1. What are the classic poems describing lotus?
1. Only the green lotus and the red lotus are open and closed in innocence. ——"Giving Lotus Flowers" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Interpretation:
Only the lotus has red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaves are curled and relaxed, and the lotus flowers are open and closed. It is such a contrast. Perfectly natural.
2. This flower and this leaf always complement each other, the green is reduced, the red is faded, and the sadness is killing. ——"Giving Lotus Flowers" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Interpretation:
Lotus flowers and lotus leaves complement each other for a long time. When the lotus leaves fall and the lotus flowers wither, it is so exciting. What a pity.
3. The five-inch lotus leaf is so delicate that it sticks to the waves and does not hinder the movement of the painted boat. ——"Lotus" Qing Dynasty: Shi Tao
Interpretation:
The five-inch lotus leaves hold the delicate lotus, and the lotus leaves are densely attached to the water, but this does not hinder The ripples of the colorful boat.
4. Even in April and May, it can cover the waist of a beautiful woman. ——"Lotus" Qing Dynasty: Shi Tao
Interpretation:
Knowing that the summer wind blows slightly in April and May, the height of these lotus leaves and lotus flowers can still cover the waist of the beauty. .
5. There are hanging willows and lotuses on all sides. I asked where the most flowers are. The sunset and the south bank of the painting building. ——"Huanxisha Lotus" Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Interpretation:
Weeping willows surround ten miles of fragrant lotus. May I ask where there are the most lotus flowers? On the south bank of the painting building, the sun sets in the west.
6. The evening breeze cools the heat, and the small pond is clear of flowers. Leaning alone on the bed, I wake up from wine. It wanders around, sometimes there is fragrance blowing, clouds and algae are chaotic, and fish swim under the leaves. ——"Dong Xian Song·Lotus" Song Dynasty: Liu Guangzu
Interpretation:
The evening breeze has eliminated the heat of the day, and the lotus leaves stand quietly in the small pond. I woke up from bed after drinking and took a walk by the pond alone. The breeze keeps blowing the fragrance of lotus leaves, the water plants are swaying, and you can see the fish swimming under the lotus leaves.
7. The dew cover is held in the air, no ice is visible, and the makeup of Xiaoluan mirror is melancholy. When the moon is cool in the late night, the moon is pale and the flowers are low, I feel sleepy and sleepy, and I want to save it. It should be remembered that when I was leaning against the stream, I thought about thousands of hectares of red in the south of the Yangtze River. ——"Dong Xian Song·Lotus" Song Dynasty: Liu Guangzu
Interpretation:
In front of me, the lotus stalk is holding its leaves empty, and the pure and pure lotus is hard to see. I am sad, the lotus looks like this, how can I put on makeup and look in the mirror to look at my face tomorrow morning. In the dead of night, the moon passes through the cool air. The moonlight is pale and the flowers hang low, like a desolate and phantom dream. Who can understand this situation, and who can sympathize with it? You should also remember the scene of standing on the railing near the river and looking out at the thousands of hectares of lake south of the Yangtze River, all covered in the rich red of lotus flowers.
8. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——"Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
Interpretation:
The dense layers of lotus leaves spread out, connecting with the blue sky, an endless expanse of verdant green The graceful lotus buds are in full bloom, looking particularly bright and red under the sunlight.
9. The lotus blossoms are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water. ——"Ode to the Lotus of One Heart" Sui Dynasty: Du Gongzhan
Interpretation:
The bright and bright lotus represents auspiciousness, standing gracefully in the water.
10. A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends. ——"Hibiscus of the Same Heart" Sui Dynasty: Du Gongzhan
Interpretation:
One flower stem brings out the emerald green color, and two flowers use one bright red. 2. Request: Classic and ancient sayings about lotus
Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields with lotus leaves.
Among the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north. Lotus Picking Song by Wang Changling The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming to both sides of the face.
He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming. At dawn, Jingci sends Lin Zifang off. Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao. The fragrance of red lotus roots lingers in the jade mat. In autumn, I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Lotus Qing. Shi Tao. The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate and delicate. It sticks to the waves and does not hinder the movement of the boat. When the wind blows in April and May, it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman. "The Love of Lotus" by Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty There are many lovely flowers among water and land vegetation.
Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty only loved chrysanthemums. Since the Li and Tang Dynasties, people have loved peonies very much. I only love the lotus that emerges from the mud but is not stained, washes the clear ripples without being evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches, can be viewed from a distance but not played with. Dressed in red and fresh.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus roots with heads above. Ode to Lotus ~ Southern Dynasty·Liang·Shen Yue The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the light dew touches the red house.
The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red.
◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Liang Liu Xiaowei of the Southern Dynasties. The golden oar magnolia boat is used to pick lotuses from the south of the Yangtze River.
The lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and the lotus leaves fill the river. The house is easy to hold, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are lightly brushed. ◇If you break the lotus, you will get a gift~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, and loved the fresh red lotus.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not round. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky.
There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair. ◇Lotus~Li Shangyin They are all colorless, but they are so fragrant.
Yao mats are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late. When I return to my quilt, the lamp shines on my clothes, and when I cross my socks, they are soaked in water.
I envision farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in dreams after separation. Lotus ~ Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to meet the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white apples.
It should be the stockings on the waves of Luo Shen, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. After leaving Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang off in the evening ~ Yang Wanli After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Hibiscus on Qian's Pond~Wen Zhengming In September, flowers in the south of the Yangtze River come to an end, and hibiscus lingers in Zhongzhou.
The beauty smiles across the water, and the setting sun still brings sadness. The dew washes the jade plate and the golden palace is cold, and the wind blows the golden city in autumn.
It is useless to look at each other in old age, there is a kind of tranquility in the pond. A Cut of Plum ~ Northern Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao In the autumn, the fragrant red lotus roots remain in the jade mat. I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Su Muzhe~Northern Song Dynasty·Zhou Bangyan Burns agarwood to relieve the heat. Birds call their eyes, invading the dawn and peeking into the eaves.
On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain dries, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by one. My hometown is far away, when will I go? He lives in Wumen and has been traveling in Chang'an for a long time.
Do you remember each other in May? In a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu. Lotus Pond~Ming Dynasty·Huang Qiong Dongjia Pond in the vast desert, with green trees shading towards the inlet.
The fragrance of brocade is endless for ten miles, and the west wind and the bright moon return with songs. Lotus Picking Song ~ Li Yaru The lotus root fields are spread out next to the lake, and the flowers are faintly connected.
Three or five small boats are about to go, singing loudly and picking lotus flowers. Furong~Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty I pity the few red and pink marks the most, the small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water.
Looking at myself in shock and pity, Xishi originally lived in Zhuluo Village. Thoughts on Ou Township~Modern · Leisure Essay Farewell to the ancient town of Anyi at dawn, boating on the water in Ou Township; the willows on the banks dye the clear stream, and the fragrance of lotus fills the golden autumn.
Being in a foreign land hurts poverty and chaos, but returning to my hometown is full of joy and scenery; people with good political skills and rich people are born, and the hibiscus fairy is happy to come and visit. In summer, the South Pavilion is full of emotions ~Meng Haoran. The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Enjoy the evening coolness by spreading out the air, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space. The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
I want to play the piano, but I hate the ignorance of the music. Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of dreaming in the middle of the night.
Untitled·Qi~Li Shangyin A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
Nanxiangzi·Li Xun Riding on a colorful boat, crossing the lotus pond, singing songs awoke the sleeping mandarin ducks. Wandering girls snuggled up with fragrance and laughed, vying to be slim and graceful, and carefully folding their lotuses to cover up the evening sunshine.
Huanxisha · Li Jing The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the westerly wind is worrying among the blue waves. Still haggard and haggard with the time, unbearable to look at.
The drizzle dreamed back to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. How many tears of infinite hatred, leaning on the railing.
How about Sidixiang·Sun Guangxian? More lingering feelings! A shy moth gathers under the everlasting water curtain. Six pictures of skirts on the ground trace the blue waves slightly.
See the rain and heavy rain all over the ground. 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.
The fragrance of lotus flowers fills the Lianyun Pavilion, and the clear sound from the pavilion is heard under the eaves. Don't let the dust stain people's clothes, and dream about flying in the air.
Picking Mulberry·Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful after the lotus blooms. When the wine comes, there is no need for flags, but red banners and green covers in front and behind. The painting boat was pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance was golden, the mist and rain were gentle, and I returned drunk with music and songs.
Linjiang Immortal·Ouyang Xiu It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, and the sound of raindrops and broken lotuses is heard. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky.
Where you lean against the railing, you can expect the moon to shine. Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains.
The cool waves do not move and the lines of the mat are flat. There are two pillows of water and essence, with a fallen hairpin beside them.
Licorice seed·Liu Yong At dusk in autumn, lotuses are scattered randomly, and pearls rain down. After the rain, the moon shines brightly, and it becomes 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, he recited the words of Fenlang. 3. Famous verses about lotus
(1) Book of Songs? Bin Feng? "July" contains the poem "Fire flows in July, and clothes are given in September. With my wife, we are in love with each other in the south." . Shi Yu was a contemporary of Confucius. He was a great official of the Wei State and a famous historian. Shi Yu was an upright man and could not bear to see the ugly phenomena in the court, which was in line with his historian.
The lotus is also called the lotus
(2) "When the lotus blooms side by side, good things will come naturally", read the poem about the lotus
(3) On the Silk Road, many poets left behind Among the poems praising the desert frontier, Cen Shen is the most famous. . Verses such as "Beauty dances like a lotus whirling, the world has never seen it. ... Huiyi's sleeves turn like flying snow, spreading to the left and right to create a whirlwind" ("Tian Shijun's Beauty is Like a Lotus Spinning to the North") and other poems vividly describe the various aspects of the frontier. ethnic people.
(4) The poem "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" by Yang Wanli, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty: "The lotus leaves connecting to the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red."
(5) Li Shangyin, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, also wrote a poem praising the lotus: The flowers and leaves in the world are incompatible with each other, and the flowers are in golden pots and the leaves are dust. Only the green lotus and the red lotus are open and closed, and they are innocent. This flower is here. The leaves often complement each other.
(6)) The poem describing the spring and summer scenery of Langya Mountain in "The Drunkard's Pavilion" is "The wild fields are fragrant and fragrant, and the beautiful trees are beautiful and dense.
( 7) The lotus is often used to praise love. Among all poems, there are many expressions of sorrow and sorrow. Among them, I am particularly fond of the famous poem: "I know that my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the river at the head of the river." . A water lotus is as shy as the autumn wind...
(8) Sometimes I occasionally see fish jumping deep in the lotus, which reminds me of the fresh and beautiful verses in the Yuefu folk songs of the Han Dynasty: "Jiangnan" You can pick lotus leaves. Fish play with lotus leaves. Walking gently beside the lotus pond, you are a real stroller. Next to you are the weeping willows dancing in the wind. In the pond, you can hear the faint sound of frogs chirping. Just come and go.
(9) In "Li Sao", he wrote: "The lotus flowers are used as clothes, and the hibiscus is collected as clothes; I don't know that they are already gone, but I still love them and believe in them." "In the poem, Qu Yuan's ambitions are not only related to Nao. "The jade is bright in the fire, and the fragrant lotus is in the mud." ” 4. Ancient poems describing lotus
Li Shangyin: One of the two untitled poems comes as empty words and disappears, the moon slants upstairs at five o’clock.
Dreams are far away and difficult to call out. , the book has been turned into ink. The wax illuminates the half-cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hates that Pengshan is far away. Li Shangyin: Untitled 2. Second, a rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside the Furong Pond.
The golden toad gnawed on the lock and burned incense, and the jade tiger pulled the silk and returned to the well. King Cai of Wei.
In the heart of spring, flowers bloom, and every inch of love grows. p> The life of a goddess is just a dream, and my sister-in-law has no husband. I don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak. Who can teach me how to be fragrant in the moonlight? The jade steps are filled with white dew, which has invaded my stockings for a long time. But under the crystal curtain, I look at the autumn moon.
Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river and played with the red flowers. The beads are rippling and not round.
The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give them to you in the distant sky. Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotuses blooming.
People look at the lake and return to the Yue Wang family without waiting for the moon.
The Yue girl made a osmanthus boat and used the osmanthus as a thorn. The water on the lake was so vast that the clear river could not be crossed.
Do not pick the hibiscus leaves. I will ask my husband how the color is like my concubine. >
The white lotus in Donglin Temple is located in the north pond of Juyi Donglin. The water is clear and clear at the bottom. There are three hundred white hibiscus stems growing in the middle.
The water is bright and fragrant in the clear sky. The silver bag of the fragrance is broken, and the jade plate is poured with dew.
I am ashamed of the dust in my eyes. I know that the red lotus has a pure name.
The summer calyx has not been applied. After a rest, the Qiufang knot was completed. In the middle of the night, the monks were sleeping and walked around the pond alone.
I wanted to collect a seed and send it back to Chang'an City, but I was afraid that the seed would not grow in the world. p>
The Tangbai lotus planted in Jingzhao Prefecture easily collects turbid water in dirty ditches, and there are fields of leaves on the water.
There is green mud underneath, and the fragrance is no longer intact. There is red dust underneath, and the color is not bright.
The nature of things is the same, and the people and things are the same. It is better to be abandoned than to support the roots.
In the past, the flowers were in the stream. The leaves are beautiful and clear. In front of the haggard mansion this year, there are green lotuses covering the green water in Qingyangdu and Yuefu. There are red lotus roots underneath and lotus flowers above. >
In the poem "Hibiscus of the Southern Dynasties", Liang Chenyue shakes the purple leaves in the breeze, and the gentle dew blows in the red house. The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red.
Collecting Lotus, Liang Wu Jun, Southern Dynasty. The brocade belt is decorated with mixed flowers, and the robe hangs over the green river. Asked where he was going now, he went out to collect lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River.
Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish. I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom.
Xia Ge Southern Dynasties, Liang Xiao Yan Lotus blossoms bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover the clear water. The color is the same and the heart is the same; the lotus roots are different but the heart is the same.
Poems about Lotuses by Jiang Hong There are tiny grasses in Zepi, which can bloom and bear fruit. The green leaves like to turn in the wind, and the red leaves like to shine in the sun.
I moved to Yuchi, and my roots were not lost. How to interact with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying fluffy.
A solitary stem attracts green, and two shadows create dividends.
The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances around the clothes. The name Lotus can be recited naturally, and the two minds are the same.
Lotus Picking Song by Yin Yingtong, Sui Dynasty There are countless companions in the boat, and they unmoor each other to encourage each other. There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.
The floating ducks are moving in chaos, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus. Lotus roots are tied together in strands, and lotus leaves are held in cups.
A Lotus in the Autumn Pond by Hong Zhigong, Sui Dynasty. At the autumn solstice, everything is empty, and the waves are red. You can get what you have by relying on your roots. If you don't agree, you can follow the wind.
Ancient Style (Twenty-six) Tang Dynasty Li Bai The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves gather green smoke.
Who can pass on the beauty and beauty? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year. The roots have not been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Fragrance is overflowing from one leaf, and the ripples of light reflect the setting sun.
Looking at the shadow in the wind is lonely and painful, the waves are shining at dusk (Author: powershield) Tang poetry Li Bai: Song of the four o'clock in the night: Spring song The Luofu girl in Qin land, picking mulberries by the green water. On the green strips on the bare hands, the red makeup is fresh in the day.
The silkworms are hungry and the concubine wants to go, but the five horses cannot stay. Li Bai: Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight: Song of Summer. Three hundred miles away from the Mirror Lake, there are lotus blossoms.
In May, Xishi is picked, and people look at it like a narrow path. Return to the boat without waiting for the moon, return to Yue Wang's house.
Du Xunhe: Romance in the Palace of Love I have long been mistaken by Chanjuan, and I look at the mirror in a daze when I want to put on makeup. Accepting grace is not about appearance, teaching a concubine is like appearance.
The wind is warm and the sound of birds is broken, and the sun is high and the shadows of flowers are heavy. Women cross the stream every year and remember each other picking hibiscus.
Li Shangyin: One of two untitled poems. They come as empty words and disappear without a trace. The moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs. The dream is so far away that it is difficult to recall it, and the book is hastily turned into ink.
The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus. Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being far away, and even more so because he was separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan.
Li Shangyin: Untitled Poem No. 2 A rustling east wind and drizzle came, and there was light thunder outside Furong Pond. The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
Li Shangyin: Untitled No. 2 The heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender. The life of a goddess was just a dream, and the life of my sister-in-law was originally a dream.
If you don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak in the storm, who will teach you the fragrance of osmanthus leaves in Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. Li Bai: Resentment on the Jade Steps White dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time at night.
But under the crystal curtain, look at the autumn moon exquisitely. If you break the lotus, you will get a gift. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not round. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky.
There is no reason to miss lovesickness, and look forward to the cool breeze in despair. Midnight Wu Song (Part 2) Li Bai, Tang Dynasty Three hundred miles away from Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms.
Pure Xi Shi in May. People think it is narrow.
Returning to the boat without waiting for the moon, he returned to the Yue Wang family. Yue Nv Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty The Yue Nv made a Gui boat and used the Gui as a tack.
The water on the lake is vast and the Qingjiang River cannot be crossed. Pick hibiscus flowers, not hibiscus leaves.
When he returned, he asked his husband how he looked like his concubine. White Lotus at Donglin Temple Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi The water in Beitang of Donglin Temple is so clear that you can see the bottom.
There are white hibiscus growing in the middle and three hundred stems of lotus. It shines brightly in the daytime, and the clear breeze spreads the fragrance.
The silver bag of fragrance leaks is broken, and the jade plate of dew leaks overturns. I am ashamed of the dirt in my eyes, and the beauty of the wind is Qiong Yaoying.
I know that the red lotus flower has the name of purity in vain. The application of calyx has not stopped in the summer, and the knot is formed in the autumn.
Late at night, all the monks were sleeping and walked around the pond alone. I want to collect a piece and send it back to Chang'an City.
But I am afraid that if I go out of the mountains, my seeds will not grow in the world. Lotus Planting in Jingzhao Prefecture, Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi. Dirty ditches store turbid water, and there are fields of leaves on the water.
I sighed and realized it was Dongxilian. There is green sludge underneath, and the fragrance cannot be restored.
There is red dust underneath, and the color is not bright. The nature of things is like this, and so is the nature of people.
It is better to be abandoned than to root for something that is not its proper place. I used to spend the day in the stream, the flowers and leaves were beautiful and clear.
This year I have no land, in front of the Haggard Mansion. Qingyang Ferry, Jin, Yuefu. Green lotuses cover the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with red flowers.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus roots with heads above. Chanting Hibiscus. 5. Famous quotes about lotus
Farewell to Lin Zifang at dawn at Jingci Temple" After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Presented to Liu Jingwen and Su Shi. The lotuses are gone and there is no rain cover. The chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches. You must remember that the best time of the year is the most orange-yellow-orange-green time. Lotus Qing. Shi Tao. The five-inch lotus leaves are delicate and delicate. They stick to the waves and do not hinder the movement of the painting. When the wind blows in April and May, they can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman. The lotus by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty has no color to compare with, but it has no fragrance. Yao banquets are set up to enjoy the coolness, and golden restraints are left late. When I return to my quilt, the lamp shines on my clothes, and when I cross my socks, they are soaked in water. I anticipate farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in my dreams after separation.
Lotus, Tang Dynasty, Han Xie. The fan is green and the sachet is red. The immersion is due to re-exposure, and the violence is the autumn wind. No one sings the tune, the autumn pond is empty every night. He Yao saw Zhou Fang and moved into the painting screen. Lotus, Song Dynasty, Lu You. The wind and dew are green and the water is cool. The boat rotates and enjoys the fragrance. I still dislike the green cover and red makeup sentence, let alone the words of people like Liu Lang! Lotus Lu You, Song Dynasty When the autumn dew in Nanpu is cold, the withered red patches are already miserable. If the teaching aids are viewed with high eyes, it will seem even more strange when it is broken by the wind, frost and withered. Lotus, Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi. The wind and dew embrace the Sichuan hills, and the sky is so charming. How can I know it? This is a thing that transcends the future, so you should be regarded as Xi Shi. Lotus, Song Dynasty, White Jade Chan. The lotus flowers are cut by paddling on the small bridge, and the west wind on both sides of the bank is haloed by the sunset. It seems like the first banquet in Yaochi, with Wanfei's face glowing with drunkenness. Lotus, Song Dynasty, Cao Yanyue wrote thousands of red leaves all over the steps. It cannot be tasteless but the book is empty. The crimson silk is peeled off to remove all the red and crisp bulges, and the cold wind is applied to the fringe. Lotus by Du Yan of the Song Dynasty The hibiscus slants delicately in the water, white, white, and red. Recently, new flowers have appeared, and one branch can hold two kinds of flowers. 6. Famous quotes about lotuses
The earliest poetry collection in my country, "The Book of Songs·Zheng Feng", writes: "There are lotus flowers in the sky."
The Southern Dynasty's "Xizhou Song" wrote: "When I am picking lotuses in Nantang in autumn, the lotus flowers exceed people's heads; I lower my head to pick the lotus seeds, and the lotus seeds are as clear as water."
Li, the famous poet and central leader of the Southern Tang Dynasty Jing wrote in "Huanxi Sand": "The fragrance of lotus leaves sells the green leaves, and the west wind stirs up the green waves."
Yang Wanli, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, once wrote a poem: "After all, in June, the scenery of the West Lake is beautiful. It is different from the four seasons; the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are uniquely red in the sun. "The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it."
A great scholar and Neo-Confucian scholar in the Song Dynasty. The founder Zhou Dunyi wrote in "The Theory of Loving the Lotus": "I love the lotus when it comes out of the mud, its surface is not stained, its surface is clear and ripples are clear, but it is not demonic, its middle is straight to the outside, it has no vines or branches, its fragrance is far away and clear, and the pavilion is pure and clear. You can watch it from a distance but don’t play with it!” "The lotus is the gentleman of flowers. ...Who can share the love of the lotus?"
Li Qingzhao, a famous female poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in "A Cut of Plum": "The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat of autumn, Take off your clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. ”
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1. Write about the Lotus
Because of the clear water in the bay, I started to write about lotus.
On the waterfront, the lotuses are as tall as a canopy. A green leaf spreads out calmly, rising slowly from the water. The water is both above and below the lotus leaf. When the lotus surges, the water surges. From the edge of the pool to the middle of the river.
Then I thought of an umbrella, holding it up to the sky. Bundles of sunshine were collected under the umbrella. There was no wind or rain, and the lotus looked extraordinarily remote and bright. My eyes are stepping on a lotus leaf, inch by inch, and I see that the small lotus pond is endlessly open.
The lotus is a gentleman in the water, emerging from the mud but not stained by fine dust. Painting lotus is a kind of artistic conception; singing lotus is also a kind of artistic conception; writing lotus is still a kind of artistic conception. On the calm surface of the pool, the lotus leaf slowly rises like a water bird with its wings spread, and like a small boat crossing the water. The sunshine is just a piece of golden fallen leaves, gently rubbing against the lotus, and then blown away by a gust of wind, disappearing into the vast darkness.
Looking at the lotus in the rain is like placing yourself flat on the water. The drizzle kisses the green lotus leaves. A kind of charming music melts you into the lotus leaves. When you shake, the lotus also shakes. When you touch it, there will be a kind of charm, biting you gently and pecking you carefully. Rainwater accumulates in the heart of the lotus and pours into the water leaf by leaf. The quiet lotus captures a fresh sense of movement. A drop of crystal water hangs in the heart of the lotus and hangs in the corner of your eyes. After the rain, a rainbow stretched across the lotus pond, and the water droplets gathered in the heart of the lotus rolled brightly and trembled, like a small oil lamp lighting up from the lotus leaf.
In summer, the lotus becomes infinitely dense. The entire lotus pond is like a piece of green land, disappearing layer by layer, connecting the lotus ponds into a whole, with occasionally a branch of red lotus. He jumped out of the water and let go of the petals in a swaggering way. The yellow stamens are exposed, and the budding lotus is hidden under the leaves. It is difficult for people to see it, as if it is shy. It grows upwards and reaches the lotus leaves. The flower buds slowly grow bigger, as if they are about to expand. . A dragonfly flew in, landed on the flower buds, and stopped motionless. The lotuses in summer are shallow and deep, like a state. Looking around, there is an infinite space. ?
As night falls, a wisp of breeze blows up from the fresh lotus pond, blowing gently. There is a coolness that spreads along the lotus leaves in circles, and the moonlight is very light, moving from the lotus. In the lotus pond under the moon, there is a hazy feeling that makes people feel enlightened. A lotus flower seems to be blooming in a dream. The petals, leaf by leaf, squeeze out the thick darkness, as if drawn out of the mud. With the frog drum, the lotus pond becomes noisy, and those who explore the lotus feel like a lotus leaf floating lightly on the water. Under the moonlight, the lotus leaf is still crisp and clear. The lotus green is as green as water and is like a pool of fragile emerald. On a moonless night, a wisp of fragrance rises from the lotus and sticks to the sleeves, which cannot be wiped off. The lotus is deeply lyrical in the quiet night, and is an exquisite embellishment in the quiet pastoral years. It's daybreak, and the flowers are getting brighter one by one.
When the lotus seeds are ripe, a narrow boat cuts through the lotus pond and sails into the depths. The lotus-picking girl's lotus-root-like hands are like a fish, swimming among the green lotus leaves. Blue water, green leaves, red flowers, and white hands have all become the theme of the summer lotus pond, which has a kind of beauty, borrowing the lotus as a kind of sustenance, and living in the lotus as a kind of destination.
So I wrote the lotus at my desk, and the lotus on the paper gradually woke up.
There was a gentle swaying.
Zhou Dunyi's "Shuo on Love of the Lotus" is full of the most classic line of chanting the lotus: coming out of the mud but not stained, washing the clear ripples without being evil
Lotus Picking Song [Tang Dynasty ]Wang Changling
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color,
The hibiscus is slit to both sides of the face.
He entered the pool without being able to see him.
Hearing the song, he realized that someone was coming. 8. Poems describing lotus
Above the twists and turns of the lotus pond, you can see fields of leaves. The leaves are high out of the water, like the skirts of a graceful dancer. Among the layers of leaves, white flowers are dotted here and there, some are blooming gracefully, some are holding their petals shyly; just like individual bright pearls, or stars in the blue sky, and some are like stars in the blue sky. Like a beauty just out of the bath. The breeze passed by, bringing wisps of fragrance, like the faint singing from a tall building in the distance. At that time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, which immediately spread across the lotus pond. The leaves were densely packed side by side, and there seemed to be a ripple of solid blue. Under the leaves are veins of running water, which are covered and some colors cannot be seen; but the leaves are even more beautiful.
The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly flowing on this leaf and flower. Thin green mist floats in the lotus pond. The leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; they are also like a dream wrapped in a veil. Although it was a full moon, there was a thin layer of clouds in the sky, so it couldn't shine brightly; but I thought this was just the right thing - a sound sleep is essential, but a nap also has its own flavor. The moonlight shines through the trees, and the dense shrubs high up cast jagged and mottled black shadows, as steep as ghosts; the sparse shadows of the curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform; but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, like the famous music played by the Fanwu (ē)ling (English transliteration of violin).
From Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond"