The moon is like water reflecting the lotus shy, quiet elegant posture charming soft.
The water is clean, and the wind is blowing on the tender stamens.
Frogs and bugs singing in the ear, carp flying game lotus.
The couple whispered, lingering in love.
It was 21:00 at night, suddenly the moon shone brightly, walking on the sports ground, I suddenly remembered Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight in the Lotus Pond", so I insisted on looking at the lotus pond under the moonlight, in fact, how beautiful it is. And suddenly remembered a poem: "Seeing the lotus pure, then know the untainted heart." The night is quiet, no one place, will have this kind of state of mind, right.
Alone, quietly sneak into the lake. Just to see the color of the lotus pond under the bright moon. Quiet on a pool of clear lotus, such as listening to a Jiangnan woman singing, this is how a kind of happiness? Just like this immobile reading, Jiangnan's soft, Jiangnan's style, Jiangnan's ancient rhyme and style.
The moon is flowing in the sky, the shadow of a million, the courtyard is silent. Walking in the small bridge and water, wandering in the pavilion, or sitting or lying, or line or standing, lotus people three or two, intoxicated, enjoy themselves. A bright moon in the sky, slowly climbing up the willow tops, hanging in the pavilion's tip, dozens of acres of square lotus pond, immersed in a hazy smoke and water. Shadows of people, trees, lotus, shadows, illusory, ethereal. As if the beauty of the next life, this life only for this moment to come here, encounter a person, meet a lotus. The lotus flowers of the different Fu, lotus leaves of the Qingfen, permeated in the air.
The lotus pond under the moonlight, such as a splash of ink painting, a pool of verdant, at this time just some thick ink, light ink shadow. The moonlight cascades down and softly spreads on the lotus leaves, adding a little more mystery. A Nymphaea, standing still in the pond, under the stone bridge, could be seen clearly because of its proximity. In the entire artificial lake, tens of acres, I could only see this one, and in that moment, my heart was moved, I was intoxicated, and I was electrocuted. Such as the God of Luo Lingbo Weiqiao in the blue wave above, thin makeup, light skirt Bi Luo, charming and moving.
Tonight under the moonlight, you are the closest to me. You are gentle, humble, elegant and quiet, simple, simple, real and natural, elegant and vulgar. You are a gentle woman, lotus like charm, lotus like fragrance, elegant and elegant, quiet and calm, not thick and not light, silent and speechless. You are the most beautiful edge of my night, dancing in the air, beautiful and shocking.
The bright moon rises higher and higher, and there are fewer people walking. Only a couple in love left, in the middle of a pavilion in love, have a sentence without a sentence to say words, and sometimes came from the woman giggle happy laughter. Lying alone in a pavilion, sniffing the lotus lotus fragrance, feel the lotus pond of the quiet, the moon's quiet, the mind is quiet and a little drunk.
Occasionally a breeze blew, ten million pieces of lotus leaves slightly trembling, such as condensed blue wave marks, as well as ink, such as the famous ink, a stroke, splashed out the delicate style. The breeze into the bosom, as in the fairyland. Suddenly came a group of men and women, said if you set up a tent here how good, pillow moon and sleep, to the lotus pond and song, that is how the dashing and enjoyable! I want to sleep quietly in this lotus pond in the moonlight in the stone bridge pavilion for one night. I think, the group of people gradually far away, from the long bridge across the lotus pond noisy walk through.
The night is deeper, the moon in the middle of the sky, the lotus leaves of the lotus pond looks more green, while the moonlight can not light the place, but more dark, the bank of the trees, the deep bridge holes, more seemingly deep. The twinkling lights on the promenade, such as bright stars, at the moment a glance, surprisingly hazy. Frogs, insects, the sound of fish leaping, the whispering of couples, everything is so quiet, beautiful.
At this moment, suddenly a wear light purple dress white high-heeled shoes of the slender girl, gently into the pavilion where I was lying, sat down on one side. Under the moon, lotus pond, stone bridge, pavilion, two lonely hearts. Afterwards, there came her soft sobbing ......
The distant mountains, the bright moon like jade, light and shadow like fantasy. The lotus pond is like a gossamer dream, flowing with the water rhyme ink color of Jiangnan. I am drunk.
With the bright moon to drink, and lotus lotus sitting quietly, in the lonely night to think of you. Maybe you and I are just the scenery on the other side of the river, and we are not allowed to see each other for the rest of our lives. This is a good way to look at each other and share your thoughts.
The second pick lotus
Summer afternoon like fire inflammation, hibiscus charming blue pond open.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes, and you can't help but pick them.
The bottle is filled with young stamens, and the scent of the flowers is refreshing to the heart.
I'm not sure how much time I'll have to spend on this, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to make it work for you.
A few years ago, I wanted to write an article on the topic of lotus. But it is always difficult to write. No reason, just the more beautiful things, for me, the more I feel sacred, so that instead of feeling alienated, such as beautiful love, sublime religion, real art. I am the kind of only dare to think, do not dare to do, such as the lake full of lotus, only far from watching and not profane play, stay a pure miss. With the growth of years, I was awakened, not only to take off their shoes, barefoot in the water to pick lotus, but also to write an article on the love of lotus.
I know that the lake inserted on the sign, which reads "strictly prohibit fishing and picking lotus! I know that the sign on the lake, which says "No fishing and picking lotus!" is only to scare the children, just as the rules of the society are only used to control the useless and cowardly people, for the brave, they are warmly welcomed. Otherwise, there would be no love in the world, and no new world would be created.
The lotus flower, just the lotus flower in the heart. Everyone who writes it, is different, because everyone's mind world is different.
I have seen a lot of famous writers write the lotus, Qi Baishi's simplicity and sparseness, bone strength, Zhang Daqian's gentle and elegant, compassionate and quiet. In writing lotus, I think Qi is lost to Zhang, Zhang won in the realm.
Summer, the afternoon sun is hot, white and bright eyes. The lotus pond is silent and no one, the air is particularly dull. A pool of green and blue, full of lotus flowers, lotus and leaves, not for the evil realm, is still full of fragrance. Water, shallow, clear as a mirror. Red and green carp stop in the water, motionless. The bottom of the water is a putrid quagmire, and the surface of the water is a multitude of lotus clamor. The two ends of the beauty and ugliness, here is actually such a harmony.
Splash ink general lotus leaves, and thin and transparent rouge points out the pink lotus, as if the jade girl out of the bath, shyly cover up what. It is also like wearing a cheongsam of Suzhou and Hangzhou women, curling and swaying, shy and reserved can not hide the charm of the bones.
Along the lotus pond turned around, saw two young girls slowly walking, sometimes one across the bridge railings, climbed on the bridge piers, holding a hooked branch, picking lotus, also pick Nymphaea, lotus, the other one is pulling tugging on her hand, all the way down, picked a number of. Their cooperation was a perfect match. So, I was tempted. I found a spot, took off my sandals and slowly dived into the lotus pond. Lotus leaves are really high, people in the pond, raise their heads and look up, only to see the dense layers, are covered in green, stretching long hand, can not reach, only to hold the long stalks, pull down.
Three by three, two by two of the lotus, not ripe, break open a few look, lotus are too tender, can not eat. After all, it is a stolen flower, the heart thumping, so hastily, chose the two largest crimson Nymphaea, picked, while no one, hurriedly washed his feet and put on his shoes to the shore, shorts wet off most of the time, but in the heart of the heart, but the happy.
When I got to the shore, I saw from afar the two young women picking lotus, holding a few small Nymphaea blossoms in their hands, perhaps realizing that there were people watching behind them. Perhaps they realized that someone was watching from behind, so they looked back and saw that I was also holding them in my hand, and said happily to my companion, "Look, he's also picking them!" So, giggling, flower branch trembling, as if there is such a partner happy, after all, but also together with the theft of jade!
Hiding, and pretending to be nothing, it can be said, stealing jade this job, quite exciting, but also quite wonderful! Home, inserted in the water storage iron bucket, a few hours, it bloomed, pink and white, emitting a house fragrance, the second day began to shrivel, disappointment, but more than happy, it seems to pick the lotus, to harden your heart.
Three strange lotus
Lotus high clean dust, out of the water graceful net jade body.
The immortal Zen rhyme Sanskrit sound, Buddha's light contains fragrant Yin.
The water lily lies leisurely on the water, opening day and closing night to show its soul.
The snow lotus was born on a rocky mountain, and its elegant fragrance survives.
The lotus, very simple, is a very simple flower. This kind of simplicity, I once thought y hate. A long stalk, only one leaf. On a long stalk, there is only one flower.
When I was eighteen or nineteen years old, I had picked two blooming white lotus to give a woman, she was very happy, and immediately used a bottle to store water, inserted, however, not half a day on the withering. The flowering period of a single lotus is only three days, the whole lotus pond is a long time, June-September, this blooming and falling, continuous. Lotus flowers are more beautiful only in the lotus pond.
Simply from the natural aesthetic, lotus, does not seem to be extremely peach blossom, pear, begonias, peonies, peonies, peonies, these flowers delicate. Because of the lotus, not demure, not warm, quiet, quiet, not close to people. A person, if like a lotus, and the secular society is always keep a distance, and the secular people, but also if it is, not far, not close.
"Out of the silt and not stained, Maundy and not demon. No sprawl, no branches, in the middle and outside straight." Zhou Dunyi, a Northern Song Dynasty rationalist, should be said to be its confidant. Read lotus, but is to read it this spirit. Write lotus, but is to write it this character. I can't say that I really understand lotus, the face of lotus, nothing to think about, only quietly sniffing its fragrance, feel its beauty, it's enough. Pure heart, only to read the innocence of the flower. Lotus lotus, the beauty of the vulgar, not luxurious, not rich, always light, so that people in the case of open heart without defense, will never give birth to the heart of jealousy.
It is said that there are snowdrops on Tianshan Mountain, is long in the stone wall on the back of the wind in the crevice, when it snows open more colorful, the most cold-resistant, the world is rare to see. It belongs to the Asteraceae family. This lotus is not the other lotus, different species, habits are not the same. Snow lotus than the lotus lotus, more extraordinary, but because of the rarity, the more mysterious, rare to see with their own eyes.
There is also a water lily, but there is a clear difference with the lotus lotus, the leaves are lying on the water surface, the flowers are also open on the water surface, such as sleeping in general. It is very short-lived, opening day and closing night. Because it is lying, merely only metaphorically as a sleeping beauty, as Xu Zhimo wrote in "Shayan Nara": "Most of all, the tenderness of the bowed head, as if a water lotus flower does not beat the cool wind of shyness." In this way, no matter the philosophy, aesthetics, or literary connotations, they are not comparable to the lotus. Water lily has white, yellow, purple, pink, red, fuchsia, blue several colors, lotus lotus only white and pink two color varieties.
Lotus, in history, has many names. Lotus flower, lotus flower, water chi, hibiscus, shuihua, shuifu, shuidan, shui hibiscus, zezhi, yuhuan, grass hibiscus, June spring, lotus flower, lotus flower, lotus flower, fuyuan, fuyong, junzi flower, nianhe, shuiyun, jingyou, jingkai, lotus flower, lotus flower, etc. The unbloomed flower buds are known as Nymphaea, and the already bloomed flower is called whippy lotus flower. Its root is the lotus root, and its fruit is called lotus seed, which contains the lotus seed, and the lotus seed contains the lotus core, which is very bitter. Lotus root and lotus seed are delicious dishes, and the lotus core can be used to make tea.
Lotus in Buddhism and Hinduism, symbolizing the sacred and indestructible, these religions will appear in the legends of the gods to accompany the story, for example, Siddhartha Gautama was born walking, and step by step under the feet of the lotus. Lotus is harmonized with mercy and is meant to be compassionate.
Lotus is one of the earliest species of angiosperms, with sequoia, ginkgo, tulip tree, North American redwoods, with the glacial period of the relict plants. According to ancient botanists, fossil research confirmed that one hundred and thirty-five million years ago, in the Northern Hemisphere, many of the waters of all the distribution of plants in the genus Lotus.
The seeds of the lotus have exuberant vitality, some experts put a thousand years ago, the ancient lotus seed test, actually successful germination, growth and flowers. This is a miracle in the biological world, so the lotus seems to have an incredible magical power. Lotus vitality is also really strong, casually sprinkle a few lotus seeds in the pond, a few years past, but is full of a pond lotus lotus.
The lotus has a peculiar habit: the better time for the lotus is 6:00 am to 8:00 am, the time period of the lotus is the most vibrant. Generally, in order to ensure the need to reproduce offspring, in order to ensure the success of pollination, will be open for two days. On the first morning, the petals will close up near noon and remain as buds. The next morning the original closed stamens will continue to open, these flowers near noon when the petals will fall off, has been pollinated rosette will remain on the branch to continue to slowly mature.
So, in the morning you can see the most beautiful and colorful scene in the lotus pond: the first bloom buds like a young girl like buds, slightly open petals, and the previous day has been open to the lotus is like a mature young woman, impatiently Shu Petal Yang stamens, their own beauty to the extreme, the photographer can have a greater choice. In the afternoon, some of the original open lotus flowers have become buds, unless the remnants of the lotus and lotus, almost no blooming lotus, so the afternoon can not be photographed to the real elegance of the lotus.
Fourth afternoon lotus
Nymphaea blossoms are graceful, shy and charming.
The Nymphaea lotus has a graceful and elegant makeup, and is shy and charming.
The Lotus Root is a lotus flower, and the lotus root is a lotus root, and the lotus root is a lotus root, and the lotus root is a lotus root.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes, and then you'll have a new pair of shoes.
You're a lotus flower, and you're a lotus flower. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
That is the burning life, burning love! Lotus, pavilion, pink and white, plain. Pure its outside, clean its inside, not demonic, not charming, floating out of the dust. Lotus, proud, unapproachable, pure, elegant, with a high state of blooming in the world of dust. The wind whisked by, in the dark green dripping green swaying a pool of elegance. Who is the soulmate, understand the lotus heart bitter? Who, in another life, knows the heart of the lotus?
In this life, you are the lotus, I would like to be a lotus leaf. Water heart and soft bones, ice and jade. I only wish to love you with a burning life, silent, with the deepest, most passionate way, let you gorgeous, let you show the splendor of life.
I think love and be loved, in fact, is a kind of predestined hijacking, but also an unresolved edge. Lotus out of the mud, perhaps, only to get rid of the dirt, remove the worries, put down at the right time, only to obtain the lotus-like beautiful realm.
The bushes are long, the willows are long, the pavilion promenade bridge, sitting on the mossy stone benches, quietly enjoying the world of seclusion and tranquility. The water is crystal clear, and the fish are weaving in and out of the water, chasing and playing. From time to time, you can hear the sound of big fish crossing the surface of the water. There is not a breeze, a pool of lotus, as if entering the Zen state. Occasionally visible lotus pink 'petals, gently fall into the water. The lotus shadow in the water, also gently floating from the bottom of the water to the surface, in the moment of falling into the water, a deep kiss, the flower and the shadow folded in one piece.
"Pool flowers to shadow fall, sand birds with sound fly." Since I think the lotus in the moment of falling is the most beautiful, pink and white petals, no wind from the fall, own boundless Zen.
The pool, above the layers of large leaves, in the middle of the withered remnants of the lotus, there are constantly tender yellow half-rolled new leaves grow out, slowly reach high, there are constantly broken lotus leaves branch stalks, falling into the water, but the process is very slow, slow enough that we almost can not be found.
Nymphaeas are constantly emerging from the water, and lotus leaves are constantly withering. This phenomenon is like the human world. Each person is like a leaf or a lotus branch, with only one life and only one splendor. Although daily to see, the lake full of pool prosperity is still there, but has long been not yesterday's that.
Buddha said: "The earthly lotus only dozens of petals, the sky lotus but hundreds of petals, the Pure Land of the lotus but in the thousands of petals above." It is said that there are parallel lotuses in the world, and there are also thousand-petaled lotuses. These, I have not seen, if I have the opportunity, must go to take a good look.
A pool of green, leaves are connected. Lotus arrows generally stand in the middle of it. The essence of the lotus is to absorb the spirit of heaven and earth. Li Yu wrote in "Infinite Lotus": "The wind is swaying, no wind curls." Qu Yuan also wrote a good line in Li Sao: "Make lotus as clothes, set hibiscus as clothes." Qu Yuan liked to wear strange clothes, whether it is really sewn into clothes with lotus leaves and flowers is unknown. I think, if you can, I want to make such a dress for my beloved, with lotus lotus, so that she can wear in the lotus pond moonlight, must be extraordinarily charming.
In my childhood, I swam in the lotus pond, and I know that the lotus stalks are covered with many small thorns, and if I don't pay attention to them, I will hurt my flesh. Seeing the farmers digging roots in the mud, know the hardships of life. In this world, who can live easily? Many people, who have toiled all their lives, are burdened by material things and cannot be relieved, not to mention any spiritual transcendence and exaltation of the soul. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
I think, the so-called Zen, is nothing more than in the reality of the quagmire, beyond themselves, so that the mind into a quiet lotus.
Five morning lotus
Lingbo fairy down to the mortal world, drinking jade dew with tears Yan.
Bathe in the clouds and overflowing color, pink cheeks delicate show face.
The first time I saw her, I was so impressed that I was able to open the lotus for you.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world, and you'll be able to see the world from the inside.
The morning sun is bright, the lotus pond is also very bright. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. As usual, stroll along the willow Yin Xiang stone path, through the gap of the willow peeping that a pool of lotus. A large part of the place is just turquoise, no longer thousands of thousands of flowers, no longer extremely luxurious, only occasionally found one. Lotus is more and more rare, but each, open extraordinarily large, holding nearly thirty centimeters in diameter of the petals, feeling extraordinarily stunning. Suddenly saw, there is a feeling of holiness. Lotus noble and upright, such as snow group, like rouge, thinly powdered, no, is water out of hibiscus, natural to carve. White with pink, pink through red. Lingbo Weiwei step, shy and tender color.
I can't help but think of the women of Jiangnan, wading in the river to pick hibiscus. A boat, a row, a person, a Ruo hat, carrying wine, playing the piano. The light fragrance into the heart, the river lotus is blooming. On the shore of the pavilion and pavilions, small bridges and curved paths, carved railings and jade masonry. There is the sound of distant singing, there is the sound of the zither, there is the wine slightly drunk, there are jade people such as hibiscus. The boat, rocked to the depths of the lotus, poetry, words, forget the world and forget the opportunity.
The lake is very big, the best is the West Lake, "covering the sky lotus leaves infinite blue, reflecting the sun lotus different red." The best is the dongting, "Pu on the lotus flowers born purple smoke, Wu Ji wine shop near people boat. If you wrap the lotus leaves around the fish and crabs, you will die of old age in the river and lake without complaining to heaven." The best is the grasshopper boat on the Mangdong River, "Mistakenly entering the depths of lotus root flowers. Scrambling to get across, scrambling to get across, startling a shoal of gulls and herons." The best is layers and layers, stacked and stacked, "heard the song began to realize that there are people to come," Qiang pipe to get clear, diamond song pan night, fishing old man Lotus Wah.
Farmer's maidens carrying baskets made of bamboo gimlets, to the lake to pick lotus seeds. The milky-white lotus seeds, green and black shells, emit a faint fragrance. The lotus seed is sticking up from between the lotus leaves, tilting its head, facing one side, sensual, full, and full of life.
Ten thousand acres of lotus flowers, fragrant wind ten miles. Outside the wind of the wine flag, the painting of the boat in the sky, shaking a lake dense, drunken look at both sides of the house. It is said that many places have ten thousand acres of lotus ponds. Father never love traveling, saw on TV the propaganda film of ten thousand acres of lotus ponds, said he must go to see. I have not seen that spectacular, only in dozens of acres of large artificial lake, drunken appreciation of thousands of lotus lotus bloom. Ximurong is the most favorite lotus, like to paint lotus, write lotus, lotus, has personally shoveled silt in their own yard planted six large tanks of lotus, also spent a year painting a painting, the painting has three hundred lotus. Ji Xianlin is also love lotus, once in a small lake scattered dozens of seeds, actually three years, grew a lake full of compound petals of Taihu Lake lotus.
Between the thousands and thousands of lotus leaves, looking back, stunning. That bloomed the most, let the eyes light up, the heart is also bright. These large lotus, with "desperate" two words are most appropriate. As if fervent love, to use life to burn, only thrilling.
You said, you are the lotus in front of the Buddha, not for the super, not for the incense, just to meet me in the red dust. Encounter, reunion, in your most beautiful time, the lifetime delivery. You are lonely, independent of the crowd between the lotus, in my close, suddenly heart, suddenly whispered to me.
A little closer, a little closer! Your face will be scarlet, shy into the most delicate one. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you, I'm afraid I'll miss you on this most beautiful summer morning. The sun is just right, the time is just right, you are just right.
You said, you are the mark of my past life, I am the mystery of your life. In this life, you only want to open into a beautiful lotus for me. The bitter hidden in the bottom of the heart, the silent pain, burning love, fiery love, thrilling love, are covered in a calm smile, calm demeanor.
Six rain lotus
The clouds and mist misty blue pond, dark fragrance and shadow willow silk soft.
The rain falls and moistens the branch show, elegant and elegant face shy.
Concrete pearl Ying Cui umbrella, crystal clear overflow of color.
Listen to the rain and watch the lotus haunting thoughts, romantic poetic degree of spring and fall.
"The lake does not need to close the door to sleep, night and night cool wind fragrance full of home." There is a home near the lake, do not need to be too luxurious, simple a few pavilions, open the door will be full of lotus.
The wind comes freely, and the lotus is fragrant. The curtains, the pavilion, the clear sky. The mountain peaks, the summer shade, the bamboo door. Morning to the lake, see ten thousand hectares of glaze, red makeup Cui cover, catch the sky cloud brocade. In the evening, I come to the pavilion to watch the sunset, the gulls and herons flying, and the mandarin ducks playing in the water. Nothing to do, about two or three friends, canoeing on the lake, a pot of wine, a song, drunkenness do not know the way back. The wall of lotus leaves, lotus flowers, full of lake wind and dew.
If it's a light rain, the wind is blowing, and the smoke in the lake is misty. Jade cover lightly turned, red powder to leave traces, light sadness, lingering sadness. "The stamen in a thousand tears, the heart of ten thousand silk." The heart has incense, why fear of sinking and floating? Although it is raining, the lotus is still pink and red, open and closed Shu volume, a natural.
The most wonderful thing is the rain is full of wind, outside the willow light thunder. The wind blew, the lotus leaves rolled, flower branches shake, proudly with the wind stretching the tendons. That is a strong and vigorous upward momentum, let it wind and rain, can not be shaken. Old stems and new shoots, such as the old hot and flowing brush strokes, the time of the brush, interesting, far-reaching meaning. The wind lotus, constantly leaping with roughness, exuberant and fiery, pale with strength.
Heavy rain came, thumping on the huge lotus leaves, loud as thunder. The lake is filled with a layer of light smoke, clouds seem to rise, a group of confused dream. Lotus in the lake, but also ink black as paint, light as smoke, leaves and leaves in the ink mingling, thick and light phase break, Rupert sparse, mellow and elegant, natural forgetfulness. Lotus in the rain, is the real capitalization, in a moment, full of smoke and clouds, the atmosphere is magnificent!
I think the fastest thing in my life, nothing more than with my beloved, hand in hand with a light embrace, in the Lake Pavilion to listen to the rain and watch the lotus. The kind of fast and romantic, elegant and elegant, such as reading half a volume of poetry, drunken eyes hazy.
Summer rain, come fast, also go fast. After a burst of rain and wind, it is sunny, a bright. Thought that the pool will be full of residual lotus, but the opposite is true. After the rain lotus more delicate, just now the wind and rain as if it had not happened. It turned out to be rolled, large as an umbrella of lotus leaves to cover the wind and rain, the lotus flower hiding in the embrace of the lotus leaves, but also safe and sound! This lotus leaves on the lotus love, but also quite deep!
The lotus lotus bathing in the sun, swaying and dancing, after the rain, more showy and quiet, graceful and elegant. In the shadow of the lotus leaves, thousands of flawless, out of the sky. Butterflies and bees are flying and birds are dropping. Many Nymphaea are also in full bloom and are ready to blossom. After the summer rain, the lotus lotus, like "the first banquet in the Yao Chi, the drunken face of ten thousand concubines, washed clean", more extraordinary, full of vitality and prosperity.
Raindrops rolling around on the lotus leaves, crystal bright, love, big raindrops actually have a small bowl as big as the wind, from time to time there are raindrops slipping down the sound of turning down the lotus leaves. There is also a sound of frogs, a sound of birds, a sound of insects, with the wind, one by one into the ear, as heavenly music.
When it comes to the fall and winter, the rain, smoke and water. Several plants withered lotus, half waist folded down, charred leaves half dipped into the pool. The remaining lotus imagery, such as a poignant sentence, standing in the middle of the water.
Once "small lotus just showed the tip of the corner", "back stand crowing red rain", now it is "left to listen to the sound of rain". Decadence, is so dripping, a mess. Formerly graceful, out of the silt and not stained beauty, now fall into the dirty pool of mud, and sludge in cahoots. There are also dead also refused to fall, showing the frost and snow of the clanking bones.
At this time, the remnants of the lotus, such as a pen of old ink, written in the scrolls of the years, people books are old. The residual lotus listening to the rain, is still the trousseau dream, under the sword of the strong man. How much of the sea in the love affair, how many sheep hate no end, how many next year, Lanzhou wine and come back, how much righteousness, heroes, are in this patter, cold and clear rain, to revisit that a touch of coolness, a wisp of softness, a pure land.