Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are available. Fish play among lotus leaves, lotus leaves in the east, lotus leaves in the west, lotus leaves in the south and lotus leaves in the north.
"Chu Xiao's static words send Lin Zifang" Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
"Lotus" Qing Shitao
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.
The song "Ailian". Zhou dunyi
Flowers and aquatic plants on land are very lovely. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums, and since Li Tang came, the whole world has loved peonies.
Lotus grows out of mud without dye, clear without demon. The outside is straight, not crawling, the fragrance is far away and clear, and you can see it from a distance, so it doesn't look ridiculous.
Yang Qing du Jin yue fu
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh. There is a lotus root below and a lotus root above.
Song of Picking Lotus Sui Yinying Tong
Countless boating companions urged them to untie the rope. Sweat powder does not need to be wiped, and the skirt can be opened at will.
The boat came in and leaned against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.
"Lotus" Tang Li Shangyin
They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is too late.
Looking back at the lights, soaking in water across socks. Looking forward to the autumn before parting, leaving home is a dream to eulogize.
"Lotus" Wen Tingyun
Green pond shakes cymbals to promote gold, and rolls orchids into white apples. You should put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and Lian Lei is still fragrant.
Lotus on the money pool
In September, the flowers in Jiangnan stopped and the hibiscus turned to Zhongzhou. Beauty smiles across the water, but the sunset is still sad.
Dew washes the jade plate, the golden hall is cold, and the wind sends Jincheng to autumn.
Su Mu in Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds are catching their eyes, invading the dawn and peeping at the eaves. The leaves are dry and rainy in Chuyang, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke.
My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do Yu Lang remember each other in May? Boat, dream into furongpu.
"Lotus Pond" Huang Mingqiong
Dongjiatan is endless, the green trees are facing the water inlet, the fragrance is overflowing, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
Li Shangyin, Untitled Part II
Fog and rain are blowing from the east, and the wheels make a faint thunder on the other side of Furong Pool. The golden toad bit the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger appealed to fetch water in the rope.
Once, a great lady favored a poor young man behind a screen, and a fairy queen brought a bride's mat to make a prince feel comfortable and then disappeared. Love in my heart, even this bright flame of love, can only be ashes? .
"Huanxisha" Xue
I hate the whole country, how many red tears shed, and the wind condenses the snow.
As the sun sets, Wu Zhushan's river is empty, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.
Nanxiangzi Li Xun
Take a float boat, cross the lotus pond and sing a song to wake up the sleeping mandarin duck. The girls cuddled and laughed with incense, fighting for slimness, for fear of breaking the lotus flower to cover the evening scene.
Huanxi Shalijing
Xiang Lian sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. It is also gaunt and ugly with Shaoguang.
The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the jade cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. You don't need standards when you bring wine. Red buildings and green covers followed.
The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
Nan Kezi is a wonderful work in the poetry anthology of sages in Tang and Song Dynasties.
Shili Qingshan is far away, and the beach road is full of sand. A few birds cried and complained about the years, and it was another bleak time of the end of the world!
Thousands of years gather in the waning moon, and the breeze clears the morning. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days?
"Bodhisattva Man" Mrs. Wei
The Red Chamber leans against the Quxi, and the stream in front of the building is cold and jade. Mulan boat rippled with blue waves, and people and teenagers were on board.
Lotus is charming and wants to talk, laughing into the mandarin duck spectrum. The waves are high and the smoke is low, and the water chestnut belongs to song month.
Huanxi shazhang
The mountain shakes the lake around the city, the reflection of lake light soaks the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night.
When the fog and willow are dark, when the moon is cloudy, the dew lotus turns over the water and flies, and it lingers until morning.
"Ode to the Lotus" in Southern Dynasties. high mountain
The breeze shook the purple leaves and gently stroked the bamboo house. The pool in the middle is green and makes me red.
Picking lotus in Southern Dynasties. Wu liangjun
Brocade mixed with flowers, Luo Yi hanging Qingjiang. Ask Zi where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan.
Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. May you come back early and enjoy this lotus flower.
Jiang Hong's Ode to the Lotus
There are tiny grasses in Zebei, which can rejuvenate the flowers.
Moving to Yaochi is a great loss. How to have sex with frost dew should be with the flying canopy?
"Ode to the Concentric Lotus" Sui Du Gong Exhibition
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.
Song of Picking Lotus Sui Yinying Tong
Countless boating companions urged them to untie the rope. Sweat powder does not need to be wiped, and the skirt can be opened at will.
The boat came in and leaned against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.
Antique (Part 26) Tang Libai
Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the morning is bright. Autumn flowers emit green water, dense leaves curl, and stunning powder is peerless.
Who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the flying frost wither in this glorious year. I hope I can trust Huachi.
"Lotus Picking Song" in the Southern Dynasties. liu xiao wei
Golden oar Mulan boat, playing Jiangnan lotus. Lotus fragrance is separated from Pudong, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.
The room hangs easily. Bend your hands off the board. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the wind blows suddenly.
Tang Libai, a gift from Lotus.
Playing autumn water in the river, I love the freshness of red. He who climbs a lotus gets a pearl, but it won't be round.
In the beautiful clouds, I want to give a gift to the distant sky.
Li Shangyin, Lotus
They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is too late.
Looking back at the lights, soaking in water across socks. Looking forward to the autumn before parting, leaving home is a dream to eulogize.
"Lotus" Wen Tingyun
Green pond shakes cymbals to promote gold, and rolls orchids into white apples. You should put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and Lian Lei is still fragrant.
Su Mu in Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds are catching their eyes, invading the dawn and peeping at the eaves. The leaves are dry and rainy in Chuyang, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke.
My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do Yu Lang remember each other in May? Boat, dream into furongpu.
"Lotus Pond" Huang Mingqiong
Dongjiatan is endless, the green trees are facing the water inlet, the fragrance is overflowing, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
Li Yaru, picking lotus songs
The lotus field is surrounded by the lake and has a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go there, singing loudly and picking lotus.
Lotus is clear. zhen banqiao
I'm most sorry for the scar of red face, the small bamboo door by the bridge outside the water. When I look in the mirror, I feel sorry for myself. Shi originally lived in Zhuluo Village.
Reflections on Hometown: Modernity and Leisure
Say goodbye to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water of Ou Xiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willow is dyed green and clear water, and the lotus fragrance is golden autumn.
Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; With the rise of a man of virtue and wealth, the lotus fairy gladly came to the door.
In the summer in Nange, I remembered the integrity of Meng Xin.
The mountain light in the west suddenly disappeared, and a bright moon slowly rose on the lake in the east. The night is cool and pleasant, open my window and lie down calmly. The wind brings the fragrance of lotus flowers.
Bamboo leaves dripping music with dew, I will pick up my pipa and play it, but, alas, who here will understand? So I think of you, old friend. You are the bane of my midnight dream.
Ji Xu, a summer friend.
The water steps are quiet, so you can sleep alone and be free.
Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
"Sidi Township" Sun Guangxian
How's it going? More lingering feelings! Shameful moths gather under the curtain of eternal water. Six skirts are on the ground, and blue waves are dragged by micro-lines. Seeing the rain all over the ground, the lotus is playing.
Pan Lang's Recalling Yuhang
Recalling the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk room faces the lake all around.
The cloud pavilion is sprayed with lotus fragrance, the pavilion is clear and the eaves are full of Taoist priests. Don't come and dust people's clothes and dream of flying in vain.
Linjiang xianzi Ouyang xiu
Outside the willow, the light thunder pool rained, and the sound of rain dripped lotus. There is a broken rainbow in the west corner of the small building, and the lonely place is waiting for the growth of moonlight.
Swallows came to peek at the painting building, the jade hook hung the curtain, the cold wave did not move, the pattern was flat, and the water was clear and the pillow was horizontal.
"Recent Love" Yan Dao Ji
When I first frosted, I was disappointed. Through Ye Ying's voice, I like to sing like Qin E. When I wake up after a nap, I feel cool, and the waves spread on the two green hairpin. The rain stopped, the wind blew and the blue rose.
The lotus flower turned red with tears. This curved ring is like a brow on the crescent moon in Lv Yun.
Yan, the original reviewer
I hate wading across the river for a long time and moving to live near the stream head. I wandered around Mulan boat and strayed into Shuangyuanpu. I am frivolous for no reason, it is simply dark rain. My greensleeves is too cold to talk to Lotus.
Ruan langgui Su Dongpo in early summer
The green Sophora japonica swallows the new cicada, and the fragrance begins to enter the string. The smoke is heavy under the green screen window, and the sound of chess scares you to sleep during the day.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. The jade basin is clear with hands, and the beads are broken and round.
Yongyule Su Dongpo
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. The fish jumped in the winding harbor, and the lotus was exposed, and no one saw it. Like three drums, one leaf is loud and clear, and the dark dream is shocking.
The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden. I'm tired of tourists from the ends of the earth. I want to go home in the mountains and look at my hometown. Where is the beauty? Swallows are locked in the building.
Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances.
Man Fang Ting Huang Tingjian
Xiushui is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden lotus and frost heron, lotus picking road. The trunk of Du Xiangzhu is curved and red, and it is thin and sparse.
The wind is clear and the night is full, and the water is clear and the stars move. It can be heard that after a light rain, the grass grows and the warbler flies, so it moves to the Hu bed and the screen.
When the banquet was reopened, Yaochi Lake was full of snow and the mountains were full of Buddha heads.
Huangchao
Nanyuan is better than summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first appeared, and the eaves invaded the households.
Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are jagged, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are lingering.
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 the floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers. The Taoist said that Tao Qian did a good job.
Nan Kezi is a wonderful work in the poetry anthology of sages in Tang and Song Dynasties.
Shili Qingshan is far away, and the beach road is full of sand. A few birds cried and complained about the years, and it was another bleak time of the end of the world!
Thousands of years gather in the waning moon, and the breeze clears the morning. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days?
Huang tingjian, Ezhou south building book
Looking around the mountains, light meets water, and ten miles of lotus fragrance is beside the railings. The breeze and bright moon are nobody's business, and the south is cold.
You Dong Tian, Xie Tiao.
There is no sorrow and sorrow, so let's join hands to have fun. Looking for clouds and pavilions, looking at mushroom pavilions with mountains.
The trees are far away and the smoke is boundless. Fish play with new lotus, birds scatter flowers and fall.
If you don't smell spring wine, you still look at Qingshan Guo.
Bai Juyi, picking lotus songs
Diamond-shaped leaves wander in the waves and wind, and boats pass through the depths of the lotus.
Lotus Picking Boat Xue Tao
A leaf before the wind presses the lotus, and the new autumn brings fish. Rabbits walk silently, and streams are full of red flowers.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. You don't need standards when you bring wine. Red buildings and green covers followed.
The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
Wang Anshi: A Lady's Palace in the West
Willow leaves are green and dark, and lotus flowers are red sunsets. Thirty-six vicious spring waters, bald head wants to see Jiangnan.
Koike yang Wanli
Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water. Xiao He just showed its sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on it.
Songs at four o'clock midnight: Li Bai's summer songs
On the endless Jinghu Lake, the lotus blooms in May and smiles like a flower, and the fishing boat that looks at the moon does not wait for the moon to come out, sighing and returning to the DPRK.
Wang Changling's Two Lotus Picking Songs
First, the more gorgeous Princess Wu Ji is, the more she struggles to get the lotus boat wet.
Second, the lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face.
Li Bai, imitating eleven ancient people.
Wading in autumn water and loving fresh lotus flowers. Climbing the lotus makes it a pearl, and the ripples are not round.
The beautiful woman in the colorful clouds wants to send someone to the sky. Acacia missed seeing, looking forward to the breeze.
Nian Nujiao Jiang Kui
Make a splash, remember to be lovers with Yuanyang. Thirty-six vicious people have not arrived, and there are countless customs on the water. The green leaves are cool, the jade capacity sells wine, and the rain falls. With a smile and a shake, Leng Xiang flew 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 my dance clothes will fall off easily when they get cold, and I'm worried about going to Nanpu and Xifeng. High willows cast shadows, while old fish blow waves.
Leave me to live in the greenhouse. How many fields, how much back to the sand.
Yanfengjiang
I dreamed of the Tang Dynasty, and it was late spring. While I was dancing and dragging, the Cui Yun team was wearing scarlet clothes and their hands were hanging down.
Suddenly, I got up in a hurry and flew like Cai Feng in a panic. I dreamed that I couldn't see Princess Wan Qiong, but I would see a lotus flower blown by the wind.
Narcissus chanting Jiangnan Zhang
A river of smoke and water is brightly lit, and people on both sides draw eaves. A bunch of lotus flowers in Qiu Guang, watching Sha Ou dance repeatedly, ten miles away with a fragrant wind bead curtain. The painting boat is far away from the sky, the wine flag is outside the wind, and I love Jiangnan.
Li Shangyin gave a lotus flower.
Flowers in the world have nothing to do with leaves, and flowers go into the golden basin for dust.
Only violet and red violet are naive.
This flower and this leaf often set each other off, reducing red and killing people.