Poems describing lotus flowers

"Li Sao" (excerpt) In the pre-Qin period, Qu Yuan thought that Lian Yi, Ji Furong thought that Yi did not know me, but believed it. Jiangnan: Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan of Han Yuefu, and Hetian Tian has lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. The song "Ailian". Zhou Dunyi's "Water and Land Plants and Flowers" is very cute. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang came, peonies have been loved all over the world. Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous. Want to call chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Alas! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard of after Tao. Who is the love of lotus flowers given to? Peony love is suitable for many people. "Lotus" shakes the green pool to welcome the gold and turns it into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust. "Lotus Picking Song" Wang Changling lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face. 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. Su Mu Beggars' Sect in the Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds call their eyes, invade and peep at the eaves. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one. 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? Boat, dream into furongpu. Untitled second song, Li Shangyin, misty rain is blowing from the east wind, and the wheels outside the Lotus Pond faintly thunder. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Recalling the Summer Night Mountain Garden is a book about the dim moonlight and the shadows of trees wandering under the jade platform. The faint fragrance and gentle wind began, and several lotus flowers opened. "Picking Mulberry Seeds" After Ouyang Xiu's lotus blossoms, the West Lake is good. When carrying wine, you don't need a flag, and the red building is covered with green. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown. "Antique (Part 26)" Tang Li Bai Blue Lotus gives birth to quiet spring, sunny and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the flying frost fade. If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi. "Lotus" Li Shangyin is colorless and can be combined, so he can't resist this fragrance. Yao's seats are all set for the cool, and Yu Jinjin is too late. Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song. "Lotus" Yang Wanli's red and white lotus flowers bloom in a pond, and the two sections are generally fragrant in color. It's like three thousand women in the Han Temple, half with heavy makeup and half with light makeup. "Lotus" Wang Yuepu is helpless after the rain, and the lotus root powder is not dry. Thousands of pearls will be preserved and green plates will be shown to people. "Ruan Langgui's Early Summer" Su Dongpo's "Green locust, high willow and swallow new cicada", the wind first entered the string. Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep. After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round. Nian Nujiao Jiang Kui became an instant hit, and when she came, she tasted the taste of being husband and wife with Yuanyang. Thirty-six cruel people have not arrived, and there are countless water clothes. The green leaves are cool, the jade capacity sells wine, and the rain falls. Shake, Leng Xiang flies to the poem. At dusk, the green pavilion is graceful, and the lover has gone, so why put up with Ling Bo? I'm afraid the dance clothes will fall off easily when they get cold, and I'm afraid I'll enter Nanpu and Xifeng. High willows hang in the shade, old fish blow the waves, leaving me to live in the flower room. How many fields, how much back to the sand. Zhao Jun complained about the lotus rain, Yang Wanli dreamed of the bottom of the boat, and the West Lake was full of smoke and water. The sound of heavy rain hitting the tent surprised the dream at first. However, it is a pool that jumps in the rain, and the real beads are still together. Gather like a nest of mercury, and clear the waves. Yan, Feng Lian and: I dreamed of the Tang Dynasty, palaces and spring. Later in the day, I was dancing and dragging. Cui Yun's team is full of scarlet clothes and his hands are hanging down. Suddenly, the drums rushed up and flew out in a panic like Cai Feng. I dreamed of seeing Princess Wan Qiong and seeing the lotus being blown by the wind. [Lotus-picking Fu] Emperor Yuan of Liang rowed the boat, making the first snipe promise and crossing the feather cup. I can move, algae can hang, boats can move and sail. Erqi's slender waist was tied, and he slowed down. In early summer and late spring, leaves are tender and flowers are early. I smiled, afraid of touching my petticoat, and afraid of overturning the boat and folding it. So, I splashed water blue and Rao, and Lu invaded Luo Mao. Kikuze didn't look back, but he saw the platform, his shirt was wet, and diamonds were long and cymbals. Zhou Fanbai and Rong, Song was picking lotus. Song Dao: "Little Jasper, come and marry King Runan. Lotus face messy, lotus leaf fragrance. I am willing to attack the hibiscus clothes because of the recommendation of my husband. " "Song of Xizhou" (a folk song of Yuefu in the Southern Dynasties) recalls the trip to Messi and sends Mei to Jiangbei. Thin clothes are as red as apricots and hair as black as crows. Where is Xixi Jiao? The two oars on board can be placed at the ferry pier of the Kau Xizhou Bridge. At dusk, Shrike came and the wind blew the black mortar (speaking of butter) tree. Under the tree is her home, and her emerald hair is exposed in the door. She opened the door and didn't see her sweetheart. She went out to pick red-violet flowers. Autumn, autumn Nantang, she is holding a lotus seed, and the lotus grows taller. Bow your head and get lotus seeds, green as water. Hide lotus seeds in your sleeve. Lotus seeds are red and transparent. Miss my husband, but not yet. She looks up at the swan in the sky. The sky was full of geese, and she went up to the tower to see her husband. Although the tower is high, she can't see her husband. She leans against the railing all day. The railing bent and bent into the distance, and her hands were as bright as jade. The curtain is so high, rippling like sea water, empty and generally dark green. If the sea is as long as a dream, then you are sad and I am sad. If Nanfeng knows how I feel, please blow my dream to Puxi Island. Lotus-picking songs Tang Bo lotus-picking, green water and hibiscus clothes, autumn wind making waves and geese flying. Gui Lan grows radially downward, and the jade skirt is lightly scratched. The flower ponds in Yu Ye are extremely flat, and the river is getting bitter. Acacia is bitter, the ceremony can't stay, the husband beyond the Great Wall hasn't returned, and it's dusk to pick lotus in Jiangnan. It's dusk, picking lotus, and we should advocate going home today. Picking mulberry leaves in Lunan is not as good as picking lotus on the river. Lotus after lotus, why should the flowers and leaves overlap? Ye Cuiben is ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus is like cheeks. Looking forward to leaving when the beauty is away. Love flowers, love lotus roots. Therefore, there is no place for love, and new things are nothing but gorgeous. I did not hesitate to pay attention to the Western Jin Dynasty, and I was ashamed of the delay in writing geese in Beihai. Lotus picking songs have a festival, and the lotus picking night has not rested. Just as the mighty river prevailed, it was worth visiting the river last month. Meet in Lianpu at night, Wu Nv! * * * Ask Guanshan Road, thousands of miles away from the Han River, how heavy is it to collect a guest? Fu Li Fuqing jade fu fu and herbal flowers seem to feel slightly different; However, there are roots and no trees, so is one year old. "Spectrum" said: "Those born in water are called grass hibiscus, and those born on land are called lotus." It is said that non-herbs are not allowed. For those who take this as their life in summer, it is not so effective for Mao Shu, but to attack their predecessors; To be a lovely person, there are many things. Please get ready. When flowers bloom, they only bloom for a few days. Before and after this, they all belong to autumn and are not required, but lotus is not. From the day the money came out of the water, it was to decorate the green wave. Its vigorous leaves were born, and then it grew taller and brighter. The wind is swaying without wind and graceful. This is the first time I enjoy it before the flowers bloom. From the beginning to the end, Jiao Jiao is about to drop water, and then one after another, from summer to autumn. At this time, flowers are a responsible thing, and people are worth it. Thanks to the flowers, you can also sue the owner. It is a canopy under the pedicel, strong and slender, still like an unopened flower. It's not white dew and frost, but it can be done. This is all about attracting attention. But the nose smells of lotus leaves, and lotus flowers are different. Retreat in summer, and people who enjoy the cool are born. To its pleasant mouth, lotus seeds and lotus roots are both tied for a meal, and so are those who share their teeth and cheeks. Only the leaves were destroyed in the frost, scattered and embarrassed, and seemed to be abandoned. They were picked and hidden and used to wrap things for years. It is a lotus, without a moment, not true; Nothing but traces, not for daily use. There are grains, but they are nameless; There are advantages of letting a hundred flowers blossom, but each has its own shortcomings. Is the income from planting greater than this? Lotus Plum Lotus Su Dongpo Xia Baoni Riverside is naturally a 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. Five modern lotus poems with high standard and easy rhyme-Qing Xiang's face, red and green. I have never felt bitter in my heart, but I let the fragrance fight the heat. Second, Du Tong does not feel sorry for himself, and the lotus is drunk. All the incense was gone, and the broken lotus was destroyed by the rain. In March and August, the pond has not stopped, and the red light in autumn is still clear. It is a kind of tenderness to dance in the wind and layer upon layer. Four waters of beautiful lotus, the sun is red and the fragrance is green. Rooted sludge does not stick, because there is an ice heart in the lotus root. Five miles of lotus fragrance has a secluded scene, and beauty is still ashamed to reflect water. In the sunset, I was drunk and the wind was clear.

Please agree! !