Ancient style [Tang Dynasty] Li Bai The green lotus grows in the quiet 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 pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. The roots have not been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond. Huai Xin Da in the South Pavilion in summer [Tang Dynasty] Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east. Spread out and enjoy the evening coolness, 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 harp, but I hate the ignorance of the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming at night. "Untitled Part Two" [Tang Dynasty] 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. Mr. Jia peeked into the curtain, Young Master Han, and Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. Lotus Tang Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to connect with the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white grass. It should be the stockings of Luo Shenbo, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. Lotus Tang Yanqian The new lotus reflects Duopu, passing all the way to the east of the green pond. The still shadow shakes the waves of the moon, and the cold fragrance reflects the water wind. Gold dust falls off the pistil, and jade dew washes away the remaining red. Looking at Mr. Yu Fang, no one asked. Ode to the Two-Blooming Lotus by Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty The new lotus flowers bloom together at dawn, with heavy makeup and beautiful smiles on each other's faces. In the west, the Kalinga bird is collected and painted, flying up to the pond in the morning and evening.
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