Ode to the Lotus (1)
The wind on the surface of the pool is surging,
Leaves are exposed to waves every day.
Who built it on the surface of Zhang Qing,
Cover with red makeup and sing lotus picking.
Ode to the Lotus (2)
Red lotus root fragrance, jade lingering in autumn,
Gently untie Luo Shang,
Alone in the blue boat.
Who sent the brocade book?
When the word goose came back,
The west building is full of moons.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
A kind of acacia,
Two luxury.
I can't eliminate this situation,
Just frown,
But in my heart.
Ode to the Lotus (3)
At the edge of the swamp, cattails and lotus flowers are flourishing.
There is a handsome man there. How can I be spoiled?
I can't sleep all night, and I can't stop crying.
Ode to the Lotus (4)
Jiangnan scenery xiu
The most unforgettable Lian Bi
Ona is like a fairy.
The breeze sends the fragrance far away.
Poems about lotus (5)
Full of clear pools,
That is the charming figure of lotus.
Someone mentioned the water droplets,
This is a lonely symphony.
In the purple flower account,
Cover up a
A childish and changeable heart,
A false and complicated heart,
Helpless and flustered heart,
It's a lotus nut buried in a lotus flower.
A childhood person,
Silver that has seen water drops,
Seen the golden color of the sun,
The miracle of this heart.
People don't know,
She was silent afterwards,
Such a mood,
This kind of scenery.
Full of clear pools,
This is the echo of the lotus panic.
Since childhood,
Fable later scenery.