Ode to White Lotus (Part 2) Pi Rixiu of the Tang Dynasty

Smell carefully and look deeply at the dark heart, and I have no intention of loving Hongfang from now on.

When I come here, I will only stay with Qiong as a guest, and I will plant the seeds in Yutang.

Looking toward the sun, the water is dripping, and the snow is fragrant with the wind.

Wu Wang’s beauty is as bright as Xi Shi’s plain makeup. Lotus Tang·Tang Yanqian

The new lotus reflects Duopu and reaches the east of the green pond.

The still shadow shakes the moon, and the cold fragrance reflects the water wind.

The gold dust falls off the pistil, and the jade dew washes away the remaining red.

Looking at Yu Fangshao, no one asked. Solitary Hibiscus by Wang Zhenbai of the Tang Dynasty

The clear dawn mirror in Fangtang shines alone on the jade face in autumn.

The beetroot and the beetle are not in harmony with each other, and the apples and apples are in vain.

The sun is setting but the shadow is still there, and the wind is strong and the head is bowed.

What kind of things are you envious of? We both wander together.

Bodhisattva Man, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Chen Yuyi

Nanxuan faces Furongpu, where the wind, the moon, and the rain are good.

When there is less red and more green, the scenery in front of the curtain is wonderful.

The rope bed is made of ebony, and the sun is full of fragrance.

Wake up a new story and be the master of flowers. Bu Suanzi, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji

Beautifully dressed in red and pink, with green cover to keep out the wind and rain.

It is the coolest month of June in the human world, and the moon is in Yangpu.

The roots of the lotus root are long, and the lotus in the flower is painful.

Just because there is a lot of sorrow in romance, it is more suitable for beautiful women. Nanxiangzi Li Xuan

Ride on a colorful boat and cross the lotus pond,

Singing songs startle the sleeping mandarin ducks.

The wandering girls brought flowers to cuddle up with and laughed,

competing with each other for their beauty, they even folded lotuses to cover up the evening sunshine.

Gaohe Tang·Yuanzhen

More than a hundred lotus roots were planted, and Gaohe only had four leaves.

The fan of green clouds is shining, and the green jade stacks are stacked together.

The pavilions and pavilions lift themselves up, and the tripods and cauldrons are difficult to hide.

If you don’t learn from Shui Quan, you will grow up to be stubborn. Lotus by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

They are all colorless, but they have no fragrance.

The Yao banquet is set up to enjoy the coolness, and the golden restraints are set 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. Drunken Peach Garden, Furong, Song Dynasty·Wu Wenying

The youthful flower sisters are not at the same time. Desolation comes later.

It is most suitable to wear colorful makeup near water. The wind blows the embroidery ripples.

Shocked by the past, I asked my long eyebrows. The moonlight brings fairy dreams back.

People who lean on the railing feel fat in autumn. People don’t know about flowers.

Five Rhythms, Lotus, Qing Dynasty·Nalan Xingde

Fish play with leaves in the fields, and ducks fly and sing to pick lotus.

White jade petals, red threads and colorful paper.

When you come out of the bathing pavilion, you will be graceful and graceful every step of the way.

Beautiful women are sympathetic to each other, and often embroider the edges of pillows. Qiulian Yuan·Liu Yin

The thin shadow is embarrassed, the light fragrance is faint, and who wants to pass through.

It is unbearable that the sales are declining, and even more so in the cold moon of Jiang Qing.

I want to spend the whole night in Qingfang, but I don’t know that the white dew has already turned into autumn wind.

The aging eye is still there, don’t let the boat go and the wine will be empty. Bu Suanzi Yong Lian Qing·Wu Xiao

Who grows white lotus? Autumn is the time when flowers bloom.

Tao Lingteng was so drunk that he wanted to go home. Lushan Road is filled with fragrance.

Don’t laugh out loud. The pure heart is still like this.

A glass photo studio shadow sky. Always live in the wave.

Ode to the Tongxin Lotus by Prince Zhaoming

Where the lotus is collected in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a view of the base of the sun.

Kang and other connected trees all have purple stem ends.

The two have the same root and grass, but the two are different and sing the luan alone.

Using this instead of day lilies will surely make people happy when they are sad. Planted by Cao Changpenchi, the seventh brother of Fenghe Qian. Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

I have turned over the lotus in Jiangpu and am here in this life.

When the wild rice leaves grow long and the fragrant roots recover, who will migrate?

The dew and the culvert are both fresh and green, leaning against each other in the wind.

But as long as the owner knows, who can say that the pot is full. Titled White Lotus by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The plain room contains dew and fresh jade crowns, and the blue leaves are rounded by the wind.

Originally, the lotus root was offered by Wuzhou, but now it is the parasitic lotus in Yishui.

It has moved its roots three thousand miles here and has been bearing fruit for six or seven years now.

Not only are there old flowers in the pond, but you also ride on an old flower-picking boat.

The water plants in the small courtyard lead to poetry Qian Wei

Hongran is a can of water, which is connected with the pond below.

There are eight or nine branches of green wild rice and four or five leaves of round lotus.

When the fragrant wind arrives, I look forward to the ambition and comfort.

You can pick hibiscus and cross the Yangtze River. Nanxuan Pot Planting Chongtai Lotus Transplantation Pool Song Dynasty·Mei Yaochen

The red clouds and red mist create a green house, and the morning glow turns the stamens into vermilion pink light.

The white jade is not full of mud, and the feather cover reveals the bright eyes.

A stone in the turbid water is full of frogs and turtles, and a five-foot-long pond is dug like a square bucket.

Pingalk root family will be able to fight freely, and the lotus root will appear in the middle of the water next year. Fang Lian Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty

The lotus is cooked both front and back, so it is not necessary to eat them all together.

The meat is tender, like mountain bee seeds, and the edges are deep like horse hooves.

The pistil is still there. The deep green reflects the low lotus.

It is as crisp and beautiful as freshly picked, and the roots are still muddy.

Lotus Picking Song Lu You of the Song Dynasty

Wu Mei smiled sweetly while picking lotus, and the boat lit up the mist.

The double heads are folded and there is a gift, but the heavy leaf cover is embarrassing.

The female companion invites you to pick up green feathers, and you will return home as if they are flying.

I lean on my temples and shield my sleeves from the crowd, pointing to the rain at Shifan Mountain from afar. Furong Song Yuan·Sadu La

Qiujiang is so dim that it whips Rongfang, and Qiujiang's daughter will have her heart broken.

The crimson robe protects the warm clouds in spring, and the green sleeves welcome the cool breeze at dusk.

The carp blows in the waves, the waves in the river are white, and the frost falls in the cave and leaves fly away.

Where are the lotus collectors who go boating, cherishing the beautiful color of hibiscus. Lotus Picking Song Southern Dynasties·Liang·Xiao Gang

The evening sun shines on the sky, and picking lotus bears the evening light.

The difficulty of the lake rises when the wind rises, and the lotuses are abundant but not scarce.

The hibiscus falls, the boat moves and the egrets fly.

The lotus silk wraps around the wrist, and the water chestnut holds the clothes far away.

Collecting lotus, Liang Dynasty and Wu Jun in the Southern Dynasty

The brocade belts are decorated with mixed flowers, and the robes hang down the green river.

I asked you where you are going now. I went out to pick lotus flowers from the south of the Yangtze River.

Three thousand miles west of Liaoning, there is no reason to send my wish.

May you return soon and enjoy the fresh lotus flowers. Lotus Picking Song Southern Dynasties·Liang·Liu Xiaowei

Golden oar magnolia boat, a play on picking lotus 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 get, and the handle is curved.

When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are brushed. I was able to cross the river to pick hibiscus. The ancestors and grandchildren of Liang Dynasty in the Southern Dynasty ascended.

The floating light fills the river and rises, and the hibiscus bears the falling light.

When people come, they can see the shadows of flowers in the room, and the fragrance of lotus can be felt through their clothes.

The Guizhou boat is light and uncertain, and the Lingge song is longer.

Cai Cai said goodbye and had no time to make clothes.

Ode to the Hibiscus of the Same Heart by Du Gongzhan of the Sui Dynasty

The lotuses are shining brightly, and the pavilions emerge from the water.

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 remembered 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 untie the rope to urge each other.

There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be worn freely.

The floating ducks are moving in chaos, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus.

The lotus roots are tied together in strands, and the lotus leaves are held in a cup. If you break the lotus, you will get a gift. Li Bai, Tang Dynasty

Wade in the river to play in the autumn water, loving the fresh red lotus.

Climb the lotus and play with the beads, but the ripples will not be 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.

The Yue Nv Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty

The Yue Nv made a osmanthus boat and used osmanthus as a bow.

The water on the lake is vast and the Qingjiang River cannot be crossed.

Pick hibiscus flowers, not hibiscus leaves.

When he returned home, he asked his husband how he looked like his concubine. Ancient meaning: Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

The jade well lotus at the top of Taihua Peak blooms like a boat.

It is colder than snow and frost is sweeter than honey, and a piece of the entrance is cured of the disease.

What I want is not afraid of being far away. There is no way on the green wall and it is difficult to meet the fate.

Ande picked the fruits on a long ladder and planted the seeds of the Qize Ze root. Ancient lotus picking Yuan·Wu Qiuyan

The wet wind blew the cold fragrance of peanuts, Feng Yiwei danced in ice silk clothes,

The pink gold floated on the evening pond.

Floating on the orchid boat, drumming with osmanthus and guava, singing and plucking lotuses, sending my hair for you: I will come back late to see the bright moon.

Looking at the Lotus Pond by Liu Jian, Tang Dynasty

The new autumn lotuses are full of red blossoms, and the county is full of fragrance in the evening wind.

Thousands of water patterns spread out, and an embroidery has just been completed.

The lotus-picking girl dispersed to Wu Gequan, and the green-gathering man returned to Chu Yuqing.

The shepherd boy plays the piccolo on the far bank, and the cattle walk deep in the polygonum flowers. New Lotus Comes Out of the Water Yue Ke, Song Dynasty

Blue birds come to Yaochi on the seventh day, and green luan dances in the jade mirror.

The dawn dew is shining brightly, and the evening wind is blowing and the snow-covered clothes are cold.

From now on, ten feet of flowers bloom, and Taihua Peak becomes more fragrant. Hibiscus in Sanyi Pond, Sadura, Yuan Dynasty

Twelve rolls of spotted curtains are light green, with autumn water and hibiscus separated by a painted fence.

The colorful fan shakes the wind and clouds, revealing the shadows, and the brocade robe touches the moon and the wine makes it cold.

The wandering souls remain in Jiangpu on their green sleeves, and the red clouds on the cactus wet the dew plate.

I'm just afraid that the frost will come early in Huainan, and I will watch the purple sarong candle late at night.

Twin-pedicle lotus, Ming Dynasty, Shen Zhou

The fresh green dew of Yexi River is charming, with two sides of red makeup leaning on one branch.

The souls of water and moon make a wish together, and the wind and flowers are in love with each other.

The Zhao family's sister is getting up from her spring sleep, and the Yang family's aunts are taking their evening bath.

Today Liulang is completely haggard, and he still writes a heartbreaking poem for him. Lianshi Jin·Zhang Hu

The concubine Shui took out the cyanotic bead sac and was delighted to taste it on the jade bamboo shoots carved plate.

The skin is white and tender with fresh lotus root, and the heart is clear, especially with the fragrance of little lotus.

The remaining kingfishers have zero precious feathers, and they fly away to reveal the honeycombs of wasps.

It is ridiculous to have a tired stomach, but this body wants to be in Laojiang Township. Pot Pond by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Mo Dao Pond Pond could not be built, but the lotus root shoots were already planted.

From now on, Mr. Yu must remember to come and listen to the rustle of leaves.

The light in the pool and the shadows in the sky are green, and you only add a few bottles of water when you hit the shore.

Let’s wait until the bright moon goes out at night and try to see how many stars there are in the sky.

Lotus in the Ming Dynasty, Shen Shi Xing

The cold jade stops in the green marsh, and the red lotus reflects the green waves.

The morning sun is beautiful, and the fragrance is strong in the evening breeze.

The golden scales of the game come out, and the flying green feathers pass by.

Soak up the cool breeze by the waterside pavilion, and continue to pick lotuses and sing songs. Lotus Picking Song by Li Kangcheng of the Tang Dynasty

Going to pick lotuses, the moon is gone and the spring is dawning on the river.

In the center of the water are green thin red sleeves, green lotus seeds and fragrant clothes.

When the clouds rise and the wind rises, the journey back is long. The road back is long, and it will take a long time. Everyone returns to the boat and waves their hands. Lotus Pearl Qing·Zhu Yixun

The light rain forest pond is pure and clear, and the fields are divided into many night lights.

Jiang Shu’s spit is falling in the wind, and the sun is shining brightly on the cactus.

Fortunately, I didn’t give you the sorrowful knot pendant. If I picked it up, I would go to Lingbo by mistake.

Don’t be jealous of each other when you are boating, and the Yuefu sings a song.

Fu Rong, Qing Dynasty·Shao Yao

I once wrote a poem about Lan Qiang from Chu Ke, and I was delighted to see the wind blowing over the red jade building.

If you want to find a famous flower and leave a good friend, you still rely on your distant dream to fall into the Qiujiang River.

It is useless to receive rain and dewdrops, and the stems and mandarin duck pedicles are twinned.

Who is in charge of the fairy city today? Staring at the red window. Pond Lotus Yuan·Ni Zan

The wind echoes between the waves, and the calendar leaves are dewy.

The clear pond is covered with plain colors, and the bright moon reflects the subtle steps.

The clouds are gathering in the flower house, and the rain has stopped and the air is fragrant.

I want to pick up the Ming Dynasty, but I hesitate to cherish the old age. Nanchi Jialian, Tang·Yao He

There are leaves in the hibiscus pond, and the two branches of a book shine on the green spring.

The rich and beautiful flowers are scattered separately, and the east and west are connected by bright leaves.

I know that there is no difference in political skills, even if it is Zhenxiang, it is accidental.

People from all over the country were very happy to hear about it and came to Guo to see Jialian.

Chongtai Lotus by Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty

The green lotus curls up in the cool breeze at dawn, and the red calyx blooms with lingering purple flowers.

The two Han and Gao women competed with each other in smiling faces, while the two concubines in Xiangpu looked sad at the same time.

Since I have the autumn dew, my chaste posture is pure, but I don’t know the enchanting temperament of spring.

In the end, I was afraid that Fairy Yujing would recognize him, but he insisted on returning to the green pond. Hibiscus Under the Tower Bao He of the Tang Dynasty

One person manages the country and brings peace, and all things appear auspicious and help prosperity.

The Tianshang River passes under the palace, and flowers from the south of the Yangtze River grow in front of the palace.

The clouds of Qing Dynasty bloom and the shade is difficult to fall, and the dew is full of pearls but does not fall.

Moreover, the music is suspended, and the singers are about to play the sound of picking lotuses. Fu De waded across the river to pick hibiscus. Sui Dynasty Kong Desao

The lotus boat floated across the brocade moraine, overlooking the river stem.

It is easy to cross the river along the current, but difficult to get flowers against the current.

When there is fog, I suspect that Sichuan is wide, but when there is no wind, I can see that the water is wide.

I am tired of picking in the morning, and I have to linger for a long time.

Wandering among lotus flowers, Zhu Fangzhong of the Ming Dynasty

The autumn scenery of Pinghu Lake is very beautiful, and I am drunk on the boat in the building and my thoughts are floating.

The fragrance of lotus floats in the water country, and the shadow of the sunset sails chases the gold.

The jade on the embankment is amazing, and the eyebrows in the sky are attracting customers.

It’s late to return home after singing and picking lotuses, and the clouds and trees in Taxi are far away. Zhong Tai'an invites you to visit the lotus in the west of the lake. Zhu Yuefan, Ming Dynasty

Assorted pendants shake the moon in the lake, and the bright shape is separated by the mirror.

The light beams follow the herons, and the villa is deep in the flowers.

The treasures in the water are covered with green cover, and Danxia wine sings by the side.

If you are not capable of rafting, you will be able to do so alone. White Lotus Thatched Cottage, Ming Dynasty·Zhu Yue Fan

Shuiyu Mountain has winding ponds, hibiscus pavilions and green clouds in autumn.

Tage Nong also understands Wu dialect, and a smile can break away the worries of guests.

Pick incense under the dew and wet your sleeves, and the shadows will flow into the cup in the middle of the moon.

You see why Yin Zhu is like this? If you return to Sizhou, you can travel together.

Bai Lianqing·Qiu Jin

Could it be that the fairy goddess dropped her jade pendant, and dreamed out of Shuiyun Township at night;

The snow piled up by the hazy pool, indifferent before the wind There is a strange smell.

The beauty of the country comes from the plain face, and the beauties do not wear heavy makeup;

The Emperor of the East gave him Hanhuang Mingyue Clothes in person because he was afraid of the red dust. White Lotus, Qing Dynasty · Sheng Jin

The jade wells were planted in the wild pond, and the ice-covered green sleeves revived with coolness.

The waning moon in half of the river seems to be without a shadow, but the cold clouds on one bank are not fragrant.

The truth still remains in Kaishishe, and the red clothes have washed away the beauty.

The narcissus has left the boat and left, who is going to untie the knot with Lingbo? Huanxisha by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

There are ten miles of hanging willows and lotus flowers on all sides. Where are the most flowers facing the clouds?

The setting sun is harmonious on the south bank of the painting building. The weather is suddenly cool and people are lonely.

The time needs to be passed away with wine and listening to the music in the flowers.

Lotus Picking Song by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty

A girl picking lotuses by the Ruoye River laughs and picks lotus flowers while talking to people.

The sun shines on the new makeup, the water bottom is bright, and the wind carries the fragrance in the air.

Whose family is wandering Yelang on the shore?

Purple pigs hiss and the flowers fall away, and the wind blows the wind and breaks the heart. Hibiscus on Qian's Pond Ming·Wen Zhengming

In September, flowers in the south of the Yangtze River cease, 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. Pink Lips and Fragrant Lotus Wang Shipeng of the Song Dynasty

Ten miles west of the West Lake, light makeup is as thick as the west.

Lotus root hairpin water. Very clean and fragrant.

I remember once traveling, taking a short trip into the red clouds.

Talk about it, a basin of water is like the West Lake ten miles away.

The Poppy Song Dynasty·Chen Yuyi

The boat rides on the Qiutang Road for three days, flattening the lotus flowers.

The sick man had to come to visit because of his illness, and it was even more worthy of the gentle rain in the river to cleanse the autumn. Last year, I always regretted that it was late to take the boat.

It was empty and full of debris. How can I repay your kindness this year?

Flowers bloom all the way, passing through Qingdun. The Resentful King and Sun Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

The wind on the lake is vast, autumn is already dusk, and there are few reds and few fragrances.

The beauty of the water, the mountains, and the intimacy with people are indescribable and infinitely good.

The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with clear dew, and covered with apple blossoms and grass. The gulls and herons sleeping in the sand do not look back, and they seem to hate that they return early. Lotus Mei, 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 feel very depressed and speechless.

The evil spirits are powerless. Finally, I have to let the boat go.

Stay deep in the fragrance and look at the color of her.

A poem about hibiscus by Liang Shen Yue of the Southern Dynasties

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. Decaying Lotuses by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The flowers are withered by the white dew, and the leaves are beginning to dry in the cool breeze.

No one understands the depression, let alone take a look around it. Lotus Under the Stairs by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

The leaves spread out like a moon, and the flowers bloom and their fragrance spreads into the wind behind the curtains.

It is better to plant it on Tianchi than to grow in wild water.

The Broken Lotus Cui Cui of the Tang Dynasty

When the wind cannot reduce the fragrance, it contains the dew like crying lying in the green pond.

Under Mawei in front of Jingu Tower, the world is full of sadness. Lotus Tang·Wen Tingyun

The green pond is swaying to meet the stars, and the orchids are rolling into the white duckweed.

It should be the socks on the Luo Shen wave, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. Huangzipi Lotus, Tang Dynasty·Tang Yanqian

Ten hectares of strong wind shakes the dust, and the water on the edge of the bank is red and new.

Every flower in the world is full of sorrow, but the scent of lotus is even more annoying.

A Lotus in the Autumn Pond by Guo Gong of the Tang Dynasty

Everything has fallen into pieces during the autumn solstice, and only the Lingbo is red.

You have to rely on your roots to get what you want. If you don’t agree, you will follow the wind. Lotus Du Yan of the Song Dynasty

The green moss is cut to make a small pond, and the lotus leaves are divided into green and green.

At dawn, a wave of smoke appears, like a painting of a real concubine coming out of the bath. Rooster crows and lotus flowers Zhang Lei, Song Dynasty

The jasper in the flat pond is shining with autumn waves, and the green clouds surround the green handle of the fan.

The fairy in the water palace wears red makeup and steps lightly on the mirror.

Pond Lotus Gold·Wan Yanchou

The gentle appearance and pale quality adorn the pond and garden, which is also pitiful.

Lotus rain comes from a few o'clock, and the dusk fragrance spreads across the small river and sky. Song of Summer, Southern Dynasties·Liang·Xiao Yan

Lotus flowers bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, shining red light on the clear water.

The color is the same but the heart is the same; the lotus roots are different but the heart is the same. Two Lotus Songs (Part 2) Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus blooms on both sides of the face.

You can't see anyone entering the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song.

The song of picking lotuses to stimulate the garden

The jade flowers are blooming and the water in the golden pond flows turbulently.

We are afraid of missing each other when we meet, and we ride together in a magnolia boat. Lotus Pier, Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

We go to pick lotuses every day, and many of the island leaders return at dusk.

Don’t splash water when opening a pole, for fear of getting the red lotus clothes wet. White Lotus, Tang Dynasty·Lu Guimeng

The plain flowers are mostly covered with flowers, but they are not beautiful. This flower ends in Yaochi.

Who can see the ruthlessness and hatred? When the moon is clear and the wind is about to fall.

Lotus Picking Song Liu Fangping

The setting sun is clearing the river, and the Jingge song is beautiful.

I have been picking lotus since I was a child, and I will ride the tide at the age of fifteen. Lotus Picking Song Chen Quji

The pink flowers bloom in the middle of the leaves, and the lotus scent fills the clothes with perfume.

Seeing the slanted collar with the sound of the fire in the clear pond, the two mandarin ducks also guessed what was going on. Collecting Lotus, Five Dynasties · Sun Guangxian

The fragrance of lotus leaves sells for ten hectares, but my sister-in-law is too late to pick lotuses because she is greedy for fun.

I came late to get water and the bow of the boat was wet, so I took off my red dress and wrapped myself around the duck.

Lotus in the Rain Du Yan, Song Dynasty

A beautiful lady with a green cover stands near the water, the sandalwood powder is unevenly fragrant and wet with sweat.

A gust of wind blew up the blue waves, causing the pearls to fall apart. The title of Baihe is written by Wang Han of the Yuan Dynasty.

I once carried wine back to the West Lake, and the fragrant breeze brought out the clear sunshine for ten miles.

Fangfei has withered away today, but she sends the sound of autumn to the guest's clothes. Lotus Picking Song Wang Hongxu of the Qing Dynasty