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.
This poem about lotus is the most familiar to the world. Lotus leaves are boundless green, and sunshine and lotus flowers complement each other.
2. The Song of Picking Lotus by Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty.
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.
The green skirt of the lotus picking girl and the lovely lotus leaf blend into one, as if the girl's face was hidden by the blooming lotus flower, which set each other off. The lotus picking girl disappeared into the lotus pond, and she didn't realize that someone was coming until she heard singing everywhere.
In the summer of the seventh year of Tianbao in Tang Dynasty, Wang Changling walked alone in the lotus pond outside Longbiao City, and saw a beautiful picture: A Duo, the county magistrate and Man Zi, was picking lotus flowers and singing in the lotus pond, which was specially composed.
3. Excerpts from Li Bai's Song of Picking Lotus in Tang Dynasty.
A woman who picks lotus by the river will laugh at the lotus. Rizhao's new makeup is bright under the water, fragrant in the wind and lifted in the air.
Girls picking lotus seeds in twos and threes by Ruoye River are picking lotus seeds and laughing among them. The sun shines on the new makeup of the lotus picker, the bottom of the water is clear and bright, and her fragrant sleeves are floating in the air.
4. Bai Juyi's lotus picking song in Tang Dynasty.
The rhombic leaves are full of light and wind, and the boat is deep in lotus. Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water.
The rhombic leaves float with the water waves, and the lotus leaves sway with the wind; Deep in the lotus, the lotus picking boat flies briskly. The girl who picked the lotus met her sweetheart and wanted to talk to him, but she bowed her head and smiled shyly, but she didn't want her Hosta to fall into the water.
5. Yin's lotus.
An Qiuyun is Xiao Xia, and Lotus Leaf is ten points and five points. You don't have to close the door when you sleep by the lake, and the cool breeze permeates the house every night.
Autumn clouds and sunset glow reflect the lotus pond, the lotus leaves are green and the lotus flowers are in full bloom. The poet's home is near the lotus pond. He doesn't close the door when he sleeps at night. Every night, a cool breeze blows gently, which brings a burst of fragrance and fills his home with the fragrance of lotus flowers.
6. In the Tang Dynasty, Huang Fusong's "Picking Lotus Seeds, Han Han, Xiang Lian Ten Qingbei".
Lotus fragrance lasts for ten hectares, and sister-in-law is greedy for lotus. I got my bow wet when I came late, and even took off my red skirt to wrap ducks.
The live drama of the lotus picker. Lotus flowers are full of pools and smell fragrant in ten miles. The woman who picked the lotus forgot to pick it. Laughter can be heard, and excitement can be seen.
7. Excerpts from Li Bai's "Folding Lotus Gifts" in the Tang Dynasty
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.
I like the bright color of this lotus flower better when I row into the river that makes eyes. I fiddled with the water drops on the lotus leaf, but they never rolled. A beautiful woman is hidden in a colorful cloud. If you want to send her flowers, they are far away in the sky. Miss for a long time, bleak autumn wind disappointed.
8. Zhou Bangyan's Su Mu Liao Chen Xiang in Song Dynasty.
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds call clear, intrude into 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. May Yu Lang remember each other?