1. A collection of sad poems about lotus
A collection of sad poems about lotus 1. Sad poems describing lotus
The spring is silent and trickling, The shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. - "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face. It enters randomly. You can't see in the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song. - "Song of Picking Lotus" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
After all, in June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, reflecting the The Japanese lotus is uniquely red. —— Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Walking off to the forest at dawn from Jingci Temple"
The most memorable scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is Bilian'ona, which is like a fairy sending fragrance far away in the breeze
A friend called me and invited me to visit the garden site. There were a few slanting winds and rain, and there were a few branches of crescent willows. I walked to the Spring Garden and stood at the lotus pond. The lotus flowers welcomed me, and I was so graceful that I was infatuated with it.
Qing Dynasty The spring breeze brings dew to the lotus roots under the pond. Wait until the flowers bloom like a full moon. Who remembers the lotus planters? The black gauze is half-fallen, and a drunken man sleeps. Dreaming and waving his arms can cut off the sun. When he wakes up, he holds the pipe and does not peek at the sky. He is a guest in the pillow with a smile on his face, and he is like an immortal to the lotus leaves.
Do not pick lotus in Yan Garden. The lotus leaves are empty, there are no fish playing in the lotus, and it is difficult for me to enter the lotus room
The red face and green ink are spread out by the pool, and the sleeves are dancing and the brush is waved against the jade lotus.
In the month after the rain in the hot summer, the spring flowers are lonely; the pond is full of red and green, and jade beads are falling in the wind.
After a night of wind and rain in the pond, thousands of red jade blooms; pity for you is always noble, love Lotus, who is like Dun Yi.
Where does the gentleman in the flower come from? Tingting jade stands up and spreads its charming face. The warm sun and the fragrance are endless. The branches spread out and the leaves are infinite. Even if it is cool to cover up the hot summer, it is very tired to hide from the cold winter. Since you don’t want to be stained by dust, why bother? Standing in the mud
The flowers on the land are competing with each other for their fragrance. The clear water pool is silent and fragrant, not competing with the peaches and plums. The spring breeze brings coolness in July.
The scenery in the north of Beijing is different in autumn, the sky is high, the clouds are light and the geese are blurred; Walking through the iron ridge, there is no place to be found, looking for the empty water relics in the lotus pond; I have no choice but to fall asleep in autumn, and my heart is full of fairy clothes that are better than the snow; Why do I sigh that I have no chance to see you, the summer wind is ten miles away and the pool is green.
The autumn wind is bleak and all the flowers wither. The branches and fallen leaves sway with the waves for a while, and the plum blossoms and health-preserving power are lost. Once the spring rain comes, the pond is full of green
2. Sad sentences about lotus
Sad sentences about lotus
1. Among the green leaves, a branch of lotus stands gracefully, like a shy girl, with a blushing face and a slight smile.
2. Lotus flowers are in various shapes, white and flawless, as pure as crystal. Some have only a green and white bud, shy and ready to bloom; some are only half-opened, with some petals scattered and others clustered around the stamens, like a beauty in undressed clothes; those are all The ones that are open look like girls in pure white clothes dancing gracefully; some of them have all their petals falling off, revealing green lotus pods, and the small holes on the lotus seeds seem to be small mouths that are opening. The throat shouted: "I'm mature, come and pick it!" The lotus exudes a fresh and elegant fragrance, attracting flowers and butterflies to fly and play among them, which is pleasing to the eye. And the naughty dragonfly flapped its wings and flew from one flower to another, playing happily with the lotus. I was intoxicated and felt that the lotus flowers in front of me were graceful lotus fairies dancing gracefully.
3. A collection of beautiful poems about lotus
"Little Pond" The spring is silent and trickling, and the water is clear and soft under the shade of the trees. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
"Collecting Lotus" You cannot collect lotus in the Yan Garden, the lotus leaves are empty in the fields. There are no fish playing in the lotus, and it is difficult for me to enter the lotus.
"Lotus Picking Song" The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus splayed to both sides of the face. You can't see anyone entering the pool, but when you hear the song, you feel someone is coming.
"Remnant Lotus" The bleak autumn wind causes all the flowers to die, and the dead branches and leaves sway with the waves. Thank you for the lead flower for the time being to nourish your vitality. Once the spring rain comes, the pond will be full of green.
"Dual Lotuses" The ancient willow trees are hanging down the embankment and the wind is light, and the new lotus leaves are spreading over the fields of the marsh. The white feathers are waving frequently, the idlers are sitting, the black gauze is half-fallen, and the drunkard is sleeping. When you dream, you can cut off the sun by waving your arms, but when you wake up, you can hold your pipe and don't peek into the sky. It is worthy of laughter and glory to be the guest in the pillow, and to Lian Yu, I am a fairy from this world.
"Visiting the Lotus" A friend called and invited me to visit the garden site. There are a few slanting winds and rain, and a few crescent willow branches. Walking to Jinchun Garden, I stood looking at the lotus pond. The lotus welcomes me, and I am so graceful that I am infatuated with myself.
The lotus flowers are cut by paddling on the small bridge, and the west wind on both sides of the bank is haloed by the sunset. It seems like the first banquet in Yaochi, with Wanfei's face glowing with drunkenness. ——"Lotus" Song Dynasty·White Jade Chan
The rosy clouds and the lotus green are natural, especially romantic. Under the heavy green cover, Qianjiao shines on the water, so red and white. Every time I look at the bright moon and the clear breeze, I feel very depressed and speechless, and the evil spirits are powerless. Finally, I have to let go, the boat goes away, and the beautiful fragrance lives in the depths, watching the color of Iraq. ——"The Beauty of Lotus·Lotus"
Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty
The water by the West Lake is full of fat, and the mandarin ducks are bathing in wet red clothes. The dragonfly stands on the lotus and refuses to fly due to the fragrant wind. ——"By the Lake" Cui Fuchu of the Song Dynasty
Wu Ji Yue Yan Chu Princess, fighting over the lotus boat water 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. You can't see anyone entering the pool, but when you hear the song, you feel someone is coming.
——"Two Songs of Lotus Picking"
Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
The evening sun shines on the sky, and the lotus picking bears the evening light. The wind blows and the lake becomes difficult to cross, but the lotus flowers are many and not yet 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. ——"Song of Picking Lotus" Liang·Xiao Gang
The embankments are endless and the willows are green one step at a time. The beautiful woman looked at the lotus over and over again, hating herself that she couldn't wear a hairpin on her temples. ——"Looking at the lotus flowers in the East Lake to express wishes to my father" Song Zixun
There are eighty-nine leaves in the fields, 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 duckweed cannot cover it, and the weak waterweed is still sparse. Half at the bottom of the spring wave, my heart is not yet relaxed. ——"New Lotus" by Li Qunyu of the Tang Dynasty
The heavenly secrets of snow brocade and crocodile gauze are woven, and the colorful pavilions lean against the painted bridge. A clean and pure gentleman is innocent, but who would want to be charming if he is handsome? In the green house, the lotus leaves fade away, and the jade lotus root spins and its leaves shake in the summer heat. You might as well call friends in the flowers, and when picking incense, you must look at the bright moonlight. ——"Lotus" Dong Sigao of the Song Dynasty
The fairy in the water has red cheeks, and her heart blooms in two places. I think the mandarin ducks died in vain, and their souls turned into beautiful flowers. ——"Lotus" by Shi Zhongshu of the Song Dynasty
A lotus-picking girl 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 bottom 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 poplars reflecting the trees. Ziliu hissed into the fallen flowers and went away. Seeing this hesitation, he felt empty and heartbroken. ——"The Song of Picking Lotus"
Li Bai of Tang Dynasty
The hibiscus in Qumarsh reflects the bamboo, and the green and red chairs embrace the clouds. Born without the power of the east wind, she will eventually become the first flower in the Xunfeng wind. ——"Lotus" He Zhong, Yuan Dynasty
At the autumn solstice, everything is empty, and the waves are red. You can get what you have by relying on your roots. If you don't agree, you can follow the wind. ——"A Lotus in the Autumn Pond" Sui Dynasty Hong Zhigong
In the evening of autumn, lotuses are scattered randomly, and pearls rain down. After the rain, the moon shines brightly, and it becomes cold in Yuanyangpu. On the pond, there is no one to care about, but this is the mood of living alone! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, he recited the words of Fen Lang. ——"Licorice Seed" Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty
The gentle posture and quality are pale and graceful, and the round pond is also pitiful. At a few o'clock, the lotus leaves rain, and the dusk fragrance spreads across the small river and sky. ——"Pond Lotus" Jin·Wanyanchou
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. ——"Qingyang Ferry" Jin·Yuefu
There are lotus flowers and purple smoke on the pond, and Wu Ji's wine shop is close to people and boats. He even wraps fish and crabs in lotus leaves, and will die in Jiangnan without complaining. ——"Bamboo Branches in Pukou" Yuan Kai of the Ming Dynasty
The wind is clear and the lotus flowers are blooming and reflecting the sun. A pair of owls suddenly flew away, causing the orchids to sing at the bottom of the flowers. Whose daughter is surrounded by orchid rivers? She has a bun with a neat bun and a charming girl with dark eyebrows. Picking lotus flowers fills your sleeves with fragrance, and the flowers are so deep that you forget where you came from. ——"Song of Picking Lotus" Zou Denglong of the Song Dynasty
Pinghu's jasper smoke is broad, and the lotus leaves are fragrant in the wind. The daughter picking lotus is pink and new, and the laughter in the boat can be heard through the smoke. The high-tie red skirt has double-rolled sleeves, and it doesn't hesitate to touch her wrists. They competed to be the first to pick up the hidden boat canopy, and they deceived each other and asked each other. What's the purpose of Wu'er's rowing? He pointed at the lotus to show his deep meaning. The man pointed out that the concubine in the lotus room had cut off the silk, and the lotus was not covered with silk. On the moon, the tide is flat and scattered in all directions, and the boat is as light as flying. The hearts are broken and the pulse is speechless, and the flowing water conveys the lovesickness. ——"Jiangnan Song"
Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty
The jasper in the flat pond is shining with autumn waves, and the green clouds hold the green handle of the fan. The fairy in the water palace wears red makeup and steps lightly on the mirror. ——"Lotus" Zhang Wenqian of the Song Dynasty
Luo Fei's mother-in-law floats on the smooth waves, the green color is delicate, round and small, and more fresh. Thirty hectares of rippling lake light, I don’t know who is the lotus under the leaves? Note: Lotus: pity, pun. ——"New Lotus" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty
4. What are the sad poems describing "Lotus at Zero"
1. "Su Luo's Pavilion Congratulates Cui Yong and Cui Gun" Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear, and the lovesickness is separated by the heavy city.
The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain.
2. "Breaking through the sand of Huanxi·The fragrant lotus leaves are sold and the remaining green leaves are sold" by Li Jing of the Five Dynasties
The fragrant lotus leaves are sold and the remaining green leaves are sold, and the westerly wind stirs up the green 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. No matter how many tears there are, there is no limit to hatred. I lean on the railing.
3. "Henan Zhang Yingzhi Dongzhai" Song Dynasty Mei Yaochen
When I lived here in the past, I dug a pond to connect to the bamboo garden.
There are few fish swimming in the clear pond, and there are no feathers in the shallow forest.
So far, the cold wind blows through the window, sending the rain of dry lotus leaves quietly.
When the rain stops and there are few officials, I know that you are alone and suffering.
4. "Jiangnan" Two Han Dynasties Anonymous
In the south of the Yangtze River, you can pick lotuses, there are fields of lotus leaves, and fish play among the lotus leaves.
The lotus leaves are to the east, the lotus leaves are to the west, the lotus leaves are to the south, and the lotus leaves are to the north.
5. "Lotus Picking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face.
He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming.
5. Poems about lotus should have a sad atmosphere
◇Hibiscus on Qian's Pond ~ Wen Zhengming In September, flowers in the south of the Yangtze River come to an end, and hibiscus lingers 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. ◇A Prune Cut~Northern Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao The fragrant red lotus root leaves the jade mat in autumn, I undressed my clothes lightly, and got on the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
◇Su Muzhe~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.