Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north. The lotus leaf skirt in Changling, Wang Song is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli of Chu Xiao Jingci School. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. A plum blossom in the Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance, jade Qing and Yu Qiuyu, so she untied Luo Shang and went to Lan alone.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Lotus is clear. Shi Tao has a five-inch lotus leaf, and sticking to the waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking; In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women. Love Lotus Song Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water Plants is very complicated.
Tao Jinyuan clearly loves chrysanthemums. Since Li Tang came, peonies have been loved all over the world. Love lotus alone, dirt-free, clear but not demon. Straight outside and straight inside, you can see from a distance that it is not ridiculous. Qingyangdu ~ Jinlefu is full of green water and hibiscus is red and fresh.
There are lotus roots below and lotus roots above. ◇ ode to hibiscus ~ Yue Qingfeng in the Southern Dynasties shook purple leaves and exposed Zhu Shi lightly.
Zhongchi is so green, wait until I glow red. ◇ picking lotus ~ In the Southern Dynasties, Wu Liang Dai mixed flowers, and Luoyi hung Qinghe.
Ask my son where to go today, picking lotus in Jiangnan. Three thousand miles in western Liaoning, I want to send it for no reason.
May you return early, this lotus is fresh. ◇ Poems about Lotus ~ There are tiny grasses in the north of Hongze River, which can be used to rejuvenate.
Green leaves like the wind, and red cherry is suitable for the sun. Moving to the fish pond is a great loss.
How to frost dew, should be with the canopy. ◇ chanting concentric hibiscus ~ Duke Du of Sui displayed lotus flowers, and graceful water came out.
Solitary stems attract green, and double shadows reward red. The color wins the song, and the fragrance dances wildly.
The famous lotus can read by itself, and the same is true. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Sui Yin Yingtong drew countless companions and untied himself.
You don't need to wipe sweat powder, and the wind skirt can be opened at will. The boat docked against the lotus.
Lotus root silk is held as a wisp and lotus leaf as a cup. ◇ Ancient style (its twenty-six) ~ Tang Li Baibi gives birth to quiet spring, sunny and fresh.
Autumn flowers spit green water and dense leaves are full of smoke. Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense? Sit and watch the frost disappear.
If I don't find the root cause, I would like to believe in the edge of Huachi. ◇ Lotus-picking Song ~ Xiao Weijin paddled a Mulan boat in South Liu Liang, playing with lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River.
Lotus fragrance is separated from Purdue, and lotus leaves are fresh all over the river. The room is easy to start with, and the handle comes with it.
As soon as the flowers are exposed, they are wet and the stems of the wind are flickering. ◇ There is a gift of folding lotus ~ Tang Li Bai is playing autumn water by the river, loving this red and fresh.
The water drops on the lotus leaf, but they don't roll round. This beautiful beauty is hiding in the colorful clouds, trying to give her flowers, but far away.
Acacia and meeting life, melancholy in the bleak autumn wind. ◇ Lotus ~ Li Shangyin is colorless and compatible. Why not be fragrant?
Yao's seats were all set for the cool, but Jin was too late. Turn the light back and cross the socks with the water.
Looking forward to saying goodbye to the autumn before, leaving home to sing a song. ◇ Lotus ~ Wenlutang shakes the star gold, and rolls the orchid into a white apple.
It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust. Go out to Jingci Temple to see Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli at night. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. ◇ hibiscus on the money pool ~ Jiangnan will rest in September, and hibiscus will turn to Zhongzhou.
Beauty laughs across the water, and the sunset is still full of sorrow. Dew wash jade plate Jintang cold, autumn wind blowing Jincheng ribbon.
It's no use looking at each other. It's getting late, and there's a kind of seclusion in the pond. ◇ A plum cut ~ Li Qingzhao's red lotus root fragrance in the Northern Song Dynasty can ruin Yuqiu, relieve Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
◇ Su Curtain Covered ~ Zhou Bangyan burned agarwood to cool off the heat in the Northern Song Dynasty. Bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird, bird.
The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, the water was clear and round, and the wind and lotus rose one by one. My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time.
Do the fishermen in May remember each other? Boat, dream into furongpu. Li Antang ~ Huang Mingqiong Dongjiatan is a vast desert with green trees facing the water inlet.
Ten miles of brocade is constantly seen, and the west wind and the bright moon are still singing. ◇ picking lotus songs ~ Li Yaru's lotus field is a lake with a faint bonus.
Three or five boats will go, singing loudly. ◇ Hibiscus ~ The most pitiful thing about Zheng Qing Banqiao is a few blushing scars, and there is a small bamboo door beside the Shuiwai Bridge.
Looking in the mirror, I was surprised and regretted. Shi used to live in Zhuze Village. ◇ Thinking in Ouxiang ~ Modern, leisure, Xiao Wen, bid farewell to Anyi ancient town, and the water in Ouxiang is swaying in the canoe; The shore willows are dyed with green streams, and the lotus fragrance is brewed in autumn.
Living in a foreign land is poor and chaotic, and my hometown is happy; A man of virtue and wealth starts from scratch, and the lotus fairy comes to the door gladly. In summer, the mountain light suddenly goes out in the west of Nanting Sixin-Meng Haoran, and the moon rises slowly in the lake in the east.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
◇ Untitled second ~ Li Shangyin, a misty rain is blowing from the east, and the wheels are faintly thundering outside the Furong Pool. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.
Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
Making friends in summer ~ Ji Xu is free, sleeping alone and the water steps are quiet. The moon gives birth to the forest, and the rain stays overnight like autumn.
Looking back at Lian Fang, who sings Du Ruozhou? There is no dream at night, and you can swim if you have a dream. ◇ There is more hatred in the sand and snow in Huanxi, and more red tears cry for Gusu, leaning on the wind to coagulate the snow skin.
The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes. ◇ Nanxiangzi Li Xun took a float boat, crossed the lotus pond, and called the sleeping mandarin duck.
You girls cuddle and laugh, compete for novelty and beauty, and shake the lotus cover to break the sunset. ◇ Huanxisha Li Hanjingxiang sells residual green leaves, and the west wind is blue.
With the light * * * gaunt, ugly. The chicken is far away in the drizzle dream, and the small building blows through the cold.
How many tears I hate, leaning against the railing. How about Sun Guangxian in Sidi Township? More lingering feelings! Moths gather shame under the eternal water curtain.
Liu Luo's skirts, tiny lines dragging blue waves. Look at the ground, rain hits the lotus.
◇ Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and the Qing people come back. Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests.
Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain. ◇ After picking the lotus flowers of Mulberry and Ouyang Xiu, the West Lake is good. You don't need to mark the wine, and the green cover of the red building will follow.
The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown. ◇ Linjiang Xian Ouyang Xiu It's raining in the light thunder pool outside Liuwai.
2. 1 What are the first poems about Yu He? It is difficult to stop the rain on the lotus leaf, but there is wind between the pine branches. -Tang Fanggan's Master of Genius
Interpretation: It is difficult to keep rain on the water chestnut and lotus leaf of lotus, and the wind blows among the tall pines and cypresses.
2. Wolf pond, the rain has dispersed. -Don Feng Yansi's "Step on the Magpie"
Interpretation: The pond is a mess. When the rain falls, the lotus is broken.
3. Birds throw different colors of smoke, and autumn sounds bring Yu He. -Tang Bai Juyi's Xunyang Autumn Gift to Xu Mingfu
Interpretation: There are birds at night and the sound of rain and lotus in autumn.
4, after the rain, the pool is fragrant, and the spring grass is deep and long. -Liu Tang Yu Xi "Send Zhou Shijun to Yunzhou Villa"
Interpretation: The lotus in the pond smells delicious after the rain, and the grass in the yard grows as long as a ribbon.
5, the chrysanthemum is full of autumn water, and the rain is raining. -Don Xu Hun's "Send Cui Nianzu"
Interpretation: The gorgeous chrysanthemums are filled with autumn rain, and the lotus flowers are mixed with the sound of rain.
6. The lotus was beaten half dry by the rain. -Don Li Jue's Linjiang Fairy
Commentary: After the rain, the water chestnut of lotus fell by half.
7. Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -Don Li Shangyin's Love Week in Luoting
Interpretation: Autumn frost is everywhere, and the paper leaves are withered and the lotus flowers listen to the rain.
8. Take the rain through the lotus swamp and smoke in the bamboo village. -Tang Du Mu's "Recalling Zhu Po's Four Rhymes"
Commentary: After the rain has passed the lotus pond, wisps of smoke hover and pervade the small mountain village.
9. On both sides of the strait, a pool of lotus leaves rain into beads. -Don Chen Run's sentence.
Interpretation: Poplars on both sides of the river are like snow under the wind, and the rain on the lotus leaves of the whole pond becomes beads.
10, bamboo window rain in the middle of the night, full of lotus leaves. -Tang Wen Ting Yun, "Send someone to visit Huaihai"
Commentary: It began to rain outside the bamboo window in the middle of the night, and the whole pond was full of the sound of lotus leaves shaking.
3. Ancient sentences describing rain, beautiful sentences describing rain, 1. There are countless people who know that they love rain, and articles about rain are even more numerous, but I am still a rain lover and have different feelings about rain, so I wrote it.
2. When I wrote these words, it was still raining, and I couldn't help feeling a little hurt and spring. Unconsciously, spring deepened and summer came silently. Isn't that how youth grows old, and dreams fade away quietly ... 3. Whether rain, like flowers and trees, can become a landscape depends on people's mood.
It is a kind of beauty to meet the rain after a long drought, no matter who looks at it; Who doesn't get upset when it rains and the levee is flooded? 4. Rain is a gift from God and a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. What would the world be like without rain? There are deserts everywhere, sandstorms everywhere, and sandstorms are flying all over the sky; If there are no birds, no animals, not even a trace of green, and life disappears here, how horrible and terrible it would be. 5, the rain is getting bigger and bigger, the room.
Beautiful sentences describing rain 1. There are countless people who know that they love rain, and the articles about rain are even more eloquent, but I am still a rain lover and have different feelings about rain, so I wrote it. 2. When I wrote these words, it was still raining, and I couldn't help feeling a little hurt and spring. Unconsciously, spring deepened and summer came silently.
Isn't that how youth grows old, and dreams fade away quietly ... 3. Whether rain, like flowers and trees, can become a landscape depends on people's mood. It is a kind of beauty to meet the rain after a long drought, no matter who looks at it; Who doesn't get upset when it rains and the levee is flooded? 4. Rain is a gift from God and a sweet spring that benefits the world. It makes everything lush and full of vitality. What would the world be like without rain? There are deserts everywhere, sandstorms everywhere, and sandstorms are flying all over the sky; If there are no birds, no animals, not even a trace of green, and life disappears here, how horrible and terrible it would be.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier. On the roof and on the street, a layer of white rain and fog splashed, just like a layer of misty white gauze. At this time, a gust of wind blew fiercely, the white gauze curled away, and the rain fell obliquely on the accumulated water in the street, splashing a lot.
6. Rain floats from the air to every corner. Raindrops are like crystal clear pearls, which are very beautiful. Raindrops fall from eaves, walls and leaves, just like broken beads, and finally connect together to form a water column.
7. Rain, in the eyes of different people, has different scenery; Just like the scenery in front of us, a thousand people have a thousand kinds of scenery. Some people like rain, some people hate it, some people sigh, some people are crazy, and they feel different.
8, thin rain, slowly falling into the water, a little bit of ripples. The wind is blowing the sunset, with a hint of purples.
Lotus moves, leaves produce waves, raindrops, pool songs, Yu He accompanied by sunset all night, Wan Li waves once autumn waters. 9. There are many rain scenes I like: the pattering in front of the spring night window, the dream of spring; The sound of sharp raindrops hitting banana leaves; Fog usually blows rain on the face; Thunderstorms come from lightning, but I like rainy days best.
It is gray, but transparent; It contains a silent expectation. And from the clouds, I don't know where, there was a crisp birdsong.
10, it's raining, and the air is filled with melancholy. An inexplicable sadness locks the brow and can't contain the inner fear. Be careful of such loneliness and fear. I tried to hide it, but it was even more frightening. 1 1, the rain at four o'clock is also different due to different seasons and seasonal changes.
Spring rain is the most beautiful and exquisite, like a shy and charming singing of a girl; Spring rain is also the favorite of literati. Famous sentences such as "Good rain knows the season, when spring comes", "Silent drizzle in the sky" and "Spring Rain with apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River" are all praises to the spring rain.
The dripping girl in the rain lane is probably from the spring rain. The most enthusiastic is the summer rain, like the sweat of a strong man, with a hearty pleasure; Very fierce, walking fast, crisp and dry, never slow.
It not only waters the fields and moistens the seedlings, but also brings coolness to people in hot summer. People are well aware of its advantages and disadvantages.
12, the glitz and noise in the world, pride and falling out of favor all need us to treat them with a normal heart, and the same is true for rain. Only by getting rid of impetuousness and being more calm can we appreciate its interesting and poetic scenery and feel its exquisiteness and beauty. 13, in the autumn rain, Liu Yong's mood was so bleak and helpless.
Li Yian also described her loneliness, sadness and sadness in Autumn Love. "Indus raining, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! " .
In fact, people's joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, sadness and rain have nothing to do with it? There seems to be little rain in winter, and even fewer people like it. But I think it's like a few clear tears shed by a strong man whose wrist is broken and never returns. It is cold, resolute, tragic and heroic.
People can't help but give birth to some respect. 14, it's rainy in Jiangnan, and I was born in rainy Jiangnan, so I can't help getting familiar with the rain; Supposedly, it should have been blind and indifferent.
But I have a surprise and freshness for the rain. Every rainy day, I always love to wander in the rain, so that the sweet and pure rain is sprinkled on my body and soaked in my skin; The drizzle takes away the dust and haze in my heart and makes my mood clean and bright.
15, the wind caught the rain star, as if looking for something on the ground, hitting the east and west. No sooner had the pedestrians on the road found shelter than it began to rain.
It's raining harder and harder, and soon it's like a downpour. Look at the rain in the sky, it's really like a waterfall! A gust of wind blew, and the waterfall-like rain was blown like smoke, fog and dust. 16, the wind blows and the rain blows.
A closer look reveals that there is not even a single person in the street. All the water was wasted and turned into a flowing river, and countless splashes rushed to open. From a distance, buildings and trees are blurred. 17, raindrops the size of beans fell to the ground, splashing like a small fountain.
When the spray falls to the ground, it becomes a small bubble, which looks like a transparent hat.
4. Jiangnan, an ancient poem about lotus
Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, so there is no lotus leaf.
Fish play in the lotus leaves, fish play in the lotus leaves,
Fish beat lotus leaves in the west, fish beat lotus leaves in the south and fish beat lotus leaves in the north.
Cailian District Wang Changling
Lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.
When you stroll into the pool, you can't see it, but when you hear this song, you feel someone coming.
Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli of Chu Xiao Jingci School.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
Cut plum in the northern song dynasty. Li Qingzhao
The fragrance of red lotus root can last for a long time, so I can untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone.
Who sent the brocade book? Yan Zi returns, and the West Building will be full tomorrow.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure.
I can't get rid of this feeling, just frown and take it to heart.
Lotus Qingshitao
Five-inch lotus leaves, sticking waves does not hinder the painting boat from shaking;
In April and May, it can also cover the waist of beautiful women.
5. Which sentences describing "Yu He" describe "Yu He"?
1. The West Lake is vast in smoke and waves, with a hundred hectares of wind pool and ten miles of lotus fragrance.
2. It's raining in Shili Hengtang, and the lotus fragrance and fine wind clear the apple tail.
3. Take the rain through the lotus swamp and smoke in the bamboo village.
4. I can't see my old friend again. It's sunny in Yu He.
5. Birds throw smoke in the dark, and autumn sounds bring Yu He.
6. In autumn, the banana wind is half cracked, the pond is chaotic, and the rain is scattered.
7. Remember to row a boat back to Yu Ming Lotus on Tongbo Highway.
8. The light thunder pool outside the pool is raining, and the sound of rain drops the sound of lotus. The west corner of the small building is broken and the rainbow is bright, dry and leaning, waiting for the moonlight.
9. Once, when I walked past a lotus pond in the rain, a pond in Lv Yun spread out with a unique red lotus in the middle.
10. It rained all over the sky, but it was mighty. There is such a red lotus in the unreachable gray! Like a pile of fire about to ignite, like a can of color about to pour! I was standing in Chi Pan. Although I didn't want to get the moon, I almost slipped.
1 1. Lotus, tightly attached to the green and round lotus leaf, looks more delicate, elegant, charming and lovely under the gentle rain.
12. Among the green leaves, a lotus flower is graceful, like a shy girl, blushing and smiling slightly.
13. I stopped in amazement for a while, as if I couldn't open it. If I want to talk, I will be red instead of red, and I will wait for a red lotus without fragrance!
14. In the moonlight, the jasper-like lotus leaves stand upright in the water, connected into one piece, so intimate.
15. A friend called and invited me to visit the garden site. Oblique wind and rain count, crescent willow branches. Go to the Spring Garden and watch the lotus pond. Lotus welcomes me, I am stupid.
6. Poems describing smoke, rain, lotus and lotus should be classic:
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. Wen's "The Leakage"
A thunderous sound, like shaking from the feet of tourists to the feet, has a beautiful hall and thick clouds, which can't be opened. In the distant horizon, the wind moves with the clouds, and the sea stands like a mountain. A rainstorm, which crossed the Qiantang River from eastern Zhejiang, hit Hangzhou. Su Shi's rainstorm in Youmeitang
I didn't hear the lonely guest's ear all night, only listening to the rustling of rain and bananas outside the blue screen window. Tidal Huanxisha
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Li Qingzhao's Dream.
Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! Li Qingzhao's slow whisper
Listening to the rain song upstairs, the red candle is faint. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn. Jie Jiang's young mermaid
Dutch:
Wenlianhua cup
Chu women want to return to Nanpu,
Facing the rain, it was wet and red.
The little fat man wandered into the flowers,
Wave, separated from the west wind.
Hehuabei weizhuang
It is rare to have a beautiful woman,
See you under the flowers forever.
A pair of sad and distant eyebrows,
I can't bear to think about it any more.
Idle hidden Cuiping golden phoenix's dreams,
The Luomu Painting Hall is empty.
There is no way to communicate with the sky.
A melancholy old house.
A shower hit xinlianyuan.
The green leaves are thick with clouds, and the pool pavilion is full of water pavilions, but it is much cooler.
The sea durian blooms and clusters of red.
Ru Yan chicks talk in words, and there are sorghum and cockroaches.
After the shower, pearls were scattered all over the floor and hit the new lotus.
Life is only a few hundred years, don't let it go.
If you are poor, you can decide before. Why bother?
Life friends invite guests to enjoy themselves, drink lightly and sing low.
Drunk again, let him come and go in two rounds.
Smoke:
Tasha shop
Qin Guan
The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.
The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.
Plum blossoms are sent by mail, and fish live long. This hatred has no weight.
Chen Qiang was lucky enough to go to Chen Shan. Who did he go to Xiaoxiang for?
fog
-Don Liqiao
Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Emperor went out of Pingcheng.
Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.
The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light.
If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.
Chanting fog
-Don Dong Sigong
The silence of Cangshan is dusk, and the green view will sink.
Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.
The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.
Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.
Chanting fog
-Tang Su Weidao
The caves and valleys are densely covered, and the distance is flat.
At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.
The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting.
Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.
Clear blue fog in the distant mountains
Don Li Shimin
The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.
All green, and half red.
Just like the first month, the wind is very strong.
Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.