Poetry describing lotus

Lotus Leaf [Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu

The wind blows on the surface of the pond,

The leaves are exposed between the waves.

Who is wearing a green cover on the water,

but wearing red makeup and singing about picking lotuses.

Lotus [Song Dynasty] Wang Anshi

The wind and dew in the pavilions embrace Sichuan Di,

How do you know that the sky is so beautiful?

This is a transcendent thing that will happen in the future,

So you should be regarded as a beauty.

Xiaochi [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli

The spring is silent and the stream is trickling,

The shade of the trees shines on the water and the water is clear and soft.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners,

A dragonfly has already stood on its head.

Ru Meng Ling [Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao

I often remember the sunset in Xiting,

I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back.

Returning to the boat late after having fun,

stuck into the depths of lotus flowers.

Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing,

Start up a pool of gulls and herons.

Lotus [Song Dynasty] Yang Xunzhai

The green cover and red building shine brightly in the sun,

The beauties of the West Lake gather with the immortals.

The waves are flat for ten miles, and the clouds are covered with brocade.

The boat is painted with grace and fragrance.

Huanxi Shazhang Yuanqian

The mountains surround the flat lake and the waves shake the city,

The reflection of the lake is soaked in the green mountains,

The crystal downstairs is about to be updated three times .

When the foggy willows are dark, the clouds are over the moon,

Where the dew is turned over, fireflies are flowing,

The rustle spreads until dawn.

A Cut of Plum [Northern Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao

The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn,

Easy to undress Luo Shang,

Go alone on an orchid boat .

Who in the clouds sent brocade books?

When the wild goose returns,

The moon is full on the west tower.

The flowers float and the water flows.

A kind of lovesickness,

Two places of leisurely sorrow.

There is no way to eliminate this feeling,

I just lower my brows,

But it is in my heart.

Die Lian Hua Yan Jidao

The first twist of frost gives rise to despair. The sound of orioles in the leaves seems to be imitating Qin'e's singing. After waking up from a nap, I felt lazy for a while, and the double-striped green mat was covered with cold waves. After the rain, the wind blows and the blue sky rises. The lotus blossoms are flowing, and the faces are red with tears. Slanted against the green clouds and the crescent moon, the curved ring looks like a frown.

Linjiang Fairy Ye Mengde

No jumping fish turned to Qugang, and I passed by the lake specially. Xiao Xiao Shu wind chaos rain lotus. The slight clouds have blown away, and the bright moon has fallen into a flat wave. I'm still drunk after a glass of white wine, and I'm still feeling drunk when I come back. No one can sing the song of Cai Ling. Xiaoxuan pillow mat, eaves shadow hanging stars.

Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the clear scenery is infinite. Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out dew, and there is no one to see the loneliness. Like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are startled. The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been walking around the small garden. A tired guest at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past his hometown. The Swallow Tower is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow in the empty locked building. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments. At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou.

Huang Ying'er Chao Buzhi

The beauty of Nanyuan is suitable for summer. In twos, twos, threes, new bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo shoots, and Yi Yi crosses the eaves and invades the house. Listen to the chaotic wind of lotus flowers and the fine rain of parasol trees. After noon, the shadows on the curtain are uneven, the sound of cicadas in the distant forest is heard, and the remains of a deep dream are revealed. Standing still, the past has become empty, how could I have lived there for a while? Taking care of human affairs, it is not enough to reflect on the emotions in dreams. Watch the tea floating flowers, and a wisp of fragrance lingers on the stick. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi.

Licorice seed Liu Yong

Autumn dusk,

Lotus flowers are scattered randomly,

It rains like pearls.

The moon is shining brightly after the rain,

It is so cold in Yuanyangpu.

On the pond, Pinglan is worried about having no partner,

But this is the mood of living alone!

But next to the parrot in the golden cage,

Reciting the words of Fenlang.

Man Tingfang Huang Tingjian

The repair water is thick and clear, the new strips are light green, and the green light reflects the empty pavilion.

There are golden mandarin ducks and frost herons, and the lotus paths are covered with secluded duckweeds. The balusters of the fragrant ferry are bent and red, and the lattice is thin and sparse. On a clear night, the moon is full in Hengtang, and the clear water can see the moving stars. It's pleasant to listen to. After the light rain, the algae and grasshoppers are blooming, and then the bed is moved to the square screen of Hunan mat. The mist-scaled clouds are swirling, the sound is constant, and the eaves are ringing with wind chimes. When the banquet resumes, the Yaochi is full of snow, and the Buddha's head is green with dew on the mountain.

Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang

I always remember the lonely mountain. The mountain is like a cluster of black flowers in the center of the lake. The monk's room faces the lake on all sides, and the clear water comes and goes. Lianyun Pavilion is fragrant with the fragrance of wild lotus, and the sound is clear from above. Don't let the dust stain people's clothes, and dream about flying in the air.

Ouyang Xiu picking mulberry seeds

The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus blooms.

When wine comes,

No flags are used.

There are red buildings and green roofs at the front and rear.

The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers,

The fragrance is golden,

There is a slight mist and rain,

I return drunk with music and songs.

Sheng Chazi Yan Jidao

I have always hated crossing the river,

I moved to live near Xitou.

While wandering on the Mulan boat,

stumbled into Shuangyuan Pu.

The thin clouds are frivolous for no reason,

It is a secret rain.

The green sleeves are not cold,

I want to speak to the lotus.

Linjiang Immortal Ouyang Xiu

It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, and the sound of raindrops is breaking. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky. The place where I lean against the wall is waiting for the moon to be born.

The swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and the jade hook hangs down the curtain. The cool waves will not move and the mat will be flat. There are two pillows of water essence, with a fallen hairpin hanging beside them.

Send Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn

[Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli

After all, in the middle of June in West Lake,

the scenery is different from that of the four seasons same.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,

The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

Bu Suanzi Lotus Xin Qiji

Red and pink makeup,

The green cover keeps the wind and rain away.

It is the coolest month of June in the world,

The moon is in Yuanyangpu.

The root silk is long,

The lotus in the flower is painful.

Only because of the romance, there is a little sadness,

It is even more beautiful.

Pink lips, fragrant lotus, Wang Shipeng

Ten miles west lake,

Light makeup and thick makeup like the west.

Lotus root hairpin water.

It is extremely clean and fragrant.

I remember once traveling,

Short trip into the red clouds.

It is similar to a basin of water,

It is similar to the West Lake ten miles away.

Lotus is charming, Lotus, Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Xia Bao has an electric charge of blue. Naturally, especially romantic style. Under the heavy green cover, Qianjiao shines on the water, so red and white.

Every time I look at the bright moon and the breeze, I am very low and silent, and the evil spirits are powerless. Finally, I have to let the boat go. I can live in the depths of the fragrance and look at the color of her.

Resentment Wang Sun Song Li Qingzhao

The wind and waves on the lake are vast,

Autumn is already late, and there are few reds and few fragrances.

The scenery of the water, the mountains, and the people,

It is indescribable and infinitely good.

The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves,

washed with clear dew, apple blossoms and grass.

The gulls and herons sleep in the sand and do not look back.

It seems that they hate it and return home early.

Magpie Bridge Immortal Sends Lotus Flowers on Chinese Valentine's Day Fang Yue, Song Dynasty

There are no waves in the Milky Way and no heat in Qionglou. A little tenderness like water. I am willing to donate orchids to relieve my sorrow, but I am free and delicate.

The heart of the wave is filled with snow, and the rain is scattered by the gulls. The lotus can be seen clearly in the jian. God knows how to dispose of me, and I can see how I can sell you off.

Bodhisattva Man Lotus Chen Yuyi, Song Dynasty

Nanxuan faces Furongpu,

It is suitable for the wind, the moon and the rain.

Red is less and green is more,

The scenery in front of the curtain is wonderful.

The rope bed is made of ebony,

The sun is full of fragrance.

Wake up and write a new story,

Be the master of flowers.

Dream Walking Among Lotus Flowers Lu You, Song Dynasty

The sky is windy and the road is boundless,

The old writer is Feng Lulang, the King of the Moon.

Only a thousand bottles are regarded as monthly salary,

Because they dislike the smell of copper and the fragrance of flowers.

Dong Xian Song, Lotus, Liu Guangzu, Song Dynasty

The evening wind collects the flowers, and the small pond is clear of lotuses. Leaning alone on the bed, I wake up from the wine and wander around. Occasionally, there is a fragrance blowing in, clouds and algae are chaotic, and the shadows of fish swim under the leaves. The sky holds the dew cover, but no ice is visible. The melancholy makeup is in the Xiaoluan mirror.

When the moon is cool on the night after, the moonlight is pale, the flowers are low, and I am sleeping in a quiet dream, who can save me. It should be remembered that when I leaned on the railing near the stream, I thought about thousands of hectares of red in the south of the Yangtze River.

Two-Colored Lotuses Song Dynasty Cao Xun

The windy marsh is blue, the lotus shadows are bright and clean, and the waves are clear. The plain skin can judge the jade, and the smoky face is blushing in different shades. Take advantage of the Xunfeng to color it, and illuminate your drunken eyes and plum makeup. The light willow tents hang down on the embankment, and the flying dust blocks them all.

Plenty of green lotuses line the Hengtang for warmth. Competing to reflect the fragrant grass bank. The boat is painted without oars, and it is best to watch it from a distance at dawn. It's like making an appointment with mandarin ducks, and even more so with spring hoe. Frequent banquets and feasts, incense arrays, and Yaochi stay late.

The Oriole's Cry Preface to He and Zhao Xiuquan Yun Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty

The Hengtang is pierced with bright brocade, attracting mandarin ducks to water. In the evening when the clouds are broken, I smile and fold the flowers to return, and the cyan gauze lowers to protect the stamens of the lamp. Runyu is thin, ice is light and tired of bathing, and the wind is falling in the clouds. Listen to the soft sound of the silver bed, and the sycamore trees gradually disturb my thoughts. The light streaming through the window is like a swift feather, complaining about the swallows in the sky. When I was startled by mistake, Fengzhu knocked on the door, but the old friend never came. The records of Langjue and new poems are carefully pinched, and the traces of old and fragrant traces are slender. Afraid of following the rules, Luo Fan's favor is sparse, and autumn is born again.

In the old days of the West Lake, the painting boats moved frequently, and I sighed often in my dreams. The clouds are cold, the waves are erratic, and the mist is flying like rain. The crocodile gauze is visible, but the red tears are hidden. On a single night, at the center of the wave, the flute is played on the moon and the colorful clothes are danced, towards the Ming Dynasty, without realizing that the flowers are haggard. The sweet fragrance is easy to fall, and when you turn back, you will burn the smoke, and the empty mirror will be painted on the screen. The remaining cicadas are singing their songs through the Western Garden, and I feel the red and resentful green. Read and study, and rest in peace in Wu Palace. The dark willow chases the cold. The dawn bank is slanting, and the dew is zero. The lotus roots are lingering in the clusters, and the joy is lingering. Taosheng spreads out the shadow of Xianglang, with Zhaohua and Jiali Bing leaning on each other. Nowadays, there is frost on the temples, half a box of autumn poems, and the paper is filled with hatred.

Su Shi of the Song Dynasty in Huanxi Shasha

There are ten miles of hanging willows and lotuses on all sides,

Where are the most flowers toward the clouds,

The south bank of the painting building Sunset and.

The weather is suddenly cool and people are lonely.

The time needs to be passed away with wine.

Come and listen to the music in the flowers.

The Proud Fisherman, Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty

Suddenly I heard the sound of two oars beating at the bottom of the flower,

The patrolling female companion came to look for me.

The wine cup spins around the lotus leaves,

The lotus boat swings,

Red waves always appear in the cup.

The fragrance of the flower spirit wine is clear and refreshing,

The flower cheek wine faces each other with red faces.

Drunk and sleeping in the green shade for a while,

I looked up in surprise,

The bow pavilion is on the beach.

Manjianghong Double-headed Lotus Liu Xueji of the Song Dynasty

A double flower with a low green cover, auspicious and beautiful. People are sitting on the Xunfeng Pavilion, with their lapels full of water. The two continents are more beautiful than each other, and the two are handsome and beautiful. It's really strange to see the rain clear at the beginning and the red sky at noon.

Double egret, double carp. Flying and swimming are both here. The two servant girls are in the sky, and the boy is serving the fragrance. The city is full of twins, the twins are pregnant, and the leaves of the twin ducks are rising. Talking in vain, the scholars of the country were originally unparalleled, but now they are two.

Hua Guan Lotus, Song Dynasty·Fang Qianli

The wind in Nagisa is low, and there are thousands of hibiscus flowers, which are clear and elegant. The fog and gauze are decorated with red, and you can see the Manli branch, which is leisurely and beautiful. The beautiful and beautiful people support each other, and they are full of joy. It's dawn, I'm lazily peeking at my makeup, and I'm sleeping peacefully on the green quilt.

The autumn light is like flowers and lingering, and the red face welcomes the dew, but it should still be haggard. The waist is small, the cheek marks are tender and even more graceful. Romantic affairs and secret locks in the old palace. Who will see you again? The world is born in the fragrant steps. Sigh, how beautiful is the jade, the prosperity is gone.

Feng Liuzi Bai Lian Song Dynasty Liu Kezhuang

Pine and laurel are towering to the sky. Under the stone bridge, a new lotus pond was planted. It's like a fairy riding the wind, coming from Gushe, the earth spirit offering treasure, and giving birth to Lantian. I once entered Mr. Xubai's house, but I didn't like Fu Zhuqian.

I remember Uncle Mao sitting in Xitou, wearing deep clothes and listening to a lecture. He was in a commune far away, and Su Na was in Zen.

In the mountains. There are many red cranes, which have been standing side by side for a long time, and then suddenly fly away. But the butterfly plays with the egret and sometimes sneaks close to the side. In the middle of the moon, I am alone with E. Who is willing to peek at the jade for three years on the wall? The common people wear heavy makeup, but An Zhiguo is beautiful and natural.

Reminiscing about the past and traveling slowly, Lotus, Song Dynasty·Zhao Yifu

I love East Lake in June, the fragrant wind spreads ten miles away, and it is paved with emeralds. Wandering into the red clouds by mistake, it’s like when Taiyi asked me to find an alliance. The leaf boat is rippled with cold green, and a piece of ice is shared. It's gradually becoming overcast in the evening, the cattails are dancing in the green, and the tired willows are combing the green. Pingting. Speechless. I want to complain about my three thousand daughters, who live in the palace for a long time. Liuliu Langgan Qu has Yu'er's talent and appearance, who can inherit it? Be gentle and helpless, just pay for the wine glass frequently. When the night is quiet and people return home, cool toads shine on the gulls and egrets.

Xinhe, Song Dynasty·Zhu Shuzhen

Luo Fei’s mother-in-law floats on the smooth waves,

The green color is delicate, round, small and fresh.

Thirty hectares of rippling lake light,

It is unknown who is the lotus under the leaves?

Lotus Leaf Lin Jingxi, Song Dynasty

The pure roots are all competing with each other,

Ten thousand handles and pavilions have green ripples.

The dew-intoxicated muscles are muddy and want to be washed away.

There is no wind to blow the fresh air around.

New lotus leaves chanting lotus by Zhao Changqing

The pot is cold and fragrant. Ten hectares of colored glass, looking at the infinite coolness. Cover the wind and the sun, high and low villages, and protect the red makeup closely. In the Yinyin Lake, I admire him as a pair of mandarin ducks bathing together.

I remember the West Lake fiercely, and it was an unforgettable dream. It was so broken that it was almost covered with rain, and I thought about it like crazy. The water clouds are thousands of miles away, and I cannot bear to look back and think about them. Now why not drink wine and get drunk for Yi.

Sai Weng Yin, Furong, Song Dynasty, Yang Zemin

The courtyard is near the pond, and the water around the bridge is hazy. To the left and right of the bridge, there is water to the west and east, and there are two hibiscus trees and water. The low level of Luopu's Lingbo steps is as high as Nongyu's volley in the sky. There are hundreds of leaves and thousands of stamens, all of which are dyed light red.

Chongchong can be eliminated, and worries are like knots; looking at beautiful colors is like a dream. In order to cherish the beautiful beauty, I can remove it and insert it into my home. I specially give it to you. Appreciate their beauty every year, and play with the fragrance every morning.

Lotus, Du Yan, Song Dynasty

Cut out the green moss to make a small pond,

The lotus flowers are divided into green and green.

On a wave of smoke at dawn,

It looks like a real concubine coming out of the bath.

Crooster, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Zhang Lei

Pingchi jasper is shining with autumn waves,

Green clouds surround the green handle of the fan.

The fairy in the water palace fights with red makeup,

Steps lightly on the mirror.

Shui Long Yin, White Lotus, Song Dynasty, Zhou Mi

Suluan flew down to Qingming, half of his dancing clothes shattered the cool clouds. Jade is planted in the blue field, the green house welcomes the dawn, and the mood of autumn is reflected in the dowry. The dew is deep in the pan, and I remember you on a cool night, pouring lead water in the dark. Thinking of mandarin ducks and pear clouds, I have a good dream. The west wind is cold and I am still frightened.

It should be Feiqiongxianhui. Leaning against the cool breeze, the green hairpin falls obliquely. Light make-up and white make-up, shining brightly and shining brightly, wearing red clothes and shying away. At the third watch of Jiyue, there are thousands of pink clouds and a quiet fragrance for thousands of miles. Listening to the Xiang string playing, secretly cutting the ice silk, gathering tears of lovesickness.

Shui Long Yin, White Lotus, Wang Yisun, Song Dynasty

Cuiyun embraces the concubine in the distance, dancing in colorful clothes late at night. The lead flower is washed cleanly, and the water trickles out of the bath, and the words are filled with words. Taiye is desolate and cold, the sea and the mountains are as promised, how can the soul be cut off? In the human world, there is no such thing as ice-skinned and beautiful, delicate and helpless, who care about each other frequently.

Thirty-six waves of mist and rain. The old desolation, who can I complain to? Nowadays, it is said that the immortal posture is self-purifying, and the heart is even more bitter. The stockings have just stopped, the jade knots have still been untied, and the waves are gone early. Try riding a leaf of the wind, come back at the end of the month, and repair the flower spectrum.

Shuilongyin, White Lotus, Wang Yisun of the Song Dynasty

With light makeup and no eyebrows, who is standing in the mirror of shame! The true concubine explains the words, Xi Shi cleanses her, and Pingting looks at the shadow. The mist is uniform at first, and the dust is not stained. It moves the roots of the jade well. I want to be floating in the air, with short hair, lying in the middle of the stream, floating on a smoke boat.

Unfortunately, Yaotai Road is very far away. The embrace is desolate and difficult to recognize in the middle of the moon. We meet again, after taking a curling bath, my gums are sober. The socks are left empty when walking, the dance clothes are slightly faded, and the remaining powder is fragrant and cold. Looking at the sea and mountains, I always dream, and the waves are thousands of hectares.

Water Dragon Song, White Lotus, Song Dynasty Zhang Yan

The hibiscus on the cactus is still dripping with golden dew. With light makeup and shining in the water, her slender clothes are standing upright and fluttering like a dance.

The condensation disappeared several times, and the lake was full of smoke and moon, and there was a gull and heron. I remember that the boat was quiet at night, the waves were bright and fragrant, and the flowers were blooming nowhere.

It must be that the person in Huansha is jealous, who made the mistake of taking off the red dress? Leisurely and elegant, elegant and graceful, waiting for words with tenderness. We met each other across the river, and by chance we poured our heads over each other, as if we were conveying our feelings. Afraid of Xianggao Peijie, the green clouds are ten miles away and swept away by the west wind.

Die Lianhua, Song Dynasty·Ouyang Xiu

Concubine Su Xiaomei from Qiantang.

The hibiscus flowers are facing each other.

Yesterday it was the Fengqing umbrella cover.

Despondent.

At present, Doujue is withering.

I have no choice but to rely on the painting building.

A chaotic red color floats across the autumn pond.

I hope the autumn colors will be there next year.

Cute and fragrant.

It’s like the beauty in the mirror changing.

Die Lian Hua Song·Ouyang Xiu

The Yue girl picked lotus by the autumn water.

The sleeves are narrow and light,

double gold necklaces are exposed.

Picking flowers in the shadow, they look like faces.

There is only a trace of turmoil in the heart.

The wind and waves are late at the beach of Yichi.

The fog is heavy and the smoke is light,

I don’t see the companion I came with.

The faint sound of singing returns far away.

The sadness of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River.

Cao Xun's Eight-tone Harmony of Appreciating Lotus

It is composed of eight tunes, hence the name

When Fangjing arrives at Hengtang, the official willow shade is low, and the new passage Dry rain. Where you look, there are dense lotus flowers, reflected in the mist of Ting Shaozhu. The waves are still and green with colored glaze, like a woman standing and floating on the river. Get the dawn color, take the photo with fresh makeup, and the fragrance is latent.

The wind in the water pavilion blows against the thousands of trees, and the flowers are blooming in the depths. Move the bamboo to collect the first bloom, smell the golden tassel and keep it. Take advantage of the opportunity to gaze at the edge of the pool, and expect the light clouds to protect you. I haven't drank yet and I'm leaning on the railing. I'll wait until it's full and the lotus drops will dew.

Watching the Sea Tide Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty

The southeast is a prosperous place, a city of Jiang and Wu, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoked willow painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, there are hundreds of thousands of homes. Clouds and trees surround the dike and sand. Angry waves roll up the frost and snow, and the sky is boundless. The city is lined with pearls, and the households are full of luxury.

The overlapping lakes are beautiful, with three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus. The Qiang flute clears the sky, the watermelon song fills the night, and the old lotus babies play and fish. Thousands of horses and tall teeth. Get drunk, listen to flutes and drums, sing and enjoy the haze. There will be good times in the future. Come back to Fengchi.

Ode to New Lotuses, Song Dynasty, Cai Ran

The horizontal pool under the Zhulan Bridge,

There is no wind on all sides and willows hang down.

It is suspected that Narcissus chanted lazily,

There is no poem inscribed in the Biluo paper.

Pu Lian, Lotus, Shi Dazu

Luo Shen was still drunk, but he looked down at the mirror to see the red shadow. Thousands of green trees protect each other, and the west wind is calm and not cold. The invading dawn gull has a stable dream, not a worldly realm. The moon is fragrant and the brocade is beautiful.

Tingting is silent, and most of them should be angry and endowed with jade wells. Wanderers in the West Lake are accustomed to be taught that rain is sorrowful and mist is hateful. I'm afraid that Wu Wa will give it away secretly and be stubborn, and the soft silk will be easily damaged.

Zhu Yingtai near Lotus Gaoguanguo

With red makeup and green cover, the red shadow darkens Nanpu. The waves are clear and the clouds are clear, and the orchid boat is going to pick up incense. Someone's red dress is splashed with water, making each other drunk late at night. It's the first month of the year, and the coolness brings wind and dew.

The two stood still. After the farewell, the song breaks the clouds, and the charming posture is speechless. The soul dreams of the west wind, which makes Duan feel miserable. In the distant memory, Fang's face frowned lightly, and she walked slightly, Zhenshu and the gulls and herons by the sand.

The Love of Lotus [Song Dynasty] Zhou Dunyi

The flowers of land and water are very lovely. Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums; since Li and Tang Dynasties, the world has loved peonies very much; I only loved the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained; Jingzhi can be viewed from a distance but cannot be played with.

I say chrysanthemum, the flower that represents seclusion; peony, the flower that represents wealth; lotus, the flower that represents the gentleman. Alas! The love of chrysanthemums is rarely heard of after Tao; the love of lotus, who can share it? The love of peony is suitable for everyone!

The red and white lotus in the bottle Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The red and white lotus is in the jade vase,

The red lotus is as beautiful as the white lotus.

Empty fasting does not mean that there is no autumn heat.

The summer heat is cut off by the incense and no one is born.

Sapphire Case, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Zhao Yifu

The water pavilion lies across the lotus pond, and you can feel the water and the fragrance coming and going. The beauty in the pavilion said her attitude. Natural charm, very smooth, singing all the golden strands.

The whisper in my ears is clear and there is no heat. But I will stay here. How much has the self-laughing style declined? A bright moon in the bed, a lingering dream at midnight, no way to the balcony.

Pu Lian Lotus, Song Dynasty Huang Zai

The fragrance of Concubine Yao penetrates the cold socks. Standing in the bronze mirror. The jade bones are clear and sweatless, and the green waves are thousands of hectares. The clouds and water shake the fan shadow. Yan Tianyong. A country of coolness.

Beautiful evening makeup. We are silent for a while, who can save the romance and hatred? Sha Ou has few things to do. He wakes up when he sees the sleeping mandarin duck. Lan Chuo's song is far away from Puying. I was reminded to sleep, and the lotus root silk lingered and I returned to the boat.

Henghu Lake Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

I was greedy for seeing the green cover with red makeup,

Unconsciously there was a night of frost by the lake.

The brocade of heavenly secret clouds is rolled up,

Training as a horse trainer writes about the autumn scenery.

Lotus Wang's Song Dynasty

The white lotus roots are blooming in the autumn wind,

I can't bear to sleep and look back.

The evening clouds bring rain and return quickly,

I go to the west window to spend the night in sorrow.

Bai Lian Song Dynasty Yang Yi

At midnight last night,

Chang'e fell from the hosta.

Feng Yi didn't dare to accept it,

He held out his blue wave heart.

Lotus Wen Tong, Song Dynasty

The golden and red flowers bloom like a mirror,

The half-green curls look like a cup.

Who is the force of returning wind?

The face is full of fragrance.

Picking Mulberries by Yan Jidao of the Song Dynasty

The lotus flowers at Pukou of Concubine Xiang are all in bloom,

The red flowers were sparse last night.

I cross the Qianxi River lazily,

I sit in a boat and watch the wild geese flying.

Last year Xie Nu was drunk by the pool,

The late rain fell slightly,

I remember when I returned,

The new lotus cover was folded into my dance clothes .

Qing Ping Le Yan Jidao, Song Dynasty

The lotuses are blooming everywhere,

The sound of autumn turns all night long.

The remaining green and broken red fragrance are fragments,

The long west wind is a shame.

Mo Chou lives by the stream,

Plucking lotus flowers makes her happy every year.

Who cares if the water flows and the flowers fade?

The moon was bright and the orchids were on the boat last night.

Going Boating on the Yue Lai River Two Days After the Beginning of Autumn Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty

The west wind has just entered the creek and the sails are woven

The ripples are light blue.

Walk to the red lotus without water,

The red lotus is intoxicating and the white lotus is intoxicating.

On the Pond after the Rain Liu Xun, Song Dynasty

The water surface of the pond is flat after rain,

The polished mirror shines on the eaves and couplets.

The east wind suddenly causes the weeping poplars to dance,

It becomes the sound of thousands of lotus hearts.

Cherishing the Red Clothes Jiang Kui of the Song Dynasty

Wuxing Crystal Palace, with lotus flowers in full bloom. Chen Jianzhai said: "Why should I repay your kindness this year? Send lotus flowers all the way to Qingdun." It can also be seen. In the summer of the end of the twelfth lunar month, I traveled to Qianyan, walked back and forth among the red incense, and spent my time in this song, singing the song "Wu She Gong". The mat pillow invites the coolness, the piano and the book change the day, and I feel weak after sleeping. Sprinkle the ice spring finely and break the sweet green with a knife. The wall calls for wine, who asks for information, the poet in the south of the city. Calm. The high willow tree and the late cicada tell the news of the west wind.

Hongliang Water Street. The rain and waves blow the fragrance, and the red clothes are half in disarray. Weizhou is trying to look, and the homeland is staring at the north. It's a pity that beautiful women can't travel outside Nagisa Beach. When asked about the same poem, thirty-six autumn colors.

The Song of the Cave Immortal Song Dynasty Kang Yu Yu

On Ruoye Creek Road, there are countless flowers on the other side. I want to talk to people with my charming red face. With the lotus green, relying on each other and hating each other, looking back at the west wind, the waves are vague, and the mist and rain are thirty-six times.

New makeup shines brightly on water, and Tingzhu is fragrant. Who will be mistaken if you don’t marry Dongfeng? Sending hesitation and flirting with guests, thousands of miles stretch, the fairy waves are far away, where can I step even slightly on the waves? Thinking of Nanpu and Chao Sheng's paintings, they are returning home. The breeze is clear at dawn in the first month, and they stand still with a broken heart.

Early Meifang [Song Dynasty] Liu Yong

The sea is red and the mountains are smoky green. The scenery of the old capital is prosperous. Qiaomen is decorated with halberds, facing Wanjing below, and golden towers leaning against each other.

The lotus pond, Yangliu Tingzhou, the reflection of Hongqiao, orchid boats flying in the water, tourists gather and disperse, and the lake is full of light.

Like Fish in Water [Song Dynasty] Liu Yong

The light mist floats in the air, the reflections of the chaotic peaks, and the silver ponds ten miles away. Weeping poplar trees surround the shore. The red building and the red pavilion face each other. The fragrance of wildflower. Double play, mandarin duck. After the first rain, Lanzhi Tingzhou looks like Xiaoxiang as promised.

The wind is light and the water is vast. Moving a clear light. Painting boats and generals. Yingyinghongfenqingshang. Ziwei Lang. Cultivate evil spirits, drink and enjoy the fairyland. On our way back, we visited Luangpo Fengmarsh, which was an unforgettable sight.

Yushan Pillow [Song Dynasty] Liu Yong

Showers are coming soon. The wilderness is as clear as water. The broken clouds scatter colors, the setting sun reflects, and there are several cloud peaks in the sky leaning against each other. The pond is full of dew, lotus smoke and wildflowers, and you can see the red and green flowers in succession. At that time, I fly to the river to avoid the heat and steam, thinking that the romance will continue.

At night, the breeze rises from the tall trees. Move the curtain and bring out the autumn spirit. The painting building is quiet during the day, the orchid hall is quiet at night, the dancing and singing songs are beautiful, and Luo Qi is gradually becoming more and more popular. When I am free from lawsuits, I am content with my style, so I will lose my contention and Song of Songs. Provincial education is successful, a few clear songs are played, and new voices are used, so as to respect the past and respect the principles.

He Zhuan [Song Dynasty] Liu Yong

Huai Bank. Xiang Wan. The round lotus is facing the back, and the hibiscus is deep and shallow. Xian'e paints a boat, and the dew stains and red fragrance are intertwined. It is difficult to distinguish between flowers and noodles.

When you collect more, you gradually feel that your boat is full. Call me home. The village is far away in a hurry. The faint singing was gradually blocked by the bamboo. At the end of the song no one is seen.

Treading on the Shasha [Song Dynasty] Zhang Xian

The phoenix in quilt is still warm, and the caged parrot is still sleeping. The makeup is sparse and the eyebrows are formed into characters. Reflecting the flowers and hiding from the moon, the corridor ascends, and the beaded skirt hangs lightly in pleats.

The emerald curtain forms waves, and the new lotus leaves water. Smoke and willows are rising one after another. Heavy walls surround the courtyard and even more heavy doors. The spring breeze has no way to reach the deep meaning.

Wulingchun [Song Dynasty] Zhang Xian

Autumn dyes the green stream outside the sky, and the wind blows and picks up the water chestnuts. A secret message from a man on the waves. The words are close to the lotus.

Looking at each other, forgetting the way back, the sun is covered with a small lotus. Although there are many water chestnuts, I can't get on the boat. The heart is always on the side of Lang.

Ding Fengbo [Song Dynasty] Zhang Xian

Pull the strips from the plain lotus root without releasing the lotus. The late silkworm will not be able to sleep in its cocoon. If compared to lovesickness, it is like a mess. How different. Both hearts are tied by a secret thread.

For the time being, I still want to return but still hate it. Don’t ask. Whoever believes in love has no chance. It's like the moon outside the Mid-Autumn Festival clouds. Bright and clear. How long will it take to reunite without reunion?

Tie the waist of the skirt [Song Dynasty] Zhang Xian

Xishuang toad shines in the night sky. Hazy shadows, drawn outlines. Human love is like a long love month, counting every year. And you can get it several times round.

I wanted to send a leaf inscription to Xijiang River, but I couldn't find it in front of Wuting. There are new green lotuses in the East Pond, which are still as small as money. Asked when the lotus root and lotus appeared.

Huatangchun [Song Dynasty] Zhang Xian

Outer tide lotus seeds are of varying lengths. Gulls fly in the green areas of Jishan Mountain. The water and sky are rippling and the painting is late. The human figure is moving in the middle.

The peach leaves sing in a shallow voice, and the apricot red and dark clothes are light. The small lotus barrier avoids the slanting sunlight. Get the green shade to return.

Po Zhenzi [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

The west wind sets over the lake, and the sun is setting, and the lotus flowers are all red. The clusters of golden chrysanthemums are full of fine beads, and the petrels leave their nests with light feathers. Love every year.

A glass of fine wine is newly ripe, and countless songs are worth listening to. If we don't get drunk together in front of you, the time will be like the sound of water. The journey has not stopped yet.

Huanxisha [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

There are swallows passing through the double curtains of the small pavilion. Late blooming red patches fall on Tingsha. Qulan's dry shadow enters the cool waves.

For a moment, the wind was blowing, and the green curtain was covered with raindrops. When one wakes up from drinking, he will become more sad.

Huanxisha [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

There are colorful banners in the shade of willows. The fragrance of lotus root persuades you to drink gold. Small words flow into orchestral sounds.

As long as you are drunk and chanting, don’t hate. There is no need to rush back home day and night. Rain strips and tobacco leaves are a sign of favor.

Huanxisha [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

The jade bowl is cold and dripping with dew. The powder melts, the fragrant snow passes through the gauze. The makeup on your face at night is better than lotus flowers.

My temples are about to welcome the full moon, and wine red has just begun to appear on my face. A spring dream. The sun is setting in the west.

Picking mulberry seeds [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

Picking mulberry leaves all over the forest to express my love. When hibiscus blooms. There are still one or two pomegranate branches.

The lotus is about to bloom with golden lotus seeds, and its red clothes are half fallen. Light late rain. When the time comes, Liang Suyan returns.

Yu Jia Ao [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

Lotus leaves and lotus flowers compete with each other. Red, green and tender new makeup. After the rain drained the pond yesterday. Shop brocade. Pedestrians often look back.

Leaning all over Zhulan and staring at it for a long time. The mandarin duck bathing area is wrinkled. Who calls Xie Niang to pour some wine? Dancing sleeves. The banquet advises me to live a long life.

Yu Jia Ao [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

The lotus leaves are still half rolled when they first bloom. The lotus is about to be torn apart but still slightly blooming. These leaves and flowers are so enviable. By the autumn water. The green parasol reflects the red face.

A glass of fine wine is a treat for guests. There is no limit to the love of picking flowers and leaves. It’s a shame that so many people gather and disperse. Frequent wishes. Like flowers and leaves, we meet each other.

Yu Jia Ao [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

The willows are fragrant a hundred steps before the wind. The heart is full of real pearls. It is suspected that Narcissus opened a cave. Interesting makeup. Red buildings and green buildings cover the road toward the sky.

The little duck flew to the crowded place. Can speak in twos and threes. People in the short pavilion want to leave after drinking. Can't keep it. It rains more at dusk.

Fu Nishang [Song Dynasty] Yan Shu

Enjoy autumn. Late lotuses are decorated with round dewdrops. The wind is good and there are several rows of new geese sticking to the cold smoke. The silver spring tunes the crisp pipes, and the Qiong Zhu plucks the clear strings. Holding the wine boat. One by one, we sing the year of peace together.

If you live a hundred years, it is easy to say goodbye and encounter difficulties. On a quiet day, the remaining guests and friends will have a feast. The starry frost makes the temples green, and the wind and dew damage the beauty. Cherish the happiness. Why not get drunk in front of the Jade Lord.

Yu Meiren [Song Dynasty] Chen Yuyi

Yu Jiayin years old, came out from the Spring Palace to guard Huzhou. In the autumn road, there are no lotus flowers left. In the year of Yimao, he came to Suo Tao because of illness and asked to worship in the temple. Bu lived in Qingdun. Traveling three days after the beginning of autumn, before and after the boat, it was like the morning glow reflecting each other, and I couldn't stop looking at it. Write it down in short and long sentences.

The boat rides on the Qiutang Road for three days, and the lotus flowers go there. The sick man had to come to visit because of his illness, and it was worth the gentle rain in the river to wash away the clear autumn.

Last year I always regretted getting the boat late, only to see the empty lotus is full. How can I repay your kindness this year? Flowers are blooming all the way, passing through Qingdun.

Manjianghong, Lotus, Fan Chengda

There is a light thunder outside the willows, a few bursts of rain, and rapid rain. After the thunderstorm, half of the river smells of lotus flowers, and the powder melts into the fragrance. Nong Rui Pan Tiao Chun smiled, and the clothes were wet with splashes of water. Playing in Liangzhou, in the waves of flutes and drums, jumping fish stand.

The mountains are reflected in thousands of clouds, and the boats are like leaves. There are some clear water chestnuts and double peach roots. Forget about the wandering land at the end of the world, respect those who are in front of you and don’t let go of those who are idle and worried. Let the blue tube and the golden wave roll ten feet long, and the long whale sucks it.

Lotus Yang Wanli

Red and white lotuses are blooming in the pond,

Two colors make a boatload of fragrance.

Just like the three thousand women in the Han Dynasty,

half with heavy makeup and half with light makeup.

Withered Lotus Xu Di

Thousands of green lotuses have faded away,

There is nothing to cover the sleeping gulls in the rain.

At that time, the stack of green money was full,

I believed that there was late autumn in the pond.

Two-color lotus chant title Cao Xun

The phoenix marsh is blue, the lotus shadow is bright and clean, and the surface is clear and clear. The plain skin can judge the jade, and the smoky face is blushing in different shades. Taking advantage of the wind and color, looking at the drunken eyes and plum makeup to ask. The light willow tents hang down on the embankment, and the flying dust blocks them all. Lots of green lotuses line the Hengtang warmly. Competing to reflect the fragrant grass bank. The boat is painted without oars, and it is best to watch it from a distance at dawn. It's like making an appointment with mandarin ducks, and more importantly, they are companions of pounding and hoeing. Frequent banquets and feasts, incense arrays, and Yaochi stay late.

Nian Nu Jiao Jiang Kui

A popular couple, I remember that when I came here, I tried to use mandarin ducks as partners. Thirty-six people have not arrived yet, and there are countless people wearing wind clothes. The green leaves are blowing cool, the jade face sells wine, and the wild rice rain is sprinkled. It shakes beautifully, and the cold fragrance flies up to the poem.

At dusk, the pavilions are covered with green roofs, and my lover is gone. Are you struggling to endure the waves? I'm just afraid that my dancing clothes are cold and easy to fall off, and I'm worried about the west wind in Nanpu. The tall willows hang down the shade, and the old fish blows the waves, leaving me to live among the flowers. How many fields are there, how many times we return home across the sand.

Another poem with twin lotuses in the marshes of the county by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

The soul of the baby in the palace dispersed and sank in the blue clouds,

It turned into twin lotuses to express deep hatred.

Thousands of years will not fulfill the wish of reuniting,

A branch of nothing will bring joy.

Crossing the river with clouds and lotus flowers Lu Zugao

The mirror is filled with the fragrance of brocade clouds. There is a towel and a flute on the shore, and a boat is light when you are drunk. Don't worry about your short temples. It's cool at night in the pond and pavilion. You're welcome here. The handle is round and green, leaning against the wind and still graceful.

Relying on the picture rails, I can't help but smile sweetly and have no words to express my feelings.

Yingying. The dew is beautiful and the jade is even, the sun's shadow is red, and the evening makeup is carefree. Still secretly shocked, separated from the world, ashamed to face Chi Ping. I dream of the West Lake every three years, and I am leisurely, with the sound of autumn in the golden well. The ecstasy lasts for a long time, the night is dark and the moon is cold and the wind is clear.

Zhu Lian Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty

Whose family is in Wuling?

The waves are crossing in pairs.

The empty accumulation of heart threads,

has not yet become the element on the machine.

It seems to be the time for the Weaver Girl,

The bitter frost and dew on the autumn night.

Nanxuan Potted Chongtai Lotus Transplantation Pool Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty

The red clouds and red mist give rise to the green house,

The morning glow turns the stamens into vermilion pink light.

The white jade is not full when it enters the mud,

The feather cover reveals the bright eyes.

A stone in the turbid water is full of frogs and turtles,

The pond is as deep as a square bucket.

Pingalk root family can fight freely,

Helium will appear in the middle of the water next year.

Beauty Poppy, Qin Guan, Song Dynasty

Walking on the bank of Hengtang, the misty water is flat in autumn. How many green lotuses are there in the setting sun? Do you know who is holding the hatred against the west wind?

Where did the red boat come from? Rowing and secretly looking at each other. The mandarin ducks were startled and worried. A pair of Liuwai flew away but turned back.

Lotus Qian Weiyan

The water is broad and the rain is rustling,

The wind is swaying slightly.

A beautiful lady is half-faced with shame,

A Chu girl has to slim down her waist.

Don't hate to throw it into the deep pool,

The remaining fragrance will chase the painted radius.

The Chinese stirrups are connected to the mist and evening,

The sun shines together to reflect the rosy clouds.

The tears are seen by the sharks,

The soul needs Song Yuzhao.

Lingbo has not been crossed in the end,

I doubt that the magpie is a bridge.

Bai Lian Wang Yucheng of Song Dynasty

After the third watch last night,

Chang'e fell from the jade hairpin.

Feng Yi didn't dare to accept it,

He held out his blue wave heart.

Liantang, Song Dynasty·Mei Yaochen

Don’t be afraid of the rain in the pond,

The tin leaves cover each other.

Wen Qin suddenly went away in fright,

washing off the waves and rising into the clouds.

Lotus Picking Song Lu You, Song Dynasty

Wu Mei, picking lotus, smiles beautifully,

The small boat breaks through the smoke waves.

If you get two heads, you will get a gift.

The heavy leaf cover is embarrassing to others.

The female companion invites you to pick up green feathers,

It is possible to return to the boat like flying.

I lean on my temples and shield my sleeves from the crowd,

I point to the rain at Shifan Mountain in the distance.

Crying in the Night by Zhang Fan, Song Dynasty

At dawn, I stand idle in the pond,

A lapel of incense.

The jade clouds and pines are outside the wind,

A few branches are cool.

They are like whispers,

irritating.

You won’t know the egret until it flies away,

by the flowers.

Niannujiao Yong Bailian (use Baoyue rhyme, choose one from four) Wu Qian of the Song Dynasty

For the sake of being smeared, Xiang Wanhong comes from the inside, calmly concentrating. Neither powder nor cake can be distinguished, she is just a Lingbo fairy. The Sui Marsh is thickly painted and the Han Pond is as beautiful as Canglang Pu. Clean gulls and clean herons sometimes fly to good places.

I dreamed about the top of Taihua Peak, smiling with the sky, but I didn’t realize the pain of climbing up. The trip on the ten-foot-long lotus root boat is full of sweat, so why worry about living alone? The afternoon drum returns with surprise, but the world is still there, with the sound of music and the rain outside the window. I feel lonely and stand there in sorrow.