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?
Linjiang county Ouyang xiu
In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east.
Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook. The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli of Chu Xiao Jingci School.
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.
Lotus Qingshitao
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.
◇ Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.
◇ Yong Furong ~ Southern Dynasties Shen Liang said
The breeze blows the purple leaves and gently reveals Zhu's room.
Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.
◇ picking lotus ~ Wu Liangjun in Southern Dynasties
Brocade mixed with flowers, 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.
◇ Ode to the Lotus ~ Jiang Hong
There are micro-grasses in Zebei, which can be rejuvenated.
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.
◇ Ode to Concentric Furong ~ Sui Dugong War
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.
◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Ying Tong
There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging.
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.
◇ Picking Lotus Songs ~ Southern Dynasties Liu Liang Xiao Wei
Golden oar Mulan boat, playing 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.
◇ Give a gift by folding the lotus ~ Tang Libai
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.
◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin
They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant.
Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late.
Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water.
Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.
◇ Lotus ~ Wen Tingyun
The green pond shakes the iron pot to pick up the gold, and the orchid is rolled into a white apple.
It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.
◇ Qianchi Furong ~ Wen Zhiming
Flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns to Zhongzhou.
Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.
Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon.
It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond.
Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong
Dongjiatan is endless and tree-lined.
Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru
Lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus.
Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.