A poem describing the lotus flower

1, the flower is * * * pedicle, and it is broken. -Don Wang Bo's "Ode to Peace and Picking Lotus"

When a flower is picked, it will adhere to the leaves, and when one is broken, it will adhere to the silk.

2, sweeping away greasy powder is a character, fading red makeup.

Just plant the net in Lianxi and weigh it. Don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves. -Modern Lu Xun's "Furong Man"

Take off the rouge and gouache on your face to reveal your true colors, and take off your red skirt to learn to make up lightly.

Flow to the clear stream and call the upright people, and don't fall into the dirty and cold pond with the residual leaves.

3, the green lotus is small, and the golden lotus leaves are thin. -Song Qingzhao, "Nan Gezi, the Milky Way in the Sky"

This Luo Yi has been worn for many years, and the lotus embroidered with turquoise silk thread has become smaller.

4, hand in hand on the road of Hehu, a moment of Huangmei drizzle. -Song Zhu Shuzhen's "Qingpingle Summer Lake Tour"

Walking hand in hand with my lover on the lakeside path where the lotus is in full bloom, the misty plum blossoms floated down in an instant.

5, the most favorite child rogue, wash your hair and lie down to peel the lotus. -Song Xin's "Qingpingle Village Residence" Qi Ji

The happiest thing is the naughty little son, lying on the grass by the stream peeling the newly picked lotus.