The snowdrop is a herbaceous plant of the subgenus Snowdrop in the genus Crested Butterbur, family Asteraceae. It grows on alpine rhyolite slopes at 4800~5800 meters above sea level as well as among the scree near the snow line. There are more than 20 species of plants in this subgenus, the vast majority of which are produced on the Tibetan Plateau of China and its adjacent areas. The following is the modern poem I organized for you to praise the snow lotus, welcome to learn and reference, I hope it will help you.
Snow Lotus of Tianshan Mountain
By Zhongyan (Modern)
Some snowy legends from ancient times
The piety of the plateau is woven into a classic by you
Is it the mountain's side of the sky, or the sky's side of the mountain
A pale pale song surrounds to form a girdle for you
You're far away from the sky but you've never shown your face by the yaoji
You're close to the water town but you've never turned around in the water town
You, you, are as pure as the wheel of my years
You're a thousand years old to the land of your homeland
Don't tell me how far the cold distances are
Even though the journey from the customs can't reach the other side of the sea
But the wind blows the insects in a small tune
And the sound of a distant piper
Spawned countless poems of healing
Your worldly grace
Crossed the heights of history and benefited the earth
Your holy countenance sowed
The greenness of life lingers in the world
The sound of an avalanche ran over your heart
A bird held the red root
And rested on the rolling hills of the sea. >
Stopped in the rolling and stirring wind and thunder
Looking at your soft and upright body, you did not fall
But your tears dripped in the basket of the
Herbalist's basket
Slowly withered away
"Butterfly Dreams of Thousands of Mountains, the Ice and Snow Lotus"
Author: Su Xin Lan (Modern)
A piece of qiang flute played by the Jinxie
Remote deduction of the mountain long water broad ten million miles of floating clouds
The moon color glazed, rubbing down the butterfly dream of the jade containing fragrance
Your smile is exactly an icy lotus
Lowering the eyebrow, then blotting open the time of the clear shadow
So this winter, there are pure white snowflakes
Puffing, falling into the
The twilight is getting thicker, only your eyes are full of water
Waiting for the flowers, in your fingertips quietly closed
The story of the night, in your incense in the eyes
Swiftly far away, the dream, become very soft and light
And your voice chanting, like a piece of mooring window of the white
A song, sung drunken branches
You know that the fate of the past life is shallow and deep
But it is just a fireworks of the world
Even if you miss it in a flash, the glimpse of the condensed fragrance of the falling moon
It will also roam over a thousand mountains, and end up in the evening snow
So your dance, deep into the season
Treading on the youthful diamonds, startled the time of the skinny brush
To achieve a period of ice cold and refreshing.
From now on, rain and snow fall, and the years pass by
You are still the snow lotus on the top of the iceberg
The moon is full of air, a dream, a thousand years
The Snow Lotus
By: Watching the fall (modern)
The soul of that night
The sun shines into the snowy landscape of the iceberg
The soul of that night
The soul of that night
The soul of that night
The soul of that night is the soul of that night. Shining by the sun into the snowy landscape of the icebergs
The sun drenches the ice
The wind is a frozen tear
Said to the sky's pistil-yellow wings
A kind of cold lips
Unable to contract a brahmin's stance
A kind of cold fecundity
Said to the winter's smile
You're so cold that you can't stand
Your cold. p> Your. Face in Search of a Wedding Dress
A Fish Swimming Through the Cracks of Time
The Reason for Heaven and Earth to Be Together
The Snow Lotus in My Dreams
By Wave Tip Lonely Boat (Modern)
You have always liked to stand on top of the mountain mists
Inviting the blue sky next to you, beckoning the white clouds for companionship
In the The wind's blade tip is quietly waiting
Waiting for the day to bloom
On the snowy jade skin to show your noble style
The world says that you are a holy thing that doesn't eat earthly food
Unseen and unapproachable
In fact, you are able to step into the gardens and the courtyards
Nurtured in the soft soil
Opened up under the care of the common people
Even so
You are still different from the others, you are still the most beautiful
It's not the flowers in the world that make you so cool
It's your innate wisdom that refuses to be tainted by dust
No matter where you go, you insist on being yourself
Silently and happily, you will be the snowdrop of my dreams
The Snowdrop is a great example of how the world can be a great place to be. The Snow Lotus
By Huo Jing (Modern)
The Snow Lotus of the Snowy Mountains,
one, just one,
took root by chance, and bloomed in the confusion.
How lonely and cold, how white.
With the long wind, with the lonely snow as a neighbor.
You are more clean than blood, more proud than plum,
Alone in the highest out,
Looking at the landscape that has changed throughout the year.
Are you lonely?
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the snow.
With the wind and snow, silently staring ahead.
Who can read your loneliness. Who can comfort your sorrow.
Who can enter your heart and be with you in the lonely cold.
Gently approaching, without ever realizing it.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it.
When to leave, when to come.
On that day when the plums were in full bloom, you came.
On the day when the flowers fell, you left.
You came, empty-handed, and you went, empty-handed.
My heart is lost, where is the direction to find?
The snowy mountains had appeared, but did not go to look for.
I want to see you in my dreams, but I have forgotten your face.
The rose has already withered.
The rose that I sent you.
That rose I sent you.