Tang Poems
Li Bai: Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight: Spring Song
A girl from Luofu in Qin Land picked mulberry trees by the green water.
On the green strips on the plain hands, the red makeup is fresh in the day.
The silkworms are hungry and the concubine wants to go, but the five horses cannot stay.
Li Bai: Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight: Summer Song
Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms.
In May, Xishi is collected, and people look at it as if it is narrow.
Go back to the boat without waiting for the moon, and return to the Yue Wang family.
Du Xunhe: The Romance of the Spring Palace
I have been mistaken by Chanjuan for a long time, and I want to put on makeup and look in the mirror in a daze.
Cheng En is not about appearance, but teaching concubine is about appearance.
The wind is warm, the sounds of birds are broken, and the sun is high and the shadows of flowers are heavy.
Women cross the stream every year and remember each other picking hibiscus.
Li Shangyin: One of two untitled poems
What came is empty words and disappears, the moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs.
The dream is far away and it is difficult to recall it, and the book is hastened to become ink.
The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being so far away, and even more so because he was separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan.
Li Shangyin: Untitled No. 2
A soft east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.
The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
Mr. Jia peeked behind the curtain, Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
Li Shangyin: Untitled No. 2
The heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender.
My life as a goddess was just a dream, and my sister-in-law had no husband.
Feng Bo doesn’t believe that Ling Zhi is weak. Who teaches the moon dew that osmanthus leaves are fragrant?
It’s useless to be longing for lovesickness, but it’s just pure madness to feel melancholy.
Li Bai: Resentment on the Jade Steps
White dew grows on the jade steps and invades the stockings for a long time.
But under the crystal curtain, look at the autumn moon exquisitely.
If you break the lotus, you will get a gift. Tang Dynasty
Li Bai
Wade in the river to play in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus.
Climb the lotus and play with the beads, but the ripples will not be round.
The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky.
There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair.
Midnight Wu Song (Part 2) Tang Dynasty
Li Bai
Three hundred miles across the Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms.
Pure Xi Shi in May. People think it is narrow.
Go back to the boat without waiting for the moon, and return to the Yue Wang family.
Yue Nv, Tang Dynasty
Wang Changling
The Yue Nv made a osmanthus boat and used osmanthus as a bow.
The water on the lake is vast and the Qingjiang River cannot be crossed.
Pick hibiscus flowers, not hibiscus leaves.
When he returned home, he asked his husband how he looked like his concubine.
White Lotus of Donglin Temple, Tang Dynasty
Bai Juyi
The water in Beitang of Donglin Temple is so clear that you can see the bottom.
There are white hibiscus growing in the middle and three hundred stems of lotus.
The sun shines brightly, and the clear breeze spreads the fragrance.
The silver bag of the fragrance is broken, and the jade plate of the dew is tipped over.
I am ashamed of my dirty eyes, and I am so beautiful.
I know that the red lotus flower has a false name of purity.
The application of calyx in summer has not stopped, and the knot in autumn is completed.
In the middle of the night, all the monks were sleeping and walked around the pond alone.
I would like to receive a piece and send it back to Chang'an City.
But I am afraid that if I go out of the mountains, my seeds will not grow in the world.
Planting lotuses in Jingzhao Prefecture, Tang Dynasty
Bai Juyi
The ditches store turbid water, and there are fields of leaves on the water.
I sighed and realized it was Dongxilian.
There is green sludge underneath, and the fragrance cannot be restored.
There is red dust underneath, and the color is not bright.
The nature of things is like this, and so is the nature of people.
It is better to be discarded than to support a root that is not its proper place.
The sun once stood in the stream, and the flowers and leaves were beautiful and clear.
No land this year, in front of the Haggard Mansion.
Qingyang Ferry Jin, Yuefu
Green lotuses cover the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with red flowers.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above.
Ode to Lotus, Southern Dynasties, Liang Dynasty
Shen Yue
The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew touches the red house.
The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red.
Collecting lotuses from Liang in the Southern Dynasties
Wu Jun
The brocade belts are decorated with mixed flowers, and the robes hang down the green river.
I asked my son where he was going now, and he went out to collect lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River.
Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish.
May you return soon and enjoy the fresh lotus flowers.
Xia Ge, Southern Dynasties, Liang Dynasty
Xiao Yan
Lotus flowers bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover the clear water.
The color is the same but the heart is the same; the lotus roots are different but the heart is the same.
Poems about Lotuses
Jiang Hong
There are tiny grasses in Zepi, which can bloom and bear fruit.
The green leaves like to turn in the wind, and the red leaves like to shine in the sun.
When I moved to Yuchi, I didn’t lose my roots.
How to interact with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying ponchos.
Ode to the Hibiscus of the Same Heart, Sui Dynasty
Du Gongzhan
The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water.
A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends.
The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances around the clothes.
The name Lotus can be remembered naturally, and the two minds are the same.
Lotus Picking Song, Sui Dynasty
Yin Yingtong
There are countless companions in the boat, and they untie the rope to urge each other.
There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be worn freely.
The floating ducks are moving in chaos, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus.
The lotus roots are tied together in strands, and the lotus leaves are held in a cup.
A Lotus in the Autumn Pond, Sui Dynasty
Hong Zhigong
Everything is empty during the autumn solstice, and only the red waves are spitting out.
You can only get what you want by relying on your roots. If you don’t agree, you can follow the wind.
Ancient Style (Twenty-Six) ??Tang Dynasty
Li Bai
The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves gather green smoke.
The beauty and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance?
Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year.
The roots have not yet been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond.
The song of picking lotuses in the Southern Dynasty Liang
Liu Xiaowei
The golden oar magnolia boat, the play of picking lotus from the south of the Yangtze River.
The fragrance of lotus flowers spreads across Pudu, and the fresh lotus leaves fill the river.
The house is easy to get, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are brushed.
Ode to the lotus harvested in the south of the Yangtze River, Liang of the Southern Dynasties
Liu Xu
The north bank dries up in early spring, and the south lake opens up in summer.
The lotus rolls are so comfortable that you can lean on them, and the hibiscus is red when it is born.
The boat is light and easy to enter the bush.
The hair's light chases the shadows, and the fragrance of the clothes follows the headwind.
In some places in the south of the Yangtze River, love is endless year after year.
I was able to cross the river to pick hibiscus. The Southern Dynasty Chen
Grandparents and grandchildren ascended the mountain
The floating light filled the river and rose, and the hibiscus carried the falling light.
When people come, they can see the shadows of flowers in the room, and the fragrance of lotus can be felt through their clothes.
The Gui Zhou Shi is uncertain, but the Ling Ge is longer.
Cai Cai said goodbye and had no time to make clothes.
Song Song Ci
Huang Ying'er Huang Buzhi
The beauty of Nanyuan is suitable for summer. In twos, twos, threes, new bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo shoots, and Yi Yi crosses the eaves and invades the house. Listen to the chaotic lotus breeze and the fine rain of sycamore trees. After noon, the shadows on the curtain are uneven, the sound of cicadas in the distant forest is heard, and the remains of a deep dream are revealed.
Standing still, the past is gone, how could I have lived there for a while? Taking care of human affairs, it is not enough to reflect on the emotions in dreams. Watch the tea floating flowers, and a wisp of fragrance lingers on the stick. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi.
Visiting Kinmen Feng Yanji
The willow road, the BMW hissing in the sky without a trace. I don't know the people in the new clothes, but I am a guest from all over the world every year.
I dreamed of the spring scenery of Wushan, and my eyes were intoxicated. Dancing without hesitation and without strength, I love you and play the jade flute
Luo Fumei Chen Shidao
The hibiscus does not borrow the help of time, so it is yellow. Leave makeup on your face. No cold flowers appear, only temporary fragrance.
The hurt of spring is not enough to be sad and bitter in autumn, and the pistils fall and tendons float. Know who is next to you. A smile full of hundreds of kinds
"Ancient and Modern Music Record" Lotus Picking Song
He Yun: "Picking lotuses in Zhu, a graceful dancing beauty."
Game Five Lakes Picking The lotus returns, blooming in the field of flowers and fragrant leaves.
It is the hope of the world for Jun Nong to sing.
The most desired thing in the world is like jade.
Jiangnan Lane, lotus picking song.
"Ancient and Modern Music Record" Lotus Picking Song
He Yun: "When I return from picking lotus, the Lu water is good for soaking my clothes."
The osmanthus orchid floats on the clear water. , Jiang Hua Yu Nian are similar.
The lotus root is folded and the fragrance is blown by the wind.
The fragrant wind rises, the day is low,
The song of picking lotus makes you fascinated.
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Picking Lotus in the Tang Dynasty·Cui Guofu
Jade Flower Red Hair, Golden The pond water is clear and flowing.
We are afraid of missing each other when we meet, and we go on a lotus boat together.
Plucking Lotus in Tang Dynasty·Bai Juyi
The lotus leaves linger in the wind, and the boat can pass through the depths of the lotus.
When the man wanted to speak, he lowered his head and smiled, while the jade scratched his head and fell into the water.
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Picking lotuses and singing songs from the Southern Dynasty Liang. Liu Xiaowei
Golden oar magnolia boat, Playing with Jiangnan lotus.
The lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and the lotus leaves fill the river.
The house is easy to get, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are lightly brushed.
Collecting Lotus in Quliang·Emperor Yuan
A little girl named Jasper came to marry the King of Runan.
The lotus flowers look messy, and the lotus leaves are mixed with fragrant clothes.
Because I am a gentleman, I am willing to wear lotus clothes.
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Lotus Picking Qu Zhu Chao
Beautiful hair, front and back, slow hair It's too late to go.
Looking at the makeup hinders the lotus shadow, washing hands is afraid of water chestnuts.
Remove the upper leaves of the lotus and pull out the silk from the lotus root.
There are infinite people in the lake. When will the boats be full?
Song of Lotus Picking by Shen Junyou
The plain river reflects the dawn, and the lotus boat is full of waves.
The fragrance of clothes follows the shore far away, and the shadow of lotus slants towards the stream.
Holding the long handle with both hands, turn the handle to avoid sparse flowers.
Don’t be afraid of being full when returning the ship, and don’t be afraid of credit when returning.
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Two Lotus Picking Songs by Liang·Jian Wendi
The evening sun shines in the sky In Ji, pick lotus flowers to bear the late sunshine.
The difficulty of the lake is caused by the wind, and the lotus leaves are not too few to pick.
The hibiscus falls, the boat moves and the egrets fly.
The lotus silk is wrapped around the wrist, and the water chestnut is far away to hold the clothes.
I often hear that the lotus is cute, and I want to pick it and make it into a skirt.
The slippery leaves leave no scars, and the busy heart leaves no false scent.
Who can enjoy Qian Chun, only my concubine follows you.
Two Lotus Picking Songs by Liang·Wu Jun
In the summer of Qing Dynasty in the south of the Yangtze River, the osmanthus trees linger in the stream.
The Jingzhao Sword was first suspected, but it looks like it was named after the Han Dynasty.
The fragrance of lotus carries the wind far away, and the lotus shadow grows toward its roots.
The rolled leaves are hard to slip away, and the red flowers are easy to fall.
At dusk, the boat was full and they returned to cross Jincheng.
The weigela is decorated with flowers and flowers, and the robes are hanging over the green river.
I asked my son where he was going now, and he went out to pick lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River.
Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish.
I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom.
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Picking Lotus in Quliang·Yin Yingtong
Rowing with countless companions, solving the problem Cable urges itself.
There is no need to wipe away the sweat and powder, and the wind can be opened at will.
The floating ducks are moving in chaos, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus.
Lotus root threads are tied together, and lotus leaves are held into cups.
Plucking Lotus Qu Sui·Lu Sidao
Qu Pu plays the enchantress, light and uncontrolled.
Qinghe loves the round water, folds the lotus root and makes long silk.
The wind blows in while wearing a skirt, and the makeup is wiped off and powdered, and I feel sweaty.
I will not sing Lingge until Ming returns.
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Pick Lotus Song of the Tang Dynasty·Li Bai
Next to the Ruoye River is a girl picking lotuses, smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words.
The new makeup under the sun is bright, and the wind is fragrant and the sleeves are lifted up in the air.
Who is wandering Yelang on the shore? There are three, three, five and five hanging poplar trees.
The Ziliu hissed into the fallen flowers, and his heart was broken when he saw this hesitation.
Xu Yanbo's Song of Lotus Picking
My family crossed the water's edge and rowed the boat into the river smoke.
Now that I am looking for a lover of the same heart, I will pick the lotus of the same heart again.
The lotus roots can be crispy when folded, and the flowers and leaves are perfectly round.
The spring song makes the moon shine, and I return to the sun in front of the falling flowers
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Lotus Picking Song He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty
The fog in Jishan is dense and craggy.
The mirror water has its own waves even if there is no wind.
Mo Yan spends all her beauty in spring,
There is no such thing as picking the lotus root in the middle.
Liu Xiaowei's song about picking lotuses
The golden oar magnolia boat plays the role of picking lotuses from the south of the Yangtze River.
The lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and the lotus leaves are all over the river.
The house is easy to get, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are lightly brushed.
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Lotus Picking Song Li Yaru
p>The lotus root fields are spread out next to the lake,
The flowers are faintly dotted with red flowers.
Three or five small boats are about to go,
The singing is loud and clear, and the lotus is picked.
Picking Lotus in Quliang·Emperor Yuan
A little girl named Jasper came to marry the King of Runan.
The lotus flowers look messy, and the lotus leaves are mixed with fragrance.
Because I am a gentleman, I am willing to wear lotus clothes.
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The Lotus Picking Song·The Empress
He rose up secretly, The makeup is gone.
Adjust the injection skillfully, with a thin drop of yellow flowers.
The wind is suspicious of the tightness of the shirt, and the small boat is afraid of the length of the train.
The waves are scattered and the wildflowers are flying.
The lotus leaves are scattered with green shadows, and the new lotus fragrance is picked from the sleeves.
You will be called when you return and try to enter the orchid room.
Two Lotus Picking Songs by Bao Rong
Boating down to the Nantang water, you can pick lotus seeds reflected in the lotus leaves.
The mandarin ducks are happy when their summer clothes are clean, and they cannot afford to be surprised by the dancing flowers in the waves.
Carefully protect the slender fingers, the water chestnuts are ripe with new thorns.
The water coming from the lotus pond is windless, and the lotus pond is like a mirror and the pine trees are like dragons.
The short-sleeved summer shirt is red, singing and laughing with new hibiscus, playing with fish and listening to lotus flowers in the east.
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Lotus Picking Song of Tang Dynasty·Zhang Ji
There are many lotus seeds on the bank of the Qiu River, and the daughter picking lotus sings the boat song.
The Qingfang is complete and uniform, and the competition makes the waves ripple.
I tried to look for lotus roots under the green stems, but the broken silk threads were prickly and hurt my hands.
Bai Lian tunic with half-rolled sleeves, no jade hairpins and light make-up.
Before the boat reaches Qianzhou, I would like to ask who lives far away.
When I return, I wait until the tide comes up, making myself a hibiscus while rowing.
The monk Qi Ji who picked lotuses
The woman crossing the river, the lotus crossing the river, Qi Hanlian, double Chanjuan.
Wherever you go, you pick and go in the same boat.
The sound of singing is loud and clear, and the clear waves are rippled.
When I meet the island, I will sleep like a mandarin duck.
The lapels and sleeves are full, and the fragrance is passed down from generation to generation.
When I return in the dusk, the mulberry leaves are covered with blue smoke.
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Two Lotus Picking Songs from the Tang Dynasty·Wang Changling
Wu Ji Yueyan The Princess of Chu was quarreling over the water in the lotus boat and her clothes were wet.
When you come, you will be welcomed by Pukou flowers, and you will be sent home after picking them in the first month of the Yangtze River.
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus slit to both sides of the face.
I couldn’t see anyone entering the pool, but when I heard the song, I realized someone was coming.
Two Lotus Picking Songs by Rong Yu
Although I listen to the Lotus Picking Song, I know the heart of picking the lotus.
The love for flowers is far away, but the sadness is deep when returning to the boat.
The smoke creates the most beautiful scenery, and the sunset reaches half of the Yangtze River.
My companion took pity on Bo Jing and saw that her makeup had fallen off her hairpin.
Xuanyang's daughter has her head covered with flowers,
Floating in a magnolia boat.
The autumn wind sets in the south lake,
competing to sing water chestnuts The song refuses to stop.
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Collecting Lotus in the Tang Dynasty·Chu Guangxi
Lotus flowers are numerous in shallow Nagisa, deep in The leaves of pond water chestnut are sparse.
I am satisfied when I go alone, but I am ashamed to invite Qi to go to Shu.
Guangjiang has no borders, and Daze has no corners.
Children's words are spoken in the waves, and sharks are living in them.
When the wild geese hide in the boat in spring, new lotuses fill the lake again.
Cai Cai takes advantage of the sunset, not thinking about the wise and foolish.
Ode to the lotus harvested in the south of the Yangtze River, Liang Liu Xu of the Southern Dynasties
In early spring, the north bank dries up, and in summer, the south lake opens up.
The lotus rolls are so comfortable that you can lean on them, and the hibiscus is red when it is born.
It is better to go back to the path if the boat is small, and the boat is light and easy to enter the bush.
The hairpin's light is scattered by shadows, and the fragrance of clothes is carried by the headwind.
There is a little land in the south of the Yangtze River where love is endless year after year.
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Su Muzhe Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan
Burning agarwood to relieve the heat .
Birds call their eyes, peeking into the eaves at dawn.
On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain dries up.
The water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts each one.
My hometown is far away, when will I go?
He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time.
Do you remember each other in May?
In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu.
Die Lianhua, Northern Song Dynasty. Ouyang Xiu
A Yue girl picks lotus flowers by the autumn water.
Her narrow sleeves are light and loose, revealing her double gold necklace.
Picking flowers in the shadow looks like the face,
There is only a trace of confusion in the heart.
It was a stormy night on the beach at Yi Chi.
The dew was heavy and the smoke was light, and the companion who came when he came was nowhere to be seen.
The faint sound of singing returns to the distant shore,
The sadness of separation leads to the south bank of the river.
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Thoughts on Modernity in Ou Village. Xiawen
Farewell to Anyi At the head of the ancient town, boats can be rowed along the water in Ou Township;
Willows on the banks dye the clear stream water, and the fragrance of lotus fills the golden autumn.
Being stuck in a foreign land hurts the poverty and chaos, but returning to the hometown is full of joy;
When the government is well-connected and people are rich, the hibiscus fairy comes to visit happily
One-cut Plum, Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao
p>The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it is in my heart.
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A lotus in the autumn pond Sui. Hong Zhigong
Autumn Solstice Empty, Lingbo spits red alone.
You can only get what you want by relying on your roots. If you don’t agree, you can follow the wind.
Xia Song Liang Xiao Yan of the Southern Dynasties
Lotuses bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover the clear water.
The colors are the same but the heart is the same, and the lotus root is the same but the heart is the same.
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"Lotus Flowers·Lotus" Su Dongpo
Xia Bao Ni He Bi , naturally, not a romantic standard.
Under the heavy green cover, Qianjiao shines on the water, so red and white.
Every time I look at the bright moon and the clear breeze, I feel very depressed and speechless, and the evil spirits are powerless.
Finally, it must be released, the boat will go, and the beautiful fragrance will live in the depths, and you will see the color of her.
A plum blossom in Nanxiang - the last lotus
The green of the pond is gradually withering. Standing alone on the branch, tears are streaming down my face.
The sky tells the autumn wind that it is lonely, and it is easy to make people pity, but thank you to make people pity.
There are hundreds of flowers in front. Later, there are thousands of chrysanthemums accompanying the guest to sleep.
I wonder if the water has ever been so beautiful, there are no words to say in spring, and there are no words in autumn.
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The South Pavilion is full of excitement in summer" Meng Haoran
The mountain light suddenly sets in the west , the moon in the pool gradually rises eastward.
Enjoy the evening coolness by spreading out the air, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space.
The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music.
Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams.
"Untitled·Part 2" Li Shangyin
A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond.
The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
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Huanxisha·Xue Zhaoyun
There is more to hate than to conquer a country,
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How many red tears weep in Gusu,
Looking at the snowy skin against the wind.
The sun sets over the mountains and rivers of Lord Wu,
The palace of the King of Yue is half flat,
Lotus flowers and water chestnuts cover the entire lake.
Nanxiangzi·Li Xun
Riding on a colorful boat,
Crossing the lotus pond,
The singing songs startled the sleeping mandarin ducks.
Wandering girls snuggle with fragrance and laugh,
vie for slimness,
carefully fold their lotuses to cover the evening sun.
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Huanxisha·Li Jing
The fragrance of lotus leaves sells the remaining green leaves,
The west wind is worried among the blue waves.
Still haggard and haggard with time,
It’s unbearable to look at.
The drizzle dreamed back to Jisaiyuan,
The small building was filled with cold jade pipes.
How many tears of infinite hatred,
Leaning on the railing.
Recalling Yuhang·Pan Lang
Long memories of the lonely mountain,
The mountain is like a cluster of black flowers in the center of the lake,
The monk's room faces the lake on all sides Open,
Qingdao comes back again.
The fragrance of lotus flowers is fragrant in Lianyun Pavilion.
There are clear sounds in the pavilion and bells under the eaves.
Don't let the dust stain people's clothes,
The dream soul of the pilot flies away.
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Linjiang Immortal·Ouyang Xiu
It is raining on the light thunder pond outside Liuwai,
The sound of raindrops and broken lotuses.
The west corner of the small building is broken by a rainbow.
Where the railing leans,
Wait for the moon to shine.
Swallows fly to peek at the painted building,
The jade hook hangs down the curtain.
The cool waves do not move and the lines of the mat are flat.
Double pillows of water essence,
There is a fallen hairpin on the side. Licorice seed·Liu Yong
Autumn evening,
Lotus flowers are scattered randomly,
It rains like pearls.
After the rain, the moon shines brightly,
It is so cold in Yuanyangpu.
There is no one in the pond,
But this is the mood of living alone!
But next to the parrot in the golden cage,
Reciting the words of Fenlang.
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Die Lian Hua·Yan Jidao
The first twist of frost brings despair .
The orioles sing through the leaves,
It seems to be imitating Qin'e's singing.
After a long nap, I woke up,
The double-striped green mat covered with cold waves.
After the rain, the wind blows and the blue sky rises.
The lotus blossoms,
The faces are red with tears.
Slanted against the green clouds and the crescent moon,
The curved ring is just like a frown.
Sheng Chazi·Yan Jidao
I have always hated crossing the river,
I moved to live near Xitou.
Wandering on the Mulan Boat,
accidentally entered Shuangyuan Pu.
Thin clouds for no reason,
Secretly making rain.
The green sleeves are not cold,
I want to speak to the lotus.
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Ruan Langgui·Early Summer·Su Dongpo
The green locust tree and the tall willow tree swallow the new Cicada, Xunfeng first blows.
The heavy smoke washes under the green screen window, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep during the day.
After the light rain, the lotuses turned over and the pomegranate flowers bloomed.
The jade basin is clear with delicate hands, and the pearls are broken but round.
"Summer Friendships" by Xu Ji
The flowing water steps remove the stillness, and you can feel free to sleep alone.
The moon is growing in the forest, and the forest is about to dawn, and the rain is like autumn all night long.
Recalling Hehuapu from afar, who sings about Du Ruozhou?
A good night may be without dreams, but if there is a dream, we will travel together.
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Bodhisattva Man·Mrs. Wei
The red building leans against the stream.
The stream in front of the building is filled with cold jade.
The Mulan boat is rippling,
There is a young man in the boat.
The lotus flowers are so charming that they want to talk,
Smiling into Yuanyang Pu.
The waves are dim and the smoke is low,
Lingge returns under the moon.
Picking mulberries·Ouyang Xiu
The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus blooms,
When the wine comes,
no flags are used,
There are red buildings and green roofs in front and behind.
The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers,
The fragrance is golden,
There is a slight mist and rain,
I return drunk with music and singing.
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〖Water Fairy. Ode to Jiangnan〗·Zhang Yanghao
Yijiang Yan The water shines on Qinglan, and people on both sides of the strait have painted eaves.
The autumn light is dim in the lotus bushes,
Watch the sand gulls dancing again and again,
The ten-mile bead curtain rolls in the fragrant wind.
The painting boat is coming to the horizon,
The wine flag is blowing outside the wind,
Love is evil in the south of the Yangtze River. Huanxisha·Zhang Yuanqian
The mountains surround the flat lake and the waves shake the city,
The reflection of the lake is soaked in the green mountains,
The crystal downstairs is about to be updated three times.
When the foggy willows are dark, the clouds and the moon are there,
where the dew turns over and the lotuses turn, fireflies flow,
the flutter spreads until dawn.
Linjiangxian·Ye Mengde
No jumping fish was seen turning to Qugang,
I passed by the lake specially.
The wind and rain are scattered by the wind and rain.
The slight clouds have blown away,
The bright moon has fallen into a flat wave.
One glass of white wine still makes me drunk,
I feel refreshed when I return.
No one can sing the song of Cai Ling.
The small pavilion rests on a bamboo mat,
The shadow of the eaves hangs over the stars.
Yan Guiliang·Fenglian·Jiang Jie
I dreamed that the spring in Tang Palace was late,
the dance was coming,
when the train was being dragged .
The Cuiyun team fights in Jiangxia clothes,
The sky is full,
The hands are hanging down.
Suddenly there was a sudden rush of drums,
like a colorful phoenix,
flying in confusion.
I don’t see Concubine Wan Qiong in my dream,
I see lotus flowers,
blown by the wind.
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Donglin Temple Bailiantang. Bai Juyi
Donglin Beitang Water, Zhan Zhan is green.
There are white hibiscus growing in the middle and three hundred stems of lotus.
The sun shines brightly, and the fragrance is quiet and fragrant.
The silver bag of the fragrance is broken, and the jade plate is tipped with dew.
My eyes are gradually turning dirty, and I see this Qiong Yaoying.
I know that the red lotus flower has the name of purity in vain.
The summer calyx application has not stopped, and the autumn house knot is completed.
Late at night, all the monks were sleeping and walked around the pond alone.
I want to collect a seed and send it to Chang'an City.
But I am afraid that if I go out of the mountains, my seeds will not grow in the world.
Planting lotuses in Jingzhao Prefecture, Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi
The ditches store turbid water, and there are fields of leaves on the water.
I sighed and realized it was Dongxilian.
There is green sludge underneath, and the fragrance cannot be restored.
There is red dust on it, and the color is not bright.
The nature of things is like this, and so is the nature of people.
It is better to be abandoned than to have a root that is not its proper place.
The sun once stood in the stream, and the flowers and leaves were beautiful and clear.
This year I have no land, and I am in front of the Haggard Mansion.
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Nian Nujiao Song·Jiang Kui
A famous couple, remember to come At that time, I was a couple with Yuanyang. Thirty-six Pei people have not arrived yet, and there are countless people wearing wind clothes. The green leaves are blowing cool, the jade face sells the wine, and the wild rice rain is sprinkled. It shakes beautifully, and the cold fragrance flies onto the poem.
At dusk, there are pavilions with green roofs. My lover is gone. Are you struggling to bear the pain?
I am just afraid that my dancing clothes will fall off due to the coldness, and I will be worried about the west wind in Nanpu. The tall willow trees are overcast,
The old fish blows the waves, leaving me to live among the flowers. How many fields are there, and how many times we return to the sand border.
Two poems about lotuses from the Song Dynasty. White Jade Toad
The lotus floats on the water at the bottom of the pen, and the fine details of nature take the time;
For whom to draw the birth silk, the top of Taihua Mountain Jade Well Picture.