What are the poems describing lotus flowers?

1, there is nothing to rely on after the rain, and the lotus root powder is not dry. Thousands of pearls will be preserved and green plates will be shown to people. -Wang Songyue Pu

2, 3,000 beautiful women learn palace makeup, accounting for the feng shui side. Where is the painter? He moved to Jianhu in May to cool off. The handle is uneven, and the horse practices the horizontal brocade laying machine. I like the description of the fast wind, but I dare not know the autumn wind and rainy night. -Song Shiyun Xiu

3, Xia Baoni Hebi, naturally not a romantic standard. Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white. Every time I bow my head, it is a bright moon and a cool breeze, which is very depressing and speechless. In the end, you have to let go, the boat will go, live in the depths of a thousand villages and see the color of Iraq. -Dongpo, Su Song

4, floating incense around the curved shore, the round shadow covers the huachi. I often worry that the bleak autumn wind comes too early, leaving you no time to make up the lotus. -Don Lou Zhao Lin.

5. Pinghu Jasper is full of smoke and fragrant in autumn. Lotus-picking girls are new in powder, and laughter in the boat is smoke-proof. Double-sleeved high red skirt, do not hesitate to touch duckweed wrist. For the hidden canopy, how many deceives each other. What happened to Wu Er's paddle? Finger lotus shows profound meaning. Lang Zhilian's concubine broke her silk, but the lotus didn't reach her head. The moon is flat and scattered, and the boat is light and short. Heartbroken and speechless, send love and water to disperse acacia. -Zhang Song Ray

6. Wu Ji is getting more and more beautiful, Chu Fei, fighting for the lotus boat to get wet 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. -Don Wang Changling

7. The courtyard is silent in the middle of the night, and the moon is empty. Sitting on two or three lotus flowers, red clothes fall in the autumn wind. -Yuan

8, Lishui Ming Qiuyue, Nanhu picks white apples. Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. —— Tang Libai

9. How long is the 800-mile mirror lake, and the lotus is particularly fragrant; Butterflies worry that they can't fly, but Yuanyang hits the water. -Xu Ming Wei

10, red and greasy green 3000 hectares, always changing into a wave of gods. From mud, not stained, the reputation is full of jade wells. Summer days are better than cool days, and the leaves are too clear. Why does Lianxi prefer this? Because his branches have never been born. -Songshi Wen Jun

1, a pool of red and white lotus flowers, two colors are generally fragrant. It's like three thousand women in the Han Temple, half with heavy makeup and half with light makeup. -Song Yang Wanli

2. Ten-mile lotus flowers follow the moon, and flowers are like the moon. You should only dance the dress song, and the maid-in-waiting is cold for three thousand times. -Gong Yuan, Song Yang

3. Qiu Yubo's shadow is a level pen, and Lv Yun holds the green handle. The water palace fairy fights red makeup, and Lingbo treads the mirror lightly. Zhang Song Qian Wen

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. When the wine comes, there is no flag, and the red building is covered with green. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown. -Song Ouyang Xiu

5, a river is sunny, and people on both sides of the strait paint eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The painting is far away, the wine flag is out of the wind, and the feeling is Jiangnan. Bird Yang Hao

6, lazy and even makeup in the lotus picking season, busy in the heart of the waves. Don't go deep into the lotus, there are mandarin ducks in the lotus. -Song He Yinglong

7, playing autumn water in the river, love this red and fresh. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round. This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away. () Acacia missed, looking forward to the breeze. —— Tang Libai

8. Lotus leaf hate is born in spring, hate is born in autumn, and when it is dry. I know I've been in love for a long time, and the sound of the river embarrassed me. -Don Li Shangyin

9. The road is endless, and a willow tree takes one step at a time. Beautiful people look at lotus flowers over and over again and hate their sideburns. -Song Xunzi

10, southeast victory, the city of three Wu, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand. The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. Pearl in the city, luxury in every household. Thick lakes overlap and are clear. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang Guan Qing, full night, lotus blossoms. Riding a thousand times with high teeth, listening to flutes and drums and enjoying the haze. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast. -Liu Song Young.

1, even the wind is clear in Vivi, Pinghu, and the flowers bloom in red makeup. A pair? I suddenly flew away, screaming at the bottom of the flower. Who is the girl, who is the girl, who is the girl? Lotus sleeves are full of fragrance, and the flowers have deeply forgotten the way when they came. -Song Zou Denglong

2, thin makeup peach face, full of flowers. There are many erotic, golden ribbons and light skirts. Shy eyebrows at first glance, whispering, smiling. I won't steal your eyes often. what do you think? Autumn night and autumn moon, the lotus blooms. According to the front pool, swaying fragrant night, when Chan Juan looks at the mirror. A thousand tears in my heart, a thousand thoughts in my heart. Just like a light woman, so charming. -Don Ouyang Jiong

3, the bamboo dock is clean and bright, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -Don Li Shangyin

4. Flour hibiscus reflects Jia Zhu, while green and red chairs embrace Xia Yun. Born without the east wind, you always raise the wind flowers first. -Yuan Hezhong

5. The rhombic leaves are swaying in the wind, and the boat is deep in the lotus. Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water. -Don Bai Juyi

6, Xizi Lake is fat and beautiful, and Yuanyang is wet and red. Dragonflies stand like lotus flowers, but the fragrant wind refuses to fly. -Song Cui Fuchu

7, the water is wide and rainy, and the wind shakes. Xu Niang is half ashamed, and Chu women admire her waist. Don't hate throwing deep pools, leaving incense to draw pictures. The lights are misty at dusk, and the cymbals reflect the sunset. Tears are seen by Jiao Ren, and the soul needs Song Zhaoyu. Ling Bo didn't cross the river. He suspected that magpies were bridges. Song Qian Wei Yan

8, lotus seeds are not available, lotus flowers are born in water. It is better to be on the road than on the willow tree. Lu Ping and the lotus leaf are in a piece of water. The wind blows the lotus leaf, and the west is restored to the east. When the lotus doesn't bloom, it rolls hard all day. Spring water is rippling, and lotus flowers are not developing. -Tang Mengjiao

9. The moving boat splashes water and is poor in green, leaning against the wind handle. Thank you, Huansha, for staying in the rain. -Tang Zhenggu

10, the lake is bright and windy, but Bai Furong is the cutest. Mingming flew down the double heron, only to find that his shoelaces were gone. -Song Yao Mian.