Lotus Leaf [Song Dynasty] Ouyang Xiu
The wind blows on the surface of the pond,
The leaves are exposed between the waves.
Who is wearing a green cover on the water,
but wearing red makeup and singing about picking lotuses.
Lotus [Song Dynasty] Wang Anshi
The wind and dew in the pavilions embrace Sichuan Di,
How do you know that the sky is so beautiful?
This is a transcendent thing that will happen in the future,
So you should be regarded as a beauty.
Xiaochi [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli
The spring is silent and the stream is trickling,
The shade of the trees shines on the water and the water is clear and soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners,
A dragonfly has already stood on its head.
Ru Meng Ling [Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao
I often remember the sunset in Xiting,
I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back.
Returning to the boat late after having fun,
stuck into the depths of lotus flowers.
Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing,
Start up a pool of gulls and herons.
Lotus [Song Dynasty] Yang Xunzhai
The green roof and red building shine brightly in the sun,
The beauties of the West Lake gather with the immortals.
The waves are flat for ten miles, and the clouds are covered with brocade.
The boat is painted with grace and fragrance.
Huanxi Shazhang 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,
Where the dew is turned over, fireflies are flowing,
The rustle spreads until dawn.
A Cut of Plum Blossoms by Li Qingzhao of the Northern Song Dynasty
The fragrance of red lotus roots lingers in the jade mat in autumn,
Take off Luo Shang lightly,
Go on an orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent brocade books?
When the wild goose returns,
The moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows.
A kind of lovesickness,
Two places of leisurely sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling,
I just lower my brows,
But it is in my heart.
Die Lian Hua Yan Jidao
The first twist of frost gives rise to despair. The sound of orioles in the leaves seems to be imitating Qin'e's singing. After waking up from a nap, I felt lazy for a while, and the double-striped green mat was covered with cold waves. After the rain, the wind blows and the blue sky rises. The lotus blossoms are flowing, 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
No jumping fish turned to Qugang, and I passed by the lake specially. Xiao Xiao Shu wind chaos rain lotus. The slight clouds have blown away, and the bright moon has fallen into a flat wave. I'm still drunk after a glass of white wine, and I'm still feeling drunk when I come back. No one can sing the song of Cai Ling. Xiaoxuan pillow mat, eaves shadow hanging stars.
Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the clear scenery is infinite. Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out dew, and there is no one to see the loneliness. Like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are startled. The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been walking around the small garden. A tired guest at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past his hometown. The Swallow Tower is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow in the empty locked building. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments. At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou.
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 chaotic wind of lotus flowers and the fine rain of 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. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi.
Licorice seed Liu Yong
Autumn dusk,
Lotus flowers are scattered randomly,
It rains like pearls.
The moon is shining brightly after the rain,
It is so cold in Yuanyangpu.
On the pond, Pinglan is worried about having no partner,
But this is the mood of living alone!
But next to the parrot in the golden cage,
Reciting the words of Fenlang.
Man Tingfang 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 balusters of the fragrant ferry are bent and red, and the lattice is thin and sparse. On a clear night, the moon is full in Hengtang, and the clear water can see the moving stars. It's pleasant to listen to. After the light rain, the algae and grasshoppers are blooming, and then the bed is moved to the square screen of Hunan mat. 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. Lianyun Pavilion is fragrant with the fragrance of wild lotus, and the sound is clear from above. Don't let the dust stain people's clothes, and dream about flying in the air.
Ouyang Xiu picking mulberry seeds
The West Lake is beautiful when the lotus blooms.
When wine comes,
No flags are used.
There are red buildings and green roofs at the front and rear.
The painting boat is pushed into the depths of the flowers,
The fragrance is golden,
There is a slight mist and rain,
I return drunk with music and songs.
Sheng Chazi Yan Jidao
I have always hated crossing the river,
I moved to live near Xitou.
While wandering on the Mulan boat,
stumbled into Shuangyuan Pu.
The thin clouds are frivolous for no reason,
It is a secret rain.
The green sleeves are not cold,
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 is breaking. The west corner of the small building has a bright red sky. The place where I lean against the wall is waiting for the moon to be born.
The swallows fly to peek at the painted building, and the jade hook hangs down the curtain. The cool waves will not move and the mat will be flat. There are two pillows of water essence, with a fallen hairpin hanging beside them.
Send Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn
[Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli
After all, in the middle of June in West Lake,
the scenery is different from that of the four seasons same.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
Bu Suanzi Lotus Xin Qiji
Red and pink makeup,
The green cover keeps the wind and rain away.
It is the coolest month of June in the world,
The moon is in Yuanyangpu.
The root silk is long,
The lotus in the flower is painful.
Only because of the romance, there is a little sadness,
It is even more beautiful.
Pink lips, fragrant lotus, Wang Shipeng
Ten miles west lake,
Light makeup and thick makeup like the west.
Lotus root hairpin water.
It is extremely clean and fragrant.
I remember once traveling,
Short trip into the red clouds.
It is similar to a basin of water,
It is similar to the West Lake ten miles away.
Lotus is charming, Lotus, Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Xia Bao has an electric charge of 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 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 and waves on the lake are vast,
Autumn is already late, and there are few reds and few fragrances.
The scenery of the water, the mountains, and the people,
It is indescribable and infinitely good.
The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves,
washed with clear dew, apple blossoms and grass.
The gulls and herons sleep in the sand and do not look back.
It seems that they hate it and return home early.
Magpie Bridge Immortal Sends Lotus Flowers on Chinese Valentine's Day Fang Yue, Song Dynasty
There are no waves in the Milky Way and no heat in Qionglou. 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 wave is filled with snow, and the rain is scattered by the gulls. The lotus can be seen clearly in the jian. God knows how to dispose of me, and I can see how I can sell you off.
Bodhisattva Man Lotus Chen Yuyi, Song Dynasty
Nanxuan faces Furongpu,
It is suitable for the wind, the moon and the rain.
Red is less and green is more,
The scenery in front of the curtain is wonderful.
The rope bed is made of ebony,
The sun is full of fragrance.
Wake up and write a new story,
Be the master of flowers.
Dream Walking Among Lotus Flowers Lu You, Song Dynasty
The sky is windy and the road is boundless,
The old writer is Feng Lulang, the King of the Moon.
Only a thousand bottles are regarded as monthly salary,
Because they dislike the smell of copper and the fragrance of flowers.
Dong Xian Song, Lotus, Liu Guangzu, Song Dynasty
The evening wind collects the flowers, and the small pond is clear of lotuses. Leaning alone on the bed, I first wake up from the wine and wander around. Occasionally there is a fragrance blowing in, the clouds and algae are chaotic, and the shadows of fish swim under the leaves. The sky holds the dew cover, but no ice is visible. 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 Lotus, Song Dynasty Cao Xun
The windy marsh is blue, the lotus shadow is bright and clean, and the surface of the waves is clear. The plain skin can judge the jade, and the smoky face is blushing in different shades. Take advantage of the Xunfeng to color it, and illuminate your drunken eyes and plum makeup. Willow tents hang down on the embankment, and all the flying dust blocks them.
Plenty of green lotuses line the Hengtang for warmth. Competing to reflect the fragrant grass bank. The boat is painted without oars, and it is best to watch it from a distance at dawn. It's like making an appointment with mandarin ducks, and even more so with spring hoe. Frequent banquets, incense arrays, and Yaochi stay late.
The Oriole's Cry Preface to He 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 smile and fold the flowers to return, and the cyan gauze lowers to protect the stamens of the lamp. Runyu is thin, ice is light and tired of bathing, and the wind is falling in the clouds. Listen to the soft sound of the silver bed, and the sycamore trees gradually disturb my thoughts. The light streaming through the window is slowly flying, and the swallows are complaining about the sky. I woke up by mistake, Fengzhu knocked on the door, but the old friend never came. The records of Langjue and new poems are carefully pinched, and the traces of old and fragrant traces are slender. Afraid of following the rules, Luo Fan is kind and sparse, and autumn is born again.
In the old days of the West Lake, the painting boats moved frequently, and I sighed often in my dreams. The clouds are cold, the waves are erratic, and the mist is flying like rain. The crocodile gauze is visible, but the red tears are hidden. On a single night, at the center of the wave, the flute plays the moon and the colorful clothes dance, toward the Ming Dynasty. I don’t realize that the flowers are haggard. The sweet fragrance is easy to fall, and when you turn back, you will burn the smoke, and the empty mirror will be painted on the screen. The remaining cicadas are singing their songs through the Western Garden, and I feel the red and resentful green. Read and study, and rest in peace in Wu Palace. The dark willow chases the cold. The dawn bank is slanting, and the dew is zero. The lotus roots are lingering in the clusters, and the joy is lingering. Taosheng spreads out the shadow of Xianglang, with Zhaohua and Jiali Bing leaning on each other. Nowadays, there is frost on the temples, half a box of autumn poems, and the paper is filled with hatred.
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty in Huanxi Shasha
There are ten miles of hanging willows and lotuses on all sides,
Where are the most flowers toward the clouds,
The south bank of the painting building Sunset and.
The weather is cool and people are lonely.
The time needs to be passed away with wine.
Come and listen to the music in the flowers.
The Proud Fisherman, Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
Suddenly I heard the sound of two oars beating at the bottom of the flower,
The patrolling female companion came to look for me.
The wine cup spins around the lotus leaves,
The lotus boat swings,
Red waves always appear in the cup.
The fragrance of the flower spirit wine is clear and refreshing,
The flower cheek wine faces each other with blushing faces.
Drunk and sleeping in the green shade for a while,
I looked up in surprise,
The bow pavilion is on the beach.
Manjianghong Double-headed Lotus, Song Dynasty·Liu Xueji
A double flower with a low green cover, auspicious and beautiful. People are sitting on the Xunfeng Pavilion, with their lapels full of water. The two continents are more beautiful than each other, and the two are handsome and beautiful. It's really strange to see the rain clear at first and the red sky at noon.
Double egret, double carp. Flying and swimming are both here. The two servant girls are in the sky, and the boy is serving the fragrance. The city is full of twins, the twins are pregnant, and the leaves of the twin ducks are rising. Talking in vain, the scholars of the country were originally unparalleled, but now they are two.
Hua Guan Lotus, Song Dynasty·Fang Qianli
The wind in Nagisa is low, and there are thousands of hibiscus flowers, which are clear and elegant. The fog and gauze are decorated with red, and you can see the Manli branch, which is leisurely and beautiful. The beautiful and beautiful people support each other, and they are full of joy. It's dawn, I'm lazily peeking at my makeup, and I'm sleeping peacefully on the green quilt.
The autumn light is like flowers and lingering, and the red face welcomes the dew, but it should still be haggard. The waist is small, the cheek marks are tender and even more graceful. Romantic events and secret locks in the old palace. Who will see you again? The dust will be born in the fragrant steps. Sigh, how beautiful is the jade, the prosperity is gone.
Feng Liuzi Bai Lian Song Dynasty Liu Kezhuang
Pine and laurel are towering to the sky. Under the stone bridge, a new lotus pond was planted. It's like a fairy riding the wind, coming from Gushe, the earth spirit offering treasure, and giving birth to Lantian. I once entered Mr. Xubai's house and didn't like Fu Zhuqian.
I remember Uncle Mao sitting in Xitou, wearing deep clothes and listening to a lecture. He was in a commune far away, and Su Na was in Zen.
In the mountains. There are many red cranes, which have been standing side by side for a long time, and then suddenly fly away. But the butterfly plays with the egret and sometimes sneaks close to the side. In the middle of the moon, I am alone with E. Who is willing to peek at the jade for three years on the wall? The common people wear heavy makeup, but An Zhiguo is beautiful and natural.
Reminiscing about the past and traveling slowly, Lotus, Song Dynasty·Zhao Yifu
Love the East Lake in June, the fragrant wind spreads ten miles away, and it is paved with emeralds. Wandering into the red clouds by mistake, it’s like when Taiyi asked me to find an alliance. The leaf boat is rippled with cold green, and a piece of ice is shared. It's getting light and overcast in the evening, the cattails are dancing in the green, and the tired willows are combing the green. Pingting. Speechless. I want to complain about my three thousand daughters, who live in the palace for a long time. Liuliu Langgan Qu has Yu'er's talent and appearance, who can inherit it? Be gentle and helpless, just pay for the wine glass frequently. When the night is quiet and people return home, cool toads shine on the gulls and egrets.
New Lotus by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty
Luo Fei’s mother-in-law floats on the smooth waves,
The green color is delicate, round, small and fresh.
Thirty hectares of rippling lake light,
It is unknown who is the lotus under the leaves?
Lotus Leaf Lin Jingxi, Song Dynasty
The pure roots are all competing with each other,
Ten thousand handles and pavilions have green ripples.
The dew-intoxicated muscles are muddy and want to be washed away.
There is no wind to blow the fresh air around.