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What sentences describe the beauty and artistic conception of the lake?

1, "Corydalis bungeana"

Qing Dynasty: Cha Shen Xing

Xiao Feng urged me to hang the sail, and the green rose and the spring shore was flat.

It rained for three days in the south of Changshui Reservoir, and cauliflower crossed Xiuzhou City.

Translation:

In spring, the boat gallops on the river, and the green grass on both sides seems to be flush with the whole bank. The fragrance of cauliflower swept Xiuzhou City in the spring breeze.

2. "Pick mulberry seeds, and the West Lake will be good after the lotus blooms."

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes. There is no need for a standard, and the green cover of the red building will follow.

The original painting entered the depths of the flowers, and it was fragrant and golden. It was misty and rainy, so I went home drunk.

Translation:

The scenery of the West Lake is beautiful, and the lotus blossoms are fragrant. Boating is a feast, and you don't need a flag to honor. Your red flowers are covered with green leaves and come with the boat. The painted cruise ship sailed into the depths of the lotus bushes, and the golden cup was fragrant. In the evening, smoke mixed with light rain, in a piece of music and songs, boats carrying drunken tourists home.

3. Message from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang/Pro-Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang.

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.

I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.

Translation:

Autumn water rises, almost flat with the shore, water and sky are the same color, and they are integrated with the sky. Yunmeng Ozawa's steam transpiration is in vain, and the stormy waves seem to shake Yueyang City. I want to cross the river, but I can't find a boat or paddle. It's really shameful to idle around in an enlightened age. Sitting by and watching others desperately fishing by the river, you can only envy those fish caught for nothing.