Lotus pond moonlight log

The moonlight reflects lotus shame like water, and the static Avon posture is charming and soft.

Delicate and graceful, the water is clear, the wind blows the buds and the fragrance flows.

Frogs and drums are singing frequently, and carp is playing leisurely.

The couple talked privately and were affectionate.

It was 2 1 p.m. and suddenly the moonlight was bright. Walking on the playground, I suddenly remembered Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond, so I insisted on seeing how beautiful the lotus pond was in the moonlight. Suddenly I remembered a poem: "If you don't look at the lotus, you don't know it." In the dead of night, there is nowhere to go, so there will be this kind of mood.

Dive into the lake alone. Just to see the moonlight in the lotus pond under the bright moon. Quiet to a pool of lotus, such as listening to a Jiangnan woman singing, what kind of happiness is this? In this way, quietly reading, Jiangnan feminine flavor, Jiangnan amorous feelings, Jiangnan ancient charm and romance.

The moon is empty, the shadows are oblique, and the courtyard is silent. Wandering in the flowing water of small bridges, wandering in pavilions, sitting or lying, walking or standing, people who enjoy the lotus in twos and threes enjoy themselves. A bright moon in the sky slowly climbed the treetops of willow trees and hung in the sharp corner of the pavilion. Dozens of acres of lotus ponds in Fiona Fang were immersed in a hazy mist. Figure, shadow, lotus shadow, shadowy, illusory. It seems like the beauty of my last life. This life is only for coming here at this moment, meeting someone and meeting a lotus flower. The fragrance of lotus and lotus leaves are all in the air.

The lotus pond in the moonlight is a pool of green like a splash-ink painting. At this time, it's just some shadows of thick ink and light ink. Moonlight streamed down and gently sprinkled on the lotus leaves, adding a bit of mystery. A lotus stands quietly in the pond, under the stone bridge, so it can be seen clearly because it is near. The whole artificial lake, tens of acres, can only see this one clearly, and it was intoxicated at once, intoxicated at once and shocked. For example, the goddess Luo Lingbo is slightly higher than Bibo, with a light makeup face and a light skirt, which is charming and moving.

Tonight, under the moonlight, you are the closest person to me. You are gentle, humble, elegant, simple, simple, true and natural, elegant and refined. You are a gentle woman, with lotus-like charm and fragrance, graceful and elegant, quiet and calm, neither strong nor weak, and silent. You are my most beautiful fate tonight, dancing in the air, breathtaking beauty.

The moon rises higher and higher, and fewer and fewer people walk. Only a couple in love, in the middle of a pavilion, very much in love, talking without saying a word, and sometimes a woman giggles and laughs happily. Lying alone in the pavilion, smelling the fragrance of lotus, feeling the silence of the lotus pond, the silence of the moonlight, calm and a little drunk.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, and thousands of lotus leaves tremble slightly, such as condensed waves and famous ink paintings, splashing a graceful charm. The breeze is in my arms, like in a fairyland. Suddenly a group of men and women came and said that it would be nice to set up a tent here, sleep in the moonlight and sing to the lotus pond. How chic and carefree it would be! I really want to sleep quietly in this stone bridge pavilion in the moonlight of the lotus pond. Thinking about it, the group of people gradually walked away and noisily crossed the long bridge across the lotus pond.

The night is getting deeper and deeper. At noon, the lotus leaves in the lotus pond look greener, but the places where the moonlight is not shining are darker. The trees on the shore, deep in bridge opening, look deeper. The flickering lights on the promenade, such as bright stars, are hazy at first glance. The sound of frogs, insects, fish jumping and lovers whispering are all so quiet and beautiful.

Just then, suddenly, a gentle and graceful young woman in a lavender dress and white high heels walked into the pavilion where I was lying and sat down. Under the moon, lotus pond, stone bridge, pavilion, two lonely hearts. Then she sobbed softly. ...

The distant mountains are like Dai, the bright moon is like jade, and the light and shadow are like illusions. The lotus pond is like a dream, flowing with the charm and ink of Jiangnan. I'm drunk.

Drink with the bright moon, sit quietly with the lotus, and miss you in the lonely night. Maybe you and I are just the scenery on the other side, and we will never see it again. It's good to be so plain, look at each other and have a heart.

Two Cai He.

Summer afternoon is like fire, and hibiscus is in full bloom in the charming pond.

The graceful Shu couldn't help picking the lotus.

The picked buds are put into the bottle, and the flowers are overflowing.

Unexpectedly, Hua Yan just sighed for a long time.

A few years ago, I wanted to write an article about lotus. But it's always hard to write. Why not? It's just that the more beautiful things are sacred to me, so that I feel alienated, such as beautiful love, lofty religion and real art. I am the kind of person who only dares to think and dare not do it, such as watching the lotus flowers in the lake from a distance and not playing, leaving behind pure nostalgia. With the growth of age, I suddenly woke up, not only took off my shoes, but also went barefoot to pick lotus flowers and wrote an article about love lotus.

I know, there is a sign on the lake that says "No fishing, no lotus picking!" " "It's just to scare children, just like all kinds of rules in society, only for those who are useless and timid. They warmly welcome brave people. Otherwise, there will be no love in the world and no new world will be created.

Lotus is just the lotus in my heart. Everyone writes something different, because everyone's spiritual world is different.

I have seen many lotus flowers written by famous artists. Qi Baishi is simple, generous and vigorous, and Zhang Daqian is gentle and elegant, compassionate and quiet. When writing lotus, I think Qi lost to Zhang and Zhang won.

In summer, the afternoon sun is burning, white and bright. The lotus pond is quiet and empty, and the air is particularly dull. A pool of clear water, full of lotus, lotus and leaves, is still fragrant, unmoved by evil circumstances. The water is shallow and clear as a mirror. The red and blue carp stopped in the water, motionless. The bottom of the water is rancid mud, and the water surface is noisy. The ends of beauty and ugliness are so harmonious here.

In the lotus leaf field splashed with ink, the delicate and transparent rouge points out pink lotus flowers, like a jade girl taking a bath and hiding something shyly. Also like Suzhou and Hangzhou women wearing cheongsam, they are swaying, shy and reserved, and it is difficult to hide the charm in their bones.

Walking around the lotus pond, I saw two young girls coming slowly. Sometimes one crosses the bridge fence, climbs onto the pier, picks lotus leaves with hooked branches, and also picks lotus leaves and lotus flowers. The other took her by the hand and picked several along the way. Their cooperation is very tacit. So, I don't feel moved. Find a place, take off your sandals and slowly dive into the lotus pond. The lotus leaf is really high. When people are in the pond, they look up and see the thick green layer covering the sky. They reached out and couldn't reach it. They just grabbed the long stems and dragged them down.

Lotus seeds in twos and threes are not mature. If you look carefully, lotus seeds are too tender to eat. After all, it was stealing flowers, and my heart was pounding, so I quickly picked out two of the biggest crimson handkerchiefs and took them off. While no one was around, I quickly washed my feet and put on my shoes and went ashore. Most of my shorts were wet, but my heart was flattered.

When I got to the shore, I saw two lotus picking girls in the distance, holding a few small lotus leaves in their hands, and I might find someone watching behind them. Looking back slowly, I saw that I was holding it in my hand and said happily to my companion, "Look, he picked it, too!" " "So, giggling, cuttlefish disorderly fibrillation, as if happy to have such a partner, after all, also steal a woman together!

Hiding and pretending as if nothing had happened, it can be said that the work of stealing women and jade is very exciting and wonderful! Go home and put it in an iron bucket filled with water. Within a few hours, it will be in full bloom, pink and white, and give off the fragrance of the room. The next day, it began to fade, but disappointment was greater than joy. It seems that picking lotus requires a hard heart.

Three strange lotus flowers

Lotus is noble and clean, and the water is graceful and pure.

Fairy posture, Zen rhyme, Sanskrit sound and Buddha light shine with fragrance.

Water lilies lie leisurely floating in the water, thanking the money soul at night.

Snow lotus was born on the rocks, beyond the dust.

Lotus, very simple, is a very simple flower. I used to hate this simplicity. There is only one leaf on the long stem. There is only one flower on the long stem.

When I was eighteen or nineteen, I picked two blooming Bai Lianhua flowers and gave them to a woman. She was very happy. She immediately stored the water in the bottle and put it in, but it faded within half a day. The flowering period of a single lotus is only three days, but the flowering period of the whole lotus pond is very long. From June to September, it continued to fall. Lotus will be more beautiful only in the lotus pond.

From the aesthetic point of view of nature, lotus seems very graceful, peach blossom, pear blossom, begonia, peony and peony. Because lotus is not enchanting, tepid, quiet and not close to people. If a person is a lotus flower, he always keeps a distance from the secular society and keeps aloof from the secular people.

"Mud-free, clear and not demon. It's not rambling, it's straight outside. " Zhou Dunyi, a philosopher in the Northern Song Dynasty, should be said to be his confidant. Reading lotus is just reading its spirit. To write about lotus is to write about its character. I can't say that I really know lotus. Facing the lotus, I don't think about anything, just quietly smelling its fragrance and feeling its beauty, which is enough. Only a pure mind can understand the innocence of flowers. Lotus, beautiful and refined, not luxurious, not rich, always faint, open people's hearts defenseless, and will never give birth to jealousy.

It is said that there is Saussurea involucrata in Tianshan Mountain, which grows in the leeward ditch of Shibi. When it snows, the color is brighter and the most cold-resistant, which is rare in the world. It belongs to Compositae. This lotus is not a lotus. It has different varieties and different living habits. Compared with lotus, snow lotus is more extraordinary, but because it is rare and more mysterious, it is rarely seen with one's own eyes.

There is also a kind of water lily, but it is obviously different from the lotus. Leaves lying on the water, flowers blooming on the water, just like sleeping. It is very short to open a day and thank the night. Because it is lying down, it is only compared to sleeping beauty. For example, Xu Zhimo wrote in "Poem Anna La": "The tenderest bow is like a water lotus that can't overcome the shyness of the cool breeze." In this way, no matter in philosophy, aesthetics or literary connotation, it can't compare with Lotus. Water lilies are white, yellow, purple, pink, red, purple and blue, while lotus flowers are only white and pink.

Lotus, in history, has many names. Lotus, lotus, water, lotus, water bloom, water abundance, hydrangea, water hibiscus, Zezhi, Yuhuan, grass hibiscus, June spring, Iowa, hibiscus, gentleman flower, lotus, cloud water, netizen, quiet guest, lotus, lotus flower, etc. Its root is lotus root, its fruit is lotus, and there are lotus seeds in it. Lotus seeds have lotus hearts, which are very bitter. Lotus root and lotus seeds are delicious dishes, and lotus plumule can make tea.

Lotus is a sacred and immortal symbol in Buddhism and Hinduism. Lotus appears as a foil in the legends and stories of these religions. For example, Buddha Sakyamuni can walk when he is born, and lotus is born step by step. Lotus is homophonic with compassion, which means compassion.

Lotus is one of the earliest species and genera of angiosperms. It belongs to the glacial relict plant with Metasequoia glyptostroboides, Ginkgo biloba, Liriodendron chinense and Sequoia in North America. According to the fossils studied by paleobotanists, lotus plants were all distributed in many waters in the northern hemisphere10.35 billion years ago.

Lotus seeds have strong vitality. Some experts tested the ancient lotus seeds 1000 years ago, and they actually germinated successfully and grew up and blossomed. This is a miracle in the biological world, so lotus seems to have incredible magical power. The vitality of lotus is really strong, and several lotus seeds are scattered in the pond. A few years later, it was a pool of lotus seeds.

Lotus has a peculiar habit: the best time for lotus is from 6 am to 8 am, which is the most energetic time. Generally, in order to ensure the need of reproduction and pollination, the lotus will open for two days. On the first morning, the flowers will be in full bloom, and at noon, the petals will all gather and still become buds. The next morning, the original gathered stamens will continue to open, and the petals of these flowers will fall off near noon, and the lotus leaves pollinated on the branches will continue to mature slowly.

Therefore, in the morning, you can see the most beautiful scene in the lotus pond: the bud that blooms for the first time is in bud like a girl, and the petals are slightly open, while the lotus flower that opened the day before is like a mature young woman, eager to open its petals and bring its beauty to the extreme, so that photographers can have more choices. In the afternoon, some originally open lotus flowers also turned into buds. Except for the residual lotus and lotus flowers, there were almost no blooming lotus flowers, so the true features of lotus flowers could not be photographed in the afternoon.

Siwuhe

Elegant makeup, she is shy and charming.

The rain moistens the green umbrella, and the wind blows the fragrant thyme.

Lotus is parallel to Shu, and lotus root is an everlasting friendship.

Yu Rui was in full bloom at the Fang Fei exhibition, beautiful and graceful.

You are an afternoon lotus. Wait for me at the intersection where I must pass.

That's burning life, burning love! Lotus, slim, pink and white, with plain face facing the sky. Pure outside and clean inside, neither evil nor flattering, elegant and dusty. Lotus, arrogant, inaccessible, pure and elegant, blooms in the world of mortals in a noble state. The breeze blew, swaying a pool of elegance in the dark green water droplets. Who is a bosom friend, who knows the bitterness of lotus heart? Who will meet again and understand Lian's heart?

I want to be a lotus leaf. Shui Xin's bones are soft and pure. I just want to love you with burning life, keep silent, make you gorgeous, and show the brilliance of life in the deepest and warmest way.

I think loving and being loved is actually a fate, an indissoluble bond. Lotus peanut sludge, perhaps, only by removing dirt, worrying and putting it down at the right time can we get a beautiful state like lotus.

Pucao is beautiful, wicker is very long, pavilions, promenades and bridges, sitting on a mossy stone bench, enjoying the peace and harmony of the world. The water is clear and transparent, and fish shuttle, chase and play in it. From time to time you can hear the sound of big fish crossing the water. Without a breath of wind, a pool of lotus seeds seems to have entered the Zen realm. Occasionally, you can see the pink petals of the lotus, gently falling into the water. The lotus shadow in the water also gently floats from the bottom to the surface. At the moment of falling into the water, it kissed deeply and the flowers and shadows overlapped.

"The pool flowers fall in shadow, and the sand birds fly with the sound." I think the lotus is the most beautiful at the moment it falls. Pink petals fall without wind, with boundless Zen.

In the pool, there are layers of giant leaves, with withered residual lotus in the middle. There are new leaves growing in the half-roll of yellow, which slowly grow to a high place, and the broken branches of lotus leaves fall into the water, but the process is too slow for us to find them.

Cymbals are constantly emerging from the water, and lotus flowers are constantly dying. This phenomenon is very similar to the human world. Everyone is like a leaf, a lotus, with only one life and only one youth. Although I look at it every day, the prosperity of lakes and marshes is still there, but it is not what it was yesterday.

Buddha said, "There are only dozens of lotus petals on the ground, hundreds of lotus petals in the sky, but more than 1000 lotus petals in the pure land." It is said that there are two kinds of lotus in the world: ice lotus and thousand petals lotus. I haven't seen any of these. If there is an opportunity, I will definitely go and have a good look.

A pool of dark green, leaves connected. Lotus arrows generally stand in the middle. Its spirit is full of the aura of heaven and earth. Li Yu wrote in Lotus: "There is wind shaking, but there is no wind shaking." Qu Yuan also has a famous saying in Li Sao: "Making lotus is the best dress, and picking hibiscus is the best dress." Qu Yuan likes fancy clothes. It is not known whether he really sewed clothes with lotus leaves and lotus flowers. I think, if I can, I will make such a dress with lotus flowers for my beloved, which will be particularly charming if she wears it in the moonlight of the lotus pond.

When I was a child, I swam in the lotus pond and knew that the lotus stalks were covered with many small thorns. I accidentally stabbed my flesh. Farmers who dig lotus roots in the mud know the hardships of life. Who can live easily in this world? Many people have worked hard all their lives and are tired of things, not to mention spiritual transcendence. It can be said that the pursuit of spiritual freedom and spiritual purification is an extremely extravagant thing.

I think the so-called Zen is nothing more than surpassing oneself in the quagmire of reality and making the mind a quiet lotus.

Wuchenhe

Ling Bo, a fairy, came down to earth and drank high curative value with tears in her eyes.

Bathed in the mist, the pink cheeks are delicate and beautiful.

I fell in love with my life at a glance, and this life turned Lotus into an emperor.

The purple stranger and the red dust are in love with each other, and they can't get along in previous lives.

The sun is shining in the morning, and the lotus pond is particularly bright. The lotus pond in August is exceptionally quiet. As usual, I strolled along the stone path where weeping willows were fragrant, and peeped at the pool of lotus flowers through the cracks of willows. Large areas are only green, no longer full of flowers and grass, no longer extremely luxurious, but only occasionally find one. Lotus is becoming rarer and rarer, but each flower is particularly large, holding petals with a diameter of nearly 30 cm, which is particularly amazing. When you suddenly see it, a sense of sacredness arises spontaneously. Lotus is noble and upright, like a snow ball, like rouge, and thin in powder. No, it is a clear water that produces hibiscus, which is naturally carved. White with powder, pink with red. Ling Bo took a small step, shy and gentle.

I don't remember that Jiangnan woman wading into the river to pick hibiscus. A boat, a boat, a person, a bamboo hat, carrying wine and playing the piano. The faint fragrance seeped into my heart, and the lotus flowers on the river were blooming brightly. Lanting on the shore, winding paths of small bridges and carved jade fences. Some songs are distant, some piano sounds are hazy, some are slightly drunk, and some jade people are like hibiscus. Shake the boat to the depths of the lotus, recite poems, give words, forget the world and forget the machine.

The lake is very big, so it is best to use the West Lake. "Lotus leaves cover the sky infinitely, and lotus flowers reflect the sun in different colors." It is better to be Dongting. "Pu lotus purple smoke, Wu Ji restaurant near the boat. Even the lotus leaves are wrapped in fish and crabs, and the rivers and lakes don't complain. " It is best to be a grasshopper boat on the Mengdong River, "wandering to the depths of the lotus. Fight for the ferry, fight for the ferry, and open a beach of gulls and herons. " It's best to layer upon layer, layer upon layer. "When you hear this song, you will feel that someone is coming." Qiang Guan will clear up, and Ling Ge will sing all night and catch lotus dolls.

The peasant woman and the girls went to the lake to pick lotus leaves with bamboo baskets. Milky lotus seeds, blue-black shell, emitting a faint fragrance. Lotus rose from the lotus leaf, cocked its head and turned to one side, feeling plump and plump.

Ten thousand mu of lotus, fragrant wind in Wan Li. Outside the wine flag, draw a boat on the horizon, shake a lake and watch people on both sides of the strait drunk. It is said that there are ten thousand mu of lotus ponds in many places. My father never likes traveling. He saw a promo of 10,000 mu of lotus pond on TV and said he must go and see it. I have never seen such a spectacular view. I only enjoyed the blooming of ten thousand lotus flowers in an artificial lake with dozens of acres. Xi Murong loves lotus most. He likes painting, writing and planting lotus flowers. He personally shoveled silt in his yard and planted six pots of lotus flowers. He also spent a year painting a picture with 300 lotus flowers on it. Ji Xianlin loves lotus flowers, too. She once planted dozens of seeds in a small lake. Three years later, she planted lotus seeds all over the lake.

Looking back, it is amazing among thousands of lotus leaves. The one that blooms the most makes people's eyes shine and their hearts shine. The word "despair" is most suitable for these giant lotus flowers. Just like crazy love, it needs life to burn, which is thrilling.

You said you were a violet in front of the Buddha, not for crossing over, not for incense, just to meet me in the world of mortals. Meet, meet again, and deliver your life at your most beautiful time. You are lonely and independent of the crowd. When I get close, your heart suddenly moves and you suddenly call me softly.

Come closer! Come closer! Your face will blush, and you will become the most beautiful flower. The figure is swaying. I'm afraid I won't 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, and so are you

You said, you are the mark of my past life, and I am your answer in this life. In this life, you just want to open a beautiful lotus for me. Hide bitterness in the bottom of my heart, silent pain, burning love, blazing love and soul-stirring lovesickness are all hidden in a calm smile and calm charm.

Six Yu He.

Clouds are blue, fragrance is light and willow is soft.

The drizzling branches are beautiful and elegant.

Condensed into a pearl umbrella, glittering and translucent and colorful.

Listening to the rain and watching the lotus thoughts is romantic and poetic.

"You don't have to close the door when sleeping by the lake, and the cool breeze fills the house every night." There is a home by the lake, so it doesn't need to be too luxurious. Several simple pavilions filled the lake with lotus seeds as soon as they opened the door.

The wind is coming, and the lotus is fragrant. Sparse curtain, small pavilion, sunny haze. Mountain peak, summer shade, bamboo gate. Facing the lake, you can see all kinds of colored glass, red makeup and brocade. Come to the pavilion at dusk to watch the sunset, gulls and herons flying and Yuanyang playing in the water. Nothing to do, about two or three confidants, boating on the lake, a pot of wine and a song, drunk and I don't know where to go. Lotus leaf is a wall, lotus flower is a wall, and the wind and frost are exposed in the lake.

If it rains lightly, there will be a breeze in Xu Lai and smoke in the lake. The green cover is gently turned up, and the red powder leaves a mark, which is faintly sad and lingering. "There are Qian Qian tears in my heart and Qian Qian silk in my heart." With aloes in your heart, why are you afraid of ups and downs? Although it is raining, the lotus is still pink, and it opens and closes naturally.

The best thing is that the rain is coming, the wind is full, and the thunder outside the willow is light. When the wind blows, the lotus leaves turn over, the flowers shake, and proudly stretch their muscles with the wind. It is a strong upward trend, and wind and rain can't shake it. Old stems and new buds, such as old and elegant brushstrokes, are fascinating and meaningful. The wind and lotus are constantly moving, surging, unrestrained, hot and vigorous.

The heavy rain came, beating the huge lotus leaves with a thunderous sound. There is a faint layer of smoke on the lake, which rises like a cloud and blurs the dream. The lotus in the lake is as black as paint and as light as smoke, and the ink and wash blend among the leaves, and the shade is broken. Lu Pu is generous, mellow and elegant, and naturally high. Lotus in the Rain is the real freehand brushwork. In an instant, cigarettes are filled with momentum!

I think the fastest thing in my life is to hold hands with my beloved and watch the rain on the pavilion in the middle of the lake. That kind of pleasure and romance, elegance and chic, such as reading half a volume of poetry, make your eyes hazy.

Summer rain comes and goes quickly. After a storm, it is sunny again, bright and beautiful. I thought it would be fully loaded with the remaining load, but it turned out to be the opposite. The lotus after the rain is more delicate and charming, and the heavy wind and rain just now seem to have never happened. It turned out to be upside down, and the lotus leaf as big as an umbrella covered the wind and rain. Lotus is hiding in the arms of lotus leaves, safe and sound! This lotus leaf has a deep love for lotus!

Lotus is bathed in sunshine and dances gently. After the rain, the style is more beautiful, quiet and elegant. In the thin shadow of the lotus leaf, thousands of flowers are white and flawless and fly out. Bees fly and butterflies dance, birds fall and are full of vitality. Many lotuses are also pregnant with fresh life, just waiting to be released. Lotus flowers after the summer rain, such as "the first banquet in Yaochi made the princesses drunk and washed the lead", are even more extraordinary, full of vitality and flourishing.

The rain beads are rolling around on the lotus leaf, crystal clear, which makes people feel pity. The big beads of rain are as big as a small bowl, and the breeze blows, and from time to time there is the sound of beads falling from the lotus leaf. There are frogs and drums, birds and insects, which come one by one with the breeze, like nature.

Autumn is coming, winter is coming, it's raining and foggy. Several withered lotus plants are half folded, and half a brown leaf is immersed in the pool. The image of residual lotus stands in the middle of the water like a sad sentence.

At one time, "Xiao He only showed sharp corners" and "shed tears on his back", but now it is "leaving the residual lotus to listen to the rain". Decadence, so incisively and vividly, a mess. In the past, the graceful and beautiful shadow emerged from the mud without being stained, but now it has fallen into the mud in the sewage pool and is in cahoots with the mud. There are also people who refuse to give in to death, showing the clank and pride of Ao Shuang Aoxue.

At this time, the residual lotus, like an old ink, is written in the book of years, and people and books are getting old. Listening to the rain, the residual lotus is still a sweet dream, under the sword of a strong man. How many seas run dry and rocks crumble, how many endless regrets, how many wine boats will come back next year, and how many rivers and lakes are loyal, all in this intermittent and barren rain, reliving that cool, soft and pure land.