Poems about lotus

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. The phoenix tree in the yard has lost all its leaves, and the lotus in the water has lost its charm during the day. 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. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, and the water was clear, and the wind and lotus were one by one.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural. Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity! The faint fragrance is long around the curved pool, and the real mosaic covers the beautiful pool. I often worry that the bleak autumn wind comes too early, leaving you no time to make up the lotus.