Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
"Lotus Picking Song" Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other. Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Yang Wanli, sent to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao.
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
"Lotus" Qing Shitao
Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking; In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.
Chen Zhisui's Ode to the Lotus
In the mud, no one knows that white stems are buried. Life is red, green and clear, waiting for the wind to fill the pool.
Love Lotus Song Zhou Dunyi
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.
"Ode to the Lotus" in the Southern Dynasties Shen Liang said
The breeze blows the purple leaves and gently reveals Zhu's room. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.
Picking Lotus Wu Liangjun in Southern Dynasties
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 boat 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. 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.
The Song of Picking Lotus was in Xiao Wei, Liu Liang.
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 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" 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.
Lotus on the money pool
Flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns 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 Piece of Plum Li Qingzhao in Northern Song Dynasty
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. 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 Mu Zhe" Zhou Bangyan in the Northern Song Dynasty
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds call their eyes, invade and peep at the eaves. 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" Zheng Qing Banqiao
The most pitiful blush is a few traces, as well as the small bamboo door beside the bridge outside the water. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.
In the summer in Nange, I remembered the integrity of Meng Xin.
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from 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.
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? .
Ji Xu, a summer friend.
In addition to the stillness of running water, you can sleep alone and be free. 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.
"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.
"Sidi Township" Sun Guangxian
How's it going? 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.
Pan Lang's Recalling Yuhang
I remember that lonely mountain for a long time. It was like clusters in the middle of the lake. The monk's room is surrounded by the lake, and he will come back when it is clear.
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.
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.
Linjiang xianzi Ouyang xiu
In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin 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.
Liuyong, Gan Caozi
At dusk in autumn, the lotus is scattered 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.
"Recent Love" Yan Dao Ji
The first turning point of frost was disappointing. 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. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.
Yan, the original reviewer
I hate wading across the river for a long time, so I moved closer to the stream head. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop. Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.
Ruan Langgui Su Dongpo in Early Summer
Green locust, high willow, swallows, new cicadas, the wind first enters the string. Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.
Yongyule Su Dongpo
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone. Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden. Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? It's like a dream in ancient and modern times, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.
Man Fang Ting Huang Tingjian
The water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed. Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup.
The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving. I can hear that after a light rain, she bloomed, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen.
The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes. The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green.
Huangchao
Nanyuan is better than summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.
Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.
Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions.
Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job.
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.
"Linjiang Xianzi" Ye Mengde
I didn't see the fish jump over the harbor, but I passed by the lake on purpose. Whispering winds and chaotic Yu He. Wei Yun blew away and the moon fell. I haven't finished drinking a glass of white wine, and I'm staggered when I come back.
No one can sing the song of picking ling. Xiao Xuan pillow bamboo, eaves shadow hanging star river.
Nian Nujiao Jiang Kui
Make a scene. Remember to try Yuanyang for company when you come. Thirty-six cruel people have not arrived, and there are countless water clothes. The green leaves are cool, the jade capacity sells wine, and the rain falls. Shake it,
Cold fragrance flies to poetry. At dusk, the green pavilion is graceful, and the lover has gone, so why put up with Ling Bo? I'm afraid the dance clothes will fall off easily when they get cold, and I'm afraid I'll enter Nanpu and Xifeng. High willows cast shadows, old fish blow waves,
Leave me to live in the greenhouse. How many fields, how much back to the sand.
Yan Fenglian, Jie Jiang
I dreamed of the Tang dynasty, and the end of spring in the palace was late, just as I was dancing and dragging. Cui Yun's team is full of scarlet clothes and his hands are hanging down. Suddenly, the drums rushed up and flew out in a panic like Cai Feng.
I dreamed of seeing Princess Wan Qiong and seeing the lotus being blown by the wind.
Zhang, "Water Fairy Chants for Jiangnan"
A river is full of smoke and water, and people on both sides draw eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The original painting is to the end of the world, the wine flag is outside the wind, and the situation is set in Jiangnan.
Su Shi, Lotus
Lotus House was sold in the city, but it didn't reach Ye Fan West Lake Airlines.
Twist the lotus and peel the lotus seeds, the dew is delicious, and the moon is fragrant. Ji Xianlin: Lotus Rhyme in Qingtang
There are several acres of clear ponds in front of the building. I remember that when I first moved here more than 30 years ago, there seemed to be lotus flowers in the pond, and there were still some broken shadows of green leaves and safflower in my memory. Later, things changed, and the years passed, but the pond became "half an acre of square pond opened, the sky was high and the clouds were light", and the lotus flowers were never seen again.
I keep a lot of old ideas in my mind. Every time I look at an empty pond, I always feel as if something is missing. This is not in line with my aesthetic concept. There should be something green in the pond, even reeds are better than nothing. The best and most ideal is of course the lotus. In China's old poems, there are simply too many descriptions of lotus flowers. Zhou Dunyi's On Ailian is probably unique. His famous phrase "everyone knows that the fragrance disappears and the jade dies." It can almost be said that there is no one in China who doesn't love lotus flowers. But the pond in front of our building is the only one lacking lotus flowers. Every time I see or think about it, I always feel that I am a heart disease.
Someone came from Hubei and brought some lotus seeds from Honghu Lake. The shell is black and hard. It is said that if buried in mud, it can be preserved for thousands of years. So, I used a hammer to crack a crack in the lotus seed, so that the shower head would break out of its shell and never be buried in the mud. These are subjective wishes, and it is a big unknown whether the lotus buds can grow. Anyway, I finally tried my best to put five or six broken lotus seeds into the pond. The following is resignation.
In this way, I have one more job every day: go to the pond several times more. I always hope that one day, suddenly, "Xiao He shows sharp corners" and green lotus leaves grow out of the water. However, contrary to expectations, in the first year of throwing, nothing appeared on the water until the autumn leaves fell. After a lonely winter day, the next year, the pond was full of spring water, green willows and weeping willows, and there was a beautiful scene. However, there is still no lotus leaf in the water I expected. At this time, I was completely disheartened, thinking about those hard-shell lotus seeds brought by Hubei, probably because of unexplained reasons, there is no hope of planting lotus seeds anymore. My eyes can't suck lotus leaves out of the mud.
However, in the third year, a miracle suddenly happened. One day, I suddenly found some round green leaves growing where I threw lotus seeds. Although the color is extremely pleasing, it is thin and thin, lying on the water like the leaves of water hyacinth. Only five or six leaves grew at first. I always feel a little too little, and I always hope to grow a few more pieces. So, I look forward to the stars and the moon, and go to the pond every day. There are farmers outside the school to catch aquatic plants. I always ask them to be merciful and not to break the leaves. But after a long summer, sad autumn came to the world again, leaving only five or six lonely leaves floating in the pond. For me, this is another hopeful but still depressing year.
The real miracle appeared in the fourth year. After the severe winter, the pond overflowed with springs. Under normal circumstances, when the lotus grows leaves, a large green leaf suddenly grows in the place where there were five or six leaves last year. However, it seems that the lotus has not stopped its activities under the severe winter ice, because leaves have also grown in the middle of the pond far from the original base of five or six leaves. The speed and range of blade expansion are amazing. Within a few days, a large part of the pond has been covered with green leaves. Moreover, the leaves that used to lie flat on the water like water lilies gathered strength from somewhere, and some actually jumped out of the water and grew into slender lotus leaves.
It turned out that I had been suspicious for a long time, fearing that water lilies were growing in the pool, not real lotus flowers. In this way, the doubts in my heart were swept away; What grows in the pond is really the descendant of Honghu lotus. I was ecstatic, and these years have finally not been in vain. Everything in the world comes into being. Animals, plants and other creatures, including people, are always endowed with an extremely amazing survival force and an extremely amazing expansion and diffusion force, which is irresistible. As long as you are willing to take the trouble to observe, you will certainly admit it. A few sharp swords followed. Overnight, dozens of branches appeared, and they spread quickly. In less than ten days, lotus leaves have covered half the pond. From where I planted my seeds, I spread to the east, west, north and south. I can't know how the lotus moves in the mud in deep water. Anyway, judging from the lotus leaves above the water, it takes at least half a foot to form this situation.
Planting lotus leaves is definitely not enough. Lotus flowers come one after another. According to experts who know lotus flowers, the lotus flowers in the pond in front of my house are different from those in other ponds in Yanyuan. The color of lotus flowers in other places is light red; And my lotus here is not only red, but also has many petals. Each flower can produce sixteen compound petals, which certainly looks different. These dazzling red lotus flowers, hanging high above the lotus leaves, pose in the wind as if dazzling everything.
When I was a child, I read an old poem: "After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus color is different. " I love the beauty of his poems and deeply regret that I can't go to Hangzhou West Lake to enjoy them in person. What is now presented in the pond in front of my door is the scene of the West Lake. It was I who moved the West Lake from Hangzhou to Yanyuan. Isn't it great and satisfying? Mr. Zhou Yiliang just moved to Longrun Garden a few years ago and was named "Jihe". I find it interesting and grateful. Shall I pass the lotus?
I wander around the pond at least several times a day, sitting on a stone, quietly sucking the fragrance of lotus and lotus leaves. "The quieter the forest, the quieter Tonamiyama." I really feel quiet around. I sat there silently, and what I saw on the water was the green manure and red manure of the lotus. The reflection is reflected in the water. When the wind blows, a lotus petal falls into the water and falls from above, while the reflection in the water falls from bottom to top, and finally touches the water surface. The two become one and float there like a boat. I once read two sentences in a poem: "The pond flowers fall in shadow, and the sand birds fly with the sound." The author deeply regrets that the second sentence is no good. No wonder, how many people can understand the realm of "a pool of flowers falling into a shadow"?
In the evening, my family often sits on the stones by the pond to enjoy the cool. One night, the moon in the sky was bright and bright, and a piece of silver light was sprinkled on the lotus. Suddenly I heard a plop. Mao Mao, my little white Persian cat, jumped into the water. She probably thought there was a white jade plate in the water and wanted to jump on it and catch it. As soon as she entered the water, she probably felt something was wrong. She quickly returned to the shore and broke the reflection of the moon. It took her a long time to get back to her original shape.
This summer, the weather is extremely sultry, but the lotus flowers are in full bloom. Green covers the sky, red flowers reflect the sun, and a pond that is not too small is so full that even the water surface can hardly be seen. A neighbor who loves lotus flowers counts the number of lotus flowers cheerfully every day. Tell me today that there are four or five hundred flowers; Tell me tomorrow that there are six or seven hundred flowers. However, although I know he is meticulous, I don't believe he can really count the exact number of flowers. There are many corners under the lotus leaf and in the cracks of the stone, and I don't know how many are hidden, so it is difficult to see them on the shore.
These days, the weather has suddenly turned cold. Although the lotus leaf in the pond is still green, it seems that the day of becoming a residual lotus will not be too far away. In a month or two, the water will freeze and even the remaining lotus will disappear without a trace. At that time, the lotus will probably hibernate under the ice and dream of spring. Their dreams will surely come true. "Winter has come, can spring be far behind?"
Zhu Ziqing: Moonlight in the Lotus Pond
Moonlight on the Lotus Pond is an essay written by Zhu Ziqing, a famous writer in China, when he was teaching in Tsinghua University. It is widely known for being included in middle school Chinese textbooks. This article was written in July 1927, and Chiang Kai-shek betrayed the revolution on April 12. Zhu Ziqing, a patriotic intellectual who once participated in the May 4th Movement, was filled with indignation and dissatisfaction in the face of this dark reality, and fell into the anguish and hesitation that he could not understand the reality. With this lonely and depressed mood, I wrote the article "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond".
Lotus-Floating Life and Learning Wisdom (Huang Ting, French)
Lotus used to be the flower of my hometown. A few years ago, in the city where I lived, lotus flowers were planted where there was running water. There was a great demand for Ailian fever at that time. Built the largest supermarket, namely named Liancheng Shopping Mall; The official hotel is Liancheng Hotel. The most magnificent road built is also called Liancheng Avenue. Unfortunately, it doesn't last long, and fashionable things are the most outdated. Now, the lotus has stopped growing, Liancheng's shopping malls have closed down and Liancheng's hotels have been renamed. People's love for lotus is like the lotus leaf in late autumn. Without a graceful canopy, failure is revealed everywhere. This is probably the most taboo sight for officials. What they like is lush flowers and plants, with infinite glitz. Who wants to see the withered elephant? Who can have Li Yishan's talent? Li Yishan has a poem: "When lotus leaves are born, hate is born in spring; when they are dry, hate is born in autumn. Knowing that you are natural, Wangjiangtou River is shocked. " Think about those officials, even if they read this poem, they will only see the ups and downs of things superficially. How can they read a word "love"? It's heartless. It's just that the lotus, which is "out of the mud but not stained, clear but not demon", is full of the image of a gentleman who loves himself, and always plays an insinuating, satirizing and lashing role in people's dirty personality. Therefore, it is best to purify water with lotus flowers, and don't call the city Lotus City!
Fallen leaves hurt autumn, which is a matter for literati. Scholars should have that kind of melancholy, just like Li Yishan, so as to realize the impermanence of resentment in the Spring and Autumn Period from the ups and downs of life. About people's hearts being kind and sunny, everyone yearns for a happy spring and autumn. China's ancient people sang lotus also concentrated in the prosperous period at the turn of spring and summer. From the very beginning, "the river just showed its sharp corners", "countless young lotus seeds" to "the lotus leaves are infinitely beautiful", it is the sharp leaves that can entertain people, like the broad leaves in the rain curtain, and the artistic conception of the new lotus flowers in the shower.
After summer, it is the season of lotus. There are several colors of lotus, only red and white are the most. The ancients often referred to Bai Lianhua as a charming girl with light makeup, and Yu Honglian as a girl with bright makeup. I have read Yang Wanli's poem "It's like three thousand women in the Han Temple, half with heavy makeup and half with light makeup". Xumishan also chose lotus as a solemn and sacred meaning. Uncle Zhou Mao loves the nature of lotus and thinks it can be a gentleman in flowers. It is appropriate to use lotus to compare the nobility of a gentleman, the nature of a lady and the compassion and solemnity of Guanyin, which is in line with the characteristics of lotus itself. Not to mention these rights, the magnificence of "reflecting the different colors of lotus flowers" and "leaning on lotus flowers for ten miles" is enough to make people linger and indulge in it. No wonder the girl who loves flowers "picks hibiscus, rewards hibiscus, and the little red boat goes from west to east." Acacia has no way out. "No wonder Li Qingzhao, a talented woman," strayed into the depths of the lotus and lost her way home ". "No wonder Yan Hongliang was ecstatic about the scenery of" Sanqiu Guizi Shilihe "after listening to Liu Song Trilateral" Looking at the Tide of the Sea ",so he waved his whip and set off for the south crossing. If the prosperity dies, only the new canopy stands still, still like an unopened flower, it will be the season to pick lotus leaves. "Lotus Leaf Collection" and "Tian Tian" are full of happy and busy scenes where fish play with lotus leaf collection and people play with lotus leaf collection.
Even if the white dew is frost, if you have the same feelings, you can also appreciate the interest of Xiao Sha's "Late Autumn", "Autumn frost flies late, leaving the withered lotus to listen to the rain".
Lotus, alias lotus, hibiscus, lotus and splash, is a sweet and refreshing lotus root left in the mud at the end of autumn. Lotus leaf can be used to wrap food for smoking and cooking, and cooked food has a faint lotus fragrance; Lotus plumule can clear heart, reduce fire and promote fluid production. Lotus seeds also have this effect.
Want to come to the lotus, from birth to death, are worthy of eyes and ears.