Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
"Chu Xiao's static words send Lin Zifang" Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
"Lotus" Qing Shitao
Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking; In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.
The song "Ailian". Zhou dunyi
The flowers of land and water plants are very fragrant. Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang came, peonies have been loved all over the world.
Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside, not crawling, fragrant and clear. It is slim and elegant, so you can look at it from a distance without looking ridiculous.
Yang Qing du Jin yue fu
Green lotus covers green water, and hibiscus is red and fresh. There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above.
Song of Picking Lotus Sui Yinying Tong
There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.
The boat docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.
"Lotus" Tang Li Shangyin
They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late.
Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.
"Lotus" Wen Tingyun
The green pond shakes the iron pot to pick up the gold, and the orchid is rolled into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.
Lotus on the money pool
Flowers fall in the south of the Yangtze River in September, and hibiscus turns to Zhongzhou. Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow.
Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon. It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond.
Su Mu in Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.
My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.
"Lotus Pond" Huang Mingqiong
Dongjiatan is endless and tree-lined. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
Li Shangyin, Untitled Part II
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
"Huanxisha" Xue
I hate the whole country, I cried a lot of red tears, and the wind condensed my skin.
The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes.
Nanxiangzi Li Xun
Riding on a float and crossing the lotus pond, the song is melodious and wakes up the sleeping mandarin duck. You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset.
Huanxi Shalijing
Xiang Lian sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the blue waves. With the light * * * gaunt, ugly.
The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold. How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber.
The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
Nan Kezi is a wonderful work in the poetry anthology of sages in Tang and Song Dynasties.
Shili Qingshan is far away, and the tide is flat and the road is sand. Several times, birds complained that the years were another bleak time of the end of the world!
The Millennium gathers the waning moon, and the breeze scatters the clouds. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days?
"Bodhisattva Man" Mrs. Wei
The Red Chamber leans against the bend of the stream, and the stream in front of the building is cold and jade. Mulan boat rippled, with people and teenagers on board.
Lotus is charming and wants to say, laughing into the mandarin duck spectrum. On the waves, smoke is low, and on the song month, diamonds return.
Huanxi shazhang
The mountain shakes the lake around the city, the reflection of the lake infiltrates the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night.
When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning.
"Ode to the Lotus" in Southern Dynasties. high mountain
The breeze blows the purple leaves and gently reveals Zhu's room. Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red.
Picking lotus in Southern Dynasties. Wu liangjun
Brocade mixed with flowers, Luo Yi hung on the Qinghe River. Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan.
Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason. May you return early, this lotus is fresh.
Jiang Hong's Ode to the Lotus
There are micro-grasses in Zebei, which can be rejuvenated. Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun.
Moving to the fish pond is a great loss. How to frost dew, should be with the canopy.
"Ode to the Concentric Lotus" Sui Du Gong Exhibition
Burning lotus, graceful water. Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red.
The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly. The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true.
Song of Picking Lotus Sui Yinying Tong
There are countless companions on board, and the cable is released at its own urging. You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will.
The boat docked against the lotus. Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup.
Antique (Part 26) Tang Libai
Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh. Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beauty is unparalleled,
Who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the frost disappear. If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi.
"Lotus Picking Song" in the Southern Dynasties. liu xiao wei
Golden oar Mulan boat, playing Jiangnan lotus. Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river.
The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it. As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering.
Tang Libai, a gift from Lotus.
Rowing to the river, the rippling river is more like a bright lotus. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round.
This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away. Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind.
Li Shangyin, Lotus
They are colorless and compatible, but they are not fragrant. Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late.
Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water. Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song.
"Lotus" Wen Tingyun
The green pond shakes the iron pot to pick up the gold, and the orchid is rolled into a white apple. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.
Su Mu in Northern Song Dynasty. Zhou Bangyan
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one.
My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu.
"Lotus Pond" Huang Mingqiong
Dongjiatan is endless and tree-lined. Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing.
Li Yaru, picking lotus songs
Lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus. Three or five boats will go, singing loudly.
Lotus is clear. zhen banqiao
The most pitiful blush is a few traces, as well as the small bamboo door beside the bridge outside the water. Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village.
Reflections on Hometown: Modernity and Leisure
Say goodbye to the ancient town of Anyi, and the water of Ou Xiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn.
Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly.
In the summer in Nange, I remembered the integrity of Meng Xin.
The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus,
The music of bamboo leaves dripping dew. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
Ji Xu, a summer friend.
In addition to the stillness of running water, you can sleep alone and be free. The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn.
Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream.
"Sidi Township" Sun Guangxian
How's it going? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain. Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves. Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus.
Pan Lang's Recalling Yuhang
I remember that lonely mountain for a long time. It was like clusters in the middle of the lake. The monk's room is surrounded by the lake, and he will come back when it is clear.
Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.
Linjiang xianzi Ouyang xiu
In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building. We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east.
Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook. The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.
"Recent Love" Yan Dao Ji
The first turning point of frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing. Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.
Lotus is delicate and full of tears. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.
Yan, the original reviewer
I hate wading across the river for a long time, so I moved closer to the stream head. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop. Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.
Ruan langgui Su Dongpo in early summer
Green locust, high willow, swallows, new cicadas, the wind first enters the string. Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate blossomed. Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.
Yongyule Su Dongpo
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone. Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken.
The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden. Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? Swallows are locked in the building.
Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.
Man Fang Ting Huang Tingjian
The water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed. Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup.
The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving. I can hear that after a light rain, she bloomed, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen.
The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes. The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green.
Huangchao
Nanyuan is better than summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.
Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.
Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions.
Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job.
Nan Kezi is a wonderful work in the poetry anthology of sages in Tang and Song Dynasties.
Shili Qingshan is far away, and the tide is flat and the road is sand. Several times, birds complained that the years were another bleak time of the end of the world!
The Millennium gathers the waning moon, and the breeze scatters the clouds. Green Di Yang asked Lotus: Remember the family that sold wine in those days?
Huang tingjian, Ezhou south building book
Standing in the south of the city, leaning against the railing, I saw mountains and water connected together, and water chestnuts and lotus flowers were in full bloom and fragrance on the vast water surface. The breeze and bright moon are unattended, and the south is cold.
You Dong Tian, Xie Tiao.
We share joys and sorrows and enjoy happiness hand in hand. Looking for the cloud-tired pavilion, looking at the mushroom pavilion with the mountain.
In the distance, the trees are warm and the buildings are deserted. Fish play with new lotus, birds scatter flowers and fall.
If you don't smell spring wine, you still look forward to Qingshan Guo.
Bai Juyi, picking lotus songs
The diamond leaves are full of waves and winds, and the boats in the depths of the lotus are connected. Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water.
Lotus Picking Boat Xue Tao
A leaf before the wind presses the lotus, and fish are appreciated in the new autumn. Rabbits are walking, people are talking quietly, and the stream is full of red.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake will be fine. Here comes the wine, no need to mark it, followed by the green cover of the red chamber.
The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.
Wang Anshi: A Lady's Palace in the West
Willow leaves are green and black, and lotus flowers are sunset red, which is beautiful. Thirty-six vicious spring waters, Baishi wants to see Jiangnan.
Koike yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Songs at four o'clock midnight: Li Bai's summer songs
On the mirror lake, there are more than 300 miles, all of which are Ke and Ke. Lunatone is picking lotus here, and all the people who come to see him are very anxious. Less than a month after returning home, she was elected to the palace.
Wang Changling's Two Lotus Picking Songs
First, the more gorgeous Wu Ji is, the more she struggles to get the lotus boat wet. When they came, the lotus led them to the estuary and the moon sent them back to the river.
Second: the lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face. Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Li Bai, imitating eleven ancient people.
I love this lotus when I wade in the river. The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round.
This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away. Acacia missed seeing, looking forward to the breeze.
Nian Nujiao Jiang Kui
Make a scene. Remember to try Yuanyang for company when you come. Thirty-six cruel people have not arrived, and there are countless water clothes. The green leaves are cool, the jade capacity sells wine, and the rain falls. Shake, Leng Xiang flies to the poem.
At dusk, the green pavilion is graceful, and the lover has gone, so why put up with Ling Bo? I'm afraid the dance clothes will fall off easily when they get cold, and I'm afraid I'll enter Nanpu and Xifeng. High willows cast shadows, old fish blow waves,
Leave me to live in the greenhouse. How many fields, how much back to the sand.
Yanfengjiang
I dreamed of the Tang dynasty, and the end of spring in the palace was late, just as I was dancing and dragging. Cui Yun's team is full of scarlet clothes and his hands are hanging down.
Suddenly, the drums rushed up and flew out in a panic like Cai Feng. I dreamed of seeing Princess Wan Qiong and seeing the lotus being blown by the wind.
Zhang, a poet in Jiangnan water town.
A river is full of smoke and water, and people on both sides draw eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away. The original painting is to the end of the world, the wine flag is outside the wind, and the situation is set in Jiangnan.
Send a lotus flower to Li Shangyin
People in the world have different descriptions of flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but regardless of the flowers and leaves, they fall into the soil and become dust.
Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural.
Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity!