1. Poems about Lotus in the Rain
Untitled·Part 2 by 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.
Linjiang Immortal·Ouyang Xiu
It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, and the sound of raindrops is breaking. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky. The place where I lean against the wall is waiting for the moon to be born.
Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains. The cool waves will not move and the mat will be flat. There are two pillows of water and essence, with a fallen hairpin beside them.
Stay in Luo's Pavilion to express your love for Cui Yong and Cui Gun
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear, and the lovesickness is far away from the city.
The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain.
Friendships in Summer
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.
Lotus in the Rain
Du Yan of the Song Dynasty
A beautiful lady with a green cover stands near the water, and the sandalwood powder is unevenly fragrant and wet with sweat.
A gust of wind came and the blue waves turned, and the pearls were scattered and difficult to clean up. 2. What are the ancient poems about rain and lotus?
Poems about lotus Jiangnan Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Among the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north. Lotus Picking Song by Wang Changling The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus splayed to both sides of the face.
He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming. At dawn, Jingci sends Lin Zifang off. Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao. In autumn, the fragrant red lotus roots remain in the jade mat. I undressed my clothes lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When Yan Zi 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 just frown, but it is in my heart.
Lotus Qing. Shi Tao. The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate and delicate. It sticks to the waves and does not hinder the movement of the boat. When the wind blows in April and May, it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman. "The Love of Lotus" by Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty There are many lovely flowers among water and land vegetation.
Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums. Since Li and Tang Dynasties, people have loved peonies very much. I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes the clear ripples without being evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches, can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with ◇ Qingyang Ferry ~ Jin·Yuefu, green lotus covers green water, The hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above. ◇Ode to Lotus ~ Southern Dynasty·Liang·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 Lotus~Southern Dynasty·Liang·Wu Jun The brocade belt has mixed flowers and flowers, and the robe hangs down 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. ◇A poem 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 lost my support as a commoner.
How to make love with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying ponchos. ◇Ode to the Lotus 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 share dividends. The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances in the wind of 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 help each other when unmooring.
There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The floats are moving in disorder, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus.
Lotus root threads are tied together, and lotus leaves are held into cups. ◇Ancient Style (Part 26)~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty 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 are filled with 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.
I have not yet gained my roots, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Liang Liu Xiaowei of the Southern Dynasty. The golden oar magnolia boat is used to pick lotuses from the south of the Yangtze River.
The lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and the lotus leaves fill the river. The house is easy to hold, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are lightly brushed. ◇If you break the lotus, you will get a gift~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, and loved the fresh red lotus.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not 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. ◇Lotus~Li Shangyin They are both colorless and can’t be combined, but they don’t smell the same.
Yao mats are set up to enjoy the cool weather, and the golden restraints are set late. When I return to my quilt, the lamp shines on my clothes, and my socks are soaked in water when I cross the quilt.
Anticipate farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in dreams after separation. ◇Lotus~Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to connect with Xingjin, and the orchids are rolled into white apples.
It should be the stockings on the waves of Luo Shen, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. ◇Leave Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang off in the evening ~ Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ◇Hibiscus on Qian's Pond~Wen Zhengming In September, flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are off, and the hibiscus is wandering around Zhongzhou.
The beauty smiles across the water, and the setting sun still brings sadness. The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows the golden city in autumn.
It is useless to look at each other in old age, there is a kind of tranquility in the pond. ◇A Prune Cut~Northern Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao The fragrant red lotus roots linger 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 Yan Zi 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 just frown, but it is in my heart.
◇Su Muzhe~Northern Song Dynasty·Zhou Bangyan Burns agarwood to relieve the heat. Birds call their eyes, invading the dawn and peeking into the eaves.
On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain dries up, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by 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. ◇Liantang~Ming Dynasty·Huang Qiong Dongjia Pond in the vast desert, with green trees shading towards the inlet.
The fragrance of brocade can be seen continuously for ten miles, and the west wind and the bright moon return with songs. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Li Yaru The lotus root fields are spread out next to the lake, and the flowers are faintly connected.
Three or five small boats are about to go, singing loudly and picking lotus flowers. ◇ Furong ~ Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty. I pity the few marks of red pink the most, the small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water.
Looking at the photo, I am shocked but also pity myself. Xishi originally lived in Zhuluo Village. ◇ Thoughts on Ou Township ~ Modern · Leisure Article Farewell to the ancient town of Anyi at dawn, boating on the water in Ou Township; the willows on the bank dye the clear stream, and the fragrance of lotus fills the golden autumn.
Being in a foreign land hurts poverty and chaos, but returning to my hometown is full of joy and scenery; people with good political skills and rich people are born, and the hibiscus fairy is happy to come and visit. ◇The South Pavilion is Huai Xin Da in summer~Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
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 dreaming in the middle of the night.
◇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.
◇Friends in Summer~Xu Ji The flowing water steps remove the stillness, and you can feel free to sleep alone. The moon is growing in the forest at dawn, and the rain is like autumn all night long.
Recalling Hehuapu from afar, who sings about Du Ruozhou? It may be a good night without dreams, but if there is a dream, we will travel together. ◇Huanxisha·Xue Zhaoyun There is more to hate than a country and a city. How many red tears weep in Gusu, leaning against the wind and staring at the snowy skin.
The sun sets over the mountains and rivers of Lord Wu, the palace of the King of Yue is half flat, and the lotus flowers and water chestnuts are all over the lake. ◇Nanxiangzi·Li Xun Riding on a colorful boat, crossing the lotus pond, singing songs awoke the sleeping mandarin ducks.
Wandering girls snuggled up with fragrance and laughed, vying for slimness and folding their lotuses to cover up the evening sun. ◇Huanxisha·Li Jing The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the westerly wind is worrying about the blue waves.
Still haggard and haggard as time goes by, unbearable to look at. The drizzle dreamed of returning to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building.
How many tears with infinite hatred, leaning on the railing. ◇How about Sidi Township·Sun Guangxian? More lingering feelings! A shy moth gathers under the Yongri Water Essence Curtain.
Six pictures of skirts on the ground, with blue waves trailing slightly. See the drizzle and heavy rain all over the ground.
◇Recalling Yuhang·Pan Lang I always remember 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, and the clear water comes and goes. Lianyun Pavilion is fragrant with the fragrance of wild lotus, and the sound is clear from above.
Don’t let the dust stain people’s clothes, or dream about flying in the air. ◇ Picking mulberry seeds·Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful after the lotus blooms. When the wine comes, there is no need for flags, but red buildings and green covers in front and behind.
The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance is golden, the mist and rain are slight, and the song returns drunkenly. ◇Linjiangxian·Ouyang Xiu It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow. It is raining. 3. Poems describing lotus flowers in the rain
1. Recalling Wangsun Xia's poems from the Song Dynasty: Li Chongyuan hunted in the small pond.
After the rain, the lotus flowers fill the courtyard with fragrance. The sunken plums and floating melons are cool with ice and snow.
Bamboo square bed. The needle and thread are wandering and the afternoon dream is long.
In the small pond, the water plants make sounds in the wind, and the lotus flowers exude a refreshing fragrance after the rain, making the whole yard filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers. In the hot summer, it is a rare refreshing feeling after the rain.
Enjoying the plums and melons that were put in the well and chilled with cold water, they were as cold as ice and snow! On a square bed made of bamboo, who has the heart to do needlework and work as a female worker? No more sweat, no more tiredness, it should be a very pleasant thing to take a good nap! 2. Presenting lotus flowers in the Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin said that the flowers and leaves in the world are inconsistent, and the flowers enter the golden basin and the leaves become dust. There are only green lotuses and red lotuses, which can be opened and closed freely.
This flower and this leaf always complement each other, the green is reduced and the red is faded, and the sorrow is killing. Translation People in the world have different views on flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but ignore the flowers and leaves and let them fall into the soil and turn into dust.
Only the lotus has red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaves are curled and relaxed, and the lotus flowers are open and closed. The contrast is so perfect and natural. Lotus flowers and lotus leaves have been intertwined with each other for a long time. It is so sad when the lotus leaves fall and the lotus flowers wither.
3. Breaking through the Huanxi sand, the fragrant lotus leaves and green leaves are gone for five generations: Li Jing's lotus leaves are fragrant and the green leaves are gone, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. Still haggard and haggard with the time, unbearable to look at.
The drizzle dreamed back to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. No matter how many tears there are, there is no limit to hatred. I lean on the railing.
Translation: The lotus flowers have fallen, the fragrance has dissipated, the lotus leaves have withered, and the west wind in late autumn stirs the green water, making people full of sadness. The good years of life keep passing by.
People who have languished along with Shaoguang naturally cannot bear to look at (this bleak scene). The drizzle is continuous, and the scenery outside the Great Wall is distant in the dream.
(Wake up) Han Sheng’s sobs echoed in the small building. (Thinking of old friends), (she) leaned against the railing with tears in her eyes, embracing endless resentment.
4. Zhaojun's Resent·Ode to the Rain on Lotuses Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli dreamed of a small boat at the bottom of the flowers, and the fragrance filled the smoke and water of the West Lake. The sound of heavy rain hitting the awning is the beginning of a dream.
But it was Chi He jumping in the rain, and the pearls were reunited after they were scattered. They gather into mercury nests and release clear waves.
Translation: Taking a nap in the summer, I dreamed of rowing among the lotus flowers in the West Lake. The lake was full of smoke and water, and the fragrance of the lotus scented my nostrils. Suddenly, a shower of rain like sieving beans hit the boat awning, making a "plop", "plop" sound, which woke me up from the dream of admiring lotuses in the West Lake.
I thought I was admiring lotuses in the West Lake, but it turned out that I was taking a lunch break at home. I was awakened by the heavy rain hitting the lotus leaves in the pond. After waking up, I looked at the lotus pond in the courtyard. The heavy rain was beating on the lotus leaves and the raindrops were dancing. Jumping up and down, the crystal raindrops gathered and dispersed, scattering like broken pearls, shooting out everywhere, dazzling people, and finally gathered in the center of the leaf, like a nest of rippled mercury, shining brightly. 5. The Mad Man in the Tang Dynasty: There is a thatched cottage west of Du Fu's Wanli Bridge, and the water of Baihuatan is Canglang.
The wind contains green Xiaojuan and Juanjuan, and the rain is full of red and fragrant flowers. (筱通:筱) The rich and generous letters from old friends are cut off, and the childish look of the child is desolate.
If you want to fill the gully, you can only let it go. The man who laughs at himself will become more and more crazier. Translation: To the west of Wanli Bridge is my shabby thatched house. Not many people come to visit. Baihuatan is with me. I am at peace with the situation. This is Canglang.
The gentle breeze gently hugs the emerald green bamboo, which is beautiful and smooth, and the falling rain slowly washes the pink lotus flowers, giving them a refreshing fragrance. My friend who became a high-ranking official changed his face when he got rich and had long since stopped contacting me. My little son, who had been hungry for a long time, had a sad face, which made me feel guilty and sad.
My old bones are about to be thrown into the ditch. I have no official and no money and am just a wild man. I laugh to myself. The crazy husband back then is even crazier as he gets older! That’s how crazy I am. 4. What are the ancient poems about rain and lotus?
Ancient poem about lotus
1. Untitled · Part Two
Li Shangyin
Sasha When the east wind blows and the drizzle comes, there is light thunder outside the hibiscus pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock and burns incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain, Young Master Han, and Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai. In the heart of spring, don’t let the flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
2. Linjiang Fairy
Ouyang Xiu
It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, with the sound of raindrops breaking lotuses. The west corner of the small building is broken by a rainbow. Recumbent, waiting for the moon to shine.
Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains. The cool waves do not move, and the lines of the mat are flat. There are two pillows with water essence, and there is a fallen hairpin horizontally.
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Yang Wanli
After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
Continue The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red in the sun.
4. Lotus
Qing. Shi Tao
The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate, and it sticks to the waves. It hinders the rocking of the painting boat;
When the wind blows in April and May, it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman.
5. Qingyang Ferry
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Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is covered with bright red.
There are lotus roots with double roots below, and lotus flowers with double heads above.
6. Ode to the hibiscus
Southern Dynasties·Liang·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.
< p> 7. Picking lotusesSouthern Dynasties·Liang·Wujun
Brocades with mixed flowers and green robes hang down the green river.
Ask where are you going now? , go out to collect lotus from the south of the Yangtze River.
Three thousand miles away from Liaoxi, there is no reason to send it.
I hope you will come back soon and the lotus will be fresh.
8. 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.
Moving to the Jade Pond, the root of the common people is not lost.
How to make love with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying fluff.
9. 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 the two shadows are divided into red.
The color captures the face of the song, and the fragrance dances in the wind.
The famous lotus can be remembered, and the two hearts are the same.
10. Lotus Picking Song
Sui Dynasty ·Yin Yingtong
Rowing with countless companions, unmooring each other to urge each other.
There is no need to wipe off the sweat powder, and the wind skirt is opened at will.
The floating water is moved in chaos, The boat comes in and leans on the lotus.
The lotus roots are tied together, and the lotus leaves are held into cups.
Ancient poems about rain
1. "Spring Night Happy Rain"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.
Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city.
2. "Fishing Song"
Zhang Zhihe of the Tang Dynasty
Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are filled with mandarin fish.
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, no need to return in the slanting wind and drizzle.
3. "Spring Dawn"
Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.
4. "Qingming"
Du Mu, Tang Dynasty
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
I asked where the restaurant was, and the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
5. "Early Spring Light Rain"
Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
6. "Listening to the Rain"
Song Dynasty Fang Yue
Listening to the rain while sleeping in the bamboo studio, moss grows in the dream.
The door is facing the lonely mountain, and the body is idle and the birds don’t guess.
7. "West Stream of Chuzhou"
Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty
There is only pity on the grass growing beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.
8. "Spring Tour on the Lake"
Xu Fu, Song Dynasty
When will the swallows return? Peach blossoms bloom when dipped in water.
The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, and the small boat pulls out of the willow shade. 5. Ancient poems with lotus and rain
◇Linjiang Immortal·Ouyang Xiu
It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, and the sound of raindrops breaking the lotus. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky. The place where I lean against the wall is waiting for the moon to be born.
Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains. The cool waves will not move and the mat will be flat. There are two pillows of water and essence, with a fallen hairpin beside them.
◇Licorice Seed·Liu Yong
In the evening of autumn, lotuses are scattered randomly, and pearls rain down. After the rain, the moon shines brightly, and it becomes cold in Yuanyangpu.
On the pond, Pinglan is worried about having no partner, but this is the mood of living alone! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, he recited the words of Fen Lang.
◇Die Lianhua·Yan Jidao
The first twist of frost gives birth to hope. The sound of orioles in the leaves seems to be imitating Qin'e's singing. After waking up from a nap, I felt lazy for a while, and the double-striped green mat was covered with cold waves. After the rain, the wind blows and the blue sky rises.
The lotus flowers are pulsing, and the faces are red with tears. Slanted against the green clouds and the crescent moon, the curved ring looks like a frown.
◇Sheng Chazi·Yan Jidao
I have always hated crossing the river, so I moved to live near Xitou. While wandering on the Mulan boat, I strayed into Shuangyuan Pu. There are thin clouds for no reason, and the rain is dark. The green sleeves are cold, and I want to speak to the lotus.
◇ Ruan Langgui·Early Summer·Su Dongpo
The green locust trees and tall willows swallow new cicadas, and the scented wind begins to blow. The heavy smoke washes away under the green screen window, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep in the daytime.
After the light rain, the lotuses turned over and the pomegranate flowers bloomed. The jade basin is clear from the spring with delicate hands, and the pearls are broken but round.
◇Mantingfang·Huang Tingjian
The repair water is thick and clear, the new strips are light green, and the green light reflects the empty pavilion. There are golden mandarin ducks and frost herons, and the lotus paths are covered with secluded duckweeds. The balusters of the fragrant ferry are curved and red, and the lattice is thin and sparse.
On a clear night, the moon is full in Hengtang, and the clear water can see the moving stars. It's pleasant to listen to. After the light rain, the algae and nymphaeum will be moved to the bed, and the Xiang mat will be a square screen.
The mist-scaled clouds are swirling, the sound is constant, and the eaves are ringing with wind chimes. When the banquet resumes, the Yaochi is full of snow and the mountains are dewy and the Buddha's head is green.
◇Huang Ying'er·Chao 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 wind blowing in the lotus leaves, and the rain falling from the sycamore trees. After noon, the shadows on the curtain are uneven, the sound of cicadas is heard in the distant forest, and the remains of a deep dream are revealed.
Standing still, the past has become empty, 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 floating flowers, and a wisp of fragrance lingers on the stick. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi.
◇Su Muzhe·Zhou Bangyan
Burn agarwood to relieve the heat. Birds call out for the clear sky, and they peek into the eaves at dawn. On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain falls. The water surface is clear and round, and each one is lifted by the wind. 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.
◇Linjiangxian·Ye Mengde
There was no jumping fish in Qugang, and I passed by the lake specially. Xiao Xiao Shu wind chaos rain lotus. The slight clouds have blown away, and the bright moon has fallen into a flat wave. I'm still drunk after a glass of white wine, and I'm still feeling drunk when I come back.
No one can sing the song of Cai Ling. Xiaoxuan pillow mat, eaves shadow hanging stars. 6. Poems praising lotus in the rain
The lotus leaves are like open green umbrellas. Some are floating on the lake, and some are standing on the blue waves, like layers of green waves. , like pieces of jade.
The petals of the lotus are as white as jade, and the flowers hold dark green lotus pods. There are many small holes on the upward side of the lotus pods, and the seeds of the lotus are sleeping inside. The green lotus leaves on the lake hold up the blossoming hibiscus. , like a girl’s red cheeks. The quiet lake surface is covered with emerald green lotus leaves, as if filled with dense emerald umbrellas, covering the lake surface tightly.
Among the emerald green lotus leaves, the graceful lotus flowers look like fairies bathing in the lake covered with light sand. They stand smiling and coquettish; their tender pistils are full of pearls, filled with fragrance. , refreshing. Under the moonlight, the jasper-like lotus leaves stand upright in the water, connected together, so intimate.
A collection of poems praising lotus since ancient times. "The Book of Songs. National Style" There is Fusu in the mountains, Fusu in the mountains, and lotus in the sky. If you don't see Zidu, you will see madness.
Self-translated poetic meaning: There are small trees on the mountain and lotus flowers in the swamp. I haven't seen any handsome men, but I have met frivolous madmen.
Qingyang Ferry in Jin and Yuefu. The green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with red and fresh colors. There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above.
"Li Sao" (Excerpt) In the pre-Qin Dynasty, Qu Yuan made lotus flowers to make clothes, and gathered hibiscus to make clothes. I didn't know that they were already gone, but I still love them and believe in them! Self-translated poetry: cut green lotus to make fashionable clothes, sew white lotus to make clothes. You don't know what your ministers like, but your loyalty is as fragrant as a flower.
"The Book of Songs. National Style" There are cattails and lotuses on the other side of the river. There is such a thing as a beautiful person, no matter how hurtful it is.
I sleep inactively and shed tears. Self-translated poetry: By the swamp waterside, cattails and lotus flowers grow side by side.
There is a handsome man there, how will I act like a baby? The long nights were spent without sleep, with tears and runny noses thrown away.
Lotus appears in the Book of Songs. Although it is a borrowed scene, it is also the origin of lotus poetry in the past dynasties.
Therefore selected. Jiangnan, Han Dynasty. You can pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River in Yuefu. There are fields of lotus leaves.
Fish play among the lotus leaves. The fish plays with the lotus leaves in the east, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves in the west.
The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north. The Song of Picking Lotus Liang Xiao Gang The evening sun shines on Kongji, and picking lotus bears the evening light.
When the wind blows, it is difficult to cross the lake, but the lotuses are many and not thin. 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. Picking Lotus Qu Liang. Wu Jun's brocade with mixed flowers.
Luo Yi hangs over the green river. Asked where he was going now.
Collect Jiangnan lotus. Three thousand miles west of Liaoning.
Desire has no cause. May you return soon.
And this lotus is fresh. Poem of Ode to the Lotus of the Same Heart, Sui Dynasty. Du Gongzhan shines with the auspiciousness of the lotus.
Tingting emerges from the water.
A solitary stem attracts green.
Double shadow*** dividends. Se Duoge's face.
The fragrant dance style. The name Lotus can be recited.
Kang Fu is of the same mind. A Lotus in the Autumn Pond Sui. Hongzhi Gong All the flowers are 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. Lotus in Quchi, Tang Dynasty Lu Zhaolin's floating fragrance wraps around the curved bank, and its round shadow covers the Huachi.
I am often afraid that the autumn wind will come early and you will not know how it will drift. Three Yuefu Poems Tang Dynasty. Lotus seeds are not available in Mengjiao, and lotus flowers are in the water.
It's like a victorious road beside a willow tree, with nothing to do but the spring breeze. Luping and lotus leaves are in the same water.
The lotus leaves are blown by the wind, and Luping is in the west and in the east. Before the lotus blooms, painstaking efforts will be spent all day long.
The spring water is only rippling, and the lotus flowers have not bloomed. Lushui Song Li Bai, Tang Dynasty The Lushui River brightens the autumn moon, and the South Lake picks white apples.
The lotus flowers are so delicate that they want to talk, but they are worried about killing the boatman. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, and loved the fresh red lotus seeds.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not 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. Lotus Picking Song by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The girl picking lotuses near the stream is smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words.
The sun shines on the new makeup, the water is bright, and the wind is fragrant and the clothes are lifted up in the air. Who is wandering Yelang on the shore? There are three, three, five and five poplars reflecting the trees.
The Ziliu hissed into the fallen flowers, and his heart was broken when he saw this hesitation. Lotus Picking Song by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The water chestnut leaves linger in the waves of the lotus, and the wind blows, and a small boat passes 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. New Lotus Tang. Li Qun's jade field has eight or nine leaves, scattered green at the beginning of the pond.
The tender blue water is level, and the round shade has covered the fish. The duckweed cannot cover it, and the weak waterweed is still sparse.
Half at the bottom of the spring waves, my heart is not yet relaxed. North Pavilion, Tang Dynasty. Li Qunyu's slanting rain and flying silk threads weave the dawn sky, and the sparse curtains are half rolled up by the wind in the wild pavilion.
The lotus flowers are in full bloom in the late autumn, and they are scattered in the red and green marshes. Two Lotus Picking Songs Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty 62616964757a686964616fe58685e5aeb93133361326265 Wu Ji Yue Yan Princess Chu, quarreling about the lotus boat water wet clothes.
When you come, you will be welcomed by Pukou flowers, and you will be sent home after harvesting the flowers at the head of the river. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus slit to both sides of the face.
He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming. Collecting Lotus Seeds, Tang Dynasty Huangfu loosened his boat and watched the lake glow in autumn. He was greedy to see the flow of the boat when he was young.
Tossing lotus seeds across the water for no reason is a shame for being known for a long time. Lotus Tang. Wen Tingjun's green pond is connected to Xingjin, and the orchids are rolled into white duckweed.
It should be the stockings on the waves of Luo Shen, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. Lotus leaves Tang Dynasty. Zheng Gu moved the boat. The water splashed and turned green, leaning against the threshold, the wind shook the handle and fragrant.
Thank you to the people of Huansha for staying intact and keeping the mandarin ducks covered in the rain. Xinhe, Song Dynasty. Zhu Shuzhen floats Luo Fei's mother-in-law on the smooth waves. The green color is delicate, round, small and fresh.
Thirty hectares of rippling lake light, it is unknown who is the lotus under the leaves? Note: Lotus: pity, pun. Staying in Luo's Pavilion, I cherish the memory of Cui Yong and Cui Gun of the Tang Dynasty. Li Shangyin's bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear. His lovesickness passes across the city. The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotus to listen to the sound of rain. Traveling alone in Qujiang and Tang Dynasty in late autumn. Li Shangyin's lotus leaves When I was born, I hated the growth of spring, and when the lotus leaves withered, I hated the growth of autumn. I knew that my love would last forever, and I gazed at the sound of water at the head of the river with regret. As a gift of lotus flowers in the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin said that the flowers and leaves in the world are inconsistent, and the flowers enter the golden basin and the leaves become dust.
There are only green lotuses and red lotuses, which are open and closed freely. This flower and this leaf always complement each other, the green becomes less red and the sadness fades, killing people.
"The Crown Prince" Ouyang Jiong of the Tang Dynasty has a peach-faced face with thin make-up and dimples all over her face. There is a lot of eroticism, the ribbon is wrapped with gold thread, and the light skirt is translucent.
He frowned shyly and smiled softly. I won’t steal glances frequently, what do you think? On the autumn night and the autumn moon, a lotus blossoms for the first time.
Looking at the front pool, the incense is swaying at night, when Chanjuan looks into the mirror. There are thousands of tears in my heart and thousands of threads in my heart.
Just like a light girl, good grace. Lotus Leaf, Song Dynasty. Ouyang Xiuchi faces the wind and the waves are flowing, and the leaves are exposed between the waves.
Who spreads a green cover on the water, but wears red makeup and sings about picking lotuses. Seeing Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn. Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty. After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that of the four seasons; the lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
28. Red and white lotus. Song Dynasty. Yang Wanli red and white lotus bloom in *** pond, both colors are equally fragrant. Just like the three thousand women in the Han Dynasty, half with heavy makeup and half with light makeup.
Lotus, Song Dynasty. Song Boren is green and covered with half a pole of new rain, red and fragrant with a little breeze. The root of talent is like jade, Lianxi has the same mind as Tao.
Viewing lotus flowers in Siwang Pavilion. Yao Mian of the Song Dynasty looked at the lake and the wind, and the most lovely thing was the white hibiscus. The two herons clearly flew down and disappeared when they reached the flower edge.
Lotus Song Dynasty. Wang Yuepu leaned against the langan after the rain, and the lotus powder was not dry in the charming water. Heaven does not hesitate to offer a hundred thousand pearls, and the green plate is held up for people to see.
31. Looking at the lotus flowers in the East Lake to express wishes to my father. Song Dynasty. Song Dynasty. Song Dynasty. 7. Sentences describing lotus flowers in the rain and after the rain
1. In the early morning, the crystal clear dew swayed on the lotus leaves. A gust of wind blew, and the dewdrops on the lotus leaves flowed down like broken pearls. .
2. The lotus leaves held a squeezing contest in the pond. Each green lotus leaf is like a strong man, you squeeze me, I squeeze you.
Some strong men could no longer hold on, so they were squeezed into a corner by other strong men.
After a thunderstorm, the small water droplets were like broken pearls, crawling on the lotus leaves one by one to bask in the sun, shining with golden light and very beautiful.
Some lotus leaves were tilted over, and small water drops fell into the pond. After a while, there was no sound. The dragonfly flies freely in the sky. When it lands on the lotus pod, the lotus pod becomes more full of life.
3. In the moonlit lotus pond, the breeze brings wisps of fragrance. I admired the touching posture of the lotus with great interest.
Look, some of the lotus flowers are still buds, ready to bloom, and look as if they are about to burst; some have only two or three petals exposed; some petals have all been unfolded and exposed. The small tender yellow lotus pods can be said to "come out of the mud but not stained, and wash the clear ripples without being evil." I was deeply intoxicated by this scenery.
If a painter came here and painted the charming scenery in front of him, it would definitely cause a violent sensation. 8. Poems about lotus and lotus leaves
Seeing Lin Zifang off at dawn from Jingci Temple Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Xiaochi Yang Wanli The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, which is clear and soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners. Has a dragonfly already stood on its head? Lotus Qing. Shi Tao. The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate and delicate. It sticks to the waves and does not hinder the movement of the boat. When the wind blows in April and May, it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman. Lotus Picking Song by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is spread out to both sides of the face.
You can't see anyone entering the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song. Yuefu Jiangnan You can pick lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Among the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north.