1. Tang Bohu's poems about lotus
Tang Bohu's poems about lotus 1. Poems about lotus
"Jiangnan" Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Among the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north. "Dawn comes out and Jingci sends Lin Zifang off" Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. "Lotus" Qing Dynasty. Shi Tao. The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate and delicate. It sticks to the waves and does not hinder the swaying of the painted boat. When the wind blows in April or May, it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman.
"The Theory of Love and Lotus" by Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty The flowers of land and water are very lovely. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums. Since the Li and Tang Dynasties, people have loved peonies very much.
I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, washes the ripples clear without being evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches. Have fun. "Qingyang Ferry" Jin. Yuefu Green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with red.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above. "Lotus Picking Song" by Yin Yingtong, Sui Dynasty. There are countless companions in the boat, and they untie the rope to urge each other.
There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The floats are moving in disorder, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus.
Lotus root threads are tied together, and lotus leaves are held into cups. "Lotus" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty They all have no color to compare with, but they can't help but smell the fragrance.
Yao mats are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late. When I return to my quilt, the lamp shines on my clothes, and my socks are soaked in water when I cross the quilt.
I envision farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in dreams after separation. "Lotus" by Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to meet the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white apples.
It should be the stockings on the waves of Luo Shen, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. "Hibiscus on Qian's Pond" by Wen Zhengming In September, the flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are closed, and the hibiscus is wandering in Zhongzhou.
The beauty smiles across the water, and the setting sun still brings sadness. The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows the golden city in autumn.
It is useless to look at each other in old age, there is a kind of tranquility in the pond. "Su Mu Zhe" Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan burns agarwood to relieve the heat.
Birds call their eyes, peeking into the eaves at dawn. On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain falls, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts each leaf.
My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time. Do you remember each other in May? In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu.
"Liantang" Ming Dynasty. Huang Qiong Dongjia Pond in the vast desert, with green trees shading towards the inlet. The fragrance of brocade can be seen continuously for ten miles, and the west wind and the bright moon return with songs.
"Untitled. Part Two" Li Shangyin A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
"Huanxi Sand" by Xue Zhaoyun The country and the city are overwhelmed by hatred, so many red tears are shed in Gusu, leaning against the wind and staring at the snowy skin. The sun sets over the mountains and rivers of Lord Wu, the palace of the King of Yue is half flat, and the lotus flowers and water chestnuts are all over the lake.
"Nanxiangzi" Li Xun took a colorful boat and crossed the lotus pond, singing songs to wake up the sleeping mandarin ducks. Wandering girls snuggled up with fragrance and laughed, vying for slimness and folding their lotuses to cover up the evening sunshine.
"Huanxi Sand" by Li Jing The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the westerly wind is worrying about the blue waves. Still haggard and haggard with the time, unbearable to look at.
The drizzle dreamed back to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. How many tears of infinite hatred, leaning on the railing.
"Picking Mulberries" by Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus blooms. When wine comes, no flags are used, but red banners and green canopies follow. The painting boat was pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance was golden, the mist and rain were gentle, and I returned drunk with music and songs.
"Nan Kezi" "Selected Poems of Sages of the Tang and Song Dynasties" The green mountains are ten miles away, and the tidal flat road is sandy. The birds chirp several times to complain about the years, and it’s the desolate time again at the end of the world! The white dew collects the waning moon, and the breeze disperses the dawn clouds.
Asked Lotus by the green poplar embankment: Remember that family who sold wine that year? "Bodhisattva Man" by Mrs. Wei The red building leans against the stream, and the stream in front of the building condenses with cold jade. The Mulan boat is rippling, and there are young people in the boat.
The lotus flowers are so sweet that they smile into Yuanyang Pu. The smoke is low on the waves, and the song is returning under the moon.
"Huanxi Sand" by Zhang Yuanqian The mountains surround the flat lake and the waves shake the city, the reflection of the lake is soaked in the green mountains, and the crystal downstairs is about to be updated. When the foggy willows are dark, the clouds and the moon rise, and the dew and lotuses turn over, and the water flows with fireflies, and their rustles spread until dawn.
"Ode to the Lotus" by Liang Shen Yue of the Southern Dynasties. The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew touches the red house. The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red.
"Picking Lotus" by Wu Jun of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasties. Brocade belts with mixed flowers, and robes hanging over green rivers. Asked where he was going now, he went out to collect lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River.
Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish. I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom.
"Poetry of Lotuses" Jiang Hong There are tiny grasses in Zepi, which can bloom and bear fruit. The green leaves like to turn in the wind, and the red leaves like to shine in the sun.
I moved to Yuchi, and my roots were not lost. How to interact with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying ponchos.
"Ode to the Lotus of One Heart" by Du Gongzhan, Sui Dynasty The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water. A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends.
The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances around the clothes. The name Lotus can be recited naturally, and the two minds are the same.
"Lotus Picking Song" by Yin Yingtong, Sui Dynasty. There are countless companions in the boat, and they untie the rope to urge each other. There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.
The floating ducks are moving in chaos, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus.
Lotus roots are tied together in strands, and lotus leaves are held in cups.
"Ancient Style (Twenty-Six)" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. The green lotus grows in the secluded spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves gather green smoke.
The beauty and beauty are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. The roots have not yet been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond.
"Song of Lotus Picking" Liang Liu Xiaowei of the Southern Dynasty, a golden oar magnolia boat, plays the role of picking lotus from the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance spreads across the Pudu River, and lotus leaves fill the river.
The house is easy to get, and the handle is curved. When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are blowing.
"If you break the lotus, you will get a gift" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty. He waded into the river and played in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus. If you climb the lotus and play with its beads, the ripples will not become round.
The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky. There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze with regret.
"Lotus" by Li Shangyin They all have no color to compare with, but how can they be fragrant? Yao banquets are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late.
The lamp in the quilt illuminates the beauty, and the socks in the crossing are soaked in water. I anticipate farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in my dreams after separation.
"Lotus" by Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to meet the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white apples. It should be the stockings of Luo Shenbo, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant.
"Su Mu Zhe" Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan burns agarwood to relieve the heat. Birds call their eyes, invading the dawn and peeking into the eaves.
On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain dries up, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by one. My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time.
Do you remember each other in May? In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu. "Liantang" Ming Dynasty. Huang Qiong Dongjia Pond in the vast desert, with green trees shading towards the inlet.
The fragrance of brocade is endless for ten miles, and the west wind and the bright moon return with songs. "Lotus Picking Song" by Li Yaru The lotus root fields are spread out next to the lake, and the flowers are faintly connected.
Three or five small boats are about to go, singing loudly and picking lotus flowers. "Hibiscus" by Zheng Banqiao, Qing Dynasty. I pity the few red and pink marks the most, the small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water.
Looking at myself in shock and pity, Xishi originally lived in Zhuluo Village. "Reflections on Lotus Root Township" Modern. Leisure article Farewell to the ancient town of Anyi at dawn, boating on the water in Lotus Root Township; willows on the banks dye the clear stream, and the fragrance of lotus fills the golden autumn.
Being in a foreign land hurts poverty and chaos, but returning to my hometown is full of joy and scenery; people with good political skills and rich people are born, and the hibiscus fairy is happy to come and visit. "The Summer Pavilion Huai Xin Da" by Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Enjoy the cool evening breeze, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the musical instrument.
2. Poems about lotus
Small pond
Yang Wanli
The spring silently cherishes the trickle,
The shade of the tree Zhao Shui loves Qing Rou.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners.
Has a dragonfly already stood on its head?
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Oona is like a fairy
The breeze sends Xiangyuan
Lotus Picking Song
(Wang Changling)
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color,
The hibiscus blooms to both sides of the face. < /p>
I couldn’t see anyone entering the pond,
I heard someone singing and then I realized someone was coming.
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It was a stormy night in the pond,
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Who can love the lotus like Dun Yi?
Midnight Wu Song
Li Bai
Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms.
In May, Xishi is picked, and people look at it like a narrow path.
Returning to the boat without waiting for the moon, he returned to the Yue Wang family.
Seeing Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn
Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
The lotus flowers are clear. Shi Tao
The five-inch lotus leaves are delicate, and they stick to the waves without hindering the movement of the boat;
It can also be seen in the Xunfeng in April and May. Covering the waist of a beautiful woman.
3. Poems about lotus
1. "The Book of Songs. National Style" There are Fusu in the mountains. There are Fusu in the mountains, and there are lotus flowers in the sky.
If you don’t see Zidu, you will see madness. Self-translated poetic meaning: There are small trees on the mountain, and lotus flowers are in full bloom in the swamp.
I have never seen a handsome man, but I have met a frivolous madman. 2. "The Book of Songs. National Style" Zebei There are cattails and lotuses in the Zebei.
There is no harm in a beautiful person. There is nothing to do in sleep, and the tears are pouring down.
Self-translated poetic meaning: By the swamp waterside, cattails and lotus flowers grow side by side. There is a handsome man there, how will I act like a spoiled child.
I spent a long sleepless night with tears and runny noses thrown away. Lotus appears in the Book of Songs.
Although it is a borrowed scene, it is also the origin of lotus poetry in the past dynasties. Therefore selected.
3. "Li Sao" (Excerpt) Pre-Qin Dynasty. Qu Yuan made lotus flowers to make clothes, and gathered hibiscus to make clothes; I didn't know that they were already gone, but I still love them and believe in them! Self-translated poetry: Cut green lotus to make fashionable clothes, sew white lotus to make clothes. You don't know what your ministers like, but your loyalty is as fragrant as a flower.
4. Jiangnan Han. Yuefu You can pick lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves. Fish play among the lotus leaves.
The fish plays with the lotus leaves in the east, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves in the west. The fish plays with the lotus leaves in the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves in the north.
5. Qingyang Ferry, Jin, Yuefu. The green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with fresh red. There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above.
6. Lotus Picking Song Liang Xiaogang The evening sun shines on the sky, and the lotus picking bears the evening glow. When the wind blows, it is difficult to cross the lake, but the lotuses are many and not thin.
The hibiscus falls, the boat moves and the egrets fly. The lotus silk wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut holds the clothes far away.
7. Lotus Picking and Quliang. Wu Jun's brocade and mixed flowers. Luo Yi hangs over the green river.
Ask where you are going now. Collect Jiangnan lotus.
Three thousand miles west of Liaoning. Desire has no cause.
I hope you will return soon. And this lotus is fresh.
8. The Sui Dynasty poem about chanting the hibiscus with one heart. Du Gongzhan's scorching lotus auspiciousness. Tingting emerges from the water.
A solitary stem attracts green. Double shadow *** dividends.
Sexy and beautiful faces. Fragrant and dancing clothes.
The name Lotus can be recited. The situation is that the two minds are of the same mind.
9. A lotus in the Autumn Pond Sui. Hong Zhigong The autumn solstice is all empty, and only the Lingbo spits out red. You can get what you have by relying on your roots. If you don't agree, you can follow the wind.
10. Lotus Tang in Quchi by Lu Zhaolin The floating fragrance surrounds the curved bank, and the round shadow covers the Huachi. I'm often afraid that the autumn wind will come early and I don't know how it will drift.
11. Three Yuefu Poems of the Tang Dynasty. Meng Jiao Lotus seeds are not available, and lotus seeds are in the water. It's still the best road next to the willows, and there is nothing to do in the spring breeze.
Luping and lotus leaves are in the same water. The wind blows the lotus leaves, and Luping falls from the west to the east.
Before the lotus blooms, it will be rolled up with painstaking efforts all day long. The spring water is only rippling, and the lotus flowers have not bloomed.
12. Song of Lu River by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The bright autumn moon shines over Lu River, and white apples are picked in the South Lake. The lotus flowers are so delicate that they want to talk, but they are worried about killing the boatman.
13. If you break the lotus, you will receive a gift. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus. If you climb the lotus and play with the beads, the ripples will not become round.
The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky. There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze with regret.
14. Lotus Picking Song by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A girl picking lotus is beside the Ruoye River, smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words. The sun shines on the new makeup, the water is bright, and the wind carries the fragrance in the air.
Who is wandering Yelang on the shore? There are three, three, five and five hanging poplar trees. Ziliu hissed into the fallen flowers and went away. Seeing this hesitation, he felt empty and heartbroken.
15. Lotus Picking Song by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The water chestnut leaves linger in the waves of the lotus, and the wind blows, and the boat can pass through the depths of the lotus. When Feng Lang wanted to speak, he lowered his head and smiled, while Biyu scratched her head and fell into the water.
16. New Lotus Tang. Li Qunyu There are eighty-nine leaves in the field, scattered green at the beginning of the pond. Only the tender blue is leveling the water, and the round shade has already covered the fish.
The duckweeds are not covered, and the weak waterweeds are still sparse. Half at the bottom of the spring wave, my heart is not yet relaxed.
17. Beiting Tang. Li Qunyu The slanting rain is woven into the dawn sky, and the sparse curtains are half rolled up by the wind in the wild pavilion. The lotus flowers are in full bloom in the late autumn, and are scattered in the red and green marshes.
18. Two Lotus Picking Songs by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty. Wu Ji Yue is more beautiful than Chu Princess, and they are arguing about the lotus boat and the wet clothes. When you come, you will be greeted by flowers from Pukou, and you will be sent home after harvesting them in the first month of the Yangtze River.
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus slit to both sides of the face. He couldn't see anyone entering the pool, but when he heard the song, he realized someone was coming.
19. Collecting Lotus Seeds by Huangfu Song in Tang Dynasty. The boat is moving on the lake and the light is shining in autumn. I am greedy to see the young people who believe in the flow of the boat. Throwing lotus seeds across the water for no reason will make you feel ashamed for a long time.
20. Liantang. Wen Tingyun The green pond is connected to the stars, and the orchids are rolled into the white duckweed. It should be the stockings of Luo Shenbo, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant.
21. Lotus Leaf Tang. Zheng Gu The water splashing in the boat is different and green, leaning against the sill, the wind shakes the handle and the fragrance is fragrant. Thank you to the people of Huansha for remaining intact in the rain.
22. Su Luo's Pavilion cherishes Cui Yong and Cui Gun of the Tang Dynasty. Li Shangyin's bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear. The longing for lovesickness passes across the city. The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotus to listen to the sound of rain. . 23. Traveling alone in Qujiang in late autumn to the Tang Dynasty. Li Shangyin hates spring when the lotus leaves are growing, and hates autumn when the lotus leaves wither. He knows that the love will last forever, and looks at the sound of the water at the head of the river. 24. Presenting lotus flowers to Tang Dynasty. Li Shangyin hates the flowers and leaves in the world. They are inconsistent, and the flowers enter the golden basin and the leaves become dust. There are only green lotuses and red lotuses, which can be opened and closed freely.
This flower and this leaf always complement each other, the green is reduced and the red is faded, and the sorrow is killing. 25. "The Crown Prince" Tang Ouyang Jiong has a peach-faced face with thin make-up and dimples all over her face.
There is a lot of eroticism, the ribbon is wrapped with gold thread, and the light skirt is translucent. His brows were shyly drawn back, and he smiled softly.
You don’t often steal glances, what do you think? On the autumn night and the autumn moon, a lotus blossoms for the first time. Looking at the front pool, swaying incense at night, when Chanjuan looks into the mirror.
There are thousands of tears in my heart and thousands of threads in my heart. Just like a light girl, so graceful.
The green cover is half a pole with new rain, and the red fragrance is a little refreshing. The root of talent is like jade, Lianxi has the same mind as Tao.
Beauty makeup is like a lotus palace, and lotus leaves are used as clothes in the wind. Last night it was as cool as water, and the canal was in the middle of the water.
Agree 3 | Comments 2012-6-12 20:43 Dear Redwood 2 | Level 1 Gift of Lotus Tang. Li Shangyin The flowers and leaves in the world are inconsistent, and the flowers enter the golden basin and the leaves become dust. There are only green lotuses and red lotuses, which are open and closed with innocence.
This flower and this leaf always complement each other, the green is reduced, the red is faded, and the sorrow is killing.
Lotus Picking Song by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face.
You can't see anyone entering the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song. Lotus leaf Tang.
Zheng Gu When moving the boat, the splashing water makes it look green, leaning against the sill, the wind shakes the handle and the fragrance is fragrant. Thank you to the people of Huanxi for their perseverance and keeping the mandarin ducks covered in the rain.
Bai Lian Tang. Lu Gui Meng. Don’t be deceived by the many plain flowers. This flower is truly in Yaochi.
Who knows if there is ruthlessness or hatred? When the moon is clear and the wind is about to fall.
4. Poems about lotus
The leaves are endlessly green, and the lotus is uniquely red in the sun.