1. Poems about Lotus Leaves and Lotus
Lotus The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus is uniquely red when reflecting the sun.
—— Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn" The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. ——Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and return home with a hoe in the moonlight.
—— Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3" The sun is shining on the leaves and the rain is falling, the water is clear and round, and the wind is lifting each one. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Su Muzhe·Liao Agarwood" I returned to the boat late after my excitement, and strayed into the depths of the lotus root.
——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Chang Ji Xi Ting Sunset" Lotus Leaves Jiangnan Han Yuefu Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields with lotus leaves. Fish play among the lotus leaves.
The lotus leaves are to the east, the lotus leaves are to the west, the lotus leaves are to the south, and the lotus leaves are to the north. "Walking Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" by 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. "Lotus Picking Song" Wang Changling's lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus splayed to both sides of the face.
He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming. . 2. Poems about lotus leaves and lotus flowers
Lotus flowers
The lotus leaves that reach the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are uniquely red. ——Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. —— Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"
In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. ——Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 3"
The early sun on the leaves is drying up and the rain is falling, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind is lifting each one. ——Zhou Bangyan's "Su Muzhe·Liao Agarwood"
Returning to the boat late after having fun, I accidentally fell into the depths of the lotus root. ——Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream Ling·Chang Ji Xiting Sunset"
Lotus Leaves
Jiangnan Han Yuefu
You can pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Fish play among the lotus leaves.
The lotus leaves are to the east, the lotus leaves are to the west, the lotus leaves are to the south, and the lotus leaves are to the north.
"Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" Yang Wanli
After all, the scenery of West Lake in June 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.
"Lotus Picking Song" Wang Changling
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus splayed to both sides of the face. You can't see anyone entering the pool, but when you hear the song, you feel someone is coming. 3. Poems describing lotus flowers and lotus leaves
1. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June 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.
From Yang Wanli's "Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn".
Meaning: After all, this is the scenery of West Lake in June. The scenery is indeed different from other seasons. The lotus leaves reach the sky and there is endless green, and the lotus flowers are exceptionally bright and bright red in the sunshine.
Appreciation: This is a poem describing the beautiful scenery of West Lake in Hangzhou in June. The whole poem expresses the deep attachment to friends in a tortuous way by praising the beautiful scenery of West Lake.
2. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving the clear and soft water. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
From "Little Pond" by Yang Wanli.
Meaning: The spring is quiet because it is reluctant to let go of the thin water, and the shade of the trees reflected on the water is because it loves the sunny weather and the gentle wind. As soon as the delicate little lotus leaf revealed its sharp corners from the water, there was already a naughty little dragonfly standing on it.
Appreciation: This poem is a fresh sketch. Everything is so delicate, so soft, and so affectionate. Every sentence is like a poem, every sentence is picturesque, showing the bright early summer scenery, natural and simple, and truly touching.
3. The cool green trees are harvested in the rain, and the lotus leaves are all over Tingzhou. When I climb high, I forget how drunk I am. I lean on the building alone in silence.
The palace is a relic of the Six Dynasties, and the clothes and clothes are scattered all over the barren hills through the ages.
The scenery is special in peacetime, with mountains and green water flowing freely.
From Tang Yanqian's "Jinling Nostalgia".
On the surface, the first sentence is a sigh of nostalgia for the past, but it actually implies the inevitability of the rise and fall of historical dynasties. The first half of the last three sentences are a tribute to Song Taizu's achievements in seizing Jinling and unifying the country, while the second half is mostly about the rise and fall of the Song Dynasty, summarizing the rise and fall of political regimes in the past.
4. Everywhere you look at the empty hall, you can see lotus flowers and lotus leaves crossing the railings. There are no songs or drums after the tourists leave, and the white water and green mountains are filled with late cold.
From Jiang Kui's "Miscellaneous Hymns of Living on the Lake Part 4".
This poem describes the static beauty of the West Lake, embodying the poet's yearning for nature and pursuing tranquility. The first two sentences are intended to be quiet. The wind is pleasant and the moon is light, the bright lake is like a mirror, and the cloud scenery is long, it is an ethereal and clear realm.
5. The floating fragrance wraps around the curved bank, and the round shadow covers the Huachi. I'm often afraid that the autumn wind will come early and I don't know how it will drift.
From "Qu Chi He" by Lu Zhaolin.
Meaning: The gentle fragrance lingers around the curved bank of the pool, and the round flowers and leaves cover the beautiful pool. I often worry that the bleak autumn wind will come too early, causing the lotus flowers to fall before you can fully enjoy them.
"Floating fragrance surrounds the curved bank". Before seeing its shape, I first smelled its fragrance. The winding bank of the pond is filled with fragrance, indicating that it is summer when the lotus flowers are in bloom. "The round shadow covers the lotus pond" refers to the moonlight covering the lotus pond.
The moon shadow is round, and the flowers and shadows are so blurred that they cannot be broken down. There are many poems about Lotus. This poem is written from the side, capturing people with its fragrance. It does not depict its graceful shape and moving purity, but conveys the charm of the night lotus.
"I am often afraid that the autumn wind will come early, and you will not know the drifting flowers." It follows the meaning of Qu Yuan's "Li Sao", "Only the scattered vegetation, fearing the beauty's twilight", but with some changes, it expresses it implicitly. The feeling that my talent was not appreciated and was neglected in my early years. 4. Poems describing lotus flowers and lotus leaves
Poems describing lotus flowers and lotus leaves include: Nostalgia for the Jinling Mountains, Miscellaneous Odes of Living on the Lake, Looking Back on the Boat Behind the Solitary Mountain, Summer Houses with Beautiful Lakes and Mountains, and Ten Miscellaneous Odes of Living on the Lake. Four songs.
1. Jinling nostalgic for the past, the green trees grow in the cold and the rain harvests, and the lotus leaves are all over Tingzhou. When I climb high, I forget to be drunk even when I am drunk. I lean on the building alone with emotion and speechlessness.
The palace is a relic of the Six Dynasties, and the clothes and clothes are scattered all over the barren hills through the ages. The scenery is special in peacetime, with mountains and green water flowing freely.
On the surface, the first poem is a sigh of nostalgia for the past, but it actually contains the idea of ??the inevitability of the rise and fall of historical dynasties. The remaining three songs are based on the tone of the first song.
The first half of the last three poems are all praises of Song Taizu's achievements in seizing Jinling and unifying the country, while the second half are mostly filled with emotions about the rise and fall of the country, summarizing the rise and fall of regimes in the past dynasties. 2. Miscellaneous chants about living on the lake. There are empty halls everywhere, as far as the eye can see, with lotus flowers and lotus leaves crossing the railings.
There are no songs or drums after the tourists leave, and the white water and green mountains are filled with late cold. This poem describes the static beauty of the West Lake, embodying the poet's yearning for nature and pursuing tranquility.
The first two sentences are intended to express tranquility. The wind is pleasant and the moon is light, the bright lake is like a mirror, and the cloud scenery is long, it is an ethereal and clear realm.
3. In the boat behind the solitary mountain, I look at the water and the distant sky. It is suspected that it moved from Weishui to Yuanqiao, as if Chang'e lived in Guanghan.
After the first autumn rain and autumn wind, the lotus leaves are half withered. A few points in the West Village return to the crow's wetness, and the ink on Lao Tzu's new inscription is not yet dry.
At dusk, wherever you lean on the railing, your thoughts are so ethereal. It's in the secluded monk's room to the west of the small pavilion behind the Gushan Pagoda.
Looking into the distance, the dense woods and Yinyin temples that come into view are as dim as a faded ancient painting; while the pieces of Fengtian are floating sporadically on the water, like a chessboard Squares cut from the top. 4. Summer resort, lakes and mountains, beautiful buildings, Huixi River, broken banks, sparse willow shades, wine houses, fishermen's houses, bamboo paths.
A lake is separated by dusk clouds, and the lotus leaves are flat. This poem describes the static beauty of the summer resort, embodying the poet's beautiful mood of longing for nature.
5. Fourteen miscellaneous poems about "Dwelling on the Lake". Everywhere you look, the empty hall looks wide, with lotus flowers and lotus leaves crossing the railings.
There are no songs or drums after the tourists leave, and the white water and green mountains are filled with late cold.
The poem expresses the poet's attitude, and the last two sentences contain stillness and movement. In the eerily quiet place, a small boat floated by, startling the reeds, which swayed loudly, highlighting the tranquility on the lake.
The words "suddenly" and "guo" are used in the writing, and the boat is moving lightly and quickly.
Extended information: Lotus leaf, also known as lotus stem or lotus stem.
It is the leaf of the lotus, a perennial herbaceous emergent plant of the family Nelumbinaceae. Lotus flowers generally grow up to 150 centimeters tall and extend to 3 meters laterally.
The maximum diameter of lotus leaves can reach 60 cm, and the maximum diameter of lotus flowers can reach 20 cm. Those with large, neat and green leaves are preferred.
The stem of the lotus leaf is green and covered with small thorns, like an umbrella handle; if the stem of the lotus leaf is broken, there will be many connected threads on the stem. There are countless micron-sized waxy papilla structures attached to the surface of the lotus leaf.
When observing these papillae with an electron microscope, you can see that there are many nanometer-sized particles with a similar structure attached to the surface of each micron-sized papilla. Scientists call them micron particles of lotus leaves. -Nano dual structure. It is these tiny dual structures that make the contact area between the lotus leaf surface and water droplets or dust very limited, so the phenomenon of water droplets rolling on the leaf surface and taking away dust occurs.
And the water does not stay on the surface of the lotus leaf.
Reference: Baidu Encyclopedia-Lotus Leaf. 5. Poems describing lotus leaves
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already stood on it.
——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face. You can't see anyone entering the pool, but when you hear the song, you feel someone is coming.
——"Lotus Plucking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty After all, in 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.
——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple" The most memorable scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is Bilian Ena, who is like a fairy, sending fragrance far away in the breeze gt; gt; A friend called me and invited me to visit the garden site . There are a few slanting winds and rain, and a few crescent willow branches.
Walk to the Spring Garden and look at the lotus pond. The lotus welcomes me, and I am so graceful that I am infatuated with myself.
The clear pond diverts water to the lotus roots. The spring breeze carries dew and touches the body. When the flowers bloom like a full moon, who will remember the lotus planter after seeing the scenery? gt; The old willows hang down the embankment and the wind is light, and the new lotus leaves are all over the fields. The white feathers are waving frequently, the idlers are sitting, and the black gauze is half-fallen, and the drunkard is sleeping.
When you are dreaming, you can cut off the sun by waving your arms. When you wake up, you can hold on to your pipes and don’t peek into the sky. It's worthy of a guest in the pillow of glory and glory, and treat Lian Yu as a fairy from this world.
gt; gt; The lotus leaves in the Yan Garden are empty, and there are no fishes playing in the lotus. It is also difficult for me to enter the lotus gt; The red face and green ink are spread out by the pool, and the sleeves are dancing and waved to the jade lotus, which is as beautiful as the jade lotus. A vein of delicate fragrance is born that makes it difficult for you; in the hot summer months after the rain, the spring flowers are lonely; the pond is full of red and blue, and jade beads fall in the wind. gt; After a night of wind and rain in the pond, tens of thousands of red jade blossoms bloomed; I have shown my pity for you, and I am so proud of you. Who can love the lotus like a dun Yi?
gt; Where does the gentleman in the flower come from? Tingting jade is standing tall and beautiful, the sun is warm and the fragrance is endless, the branches are spreading and the leaves are green, even if it is cool to cover the hot summer, it is too tired to hide from the cold winter. If you don’t want to be stained by dust, why should you stand in the mud gt ; The flowers on the land compete with each other for their fragrant fragrance, and the clear water pools are silent and fragrant, not competing with the peaches and plums for the spring breeze. The flowing fire in July brings coolness; The scenery in the north of Beijing is strange in the autumn, the sky is high, the clouds are pale, and the geese are blurred; I can't find any place after walking through the iron ridge, searching for the empty water relics in the lotus pond; there is nothing I can do When I go to sleep in autumn, my heart rises in love with the fairy clothes that beat the snow; Why do I sigh that I have no chance to see you? In the summer wind, there is a pool of blue for ten miles. gt; The bleak autumn wind kills all the flowers, the dead branches and leaves sway with the waves, temporarily losing the life-preserving power of lead flowers, and once the spring rain comes, the pond is full of green. 6. Poems about lotus leaves (or lotus) Urgent
Song Dynasty Poetry Lotus Leaf [Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu The wind blows on the surface of the pond, and the fields of 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] Wang Anshi The pavilion is surrounded by wind and dew. Do you know how charming the sky is? A boat is beyond the reach of other people, so you should be regarded as a beauty.
Xiaochi [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli The spring is a silent stream, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, which is soft and clear. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
Ru Meng Ling [Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao often remembers that the sunset in the creek pavilion is so intoxicated that I don’t know the way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.
Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons. Lotus [Song Dynasty] Yang Xunzhai The green roof and red building shine brightly in the sun, and the beauties of the West Lake gather with the immortals.
The waves are flat and the clouds are covered with brocade for ten miles, and the graceful and fragrant demeanor is used to paint the boat. Huanxi Sha by 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. The crystal downstairs is about to be updated three times.
When the foggy willows are dark, the clouds are over the moon, and where the dew is turned over, fireflies flow, and their flutters spread until dawn. A Cut of Plum Blossoms by Li Qingzhao of the Northern Song Dynasty. The fragrant red lotus roots remain in the jade mat in the autumn. I undressed my clothes lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When Yanzi 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.
Dielianhua Yan Jidao The first twist of frost brings despair. The sound of orioles in the leaves seems to be imitating Qin'e's singing.
After a long nap, I woke up, and the double-striped green mat was covered with cold waves. After the rain, the wind blows and the blue sky rises.
The lotus flowers 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.
Linjiang Fairy Ye Mengde did not see the jumping fish turning to Qugang, and 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 Cai Ling. Xiao Xuan pillow mat, eaves shadow hanging stars.
Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo The moon is as bright as frost, the wind is as good as 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 broken. The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been walking around the small garden.
I am a tired guest at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past my 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.
Huang Ying'er Chao Buzhi The beauty of Nanyuan is suitable for summer. In twos, twos, threes, new bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo shoots, and Yi Yi 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. Watch the tea floating flowers, and a wisp of fragrance lingers on the stick.
Strange Taoist saying: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi. Licorice Seed Liu Yong At dusk in autumn, lotuses are scattered randomly, and pearls rain down.
The moon is shining brightly after the rain, and it is freezing cold in Yuanyangpu. On the pond, I am worried about not having a partner, but I can't help but feel like living alone! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, I read the words of Fenlang.
Man Ting Fang Huang Tingjian The repair 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 crooked railings of the Fragrant Ferry are reflected in red and thin and sparse latticework. On a clear night, the moon is full in Hengtang, and the clear water can see the moving stars.
It's pleasant to hear. After the light rain, the algae and nymphaeum are blooming, and then the bed is moved, and the Xiang mat is 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 Buddha’s head is green with dew on the mountain. Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang I always remember the lonely mountain. The mountain is like a cluster of black flowers in the center 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 Mulberries Ouyang Xiu The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus blooms. When wine comes, there are no flags, but red buildings and green canopies 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.
Yan Jidao, who was born in Zhazi, always hated crossing the river, so he moved to live near Xitou. Wandering on the Mulan boat, I strayed into Shuangyuan Pu.
The thin clouds are frivolous for no reason, and they are secretly like rain. The green sleeves are not cold, and I want to speak to the lotus.
Linjiang Immortal Ouyang Xiu It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow, and the sound of raindrops and broken lotuses is heard. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky.
Where the railing is leaning, the moon will shine. Swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and jade hooks hang down the curtains.
The cool waves do not move and the lines of the mat are flat. There are two pillows of water essence, with a fallen hairpin hanging beside them.
Seeing Lin Zifang off at dawn from Jingci Temple [Song Dynasty] 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.
Lotus by Bu Suanzi, Xin Qiji, pretty red and pink makeup, green cover to keep out the wind and rain. It's cool in June in the world, and it's full moon in Yuanyangpu.
The roots of the lotus root are long, and the lotus in the flower has a painful heart. Just because there is a lot of sadness in the romance, it makes the steps of a beautiful woman even more beautiful.
Pink lips, fragrant lotus, Wang Shipeng, Shili West Lake, light makeup and thick makeup like the west. Lotus root hairpin water.
Very clean and fragrant. I remember once traveling, taking a short trip to the red clouds.
Talking about it, a basin of water is like the West Lake ten miles away. Lotus Mei, Lotus, Su Shi, Song Dynasty, Xia Bao charge 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 clear breeze, I am very low and silent, and the evil spirits are powerless. Finally, I have to let the boat go. I can live in the depths of the fragrance and look at the color of her.
Resentment Wang Sun Song Li Qingzhao The wind on the lake is vast and the waves are 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 apple blossom grass. The gulls and herons sleep in the sand and do not look back. They seem to hate that people return early.
Magpie Bridge Immortal Sends Lotus Flowers on Chinese Valentine's Day Song Dynasty Fang Yue The Milky Way has no waves, and the Qiong Tower does not get hot. A little tenderness like water.
I am willing to donate orchids to relieve my sorrow, but I am free and delicate. The heart of the waves is filled with snow, and the rain is separated by the gulls.
The lotus can be seen clearly in the jian. God knows how to deal with his own affairs, and he can see how I can sell you.
Bodhisattva Man, Lotus, Song Dynasty, Chen Yuyi, Nanxuan faces Furongpu, the wind is good, the moon is good, and the rain is good. When there is less red and more green, the light in front of the curtain is wonderful.
The rope bed and ebony table are filled with fragrance. Wake up to a new chapter, and be the master of flowers.
Dreaming of Lotus Flowers in the Vast Land by Lu You of the Song Dynasty. The sky is boundless and the road is vast. I am an old writer named Feng Lulang, the King of the Moon. I only use a thousand bottles as a monthly salary because I dislike the smell of copper and the fragrance of flowers.
Cave Fairy Song Lotus Liu Guangzu, Song Dynasty The evening wind collects the flowers, and the small pond is clear of lotuses. Leaning alone on the Hu bed after waking up from the wine, I start to wander around. From time to time, there is a fragrance blowing in, clouds and algae are chaotic, and the shadows of fish swim under the leaves.
The sky holds the dew cover, no ice is visible, and the melancholy makeup is in the Xiaoluan mirror. When the moon is cool on the night after, the moonlight is pale, the flowers are low, and I am sleeping in a quiet dream. Who can save me?
It should be remembered that when I leaned on the railing near the stream, I thought about thousands of hectares of red in the south of the Yangtze River. Two-Colored Lotuses Song Dynasty Cao Xun The wind and marsh are blue, the lotus shadows are bright and clean, and the waves are clear.
If you look at the jade in plain skin, your face will be reddish. Take advantage of the Xunfeng to color it, and illuminate your drunken eyes and plum makeup.
On the embankment willows hang down light tents, and the flying dust blocks them all. Lots of green lotuses line the Hengtang warmly.
Competing to reflect the green grass bank. The boat is painted without oars, and it is best to watch it from a distance at dawn.
It seems to be a companion of mandarin ducks, and moreover, it is a companion of spring hoe. Frequent banquets, incense arrays, and Yaochi stay late.
The Oriole's Cry Preface to Lotus and Zhao Xiuquan Yun Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty The Hengtang is pierced with bright brocade, attracting mandarin ducks to water. In the evening when the clouds are broken, I return with a smile and fold the flowers, and my cyan gauze is lowered to protect the lamp. 7. Poems about lotus and lotus leaves
Poems about lotus Jiangnan Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and there are fields of lotus leaves.
Among the fish and lotus leaves, the fish and lotus leaves are to the east, the fish and lotus leaves are to the west, the fish and lotus leaves are to the south, and the fish and lotus leaves are to the north. Lotus Picking Song by Wang Changling The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus splayed to both sides of the face.
He entered the pool without being able to see him, but when he heard the song, he felt that someone was coming.
At dawn, Jingci sees 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. A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao. In autumn, the fragrant red lotus roots remain in the jade mat. I undressed my clothes lightly and boarded 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 just frown, but it is in my heart.
Lotus Qing. Shi Tao. The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate and delicate. It sticks to the waves and does not hinder the movement of the boat. When the wind blows in April and May, it can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman. "The Love of the 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 emerges from 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, green lotus covers green water, The hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots with roots underneath and lotus roots with heads above. ◇Ode to Lotus ~ Southern Dynasty·Liang·Shen Yue 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. ◇Collecting Lotus~Southern Dynasty·Liang·Wu Jun The brocade belt has mixed flowers and flowers, and the robe hangs down the green river.
I asked my son where he was going now, and he 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.
I hope you will return soon and the lotus flowers will bloom. ◇A poem about 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 make love with frost and dew, it should be as good as flying ponchos. ◇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 share dividends. The color captures the song's face, and the fragrance dances in the wind of the clothes.
The name Lotus can be remembered naturally, and the two minds are the same. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Sui Dynasty·Yin Yingtong There are countless companions in the boat, and they help each other when unmooring.
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 root threads are tied together, and lotus leaves are held into cups. ◇Ancient Style (Part 26)~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The green lotus grows in the quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers emerge from the green water, and dense leaves are filled with 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.
I have not yet gained my roots, but I would like to stay by the Hua Pond. ◇ Lotus Picking Song ~ Liang Liu Xiaowei of the Southern Dynasties. The golden oar magnolia boat plays the role of 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 hold, and the handle is curved.
When the flowers are dew, the hair is wet, and the wind stems are lightly brushed. ◇If you break the lotus, you will get a gift~Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty waded into the river to play in the autumn water, and loved the fresh red lotus.
Climbing the lotus and playing with the beads, the ripples are not 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. ◇Lotus~Li Shangyin They are all colorless, but they are so fragrant.
Yao mats are set up to enjoy the cool weather, 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.
Anticipate farewell in the autumn before, and sing songs in dreams after separation. ◇Lotus~Wen Tingyun The green pond is swaying to connect with Xingjin, and the orchids are rolled into white apples.
It should be the stockings on the waves of Luo Shen, and the lotus stamens are still fragrant. ◇Leave Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang off in the evening ~ 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 are off, and the hibiscus is wandering around 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. ◇A Prune Cut~Northern Song Dynasty·Li Qingzhao The fragrant red lotus root leaves the jade mat in autumn, I undressed my clothes lightly, and got 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 just frown, but it is in my heart.
◇Su Muzhe~Northern Song Dynasty·Zhou Bangyan Burns 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 dries, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind lifts them one by one. 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·Huang Qiong Dongjia Pond in the vast desert, with green trees shading towards the inlet.
The fragrance of brocade is endless 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, and the flowers are faintly connected.
Three or five small boats are about to go, singing loudly and picking lotus flowers. ◇Furong~Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty. I pity the few red and pink marks the most, the small bamboo gate beside the bridge outside the water.
Looking at the photo, I am shocked but also pity myself. Xishi originally lived in Zhuluo Village. ◇ Thoughts on Ou Township ~ Modern · Leisure Article Farewell to the ancient town of Anyi at dawn, boating on the water in Ou Township; the willows on the bank dye the clear stream, and the fragrance of lotus fills the golden autumn.
Being stuck in a foreign land hurts poverty and chaos, but returning to my hometown is full of joy and scenery; people with political skills and wealth are born, and the hibiscus fairy is happy to come and visit. ◇The South Pavilion is Huai Xin Da in summer~Meng Haoran The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east.
Enjoy the evening coolness by spreading out the air, 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.
The Jia family peeked behind the curtain of Young Master Han, while Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of Wei Wangcai. In the heart of spring, don't let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray.
◇Friends in Summer~Xu Ji The flowing water steps remove the stillness, 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 There is more to hate than a country and a city. How 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 on a colorful boat, crossing the lotus pond, singing songs awoke the sleeping mandarin ducks.
Wandering girls snuggled up with fragrance and laughed, vying for slimness and folding their lotuses to cover up the evening sunshine. ◇Huanxisha·Li Jing The fragrant lotus leaves are gone, and the westerly wind is worrying about the blue waves.
Still haggard and haggard as time goes by, 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 with infinite hatred, leaning on the railing. ◇How about Sidi Township·Sun Guangxian? More lingering feelings! A shy moth gathers under the Yongri Water Essence Curtain.
Six pictures of skirts on the ground, slightly trailing blue waves. 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 center 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 sound of clear sounds from the pavilion is heard under the eaves.
Don’t let 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 blooms. When the wine comes, there is no need for flags, but red buildings and green covers in front and behind.
The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers, the fragrance is golden, the mist and rain are gentle, and I return drunk with music and songs. ◇Linjiangxian·Ouyang Xiu It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willow. It is raining. 8. Verses about lotus and lotus leaves (in a poem)
How do you know how beautiful the sky is?
Wearing red makeup and singing about picking lotuses,
The beauties of the West Lake gather among the fairies,
Your grace and fragrance are painted on the boat,
Therefore, you should be treated as a beauty.
Ru Meng Ling [Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao
I often remember that at dusk in the creek pavilion,
I have already seen a dragonfly standing on it.
Lotus [Song Dynasty] Wang Anshi
The wind and dew embrace the Sichuan Di,
I strayed into the depths of the lotus flower,
I was startled Beach gull heron.
Who is Zhang Qinggai on the water?
Xiaochi [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli
The spring is a silent stream,
The shade of the trees shines on the water and the water is clear and soft.
The waves are spread ten miles apart with cloud brocade and lotus leaves [Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu
The wind blows on the surface of the pond, and
the leaves are exposed between the waves.
Lotus [Song Dynasty] Yang Xunzhai
The green cover and red building shine brightly in the sun?
A piece of transcendental events.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners and is fighting for the crossing.
I am so drunk that I don’t know the way back.
Return to the boat late after all the fun.
Struggle for crossing 9. Poems describing lotus leaves
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.
——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Little Pond" The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is spread to both sides of the face. You can't see anyone entering the pool, but when you hear the song, you feel someone is coming.
——"Lotus Plucking Song" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty After all, in 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.
——Song Dynasty Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple" The most memorable scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is Bilian Ena, who is like a fairy, sending fragrance far away in the breeze gt; gt; A friend called me and invited me to visit the garden site . There are a few slanting winds and rain, and a few crescent willow branches.
Walk to the Spring Garden and look at the lotus pond. The lotus welcomes me, and I am so graceful that I am infatuated with myself.
The clear pond diverts water to the lotus roots. The spring breeze carries dew and touches the body. When the flowers bloom like the full moon, who will remember the lotus planter after seeing the scenery? gt; The old willows hang down the embankment and the wind is light, and the new lotus leaves are all over the fields. The white feathers are waving frequently, the idlers are sitting, and the black gauze is half-fallen, and the drunkard is sleeping.
When you are dreaming, you can cut off the sun by waving your arms. When you wake up, you can hold on to your pipes and don’t peek into the sky. It's worthy of a guest in the pillow of glory and glory, and treat Lian Yu as a fairy from this world.
gt; gt; The lotus leaves in the Yan Garden are empty, and there are no fish playing in the fields. It is also difficult for me to enter the lotus. gt; The red face and green ink are spread out by the pool, and the sleeves are dancing and waved to the jade lotus, which is as beautiful as the jade lotus. A vein of delicate fragrance is born that makes it difficult for you; in the hot summer months after the rain, the spring flowers are lonely; the pond is full of red and blue, and jade beads fall in the wind. gt; After a night of wind and rain in the pond, tens of thousands of red jade blossoms bloomed; I have shown my pity for you, and I am so proud of you. Who can love the lotus like a dun Yi?
gt; Where does the gentleman in the flower come from? Tingting jade is standing tall and beautiful, the sun is warm and the fragrance is endless, the branches are spreading and the leaves are green, even if it is cool to cover the hot summer, it is too tired to hide from the cold winter. If you don’t want to be stained by dust, why should you stand in the mud gt ; The flowers on the land compete with each other for their fragrant fragrance, and the clear water pools are silent and fragrant, not competing with the peaches and plums for the spring breeze. The flowing fire in July brings coolness; The scenery in the north of Beijing is strange in the autumn, the sky is high, the clouds are pale, and the geese are blurred; I can't find any place after walking through the iron ridge, searching for the empty water relics in the lotus pond; there is nothing I can do When I go to sleep in autumn, my heart rises in love with the fairy clothes that beat the snow; Why do I sigh that I have no chance to see you? In the summer wind, there is a pool of blue for ten miles. gt; The bleak autumn wind kills all the flowers, the dead branches and leaves sway with the waves, temporarily losing the life-preserving power of lead flowers, and once the spring rain comes, the pond is full of green.