"Qingyangdu" Jinlefu is covered with green lotus and red lotus. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.
"Fufu" Lu Jinyun's green room contains green solid, and gold bars are hung white. The pitch is tilted with the wind and the leaves are clear.
"Poetry of Picking Ling" In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Jiang Yan was calm in autumn, and the fresh water looked at the blue lotus. Zi Ling can also use it to try to ease years of sadness. Before the flood, under the jagged leaves. High harvest overflows the valley, and the fragrance is beautiful in Guang Chuan. Sing a female song and dance into a Jiangnan string.
Liang's youngest daughter, Jasper, came to marry King Runan. Lotus face messy, lotus leaf fragrance. Because of Mr. Wang's recommendation, I am willing to attack the hibiscus skirt.
"Summer Song" In the Southern Dynasties, Liang Xiaoyan's lotus bloomed in the south of the Yangtze River, with red flowers and clear water. The color is the same, but the lotus root is different.
Liang Jianwen (Xiao Gang) in Two Poems of Picking Lotus shines in the sky in the evening, and picking lotus bears glory in the evening. The wind on the lake is hard to get up, and the lotus is not thin. Move the hibiscus to fall, the ship moves the egret to fly. The lotus thread wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut pulls the clothes far away. I often smell cute and want to choose a skirt. The leaves are slippery, but the heart is busy. Who is happy in Qianchun, only the concubine and the king.
In the Southern Dynasties, the breeze of Yue shook the purple leaves and gently revealed Zhu's room. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.
"Picking Lotus" In the Southern Dynasties, Wu Liangjun mixed flowers and Luo Yi hung Qingjiang. 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.
Spring night
Author: Su Shi (Song Dynasty)
Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
Song Guan balcony sound fine, swinging yard night heavy.
"Huanxisha, frosty days, bright clouds, soaking in the air"
Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang
(Jingzhou is about the first time that Ma Ju boarded the tower to watch the traffic jam. )
First frost day, the sky is full of water, and the sheath is embroidered with flags. There is nothing wrong with weak smoke and rotten grass.
Wan Li fought in the Central Plains, and a statue of turbid wine guarded the east of the building. The wine column is full of tears and hates Taiwan.
The long road ahead will be full of new hardships, and the residual clouds are still vaguely like dreams.
The ambition of rushing to the sky is in my heart, and the gentleman is trapped and poor.