Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
Lotus picking song
Wang Changling's lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of her face.
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.
Lin Zifang of Chu Xiao Jingci School.
Yang Wanli, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
A cluster of plum blossoms
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
lotus
Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking; In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.
Huanxisha
I hate the whole country, how many red tears shed, and the wind condenses the snow.
The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.
Nanxiangzi
Riding on a float and crossing the lotus pond, the song is melodious and wakes up the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The first turning point of frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises. Lotus is delicate and full of tears. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.
There is a sweet smell around us.
The water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed.
Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup.
The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving.
I can hear that after a light rain, she bloomed, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen. The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes.
The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green.
Bodhisattva Red Mansion leans against the stream, and the stream in front of the building is cold and jade.
Mulan boat rippled, with people and teenagers on board. Lotus is charming and wants to say, laughing into the mandarin duck spectrum. On the waves, smoke is low, and on the song month, diamonds return.
Niannujiao
Make a scene. Remember to try Yuanyang for company when you come.
Thirty-six cruel people have not arrived, and there are countless water clothes.
The green leaves are cool, the jade capacity sells wine, and the rain falls.
Shake, Leng Xiang flies to the poem. At dusk, the green pavilion is graceful, and the lover has gone, so why put up with Ling Bo?
I'm afraid the dance clothes will fall off easily when they get cold, and I'm afraid I'll enter Nanpu and Xifeng.
High willows hang in the shade, old fish blow the waves, leaving me to live in the flower room.
2. Classic love lotus poem, burning lotus, graceful water. Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true. -"Poems on the Lotus" Sui Du Gong Exhibition
2, the bamboo dock is clean and bright, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -"Luo Suting sends Cui Zhou" Tang Li Shangyin
3, cut through the moss and rise into a pool, the lotus is green and uneven. Dawn blooms on the smoke waves, like painting a real woman taking a bath. -"Yong Lian" Juniper Strict
4, jade snow steals exquisite, covered with green red; Life is infinite, only in painstaking management. -"Lotus Lotus Mosaic Map" Shidao, Yuan Wu
5, after the rain, there is nothing to rely on, and the lotus powder is not dry. Thousands of pearls will be preserved and green plates will be shown to people. -"Lotus" Wang Songyue Pu
6. It's cool and early outside Yongjin Gate, and countless lotus flowers compete for beauty. Self-pity for the poor and sick, not going out, but being annoyed by flowers. It's rainy night, it's caring, and it's night to see the dew drop. You have to buy a blue boat with a stick, don't wait for a red makeup scrub. -"Lotus" Song Zhandao Mountain
7. The moving boat splashes water and is poor and green, leaning against the sill and fragrant. Thank you, Huansha, for staying in the rain. -"Lotus Leaf" Don Zheng Gu
8. In a rainy pond, the mirror shines on the eaves. Suddenly there was an east wind, and the drooping willow branches danced gracefully, and the water droplets on the willow branches swept through the middle of the lotus leaves, making a constant noise. -Liu Song's Pond after the Rain
9, a river is sunny, and people on both sides of the strait paint eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The painting is far away, the wine flag is out of the wind, and the feeling is Jiangnan. -"Water Fairy Chants for Jiangnan" Yang Hao, Bird
10, the courtyard is quiet in the middle of the night and the moonlight is empty. Sitting on two or three lotus flowers, red clothes fall in the autumn wind. -"Sitting in the Early Autumn Night" Yuan Zhao Yong
1 1, Yuexiu Hengtang Shilixiang, the waves are quiet and fragrant in the evening. Rouge snow is thin and heavy, and the jade plate is luminous. Dai Shan is far away, the moon wavelength. Twilight clouds and autumn shadows shine on Xiaoxiang. Drunk souls want to chase the dream of Lingbo, and pay the west wind to cool tonight. -"partridge sky". Reward the Lotus: Golden Song Year
12, oblique rain flying, silk weaving blue sky, curtain half rolled. Lotus blooms late in Qiu Guang and is scattered in red and green swamps. -"North Pavilion" Don Li Qunyu
13, the small bridge paddles to cut lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides is dizzy with sunset glow. This seems to be the first banquet of Yaochi, and Wan Fei's drunken face is covered with lead. -"Lotus" White Pine Jade Toad
14, Xia Baoni Hebi, naturally not a romantic standard. Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white. Every time I bow my head, it is a bright moon and a cool breeze, which is very depressing and speechless. In the end, you have to let go, the boat will go, live in the depths of a thousand villages and see the color of Iraq. -"Lotus Rhyme Lotus" Su Song Dongpo
15, water and fertilizer around the lake, mandarin ducks are wet and red. Dragonflies stand like lotus flowers, but the fragrant wind refuses to fly. -"Lakeside" Song Cui Fuchu
16, Wu Ji, the more beautiful Chu Fei, struggled to get the lotus boat wet. When they came, the lotus led them to the estuary and the moon sent them back to the river. 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. -"Two Lotus Picking Songs" Don Wang Changling
17, the sun shines in the sky at night, and the lotus is picked to form a sunset glow. The wind blows the lake hard, and the lotus is not rare. 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. -"Song of Picking Lotus" Liang Xiaogang
18, the road is endless, one factory and one step. Beautiful people look at lotus flowers over and over again and hate their sideburns. -"Looking at the East Lake Lotus as the Father" Song Xunzi
19, there are 89 leaves in Tian Tian, scattered at the beginning of the green pool. Tender and flat, the round shadow has covered the fish. Duckweed can't cover up, it's weak and sparse. Half at the bottom of the spring wave, I feel uncomfortable. -"New River" Don Li Qunyu
3. The ancient poem Lotus Love comes from Untitled II written by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.
There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
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This untitled poem describes a woman who is locked in a secluded room and disillusioned with love.
The first couplet "misty rain comes from the east, and the wheels outside the lotus pool are faintly ringing." Describe the environmental atmosphere: rustling east wind, drizzling; Outside the lotus pond, there was a slight thunder. It not only vaguely conveys the spring breath of budding life, but also has some gloomy tones, which sets off the heroine's budding spring and indescribable confusion and depression. The drizzle in the east wind is easily reminiscent of the allusion of "dream rain"; Lotus pond is the lotus pond, which often refers to the place where men and women love each other in Yuefu and Tang poetry in the Southern Dynasties. "Light Thunder" also implicitly uses Sima Xiangru's "Long Men Fu": "Thunder sounds like the sound of a car." This series of words closely related to love gives readers rich hints and associations. Ji Yun said: "The two sentences are wonderful, far-reaching and understandable." The so-called "distant spirit" refers to the distant artistic conception constructed by this suggestive poetic language, a hazy beauty that is difficult to express.
In Zhuan Xu, the golden toad locked the door and burned incense, and the jade tiger appealed on the rope about drawing water. Write about the silence of a woman's life. The golden toad is a toad-shaped incense burner; "lock" refers to the nose button of the incense burner, which can be opened to add spices; Jade tiger is a tiger-shaped pulley decorated with jade, and "silk" refers to well rope. Indoor and outdoor, you can only see the closed incense burner and the pulley by the well, which sets off the lonely scene of the woman's secluded place and the melancholy of being locked in spring for a long time. Incense burner and pulley are often associated with the love between men and women in poetry, and they are also the things that affect the heroine's lovesickness, which can be seen from the homonym of "Xiang" and "Si" in two sentences respectively. In a word, this couplet uses both fu and pen, which not only shows the loneliness of the heroine's boudoir, but also implies her inner feelings that are always touched.
The sentence "A great woman, once behind the screen, preferred a poor young man" in the Necklace is a love story between Jia Chong's daughter and Han Shou. See Shi Shuo Xin Yu: Jin and Han Shourong are handsome, and Minister Jia Chong appointed them as subordinates. Once, as a girl, she caught a glimpse of Han Shou behind the curtain, and she had an affair. Women celebrate their birthdays with exotic incense from the western regions given by the emperor. After being discovered, he celebrated his wife's birthday. "Once, a fairy brought a wedding mat to a prince and then disappeared" is a love story between Hou Zhen and Cao Zhi. See Shan Li's note in Selected Works of Luo Shenfu: Cao Zhi, the king of Wei Dong, once asked Zhen Shi for a wife, and Cao Cao promised to betroth her to Cao Pi. After the virgin's death, Cao Pi presented her relic jade belt and gold decorative pillow to Cao Zhi. Cao Zhi left Beijing for home via Luoshui. After dreaming of Zhen, I said to him, "I trust your majesty, but your majesty has heart failure." This pillow was married when I was at home. I married the commander of the five senses (Cao Pi) before, and now I am married to the king. " Cao Zhi wrote Ganzhen Fu, and later Ming Di renamed it Luoshen Fu (in the sentence, "Fu Fei" means Luoshen, meaning a virgin). From the first couplet, "burning incense" attracted Jia to peek at the curtain and offer it; By "tying the thread (thinking)", I left the pillow after Zhen, and my feelings were constantly broken. Although the endings of these two love stories are both fortunate and unfortunate, in the heroine's mind, whether it is Jia's peeping curtain, his love for Han Shou Jong, or his deep affection for Cao Zhi's talent after Zhen, all reflect the strong and unrestrained desire of young women to pursue love. At the end of the couplet, it reads: "Spring is not blooming, even if it is the bright fire of love, how can it only be ashes?" ! "A sudden turning point, the desire for beautiful love must not compete with Chunhua for honor, because the praise of the inch of Sauvignon Blanc is already ashes. This is the hopeless cry that the heroine Acacia is locked in a secluded room, longing for love. Enthusiasm turns into disillusioned sadness and intense anger. It is a very common metaphor to describe the yearning for love with "longing for love"; The connection between "spring heart" and "flowers competing for hair" not only gives "spring heart" a beautiful image, but also shows its natural rationality. "Acacia" is an abstract concept. The poet thinks of the strange sentence "Even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes?" From incense to ashes, the abstract is turned into concrete, and the destruction of beautiful things is expressed in a strong contrast way, which makes this poem have a touching tragic beauty.
Li Shangyin's best love poems are almost all about frustrated love. And this kind of frustrated love, often into some of their own life experience. We can also see his unfortunate experience of frustration in his career in the mood of acacia turning to dust.
4. Lotus Poetry Love 1, picking lotus songs
Don Wang Changling
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.
2. "Chu Xiao's Static Words Send Lin Zifang"
Don yang Wanli
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.
3. Torin Temple Bai Lianhua
Tang Bai Juyi
The water in Lintong Beitang is crystal clear.
Bai Furong was born in China and has 300 stems.
Glowing during the day, refreshing and fragrant.
Fragrant silver capsules are broken, and the jade plate is inclined.
4. "Lotus"
Qingshitao
The lotus leaf is five inches long and delicate, and the sticky waves do not hinder the painting boat from rocking.
In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.
5. Ancient poems about lotus flowers: Yang Wanli's eyes in Xiaochi are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be fine and soft.
Xiao-he just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it? At midnight, Li Bai Jing Lake in Wu Ge stretches for miles, and the lotus flowers are in full bloom. Lunatone is picking lotus here, and all the people who come to see him are very anxious.
Less than a month after returning home, she was elected to the palace. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Han Yu was planted by Cao Changpenchi, the seventh brother of Feng Heqian, and crossed the Jiangpu River, where he is now.
When the leaves grow, the roots will also migrate. There are two fresh cuisines, and the wind and waves rub against each other.
But according to the master's knowledge, who said the basin was an angel? Lotus-picking Song Li Bai Ruoye is picking lotus girls by the stream and smiling at them.
Rizhao's new makeup is bright under the water, fragrant in the wind and lifted in the air. Who swims on the shore, 3355 reflects weeping willows.
Purple flowers, wind and air heartbroken. A leaf is fragrant, and the ripples reflect the sunset.
Lonely in the wind, full of waves and twilight (Author: powershield) Tang poetry Li Bai: Song at four o'clock in the middle of the night: Lovely Rover in the Western Heaven, Haruka, picking mulberry leaves by the water. She stretched out her white hand among the green branches, and the golden sunshine dyed her rosy robe red.
My silkworm is hungry. I can't stay. Don't stay with your five-horse carriage. I pray. Li Bai: Midnight Song: Summer songs in Jinghu Lake stretch for miles, and lotus flowers are in full bloom.
Lunatone is picking lotus here, and all the people who come to see him are very anxious. Less than a month after returning home, she was elected to the palace.
Du Xunhe: The erotic palace complained about my misfortune and I sighed in the mirror. Ok, ok, not on the pretty face; Finally, in order to please who, ask me to decorate.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. I really miss my female companion in Yuexi Hu Sha every year; Song laughed and picked hibiscus casually.
Li Shangyin: One of the untitled two songs, you said you would come, but you didn't come. You left me no trace except the moonlight on your tower at five o'clock. The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.
The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft. But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.
Li Shangyin: Two untitled songs. The second misty rain is blowing from the east, and the wheels are thundering faintly in Furong Pool. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
Li Shangyin: Two Untitled Songs No.2 There are many curtains in your carefree house, where ecstasy lasts all night. The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.
Storms make nut horns ecstasy, and the moon dew sweetens cinnamon leaves? Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. Li Bai: Yujie hates her cold steps and wet silk bottom, and she stayed there for so long.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain. Tang Libai has the talent of playing autumn waters by the river, and he loves the red and fresh.
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. At midnight, Wu Ge (II) On the Mirror Lake, Tang Li Bai stretches for miles, and the blooming lotus flowers are in full bloom.
At Five Lunatone smiled and collected them. Watch the banks of Yuye Creek.
Less than a month after returning home, she was elected to the palace. Wang Changling and Yue Nv, a female in the Tang Dynasty, made a boat of osmanthus trees, and she also regarded osmanthus trees as trees.
The water on the lake is boundless, and the Qingjiang River is inaccessible. Pick hibiscus flowers instead of hibiscus leaves.
I will ask my husband what color is like a concubine. An Baili Tang Bai Juyi Lin Dongbei pond water, Zhan Zhan crystal clear.
Bai Furong was born in China and has 300 stems. Glowing in the daytime, clear and fragrant.
Fragrant silver capsules are broken, and the jade plate is inclined. I am ashamed of my dirty eyes. The wind is beautiful.
It is called Honglian, but it has a clean name. The summer calyx is not resting, and the autumn chamber is exhausted.
In the middle of the night, the monks went to bed and walked around the pool alone. I want to collect a coin and send it back to Chang 'an.
But I'm afraid that the world can't grow out of the mountains. In the Tang Dynasty, Jingzhao House planted lotus, and the white chrysanthemum easily polluted the ditch to store turbid water, and the water had leaves.
I came to sigh and knew it was something lotus. There is green mud under it, and the fragrance has not recovered.
There is a world of mortals, and the color is not fresh. Physical attributes are so, and so are personnel.
It's better to be abandoned than donated. Yesterday, in the stream, flowers and leaves were beautiful and clear.
There is no land this year, in front of the gaunt house. Qingyang crossing the gold, Yuefu green lotus covered with green water, hibiscus covered with red and fresh.
There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above. In the Southern Dynasties, Lotus, Shen Liang made an appointment with the breeze to shake the purple leaves and gently uncover Zhu Fang.
Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red. In the Southern Dynasties, lotus was picked, Wu Jun brocade was mixed with flowers, and Luo Yi hung on the Qinghe River.
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. Xia Ge Southern Dynasties, Liang Xiaoyan Jiangnan lotus flowers, red flowers full of clear water.
The color is the same, but the lotus root is different. There are micro-grasses in Hongze River, which can be used for rejuvenation.
Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun. Moving to the fish pond is a great loss.
How to frost dew, should be with the canopy. Yong Tongxin Furong Sui Dugong shows burning lotus core, graceful water.
Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly.
The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true. Sui Yinying, a lotus-picking song, went boating with countless companions to relieve himself.
You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The boat docked against the lotus.
Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup. A lotus in the autumn pond, with a red spike, has fallen to autumn in white, and Ling Bo alone spits red.
If you want, you will go with the wind. Antique (26th time) He was born in a secluded spring in Bai Bi, Li Tang, and the morning was clear.
Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the flying frost fade.
If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi. Picking lotus songs, Liu Xiaowei golden paddle Mulan boat, picking Jiangnan lotus.
Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it.
As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering. Jiangnan, lotus can be picked. In the Southern Dynasties, Liu Liang slowed down the drying up of the north shore in early spring, and Xia Yue South Lake was connected.
Lotus is comfortable to lean against, and hibiscus is red. If it is small, it is better to return to the path, and the ship is easy to enter the cluster when it is light.
The headlights are messy, and the clothes are fragrant with the wind. Jiangnan has little land, and it is not poor every year.
In the Southern Dynasties, Chen Zusun took pictures of the river picking hibiscus, climbed high and shone all over Sichuan, and hibiscus bore the light. People come to spend shadows, clothes come to smell sweet.
Gui Zhou's poems are uncertain, and Ling Ge's poems are ahead for a long time. Pick and choose, leave, there is no time to make clothes.
Huangnan Garden written by Song and Huang is better than Summer Resort. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.
Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.
Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions. Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers.
The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job. Feng Yanji in Jinmen, with a bright future, BMW is empty.
I don't know anyone who writes new clothes. I am a river walker every year. Dream of Wushan spring scenery, drunk eyes flying in vain.
Dancing diligently and without strength, I love you for playing Yu Di, Luo Fu, Mei and Furong without Shao Hua's help, so it's yellow. Spend the night, make up.
Not cold.
6. The ancient poetry is full of lotus [Tang] Wang Changling
Cut a ruffled skirt in one color,
Lotus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.
You can't see it in the swimming pool,
I didn't realize that someone was coming until I heard this song.
Antique [Tang] Li Bai
Bihe gives birth to a secluded spring,
The sun is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers release green water,
Thick leaves are filled with smoke.
Beauty is unparalleled,
Who will pass the incense?
Sit and watch the flying frost,
Fade this year of red fragrance.
If you don't find your roots,
I want to trust the swimming pool.
I thought of Xin in the summer in Nange.
meng haoran
The mountain light in the west suddenly disappeared,
In the east of the lake, the moon rises slowly.
It exudes coolness at night,
Open my window and lie down quietly.
The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus,
The music of bamboo leaves dripping dew.
I'll pick up my lute and play,
But, alas, who here will understand? .
So I thought of you, old friend,
Oh, the trouble of my midnight dream.
Untitled second part
Li shangyin
The wind is blowing from the east, misty and rainy,
There was a faint thunder from the wheels on the hibiscus pool.
Jin Chan locked the lock and burned incense.
The jade tiger tells the story of the water it is drawing on its rope.
A great lady once stood behind a screen, favoring a poor young man.
Once, a fairy girl, a prince from Weiyi Wang, brought a bridal mat and disappeared.
Spring is not in full bloom,
Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? .
Liantangwen Ting Yun
Green pond shakes and meets gold,
Roll orchids into white grass.
We should put socks on Luo Shenbo,
So far, lotus plumule has fragrant dust.
Even Tang Tang Yan Qian.
Lian Xin ying duo pu,
Go east through the green pond.
Still shadows shake the moon,
Leng Xiang reflects water and wind.
Gold powder falls to the core,
Jade dew washes away the residual red.
Looking at Yu Fangshao,
Nobody asked.
Yong Shuang Lian kai Hua Liu Tang Shang
New flowers bloom at dawn,
Beautiful makeup, smiling face.
Western paintings of Jialing birds,
Sooner or later, the two-way pool will come up
Fu Tang Rong Wen ting yun
Thorn stems sway blue,
These flowers are serrated and red.
The autumn water in Wu Ge is cold,
The night in Xiangmiao is gloomy and empty.
In the thick perfume,
Beauty is in the mirror.
The south building has not been repaired,
Practice Dong Tang all night.
Du Furong Wang Tang Bai Zhen
Tang Fang Xiao Qing Mirror,
Take a solitary photo of Yu Rongqiu.
Bitter flies don't like each other,
Picking apples worries you.
When the sun goes down,
The wind is strong and the head is blue.
What do you admire,
Double? Birds swim.
Xia Tian Nanting Huaixin Rong Da
meng haoran
The mountain light in the west suddenly disappeared,
In the east of the lake, the moon rises slowly.
It exudes coolness at night,
Open my window and lie down quietly.
The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus,
The music of bamboo leaves dripping dew.
I'll pick up my lute and play,
But, alas, who here will understand? .
So I thought of you, old friend,
Oh, the trouble of my midnight dream.
Picking lotus songs, the old sound is English.
Countless boating companions,
Untie the rope and urge yourself.
Sweat powder does not need to be wiped,
The wind skirt is open at will.
Moving around, floating around,
The boat leaned against the lotus.
Lotus root silk tied into a wisp,
The lotus leaf is held in the cup.
Give it to Tang Li Bai when folding the lotus.
Make love in the river,
I like this kind of red and fresh.
Climb the lotus and pick its pearls.
Ripples are not round.
In the beautiful clouds,
I want to give gifts every other day.
Acacia has no cause,
Looking forward to a cool breeze.