2, the bamboo dock is clean and bright, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -"Luo Suting sends Cui Zhou" Tang Li Shangyin
3, cut through the moss and rise into a pool, the lotus is green and uneven. Dawn blooms on the smoke waves, like painting a real woman taking a bath. -"Yong Lian" Juniper Strict
4, jade snow steals exquisite, covered with green red; Life is infinite, only in painstaking management. -"Lotus Lotus Mosaic Map" Shidao, Yuan Wu
5, after the rain, there is nothing to rely on, and the lotus powder is not dry. Thousands of pearls will be preserved and green plates will be shown to people. -"Lotus" Wang Songyue Pu
6. It's cool and early outside Yongjin Gate, and countless lotus flowers compete for beauty. Self-pity for the poor and sick, not going out, but being annoyed by flowers. It's rainy night, it's caring, and it's night to see the dew drop. You have to buy a blue boat with a stick, don't wait for a red makeup scrub. -"Lotus" Song Zhandao Mountain
7. The moving boat splashes water and is poor and green, leaning against the sill and fragrant. Thank you, Huansha, for staying in the rain. -"Lotus Leaf" Don Zheng Gu
8. In a rainy pond, the mirror shines on the eaves. Suddenly there was an east wind, and the drooping willow branches danced gracefully, and the water droplets on the willow branches swept through the middle of the lotus leaves, making a constant noise. -Liu Song's Pond after the Rain
9, a river is sunny, and people on both sides of the strait paint eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The painting is far away, the wine flag is out of the wind, and the feeling is Jiangnan. -"Water Fairy Chants for Jiangnan" Yang Hao, Bird
10, the courtyard is quiet in the middle of the night and the moonlight is empty. Sitting on two or three lotus flowers, red clothes fall in the autumn wind. -"Sitting in the Early Autumn Night" Yuan Zhao Yong
1 1, Yuexiu Hengtang Shilixiang, the waves are quiet and fragrant in the evening. Rouge snow is thin and heavy, and the jade plate is luminous. Dai Shan is far away, the moon wavelength. Twilight clouds and autumn shadows shine on Xiaoxiang. Drunk souls want to chase the dream of Lingbo, and pay the west wind to cool tonight. -"partridge sky". Reward the Lotus: Golden Song Year
12, oblique rain flying, silk weaving blue sky, curtain half rolled. Lotus blooms late in Qiu Guang and is scattered in red and green swamps. -"North Pavilion" Don Li Qunyu
13, the small bridge paddles to cut lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides is dizzy with sunset glow. This seems to be the first banquet of Yaochi, and Wan Fei's drunken face is covered with lead. -"Lotus" White Pine Jade Toad
14, Xia Baoni Hebi, naturally not a romantic standard. Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white. Every time I bow my head, it is a bright moon and a cool breeze, which is very depressing and speechless. In the end, you have to let go, the boat will go, live in the depths of a thousand villages and see the color of Iraq. -"Lotus Rhyme Lotus" Su Song Dongpo
15, water and fertilizer around the lake, mandarin ducks are wet and red. Dragonflies stand like lotus flowers, but the fragrant wind refuses to fly. -"Lakeside" Song Cui Fuchu
16, Wu Ji, the more beautiful Chu Fei, struggled to get the lotus boat wet. When they came, the lotus led them to the estuary and the moon sent them back to the river. The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other. Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. -"Two Lotus Picking Songs" Don Wang Changling
17, the sun shines in the sky at night, and the lotus is picked to form a sunset glow. The wind blows the lake hard, and the lotus is not rare. Move the hibiscus to fall, the ship moves the egret to fly. The lotus thread wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut pulls the clothes far away. -"Song of Picking Lotus" Liang Xiaogang
18, the road is endless, one factory and one step. Beautiful people look at lotus flowers over and over again and hate their sideburns. -"Looking at the East Lake Lotus as the Father" Song Xunzi
19, there are 89 leaves in Tian Tian, scattered at the beginning of the green pool. Tender and flat, the round shadow has covered the fish. Duckweed can't cover up, it's weak and sparse. Half at the bottom of the spring wave, I feel uncomfortable. -"New River" Don Li Qunyu
2. Lotus Poetry Love 1, "Lotus Picking Song"
Don Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
2. "Chu Xiao's Static Words Send Lin Zifang"
Don yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
3. Torin Temple Bai Lianhua
Tang Bai Juyi
The water in Lintong Beitang is crystal clear.
Bai Furong was born in China and has 300 stems.
Glowing during the day, refreshing and fragrant.
Fragrant silver capsules are broken, and the jade plate is inclined.
4. "Lotus"
Qingshitao
The lotus leaf is five inches long and delicate, and the sticky waves do not hinder the painting boat from rocking.
In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.
3. Lotus is like a love poem: Because "lotus" and "pity" are homonyms, there are many poems about lotus in ancient poetry to express love.
Red bean: acacia bean refers to the token of love between men and women, which is a metaphor for love or friendship between men and women.
Red leaves: it is called the thing that conveys feelings, and later refers to poetry to convey feelings.
Swallow: Swallows are always hermaphrodite and fly together, thus becoming a symbol of love.
Lianzhi, two-winged bird: Lianzhi refers to two trees with roots and branches intertwined; Love birds, a legendary bird, is used as a metaphor for loving couples in classical poetry.
Puwei and rock: Puwei is flexible and rock is firm, both of which are generally used to express loyalty and persistence in love.
Thatch: Tongguan and Zhuang in The Book of Songs all refer to thatch, which is the token of ancient love.
4. Classic love lotus poem, burning lotus, graceful water.
Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly.
The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true. -"Poems of Concentric Lotus" Sui Du Gong Exhibition 2. Bamboo dock is clean and clear, and acacia is separated from the city. Autumn is cloudy and frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain.
-"Luo Suting sends Cui Yong and Cui Wei" Tang Li Shangyin 3. Chisel moss to make a pool, and the lotus is green and uneven. Dawn blooms on the smoke waves, like painting a real woman taking a bath.
-"Yong Lian" Juniper Swallow 4, Jade Snow cuts corners exquisitely, full of green eyes; Life is infinite, only in painstaking management. -"Lotus Lotus Mosaic Map" Yuan Wu Shidao 5. After the rain, there is nothing to rely on, and the lotus powder is not dry.
Thousands of pearls will be preserved and green plates will be shown to people. -"Lotus" Wang Songyue Pu 6. It's cool and early outside Yongjin Gate, and countless lotus flowers compete for beauty.
Self-pity for the poor and sick, not going out, but being annoyed by flowers. It's rainy night, it's caring, and it's night to see the dew drop.
You have to buy a blue boat with a stick, don't wait for a red makeup scrub. -"Lotus" Song Zhandao Mountain 7. The moving boat splashes green, and the handle smells fragrant in the wind.
Thank you, Huansha, for staying in the rain. -"Lotus Leaf" Don Zheng Gu 8. In a rainy pond, the mirror shines on the eaves.
Suddenly there was an east wind, and the drooping willow branches danced gracefully, and the water droplets on the willow branches swept through the middle of the lotus leaves, making a constant noise. -"On the pond after the rain" was awarded by Liu Song, and a river was sunny, and people on both sides of the strait collected paintings.
A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The painting is far away, the wine flag is out of the wind, and the feeling is Jiangnan.
-"Narcissus Odes to the South of the Yangtze River" Yang Hao, Bird 10, the courtyard is silent at night, and the bright moon is empty. Sitting on two or three lotus flowers, red clothes fall in the autumn wind.
-"Sitting in the Night of Early Autumn" Yuan 1 1, the water is fragrant in the evening. Rouge snow is thin and heavy, and the jade plate is luminous.
Dai Shan is far away, the moon wavelength. Twilight clouds and autumn shadows shine on Xiaoxiang.
Drunk souls want to chase the dream of Lingbo, and pay the west wind to cool tonight. -"partridge sky". Enjoy the Lotus "Golden Color Pine Year 12, oblique rain flying silk weaving Kong Xiao, sparse curtains and half a roll of wild pavilion wind.
Lotus blooms late in Qiu Guang and is scattered in red and green swamps. —— "North Pavilion" Tang 13, the small bridge paddles to cut lotus flowers, and the west winds on both sides are dizzy with sunset glow.
This seems to be the first banquet of Yaochi, and Wan Fei's drunken face is covered with lead. -"Lotus" Bai Song Yu Chan 14, Xiabao Ni Hebi, natural and particularly romantic style.
Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white. Every time I bow my head, it is a bright moon and a cool breeze, which is very depressing and speechless.
In the end, you have to let go, the boat will go, live in the depths of a thousand villages and see the color of Iraq. -"Lotus and Plum Lotus" Su Song Dongpo 15, Xizi lake water fertilizer, Yuanyang double bath wet red.
Dragonflies stand like lotus flowers, but the fragrant wind refuses to fly. -"Lakeside" Song Cui Fuchu 16, Wu Ji, the more beautiful Chu Fei, struggled to get the lotus boat wet.
When they came, the lotus led them to the estuary and the moon sent them back to the river. The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. -"Two Poems of Picking Lotus" in Changling, Tang Wang 17, when the sun shines in the sky at night, picking lotus bears the sunset glow.
The wind blows the lake hard, and the lotus is not rare. Move the hibiscus to fall, the ship moves the egret to fly.
The lotus thread wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut pulls the clothes far away. -"Lotus Picking Song" Liang Xiaogang 18, the road is endless, and one plant is a step.
Beautiful people look at lotus flowers over and over again and hate their sideburns. -"Looking at the East Lake Lotus as the Father" Song Xunzi19,89 leaves, scattered at the beginning of Qingchi.
Tender and flat, the round shadow has covered the fish. Duckweed can't cover up, it's weak and sparse.
Half at the bottom of the spring wave, I feel uncomfortable. -"New Lotus" Don Li Qunyu.
5. The love poem of Bing Tielian is a bunch of flowers, chanting Bing Tielian.
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Nalan Xingde
Yu Pei's clothes are on. She is relatively red. The lotus root wind sends Ling Bo, bowing his head to speak softly. An affectionate and bitter heart returns to the pulse of the sunset.
The color is fragrant, and the moon is small. Peach roots and leaves are always together, accompanied by diligent two-bedroom mandarin ducks. Rice floats, Shen Yun is dark, I send Xiaoxiang and dreams.
Quail day
The author is unknown
In May, it was misty and rainy in the south of the Yangtze River, and the distant mountains splashed with ink like blue. On both sides of Qinhuai River, willows are weeping in the pool and boats are swaying.
The waves are like cymbals, drunk and beautiful, swaying against the shadows. Deep in the lotus root, there are leaves in the field, and the leaves are new.
Baiciyun temple
Feng Ming Xiaoqing
Before kowtowing to Lan Yun, nothing can live in the west, and nothing can live in the sky. I would like to sprinkle a drop of water from a poplar branch as a lotus flower on earth.
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.
Lotus flowers bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover the clear water.
The color is the same, but the lotus root is different.
Flowers bloom side by side, and the world has placed hope, plus a side effect, it is amazing.
Show the finale in late spring, why not spit incense later?
Ling Bo leans against the jade platform, and she plays with water.
There is no need to drink noodles, blushing is two kinds of feelings.
Thousands of nuclei are the foundation, and the jade skin and ice muscles are floating.
Goodbye, double-headed lotus flower
Year: Song Author: Wu Fu
I just came to see the full moon at the beginning of the month, opened the pool twice and joined Tielian.
Gary still comes occasionally. He knows he has a good year.
Night boat, Country Garden, Tsing Yi, Small Square Mirror
Year: Song Author:
The square mirror is very small. Sparse, clean, not a speck of dust. The ancient fragrance is deep, the palace pot is changed, and it is good to keep it in the four seasons. Meishan is graceful upstairs. Meng Xiang, Shu Zhen Qingxiao. And the lotus blossoms, the acacia screen is warm, and the jade leaks to remind the morning.
Two Poems in Memory of Ye's Nephew
Year: Ming Author: Shen
The scoundrel cried to heaven, hoping that his son would get eternal love.
Don't be a flower angel, for fear of worrying about Dillian.
Self torture
Year: Modern Author: Wang Jingwei
Like a mandarin duck scattering its companions, like a flounder stabbing its eyes, like a strong wind sweeping away a concentric fan, like hail breaking the ice.
The former is not found in the village, and the latter is not found in the shop. I'm in a hurry on the road.