Saussurea tianshanica
Author: Zhong Yan (Modern)
Some snow legends come from ancient times.
The piety of the plateau is woven into a classic by you.
Is it the horizon or the edge of the mountain?
Strong songs surround your belt.
You were far away, but you didn't show your face in Yaochi.
You are near the water town, and you have never turned around there.
You, you are as pure as my ring.
Make a 1000-year commitment to the land in my hometown.
Not to mention how cold it is.
Even if the journey outside the customs can't reach the other side
But the wind is blowing a little insects.
The flute drifted away.
Gave birth to countless medical poems.
Your unparalleled elegance.
A highly inclusive world in history
Holy face, spread out.
The green of life stays in the world.
The sound of an avalanche passes through your heart.
A bird caught the red root.
Stop in the rolling storm.
Look at your gentle gesture, you didn't fall.
But your tears are dripping
In the herb picker's basket
Slowly wither
Dream butterfly Qian Shan, snow lotus
Author: Su (Modern)
A musical instrument played by Qiangdi.
From afar, the mountains are long and the water is wide, and Wan Liyun floats.
Moonlight glass has worn away the butterfly dream of plain jade fragrance.
Your smile is like a beautiful lotus.
Low eyebrows, the clear shadow of time opens.
So this winter, there is pure white snow.
Floating, falling into your gentle palm
The dusk is getting deeper, and only your eyebrows are as bright as water.
Waiting like a flower, quietly bridging at the fingertips.
The story in the dark, in your agarwood look back.
Suddenly disappeared, the dream became very soft and light.
And your man's voice is like white outside the window.
At the end of the song, the branches are drunk.
You know, the predestination in previous lives was deep and shallow.
It's just a flashy fireworks.
Even if I miss it in an instant, the glimpse of Ningxiang falling on the moon.
It will also overflow Qianshan and eventually end in the snow.
So your dance steps go deep into the season.
Crush the rough jade of youth, start the thin pen of time.
Create a legend of snow lotus's coolness.
Follow your delicate and elegant aftertaste
I saw you falling from the sky and floating around.
Quietly, it also gave the world a pure and crystal batik.
If possible, please allow me to hold the truest blessing in the depths of the world of mortals.
Put out your eyebrows and smile.
Yaokouchen
Since then, the rain and snow have continued, and the years have flown by.
You are still the snow lotus at the top of that iceberg.
The moon is full of space, a dream, a thousand years.
snow lotus
Author: Watch Autumn (Modern)
Anantha Rathriya
The sun shines into the snow of the iceberg.
Penetrating into the ice during the day.
The wind is solidified tears.
Say to the yellow wings of the sky
Cold lips
There are different opinions on the posture of dancing.
A cold abundance
Say it to the smiling face in winter
You are too cold to stand up.
Your face is looking for a wedding dress
The gap of swimming time of tail fish
The reason why heaven and earth are together
Snow lotus in my dream
Author: Alone on the waves (modern)
You always like to stand on the top of Shan Lan.
Invite blue sky as neighbors and white clouds as companions.
Waiting quietly at the tip of the north wind.
Waiting for a day to bloom.
Show your noble demeanor on the jade muscle of the snow.
People all over the world say that you are an out-of-touch relic.
Rare and unattainable
In fact, you can walk into gardens and courtyards.
Nourish in soft soil
Open under the care of laity.
Even so.
You are still different from the followers. You are gorgeous.
It's not the flowers in the world of mortals that make you Leng Yan.
It is your innate wisdom to refuse to be touched by dust.
No matter where you go, stick to being yourself.
Be the snow lotus in my dream silently and happily.
snow lotus
Author: Huo Jing (Modern)
Snow lotus in the snowy mountains,
One, just one,
Take root in that accident and blossom in that confusion.
How lonely and cold, how white.
Accompanied by Changfeng, with lonely snow as neighbors.
You are cleaner than blood and prouder than May.
Being out alone,
Looking at the changing scenery all year round.
Are you lonely? Driving in the snow like that.
Staring silently ahead with snowflakes.
Who can read your loneliness? Who can soothe your sorrow?
Who can walk into your heart and accompany you alone?
Approaching gently, I didn't notice.
Leaving in a dream is accompanied by loneliness.
When to leave and when to come.
On the day Ogilvy bloomed, you came.
The day the flowers fell, you left.
You come empty-handed and go empty-handed.
I lost my heart. Where do I want to find it?
I once found it on the snowy mountain, but I didn't find it.
I want to meet you in my dream, but my face has been forgotten.
That rose has withered.
I gave you roses.