Jiangnan

Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and there are fields of lotus leaves.

The fish plays among the lotus leaves, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east,

The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north.

Wang Changling of the Lotus Picking Song

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming to 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.

At dawn, Jingci sends Lin Zifang off to 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 root 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 only lower my brows, but it is in my heart.

The lotus flowers are clear and the stone waves

The five-inch lotus leaves are delicate, and they stick to the waves without hindering the movement of the painting boat;

When the wind blows in April and May, it can also Covering the waist of a beautiful woman.

"The Theory of Love and Lotus" by Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty

There are many lovely flowers on land and water. 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 comes out of 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 cannot be played with.

◇ Qingyang Ferry ~ Jin· Yuefu

The green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is covered with red and fresh colors. There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above.

◇Ode to Lotus ~ Southern Dynasty·Liang·Shen Yue

The gentle breeze shakes the purple leaves, and the gentle dew blows in the red house. The middle pool is so green, waiting for me to glow red.

◇Collecting lotuses~Southern Dynasties·Liang·Wujun

Weigela with mixed flowers and silk flowers, and robes hanging down 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.

◇Poetry of Lotuses~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. When I moved to Yuchi, my roots were not lost. How to interact with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying fluffy.

◇ Ode to the Lotus of One Heart ~ Sui Dynasty Du Gongzhan

The lotus blossoms 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 in the wind of the clothes. The name Lotus can be recited by oneself, and the two minds are the same.

◇The Lotus Picking Song ~ Sui Dynasty Yin Yingtong

There are countless companions in the boat, and they untie the ropes to urge each other. There is no need to wipe off the sweat and powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The floats are moving in disorder, and the boat comes in and leans on the lotus. Lotus roots are tied together in strands, and lotus leaves are held in cups.

◇Ancient Style (Twenty-Six)~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers bloom in the green water, and dense leaves bloom in green smoke. The beauty and pink are peerless, who can pass on the fragrance? Sit and watch the flying frost, withering this red and fragrant year.

The roots have not yet been harvested, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond.

◇Lotus Picking Song~Liang Liu Xiaowei of the Southern Dynasties

Golden oar magnolia boat, playing the lotus picking in the south of the Yangtze River. Lotus fragrance spreads across Pudu, and 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 blowing.

◇If you break the lotus, you will get a gift~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Walking in the river and playing in the autumn water, I love the fresh red lotus. If you climb the lotus and play with its beads, the ripples will not become 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 with regret.

◇Lotus~Li Shangyin

They are all colorless, but they are fragrant. 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~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 of Luo Shenbo, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant.

◇Leave Jingci Temple in the evening to see off Lin Zifang~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. Looking at each other in old age is useless, there is a kind of tranquility in the pond.

◇A cut of plum blossoms~Northern Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao

In autumn, the fragrant red lotus root remains in the jade mat, I undress lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. 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.

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

Burn 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 falls, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts each leaf.

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.

◇Liantang~Ming Dynasty·Huangqiong

Dongjia Pond in the vast desert, with green trees shading towards the inlet. The fragrance of brocade can be seen continuously 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, with faintly connected dots of red flowers. Three or five small boats are approaching, singing loudly and plucking lotus flowers.

◇Furong~Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty

The most pitiful thing is the few red and pink marks, 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 Xiang~Modern · Xiawen

Farewell to the ancient town of Anyi, boating on the water in Ou Xiang; the willows on the bank are dyed green and the clear stream is green, and the fragrance of lotus is refreshing and golden Autumn.

Landing away in a foreign land hurts poverty and chaos, but returning to my hometown is full of joy and scenery; political leaders and people are rich, 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 cool evening breeze, 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·Part 2~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.

Mr. Jia peeked behind the curtain, Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.

◇Friends in Summer~Xu Ji

Flowing water steps eliminate tranquility, and you can feel free to sleep alone. The moon is growing in the forest, and the forest is about to dawn, and the rain is like autumn all night. Recalling Hehuapu from afar, who sings about Du Ruozhou? It may be a good night without dreams, but if there is a dream, we will travel together.

◇Huanxisha·Xue Zhaoyun

The country and the city are overwhelmed by hatred, so many red tears weep in Gusu, leaning against the wind and staring at the snowy skin. The sun sets over the mountains and rivers of Lord Wu, the palace of the King of Yue is half flat, and the lotus flowers and water chestnuts are all over the lake.

◇Nanxiangzi·Li Xun

Riding a colorful boat and crossing the lotus pond, singing songs startled 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 of returning to Jisai far away, and the cold wind blew through the small building. How many tears of infinite hatred, leaning on the railing.

◇Sidixiang·Sun Guangxian

How is it? More lingering feelings! A shy moth gathers under the Yongri Water Essence Curtain. Six pictures of skirts on the ground trace the blue waves slightly. See the drizzle 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 middle 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 seeds·Ouyang Xiu

The West Lake is beautiful after the lotus flowers bloom. When 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.

◇Linjiangxian·Ouyang Xiu

It is raining on the Qinglei 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 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 Fen Lang.

◇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 lotuses are pulsing, and the faces are red with tears. Slanted against the green clouds and the crescent moon, the curved ring looks like a frown.

◇Sheng Chazi·Yan Jidao

I have always hated crossing the river, so I moved to live near Xitou. While wandering on the Mulan boat, I strayed into Shuangyuan Pu. There are light and thin clouds for no reason, and the rain is dark. The green sleeves are cold, and I want to speak to the lotus.

◇Ruan Langgui·Early Summer·Su Dongpo

The green locust trees and tall willows swallow new cicadas, and the scented wind first blows. The heavy smoke washes away under the green screen window, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep in the daytime.

After the light rain, the lotuses turn over and the pomegranate flowers bloom.

The jade basin is clear with delicate hands, and the pearls are broken but round.

◇Yongyule·Su Dongpo

The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the 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.

◇Mantingfang·Huang Tingjian

The 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 nymphaeum will be moved to the bed, and the Xiang mat will be a square screen.

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 mountains are dewy and the Buddha's head is green.

◇Huang Yinger·Chao Buzhi

The beauty of Nanyuan is suitable for summer. In twos, twos, threes, new bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo shoots, and Yiyi crosses the eaves and invades the house.

Listen to the wind blowing in the lotus leaves, and the rain falling from the 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.

Looking at the floating flowers, a wisp of incense lingers on the stick. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi.

◇Nan Kezi·"Selected Poems of the Sages of the Tang and Song Dynasties"

Ten miles away, the green mountains are far away, and the tidal flat road is sandy. The birds chirped several times to complain about the years, and it was a desolate time at the end of the world again!

The white dew collects the waning moon, and the breeze disperses the dawn clouds. I asked the lotus beside the green poplar embankment: Do you remember that person who sold wine that year?

◇Bodhisattva Man·Mrs. Wei

The red building leans against the stream, and the stream in front of the building condenses with cold jade. The Mulan boat is rippling, and there are young people in the boat. The lotus blossoms are so sweet that they smile into Yuanyang Pu. The smoke is low on the waves, and the song is returning under the moon.

◇Su Muzhe·Zhou Bangyan

Burn agarwood to relieve the heat. Birds call out for the clear sky, and they peek into the eaves at dawn. On the leaves, the sun rises and the rain falls. The water surface is clear and round, and each one is lifted by the wind. 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.

◇Huanxisha·Zhang Yuanqian

The mountains surround the flat lake and the waves shake the city. The reflection of the lake is soaked in the green mountains, and the crystal downstairs is about to be updated. When the foggy willows are dark, the clouds and the moon rise, and the dew and lotuses turn over, and the water flows with fireflies, and their rustles spread until dawn.

◇Linjiangxian·Ye Mengde

No jumping fish was seen in 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 collecting water chestnuts. Xiao Xuan pillow mat, eaves shadow hanging stars.

◇Nian Nujiao·Jiang Kui

A famous couple, I remember that when I came here I tried to be a couple. 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. Swirling beautifully,

The cold fragrance flies up to the poem. At dusk, the pavilions are covered with green canopies, 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 willow trees are overcast, and the old fish is blowing the waves.

Leave me to live among the flowers. How many fields are there, how many times we return home across the sand.

◇Yan Guiliang·Fenglian·Jiang Jie

I dreamed that the spring in the Tang Palace was late, and the dance was coming, when the train was being dragged. The Cuiyun team is fighting in Jiangxia clothes, with their hands hanging down. Suddenly, there was a sudden rush of drums and the general rose up, like a colorful phoenix, flying around in confusion.

I didn’t see Concubine Wan Qiong in my dream, but saw lotus flowers blown by the wind.

◇Water Fairy·Ode to the South of the Yangtze River·Zhang Yanghao

The smoke and water of a river illuminate the clear blue sky, and people on both sides of the river connect their painted eaves. The autumn light is dim in the lotus bushes, and I can see the sand gulls dancing again and again, and the fragrant wind rolls up the bead curtain ten miles away. The painting boat is coming to the horizon, the wine flag is blowing outside, and the love is in the south of the Yangtze River

Qingyang Ferry Jin·Yuefu

Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is covered with red flowers.

There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus with heads above.

Xia Ge Southern Dynasties·Liang·Xiao Yan

Lotus flowers bloom in the south of the Yangtze River, and red flowers cover 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.

Lotus Picking Song Southern Dynasties·Liang·Xiao Gang

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

The wind blows and it becomes difficult to cross the lake, but the lotuses are many and not yet 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.

Lotus, Tang Dynasty·Guo Zhen

The greasy fragrance on the face seems to be sentient, and nothing in the world can compare to lightness.

Concubine Xiang looked at the pond after the rain, and put crystals in the jasper plate.

Lotus Picking Song Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming to 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.

If you break the lotus, you will get a gift. Li Bai, Tang Dynasty

Walking in the river to play in the autumn water, I love 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 Song of Picking Lotuses by Li Kangcheng of the Tang Dynasty

Going to pick lotuses, the moon is gone and the spring is dawning on the river. Thin green sleeves and red sleeves are in the middle of the water, and green lotus and lotus seeds are mixed with fragrant clothes. When the clouds rise and the wind rises, the road back is long. The road back is long, but it takes a long time. Everyone returns to the boat and waves their hands.

Ode to Dew Drops by Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty

A drop of dew on the autumn lotus falls into the sky in the clear night.

On the jade plate in the future, you may not know the circle until you know it.

Pond Pond Han Yu, Tang Dynasty

Mo Dao Pond Pond could not be built, and the lotus root shoots had already been 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 take a look at 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.

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.

New Lotus, Tang Dynasty. Li Qunyu

Eighty-nine leaves in the field, scattered green at the beginning of the pond.

The tender blue water is flat, and the round shade has covered the fish.

The duckweeds do not cover the area, and the weak waterweeds are still sparse.

Half at the bottom of the spring wave, my heart is not yet relaxed.

Gift of Lotus by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

The flowers and leaves in the world are inconsistent, and the flowers enter the golden basin and the leaves become dust.

There are only green lotuses and red lotuses, which are open and closed freely.

This flower and this leaf grow in harmony with each other, the green becomes less red and the sadness fades.

Lian Tang. Wen Tingyun

The green pond is connected to Xingjin, and the orchid beam is rolled into white duckweed.

It should be the socks on the Luo Shen wave, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant.

White Lotus, Tang Dynasty. Lu Guimeng

There are many plain flowers, but they are not beautiful. This flower ends in Yaochi.

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

Chongtai Lotus Tang. Pi Rixiu

It is difficult to control the red color, half a meter of gold on the edge of each leaf.

You have to teach him, Shui Fei, that the two elements are the same.

Ode to Double-Blooming Lotus by Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty

New flowers bloom together at dawn, with heavy makeup and beautiful smiling faces.

The Galling bird is painted in the west and flies up to the pond in the morning and evening.

Lotus leaves by Zheng Gu of Tang Dynasty

The water splashing in the boat is different and green, leaning against the sill, the wind shakes the handle and fragrant.

Thank you to the people of Huansha for staying intact and keeping the mandarin ducks covered in the rain.

Bai Lian Song. Yang Yi

At midnight last night, Chang'e fell from the jade hairpin.

Feng Yi didn't dare to accept it, so he held out his heart.

Lotus Leaf, Song Dynasty. Ouyang Xiu

The wind blows on the surface of the pond, and the leaves are exposed between the waves.

Who spreads a green cover on the water, but wears red makeup and sings about picking lotuses.

Lotus, Song Dynasty. Wentong

The golden and red flowers bloom like a mirror, and the half-green curls look like a cup.

Who is the force of returning wind, and the fragrance comes to your face.

Lotus leaves by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

The fields resist the morning sun, and they lie down in the spring water year after year;

Lotus by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

Looking at the green cover with red makeup, I didn’t realize that there was a night of frost by the lake.

The secrets of the scrolls are removed from the brocade, and the autumn scenery is written by teaching horses.

Thousand-leaf Red Lotus by Hong Shi of the Song Dynasty

The steps have Lingbo socks and the palms are dew-bearing plates.

There are still too few flowers, but thousands of leaves reflect the red column.

Dream Walking Among the Lotus Flowers by Lu You, Song Dynasty

The sky is windy and the road is vast. I always write about the moon king Feng Lulang.

I only use a thousand bottles as a monthly salary because I dislike the smell of copper and the fragrance of flowers.

Riding on the Yue River two days after the beginning of autumn Fan Chengda, Song Dynasty

The west wind has just entered the creek and the sails are spinning and weaving ripples in light blue.

When I walked to Naohua, there was no water, and I was intoxicated with red lotus and white lotus.

Lotus, Song Dynasty, Wang family

The white lotus roots are blooming in the autumn wind, and I can't bear to sleep anymore.

The evening clouds bring rain and fly back quickly, and I go to the west window to spend the night in sorrow.

Walking off to Song and Yang Wanli in the woods after leaving Jingci Temple at dawn

After all, in June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that of the four seasons;

The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green. , the lotus flowers are uniquely red against the sun.

Red and White Lotus Song Dynasty. Yang Wanli

Red and white lotus bloom in *** pond, both colors are equally fragrant.

Just like the three thousand women in the Han Dynasty, half with heavy makeup and half with light makeup.

Lotus in the Rain, Song Dynasty. Du Yan

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 over the blue waves, causing the pearls to fall apart.

Lotus, Song Dynasty. Yang Xunzhai

The green cover and red building shine brightly in the sun, and the beauties of the West Lake gather with the immortals.

When the waves are flat, the brocade is removed from the shop ten miles away, and the boat is painted with grace and fragrance.

Pond lotus gold. Wanyanchou

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

At a few o'clock, the rain of lotus leaves comes, and the dusk fragrance spreads over the small river and sky.

Lianshi Jin.Zhang

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

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

The kingfisher has zero precious feathers and flies away from the wasp to reveal its honey chamber.

It is ridiculous to eat and drink, but this body makes you want to live in Laojiang Township.

Dried lotus leaves Yuan Dynasty. Liu Bingzhong

Dried lotus leaves are pale in color and the old handles are swaying in the wind. The fragrance is reduced and the color becomes yellow, all because of the frost last night. Lonely on the autumn river.

Back Garden Flowers Yuan. Zhao Meng

A leaf boat on the clear stream, with hibiscus on both sides of the bank in autumn.

Whose daughter is picking water chestnuts? Her singing sounds like dusk gulls. Go away from the chaos and worry, head full of wind and rain, wear lotus leaves and go home to rest.

Bamboo Branch Poetry Yuan Dynasty. Ding Henian

Pick green lotuses on the water, white and slender lotus roots in the mud.

The laughter has the same root but different taste. The lotus heart is pure and bitter, while the lotus root bud is sweet.

Lotus Yuan. He Zhong

The hibiscus in Qumarsh reflects the bamboos, and the green and red chairs embrace the clouds.

Born without the power of the east wind, she will eventually become the first flower in the wind.

Lotus Yuan. Yemeiqiao

The flowers and leaves are white and fragrant, but the fragrance of flowers is even more different.

After the rain, a gentle breeze blows, and the moon rises over the independent pool.

Pot Lotus Ming. Xu Jie

Flowers are blooming on all sides, and the leaves are drooping in the morning wind and rain.

Quanming wine is addicted to the Lian River, and I borrow a branch from the basin.

Autumn Lotus Ming. 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 golden palace is as cold as jade washed by dew, and the wind blows in the autumn of the city.

It is useless to look at each other in old age, there is a kind of tranquility in the pond.

The title of the lotus on the door is Ming Dynasty. Cao Nai

Who moved the jade well hibiscus with red cheeks and planted it in the middle of the moon.

Gao Xuan suddenly looked at the pictures and suspected that Zhao Yang was seeing something in the mirror.

Lotus Picking Song Ming. Shen Ye

I understand that hibiscus is better than my concubine, so I came to the river to pick hibiscus.

Why is Tanlang a scoundrel? He doesn't look at Furong but looks at Nong!

Picture of Wind Lotus Playing with Fish, Qing Dynasty. Yun Shouping

The green leaves will scatter in the wind, and the fragrance will turn into dew.

The beauty once passed Nantang Road picking red lotuses.

Lotus Qing. Cao Yin

One autumn cloud and a little cloud, very lotus leaves and five flowers.

There is no need to close the door to sleep by the lake, and the cool breeze fills the house every night.

Qiu He, Qing Dynasty. Zheng Xie

When Qiu He is alone, he is graceful when he falls.

The inability to fight for the first strike is not due to surprise later.