early morning
Wake up in the dew
The dew glistened with silver.
Rub the morning glow into rouge
Apply to the lips.
Lian is a girl who likes flowers.
noon
The sunshine blooms warmly.
Lotus born with hope.
The fish is bubbling.
Look at the direction in which the dragonfly flies.
Lian is a young girl.
dusk
Even shyly lowered his face.
Wearing a pink scarf
Sing with frogs
Farewell to the sunset
Lian is a girl who loves to dream.
Cover half your face at night.
With the stars
Play hide-and-seek with fish in the water
Lotus will cover the stars for a while.
Protect the fish for a while.
The mouth that makes the moon smile is curved.
Lian is a girl who loves beauty.
Don't forget to dress up again.
Because tomorrow
Still have to meet.
The girl picking lotus flowers
Lotus Modern Poetry 2 A Lotus
Bloom quietly in the afternoon
Shy eyes
Stay in the West Lake in June.
The oars creaked.
The boatmen showed off their chestnut chests.
Fish are naughty children.
Can't see the vicissitudes of life buried deep underwater.
And I am just one of many lotus flowers.
Beautiful but not outstanding
bank
People pointed to the distant scenery.
Or think back, take pictures or play.
I danced in vain in the wind.
Dance softly and lightly
Unfortunately, the man who loves me has no leisure.
And narcissistic women won't appreciate it.
I can't help thinking of ancient times.
The boy who went boating to pick lotus flowers.
His fingers are tender and affectionate.
therefore
I can only bend over.
Look carefully at the elegant reflection in the water.
A green sleeve flutters alone.
So I sat in front of the computer again and couldn't write anything.
Thinking is messy, inextricably linked and entangled.
Strangers think it is good and good that time can be so quiet.
Go to a different terminal.
I remembered the two travelers who celebrated Zhao and Haosheng together.
Medog's Journey and the Disappearing Inland River
They hide their own different worries, and an unforgettable past will not be easily opened unless they meet someone with the same heart.
They just met.
It's not about love. They are bosom friends of each other's souls.
Death is the false prosperity and helplessness of truth breaking through reality.
This woman named Neihe finally chose to release herself.
Ended that tangled love.
Stay in the hidden lotus shrine forever.
Her life is chaotic.
And reckless indulgence
It's just that all she wants is a person's gentleness.
This man's name is Shansheng.
That feeling that was not taken seriously.
That kind of unreasonable entanglement ...
Her decisive departure
Maybe it's because of the long wait.
Maybe it's a fruitless struggle
Or maybe it's just
Suddenly it became clear.
It doesn't matter what others think of you.
What matters is how you will spend your life, disappearing like an hourglass.
You should know how to live.
She has thick hair, loose as seaweed.
I like being alone, not talking, and watching people come and go outside.
Light a cigarette and finish it quietly.
She likes to curl up in the corner of the bed and sleep till dawn.
But this time she fell asleep and never woke up.
Without the company of that tolerant person.
Her mouth stuck up as if she had foreseen this day.
She won't say: come and live with me.
Maybe she knew when she left without saying goodbye.
That person is not hers after all.
Lotus finally purified its soul.
After all, men no longer forbear and end their loveless marriage.
On the way to Medog, a man told Qingzhao about the bits and pieces of the inland river.
Even when he arrived, the woman was gone.
Leaving only
Lotus blooms in various ways.
Just like that woman named Neihe.
perhaps
Some feelings are suitable for hiding in my heart.
Just like the man named Sun Sheng.
Lotus modern poetry 4 when the autumn wind rises
A woman is pregnant with a lotus heart.
The lotus in my heart
It's too late to drive to people's hearts
Caution and admirable tenacity.
Refuse to give up and miss.
Be brave and firm in your beliefs.
Opened a jade-clean ice-clear, graceful jade-like appearance.
I have to be surprised at your beauty.
I have to be surprised at your beauty.
I admire your elegance.
I worship your nobility.
You are so elusive.
But you were there.
Swaying posture, smiling like a flower, intoxicating.
I stayed on the foggy lake embankment and caressed you.
I hope that time will freeze from now on, and I don't want to leave.
Maybe this moment is a previous life. I prayed to heaven countless times.
To enhance this love.
In exchange for your arrival, it will create a thrilling beauty.
Maybe I waited too long.
How can I be silent? How can I control myself?
I am eager to renew my past love with you and continue to write this life agreement.
I can't help dreaming.
Kissed you gently ...
Tears are falling from my eyes at the moment.
Fall on your elegant and elegant flowers.
You shouldn't just remember my kiss.
Can you feel the cold tears?
Did it touch your heart?
Lian' alian
How can I love you?
I want to take you away, because I don't want to pass you by.
I can't take you away because you are on a mission.
You want to bloom in this secular quagmire
Elegant opening and indifferent ending
You must show your Excellence.
I didn't turn around, just stayed in the dark.
Those thoughts are in my heart.
Long-term neither greed nor resentment.
When your petals fall
Pick up a lotus seed and plant it in my heart.
From then on, there is only one you in my heart.
Lotus Modern Poetry 5 If it is not Luo Shen, it must be Qu Zi.
Holding a jasper stem underwater,
Lift a lotus flower out of the water,
Now it blooms in a melody and becomes a red flame.
Look, the fragrant red petals hold up the lotus platform, which is a legend.
On the lotus platform, spotless, sitting on the Buddha,
The Buddha lowered his eyebrows and looked down at all beings.
It is said that things have reincarnation and things have cause and effect.
But I said, legends are just legends,
On the lotus stage, it was obviously me this time.
If it weren't for my health,
Then you must lie down with a poetic soul.
Listen, the wind is Sanskrit?
Oh, no, no, it's all poetry-
Lotus gives birth to a jade pool, which is cold and lonely.
Go to the world and win my heart.
Earth, please show the world of mortals and the purple stranger.
Look at this lotus, this beautiful woman,
Read poetry and cherish her,
Reading the lyrics will make her feel pity.
In three thousand years of classicism, in three thousand years of classicism,
You see, she became a billionaire,
Flowing in the instrument,
Look around in time.
From Shushui to Xiaoxiang, from Hebei to Jiangnan,
Where there is water, there is red lotus growing.
Every branch is elegant, every flower is gentle,
Heaven and earth see it, ghosts and gods see it, and all beings see it.
Now, she wears red makeup and smells good.
Lian Bu Shanshan, from ancient times to the present,
The vernacular works hard to drive away duckweed,
There are thousands of hectares of clear water for her to take pictures.
Then make eyes at each other step by step.
To shake the red in my free body.
My heart is full of red marks, everywhere.
Lotus is branded, red as lotus, and flowers are blooming.