Many plain flowers were cheated, and this flower ended up in Yaochi.
Who feels heartless and hateful, the wind is clear and clear that month.
Lakeside temple at dawn
Song 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.
Give a lotus flower
Don
People in the world have different descriptions of flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but regardless of the flowers and leaves, they fall into the soil and become dust.
Only violet and red violet can open and close, which is childish.
Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity!
Shejiang picking hibiscus
Han Anonymous
Picking hibiscus by the river, Lanzeduo fragrant grass.
Who is eager to leave? Thinking far away.
Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way.
I am bent on leaving home and worried to death.
Xizhouqu
Southern dynasty Yuefu
Miss Mei wants to go to Kau Xizhou and break plum blossoms on the north bank of the Yangtze River.
Single shirt apricot yellow, double-faced crow young color.
Where is Xixi Jiao? The two oars on board can be placed at the ferry pier of the Kau Xizhou Bridge.
It's getting late, Shrike flies away, and the night wind blows into Sapium sebiferum.
Under the tree is her home, and her emerald hair is exposed in the door.
She opened the door and didn't see her sweetheart. She went out to pick red-violet flowers.
Autumn, autumn Nantang, she is holding a lotus seed, and the lotus grows taller.
With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake.
Hide lotus seeds in your sleeve. Lotus seeds are red and transparent.
Recalling Mandy's absence, I looked up at Hong Fei.
The sky was full of geese, and she went up to the tower to see her husband.
You can't see the height of the building, you will do your best.
Twelve songs are dry, and hands are like jade.
The curtain is so high, rippling like sea water, empty and generally dark green.
If the sea is as long as a dream, then you are sad and I am sad.
If Nanfeng knows how I feel, please blow my dream to Puxi Island.
lotus
Tang guozhen
The face is greasy and fragrant, and it looks very affectionate. What is lighter in the world?
Princess Xiang came to the pool to see after the rain, and Jasper was making crystals on the plate.
Lotus picking song
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.
Lotus picking song
outstanding
Picking lotus and picking lotus, Ying Ying hit the road in the water.
Yuanyang touched Ye Fei and moved to Tuantuan Building.
lotus
ancient official title
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.
Visit the lake and enjoy the lotus flowers.
Gine Lee
Hot Polygonum hydropiper dipped in fire and water will not go out, and waterfowl will throw a silver shuttle at the fish.
There are thousands of hectares of lotus flowers everywhere, red and blue.
Sun Wu beheaded the maid-in-waiting head of beauty Wu on the glass pond.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
towering
Jade flower red, golden soup flowing water.
They are afraid of losing each other when they meet, and they are all trying to pick lotus boats.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
Xu Yanbo
The closer my home is to the water, the more smoke I throw my boat into the river.
Find a concentric couple, and then pick concentric lotus.
Broken lotus root silk can be crisp and the flowering leaves are round.
Haruka got the bright moon and went back to the fallen petal.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
Lipper
A woman who picks lotus flowers by the stream will laugh at the lotus flowers.
Rizhao's new makeup is bright under the water and fragrant in the wind.
Who swims on the shore, 3355 reflects weeping willows.
Zi Juan hissed into the fallen flower and saw the emptiness and heartbroken.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
He zhangzhi
The fog in Jishan is gloomy and craggy, and there is no wind and no waves in the mirror water.
Mo Yan's spring is beautiful, and there is no mid-stream lotus picking.
Harmony Trilogy and Lotus Picking
Wang Changling
One of them, like the beauty of Wu, the king of Yue, the king of Yue, the beauty of lotus picking girls, the beauty of lotus picking boats, the lake wet their clothes.
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.
Yue Nv is a laurel boat, but he also regards laurel as a tree.
The water on the lake is boundless, and the Qingjiang River can be involved at the beginning.
Pick hibiscus flowers instead of hibiscus leaves.
I will ask my husband what color is like a concubine.
Harmony and Lotus Picking
Rongyu
Although you listen to the song of picking lotus, you know the heart of picking lotus.
I love the flowers in the distance, but I'm worried about the waves coming back to the ship.
The smoke is extremely dark, and the sunset in Jiangyin is half.
Companions are pity for silence, watching makeup fall into Hosta.
Chaoyang's daughter is full of flowers, just like Pan Mulan's boat.
In the South Lake, the spring breeze is dusk, and the singing of Lingge refuses to stop.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
Chu Guangxi
There are many shallow bamboos and lotus flowers, and the deep pond has few rhombic leaves.
When I am alone, I am complacent and ashamed to invite Qi to bed.
Guangjiang has no skills, Ozawa has no horns.
Children's language flows to Jiao Ren in the waves.
In spring, the geese are hidden, and the new lotus is full of lakes.
When the sun sets, don't think about the wise and fools.
Harmony and Lotus Picking
Baorong
Get a boat to Nantang water, and the lotus leaves reflect the lotus seeds.
Summer clothes are clean and pleasant, and you can't afford to dance in waves.
Care for delicate fingers, water chestnut has many new thorns when it is first ripe.
There is no wind when picking lotus leaves, and the lotus pond is as loose as a mirror as a dragon.
The short sleeves of summer shirts are oblique red.
Ge Yan laughed at the new lotus and listened to Lotus East while fishing.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
Ji Zhang
There are many lotus seeds on the shore of Qiu Jiang, and the daughter who picks them relies on boat songs.
The green house is round and solid, rippling before the game.
Try to pull the green stem to find the lotus root, and the broken silk will stab your hand.
White practice waist sleeve half-rolled, no Hosta makeup comb shallow.
Before the ship is full, may I ask who lives far away
When I come back, I will stay at dusk, and I will be my own hibiscus and paddle.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
Bai Juyi
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.
Xiang he ge ci Lian qu
Monk Miracle
Cross-river girl, cross-river lotus, Qi Hanlan, Shuang Chanjuan.
Where to swim, choose to be with the boat.
Hao sang with tolerance, and the waves rippled.
When the island is moored, several mandarin ducks sleep.
When the sleeves are full, the fragrance spreads.
When dusk returns, bamboo gives birth to smoke.
Peaceful pavilion words, picking lotus flowers and returning home
Bo Wang
Pick lotus, green water and hibiscus clothes, and the autumn wind makes waves and geese fly.
The laurel orchid grows under the radius, and the skirt wrist is gently shaken.
The flower ponds in Yu Ye are extremely flat, and the river is getting bitter.
Acacia is bitter, but the ceremony can't stay.
The husband beyond the Great Wall has not returned, and it is dusk to pick lotus in Jiangnan.
It's dusk, picking lotus, and this canal will definitely promote home.
Picking mulberry leaves in Lunan is not as good as picking lotus on the river.
Lotus after lotus, why do the leaves overlap?
Ye Cuiben is ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus is like cheeks.
Looking forward to leaving when the beauty is away.
Love flowers, love lotus roots.
Therefore, where there is love, there are new things that blossom.
I don't hesitate to pay attention to Nanjin, and I am ashamed of Beihai's delay in writing geese.
Lotus picking songs have a festival, and the lotus picking night has not rested.
Just as the mighty river prevailed, it was worth visiting the river last month.
Lianpu night party, Wu Ji will meet.
* * * Ask a thousand miles to cross the mountain.
Qing Tang he yun
ji xianlin
There are several acres of clear ponds in front of the building. I remember that when I first moved here more than 30 years ago, there seemed to be lotus flowers in the pond, and there were still some broken shadows of green leaves and safflower in my memory. Later, things changed, and the years passed, but the pond became "half an acre of square pond opened, the sky was high and the clouds were light", and the lotus flowers were never seen again.
I keep a lot of old ideas in my mind. Every time I look at an empty pond, I always feel as if something is missing. This is not in line with my aesthetic concept. There should be something green in the pond, even reeds are better than nothing. The best and most ideal is of course the lotus. In China's old poems, there are simply too many descriptions of lotus flowers. Zhou Dunyi's On Ailian is probably unique. His famous phrase "everyone knows that the fragrance disappears and the jade dies." It can almost be said that there is no one in China who doesn't love lotus flowers. But the pond in front of our building is the only one lacking lotus flowers. Every time I see or think about it, I always feel that I am a heart disease.
Someone came from Hubei and brought some lotus seeds from Honghu Lake. The shell is black and hard. It is said that if buried in mud, it can be preserved for thousands of years. So, I used a hammer to crack a crack in the lotus seed, so that the shower head would break out of its shell and never be buried in the mud. These are subjective wishes, and it is a big unknown whether the lotus buds can grow. Anyway, I finally tried my best to put five or six broken lotus seeds into the pond. The following is resignation.
In this way, I have one more job every day: go to the pond several times more. I always hope that one day, suddenly, "Xiao He shows sharp corners" and green lotus leaves grow out of the water. However, contrary to expectations, in the first year of throwing, nothing appeared on the water until the autumn leaves fell. After a lonely winter day, the next year, the pond was full of spring water, green willows and weeping willows, and there was a beautiful scene. However, there is still no lotus leaf in the water I expected. At this time, I was completely disheartened, thinking about those hard-shell lotus seeds brought by Hubei, probably because of unexplained reasons, there is no hope of planting lotus seeds anymore. My eyes can't suck lotus leaves out of the mud.
However, in the third year, a miracle suddenly happened. One day, I suddenly found some round green leaves growing where I threw lotus seeds. Although the color is extremely pleasing, they are thin and pitifully lying on the water, like the leaves of water hyacinth. Only five or six leaves grew at first. I always feel a little too little, and I always hope to grow a few more pieces. So, I look forward to the stars and the moon, and go to the pond every day. There are farmers outside the school to catch aquatic plants. I always ask them to be merciful and not to break the leaves. But after a long summer, sad autumn came to the world again, leaving only five or six lonely leaves floating in the pond. For me, this is another hopeful but still depressing year.
The real miracle appeared in the fourth year. After the severe winter, the pond overflowed with springs. When the lotus grows leaves, a large green leaf suddenly grows in the place where there were five or six leaves last year. However, it seems that the lotus has not stopped its activities under the severe winter ice, because leaves have also grown in the middle of the pond far from the original base of five or six leaves. The speed and range of blade expansion are amazing. Within a few days, a large part of the pond has been covered with green leaves. Moreover, the leaves that used to lie flat on the water like water lilies gathered strength from somewhere, and some actually jumped out of the water and grew into slender lotus leaves. It turned out that I had been suspicious for a long time, fearing that water lilies were growing in the pool, not real lotus flowers. In this way, the doubts in my heart were swept away; What grows in the pond is really the descendant of Honghu lotus. I was ecstatic, and these years have finally not been in vain.
Everything in the world comes into being. Animals, plants and other creatures, including people, are always endowed with an extremely amazing survival force and an extremely amazing expansion and diffusion force, which is irresistible. As long as you are willing to take the trouble to observe, you will certainly admit it. What is in front of me now is the lotus in the pond in front of my building. As several brave blades jumped out of the water, many blades followed. Overnight, dozens of branches appeared, and they spread quickly. In less than ten days, lotus leaves have covered half the pond. From where I planted my seeds, I spread to the east, west, north and south. I can't know how the lotus moves in the mud in deep water. Anyway, judging from the lotus leaves above the water, it takes at least half a foot to form this situation.
Planting lotus leaves is definitely not enough. Lotus flowers come one after another. According to experts who know lotus flowers, the lotus flowers in the pond in front of my house are different from those in other ponds in Yanyuan. The color of lotus flowers in other places is light red; And my lotus here is not only red, but also has many petals. Each flower can produce sixteen compound petals, which certainly looks different. These dazzling red lotus flowers, hanging high above the lotus leaves, pose in the wind as if dazzling everything. When I was a child, I read an old poem: "After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus color is different. " I love the beauty of his poems and deeply regret that I can't go to Hangzhou West Lake to enjoy them in person. Now the pond in front of my house is the scenery of the West Lake. It was I who moved the West Lake from Hangzhou to Yanyuan. Isn't it great and satisfying? Mr. Zhou Yiliang just moved to Longrun Garden a few years ago and was named "Jihe". I find it interesting and grateful. Shall I pass the lotus?
The year before and last year, when the lotus flowers were in full bloom in Xiayuetan, I walked around the pond at least several times every day, sitting on a stone and quietly sucking the fragrance of lotus flowers and lotus leaves. "The quieter the forest, the quieter Tonamiyama." I really feel quiet around. I sat there silently, and what I saw on the water was the green manure and red manure of the lotus. The reflection is reflected in the water. When the wind blows, a lotus petal falls into the water and falls from above, while the reflection in the water falls from bottom to top, and finally touches the water surface. The two become one and float there like a boat. I once read two sentences in a poem: "The pond flowers fall in shadow, and the sand birds fly with the sound." The author deeply regrets that the second sentence is no good. No wonder, how many people can understand the realm of "a pool of flowers falling into a shadow"?
In the evening, my family often sits on the stones by the pond to enjoy the cool. One night, the moon in the sky was bright and bright, and a piece of silver light was sprinkled on the lotus. Suddenly I heard a plop. Mao Mao, my little white Persian cat, jumped into the water. She probably thought there was a white jade plate in the water and wanted to jump on it and catch it. As soon as she entered the water, she probably felt something was wrong. She quickly returned to the shore and broke the reflection of the moon. It took her a long time to get back to her original shape.
This summer, the weather is extremely sultry, but the lotus flowers are in full bloom. Green covers the sky, red flowers reflect the sun, and a pond that is not too small is so full that even the water surface can hardly be seen. A neighbor who loves lotus flowers counts the number of lotus flowers cheerfully every day. Tell me today that there are four or five hundred flowers; Tell me tomorrow that there are six or seven hundred flowers. However, although I know he is meticulous, I don't believe he can really count the exact number of flowers. There are many corners under the lotus leaf and in the cracks of the stone, and I don't know how many are hidden, so it is difficult to see them on the shore.
These days, the weather has suddenly turned cold. Although the lotus leaf in the pond is still green, it seems that the day of becoming a residual lotus will not be too far away. In a month or two, the water will freeze and even the remaining lotus will disappear without a trace. At that time, the lotus will probably hibernate under the ice and dream of spring. Their dreams will surely come true. "Winter has come, can spring be far behind?"
I wish my "Jihe" all the best.