, with lotus roots under it and lotus heads on it.
◆ Southern Dynasties Liang and Liu Man's "Singing Lotus in the South of the Yangtze River" In the early spring, the north shore dried up, the south lake was connected, the lotus was suitable, and the hibiscus was red, so it was appropriate to return to the path. The boat easily entered the jungle, and it was messy, and the clothes were fragrant with the headwind. There was a little land in the south of the Yangtze River, and the feelings were endless every year.
6. Describe lotus picking poems and western songs.
The author is anonymous in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Miss Mei wants to go to Kau Xizhou and break plum blossoms on the north bank of the Yangtze River.
Thin clothes are as red as apricots and hair as black as crows.
Where is Xixi Jiao? Cross the bridge at the west paddle.
It's getting late, Shrike flies away, and the night wind blows into Sapium sebiferum.
Under the tree is her home, and her emerald hair is exposed in the door.
She opened the door and didn't see her sweetheart. She went out to pick red-violet flowers.
Autumn, autumn Nantang, she is holding a lotus seed, and the lotus grows taller.
With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake.
Hide lotus seeds in your sleeve. Lotus seeds are red and transparent.
Miss my husband, but not yet. She looks up at the swan in the sky.
The sky was full of geese, and she went up to the tower to see her husband.
Although the tower is high, she can't see her husband. She leans against the railing all day.
The railing bent and bent into the distance, and her hands were as bright as jade.
The curtain is so high, rippling like sea water, empty and generally dark green.
If the sea is as long as a dream, then you are sad and I am sad.
If Nanfeng knows how I feel, please blow my dream to Puxi Island.
7. The sentence about picking lotus in the Southern Dynasties is called "Singing Lotus".
The breeze shook the purple leaves, gently revealing the bamboo room, and the pool in the middle made me red.
◆ Liang's Song of Picking Lotus
The little girl Jasper came and married King Runan. Lotus flowers look confused, and lotus leaves smell fragrant. Because she is a recommended gentleman, she is willing to attack the hibiscus skirt.
◆ Southern Dynasties Liang Xiaoyan's Summer Song
Lotus flowers bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, red flowers cover clear water, and the color is the same, and lotus roots are no different.
◆ Song Yang Wanli's Little Pool
The spring is silent, the stream is gurgling, the shade shines on the water, and the Xiao He only shows its sharp corners, and the dragonfly has already stood on it.
◆ Song Yang Wanli "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
◆ Lotus Picking by Wu Liangjun in Southern Dynasties
Brocade mixed with flowers, Luo clothes hung on the Qingjiang River, asking where to go today and picking lotus flowers in Jiangnan.
Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. I hope you will come back soon. This lotus will be fresh.
◆ Lotus picking songs in Xiao Wei, Liu Liang, Southern Dynasties.
Golden paddle Mulan boat, playing Jiangnan lotus, lotus fragrance all over Purdue, lotus leaves all over the river fresh.
The room is easy to hang, so bend your hand from the plate, the flowers will get wet as soon as they are exposed, and the wind stems will sway.
◆ Don Lu Guimeng's Lotus
Idle chanting Bao Zhaofu made Qu Ping more worried. If you don't attract the west wind, red clothes can't bear autumn.
◆ Jin Yuefu's Yang Qingdu
Green lotus covers green water, hibiscus is red and fresh, with lotus root under it and lotus root on it.
◆ Southern Dynasties Huan's "Lotus Picking in Jiangnan"
In early spring, the north shore dries up, and the South Lake in Xia Yue is connected. The lotus flowers are comfortable and the hibiscus is red, so it is appropriate to return to the path. The boat easily entered the jungle, and it was messy, and the clothes were fragrant with the headwind. There was a little land in the south of the Yangtze River, and the feelings were endless every year.
8. Modern lotus poetry is full of amorous feelings.
Sprinkle from the lotus picking girl in Jiangnan
Swing on the gondola again and again
The charm of life
In the hearts of lotus pickers, it has been
Mature into a swaying lotus.
Lotus stores the happiness of the girl who picks lotus.
The Love of Lotus Pickers and the Synchronization of Lotus Picking
She wants to be a slim lotus.
Wrap the beauty of time with your heart
Watch a waterfowl fly away briskly.
A lotus picker with pure feelings like water
At sunset and dusk
Riding the rhythm of the paddle sound
With the scent of sleeves.
Row the boat into an elegant dream.