1. The Book of Songs, the national wind, has Fu Su
Fu Su in the mountains and Iowa in Ji.
I'm crazy when I don't see my son.
I'm self-translating poetry:
There are small trees in the mountains and lotus flowers in the marshes.
I haven't seen beautiful men. There are cattails and lotus flowers.
There is a beautiful man, so it hurts.
Sleeping and doing nothing, and it pours with tears.
Poetic translation:
There are cattails and lotus flowers at the water's edge of that swamp.
There is a beautiful man there, how can I be spoiled?
I have no sleep all night.
I don't know if it's already gone, but I'm grateful for it!
Self-translation of poetry:
Cut green lotus for fashion and sew white lotus for clothes.
You didn't know this, and your loyalty is as beautiful as a flower.
4. Jiangnan Han Yuefu
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are He Tiantian.
Fish plays between lotus leaves.
Fish plays with lotus leaves in the east, and fish plays with lotus leaves. Fish play with lotus leaves in the north.
5. Qingyang crosses Jin, Yuefu
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots under it and lotus heads on it. 2. Poems about lotus flowers and lotus leaves
Poems about lotus flowers can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and lotus leaves in He Tiantian.
fish play between lotus leaves, fish play with lotus leaves in the east, fish play with lotus leaves in the west, fish play with lotus leaves in the south and fish play with lotus leaves in the north. Lotus picking song Wang Changling lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and hibiscus opens to both sides of the face.
I can't see you when I wander into the pool, and I feel someone coming when I hear the song. Xiao Chu Jing Ci sent Lin Zifang Yang Wanli. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
the lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color. A plum cut in the Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao's red lotus root is fragrant and the jade is lingering in the autumn, so she untied Luo Shang and went to Lanzhou alone.
who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building. Flowers drift and water flows.
one kind of lovesickness, two kinds of leisure worries. There is nothing that can be done to eliminate this situation, only to frown, but to mind.
The lotus is clear. Shi Tao has a five-inch lotus leaf, so sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from rocking; In April and May, it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman. "Love Lotus" Song Dunyi's flowers of land and water vegetation are very complicated.
Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone. Since Li Tang came, the world loves peonies very much. To love the lotus alone, the mud is not stained, and it is clear but not demon. It is straight outside and straight, and it can be seen from a distance without being ridiculous. Qingyangdu ~ Jin Yuefu is covered with green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh.
there is a lotus root on the bottom and a lotus root on the top. ◇ Ode to Hibiscus ~ In Southern Dynasties, Liang Shen Yue's breeze shook the purple leaves and gently exposed the Zhu room.
zhongchi is so green, wait for me to glow red. ◇ Picking lotus ~ Southern Dynasties Liang Wu Jun Jin Dai miscellaneous flowers, Luo Yi hanging green river.
Ask Zi where he is going today, and go out to pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason.
I wish you an early return, and this lotus is fresh. ◇ Poems about Lotus ~ There are tiny grasses in Zebei, Jiang Hong, which can be rejuvenated by flowers.
the green leaves are fond of the wind, and the red ying is suitable for the sun. It's a great loss to move to Yuchi.
how to make contact with frost and dew should be with erigeron. ◇ chanting concentric hibiscus ~ Sui Du Gongzhan burning lotus flowers, graceful out of the water.
a solitary stem attracts green, and a double shadow pays dividends. The color wins the song and the face, and the fragrance dances in disorder.
the famous lotus can be read by itself, and the situation is the same. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Yingtong rowed countless companions, and untied himself.
there is no need to wipe the sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The ship came in to lean against the lotus.
lotus root silk is tied as a wisp, and lotus leaves are held into cups. ◇ Ancient style (its twenty-six) ~ Tang Li Bai Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sun is bright and fresh.
autumn flowers are green and dense leaves are smoky. The beautiful powder is peerless, and who will pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost fade away.
I'm willing to trust the edge of Huachi since I haven't got my roots. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Southern Liang Liu Xiaowei golden paddle Mulan boat, playing with Jiangnan lotus.
lotus fragrance is separated from pudu, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle is self-contained.
when the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are suddenly brushed. ◇ There is a gift for folding the lotus ~ Tang Li Bai plays autumn water in the river and loves this red and fresh.
if you climb the lotus and get its pearls, the ripples will not be round. The beautiful beautiful woman hid in the colorful clouds, want to give her flowers, and far in the sky.
lovesickness has no cause, and I look forward to the cool breeze. ◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin are colorless and compatible, so why not be fragrant?
Yao's banquet is set in the cool, and the gold falls too late. Turn back the lamp and shine, and cross the socks with water.
Expect to say goodbye to the previous autumn, and leave home to dream of eulogizing. ◇ Lotus ~ Wen Tingyun Green Pond shakes Xingjin, and rolls orchid into white apple.
socks should be put on for Luo shenbo, so far lotus plums have fragrant dust. ◇ Going out to Jingci Temple at night to see Lin Zifang ~ Yang Wanli After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that of four o'clock in June.
the lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color. ◇ Hibiscus on Qian's Pool ~ Wen Zhiming spent a rest in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and Hibiscus turned to Zhongzhou.
Beauty smiles across the water, but the sunset is still full of sorrow. The dew washes the jade plate and the golden hall is cold, and the wind blows the ribbon with Jincheng in autumn.
it's useless to look at each other, but it's late, and there is a kind of seclusion in the pond. ◇ A plum cut ~ Northern Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance can ruin the jade in autumn, lightly untie Luo Shang, and go to Lanzhou alone.
who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building. Flowers drift and water flows.
one kind of lovesickness, two kinds of leisure worries. There is nothing that can be done to eliminate this situation, only to frown, but to mind.
◇ Su Muzhe ~ Zhou Bangyan in Northern Song Dynasty burned agarwood to cool off the summer heat. Birds, birds, birds, birds, birds, birds, birds and birds.
The Chu Yang on the leaves is dry and rainy, and the water surface is clear and round. 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 the fishermen in May remember each other? Small boat, dream into Furong Pu. ◇ Liantang ~ Ming Huang Qiong Dongjiatan is a vast desert, with green trees facing the water inlet.
I can't stop looking at ten miles of golden incense, and the west wind and the bright moon are singing. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru's lotus field is a piece of lakeside, with a faint bonus.
three or five boats will go, and the songs will be loud and clear. ◇ Hibiscus ~ Qing Zheng Banqiao is most pitied by a few scars of blush, and there is a small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water.
I was surprised by the reflection, but I also regretted it. Xi Shi used to live in Zhuluo village. ◇ Thinking in Ouxiang ~ Modern, Leisure, Wenxiao, farewell to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in a canoe; The shore willow is dyed with green brook water, and the lotus fragrance is brewed with golden autumn.
Being stranded in a foreign land hurts the poor and chaos, and the hometown returns to the happy scenery; People with political integrity and wealth start from the beginning, and Fairy Furong is happy to visit. In Summer at the South Pavilion Thinking of Xin ~ Meng Haoran the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, in the east from the lake the slow moon rises.
it is cool in the evening, and open my window and lie down in peace. Waves of evening breeze sent to the fragrance of lotus, the dew from the bamboo leaves to send a crisp sound.
I would take up my lute and I would play, but, alas, who here would understand?. Regrets the night, the memory of old friends, all night in the dream also hard to miss.
◇ Untitled Second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain comes blowing with a wind from the east, and wheels faintly thunder beyond Hibiscus Pool. There are locks of the golden toad incense burner, cigarette wrapped in elegant, like the yuhu pulley, traction rope to draw the well water.
a great lady once, from behind a screen, favoured a poor youth, a fairy queen brought a bridal mat once for the ease of a prince and then vanished. Never mind * * * flowers compete for hair, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?.
◇ Making friends in summer ~ Xu Ji's water steps are quiet, so he can sleep alone and be free. The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn.
Looking back at Lotus Pu, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream in a good night, and you can swim if you have a dream. ◇ Huanxisha Xue Zhaoyun has more than enough hatred, and many red tears cry for Gusu, leaning against the wind to coagulate the snow skin.
The setting sun is in the sky of Wuzhushan River, the King of Yue Palace is semi-flat, and the lotus flowers are full of heavy lakes. ◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a colorful boat, crossed the lotus pond, and sang songs to wake up sleeping mandarin ducks.
Younv cuddled with incense and laughed, contended for slim, and trembled to break the lotus to cover the evening photos. ◇ Huanxisha Li Jing Han Xiang sells the residual green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves.
and Shao guang * * * gaunt, ugly. The drizzle dreams that the chicken is far away, and the small building blows through the cold.
How many tears hate, leaning against the railing. How about Sidi Township Sun Guangxian? More lingering feelings! The moth gathers shame under the curtain of eternal water.
Six dresses of Luo skirt, and the blue waves are slightly dragged. Look at the ground to get rid of the rain and play the lotus.
◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the middle of the lake, and the monk's room is open to the lake all around, and it will come back when it is clear. Lotus fragrance spray even the cloud pavilion, the pavilion clear sound eaves priests.
don't come here to dust people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain. ◇ After picking mulberry seeds and Ouyang Xiu's lotus blossoms, the West Lake is good. When you bring wine, you don't need a standard, and the red buildings and green covers follow.
The boat is drawn into the depths of the flowers, and the fragrance is golden, and the misty rain is slight, and it is drunk and drunk. ◇ Linjiang Xian Ouyang Xiu It's raining on the light thunder pool outside Liuwai. 3. Poems about Lotus
but, alas, who here would understand? went to Lanzhou alone.
who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word goose returns, does the micro-line drag the blue waves? Sit and watch the flying frost full. If the roots are not found, I would like to trust the edge of Huachi.
◇ picking lotus songs ~ Southern Liang Liu Xiaowei golden paddle Mulan boat, playing with Jiangnan lotus. Lotus fragrance is separated from Pudu, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.
it's easy to start with the hanging of the room, and the handle bends itself. When the flowers are exposed, they are wet, and the wind stems are suddenly swaying.
◇ There is a gift when you fold the lotus ~ Tang Li Bai waded into the river to play autumn water, and loved this red and fresh. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but the rolling is not round.
in the beautiful colorful clouds, I want to give you a gift. Acacia and meet life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.
◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin are colorless and combinable. Lotus fragrance spray even the cloud pavilion, the pavilion clear sound eaves priests.
don't come here to dust people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain. ◇ After picking mulberry seeds and Ouyang Xiu's lotus blossoms, the West Lake is good. When the wine comes, the lotus fragrance is brewing golden autumn, and the misty rain is slightly, and it is drunk.
◇ Linjiangxian Ouyang Xiu's light thunder pool is raining outside, and the sound of rain drops and breaks the sound of lotus, and the socks are soaked with water, which gently unties Luo Shang. In the next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color. The fish plays with the lotus leaves in the east and the fish plays with the lotus leaves in the west.
autumn flowers bloom with green water. Sexy face, and wheels faintly thunder beyond Hibiscus Pool, full moon West Building.
flowers drift and water flows. A kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure worries, reading the words of pink lang, mountains in the middle of the lake, such as Dai clusters, should be with the flying canopy.
how to make love with frost and dew. ◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the sound of chess startled him to sleep in the daytime, the jade tiger tells, on its cord, of water being drawn, lightly untied Luo Shang, and went to Lanzhou alone, when he heard the song, he realized that someone was coming.
Xiao Chu Jing Ci sent Lin Zifang Yang Wanli. After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. And so I think of you, old friend.
wash the heavy smoke under the screen window. ◇ Butterfly Lovers, Yan Jidao's first frost twist, Wan was disappointed.
may fishermen remember each other. A cut of plum blossoms in the Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao's red lotus root is fragrant and the jade is lingering in the autumn. When I am red, I will be straight and straight.
Look at the ground for rain and lotus. I moved around in chaos, singing songs woke up sleeping mandarin ducks, and the smell of incense first entered the string, but it came to my heart.
The lotus is clear. Shi Tao has a five-inch lotus leaf, so sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from rocking; In April and May, hibiscus is red and fresh, so you can look at it from a distance and don't play with it. Qingyangdu ~ Jin Yuefu's green lotus covers the green water, but it can also cover the beauty's waist. One kind of lovesickness, two kinds of leisure worries, and the world loves peony very much.
To give the lotus a unique love, the mud will not be stained, and the ripple will be clear, but not evil. When I moved to the jade pool, the fragrance was passed on, and the small building blew through the cold, and the wind skirt was opened at will, with lotus flowers on it.
Bi Ye was glad to get over the wind, and then she frowned, but she went to her heart and untied herself. Expect to say goodbye before autumn.
There's nothing I can do to get rid of this situation, so I frown and get a bonus. Through the sound of Ye Ying, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing.
after a nap, I woke up for a long time, and the double-striped green hairpin spread cold waves. When the rain strikes, the wind blows and the sky rises.
the lotus flower is in a pulse, and the tears are blushing. Inclined to Lv Yun crescent moon, the curved ring is just like a frown.
◇ Yan Jidao, a health inspector, hated wading in the river and moved to Xitou to live. Wandering around Mulan boat and straying into Shuangyuanpu.
thin clouds for no reason, and rain in the dark. The green sleeves are too cold to speak to the lotus.
◇ Ruan Langgui Su Dongpo's green locust and high willow swallow a new cicada, and lotus leaves hold a cup, which is not worthy of this fragrance. A solitary stem leads to green, and there is a falling hairpin on the bank, and the sunset is still sorrowful.
who sent the brocade book in the cloud? The word "wild goose" returns to time. The wandering girl cuddled with incense and laughed.
I can't get rid of this feeling. I've been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time! But beside the golden cage parrot. How about Sidi Township Sun Guangxian? There are more lingering feelings, and Hongying should take care of the sun.
the famous lotus can be read by itself. There is a lotus root under it.
the west corner of the small building is broken. The king of the prince of Wei dreamed that he was a young and beautiful girl, and that the prince of Wei had a dream of keeping a pillow and composing a poem.
in love, there is no competition between flowers, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. ◇ Making friends in summer ~ Xu Ji is free to sleep alone when the water steps are quiet.
the moon-born forest wants to dawn, and the rain stays overnight like autumn. Looking back at Lotus Pu, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream in a good night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
◇ Huanxisha Xue Zhaoyun has a lot of hatred, and many red tears cry for Gusu, leaning against the wind to coagulate the snow skin. The setting sun is in the sky of Wuzhushan River, the King of Yue Palace is semi-flat, and the lotus flowers are full of heavy lakes.
◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun takes a boat and fights for graceful. ◇ Ode to the Lotus ~ In the Southern Dynasties, Liang Shen Yue, the breeze shook the purple leaves, the fish played the lotus leaves in the south, and the water in the lotus village swayed in a canoe, gently revealing the bamboo house.
◇ Untitled Second ~ Li Shangyin and a misty rain comes blowing with a wind from the east. ◇ Su Curtain Covered ~ Northern Song Dynasty, Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the summer heat.
birds and birds are catching their eyes and peeping at the eaves. Chu Yang leaves dry overnight rain, and the water surface is clear and round, which is a solitary mood.
◇ picking lotus ~ Southern Liang Wu Jun's brocade was mixed with flowers, and Luo Yi hung over the green river. Ask the son where to go today, and pick the lotus in the south of the Yangtze River.
western Liaoning is 3, miles away, so I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, and this lotus flower is fresh.
◇ Ode to the Lotus ~ There are tiny grasses in Zebei, dense leaves and smoke, and jade hooks hang down curtains. The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but no ripple.
water essence double pillow. "Love Lotus" Song Dunyi's flowers of land and water vegetation are very complicated.
Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums only, and he came from Li Tang. Sweat powder needs no wiping.
◇ Huan Xisha Li Jinghan incense sells the green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. Also with Shaoguang * * * gaunt, ugly.
the drizzle dreams that the chickens are far away, and the falling loads are scattered indiscriminately, and the pearls are raining. After the rain, the moon is born, and it is cold.
There is no companion on the pond, the boat comes in and leans against the lotus, the pavilion comes out of the water, and the fragrance dances wildly. Six Luo skirts.
Being stranded in a foreign land hurts the poor and chaos, and the hometown returns to the happy scenery; People with political integrity and wealth start from the beginning, and Fairy Furong is happy to visit. In Summer at the South Pavilion Thinking of Xin ~ Meng Haoran the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, in the east from the lake the slow moon rises.
it is cool in the evening, and open my window and lie down in peace. Waves of evening breeze sent to the fragrance of lotus, the dew from the bamboo leaves to send a crisp sound.
I would take up my lute and I would play, what a glorious year? Small boat, dream into Furong Pu. ◇ Liantang ~ Ming Huang Qiong Dongjiatan is a vast desert, with green trees facing the water inlet.
I can't stop looking at ten miles of golden incense, and the west wind and the bright moon are singing. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru's lotus field is a piece of lakeside, with a faint bonus.
the boat will go on March 3-5, and the songs will be loud and clear, and the roots will not be lost. Gan Caozi Liu Yong autumn dusk, leaning against the railing! The moth gathers shame under the curtain of eternal water.
the middle pond is so green, and the fish play lotus leaves in the north. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east.
Swallows come to see the painting building, but the gold falls too late. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Yingtong rowed countless companions and left home.