Poetry about lotus

Poems about lotus, the lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

“After swimming through four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant, waiting for you in the middle of the water.” The song “Moonlight over the Lotus Pond” is clear and distant. When the familiar melody slowly sounded again, we entered the summer full of lotus fragrance. When it comes to the most beautiful scenery in summer, the lotus that "comes out of the mud but is not stained, and washes the ripples without being evil" is definitely worthy of the title. The clear water of the lotus stretches for ten miles to the sky.

1. "Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn" - Yang Wanli, Song Dynasty

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.

2. "Lotus" - Shi Tao of the Qing Dynasty

The five-inch lotus leaf is delicate, and it sticks to the waves without hindering the movement of the painting boat;

The wind blows four or five times. The moon can also cover the waist of a beautiful woman.

3. "Lotus Picking Song" - Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty

The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus blooming on both sides of the face.

You can't see anyone entering the pool, but you can only feel someone coming when you hear the song.

4. "Little Pond" - Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The spring silently cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

5. "Recalling Wangsun·Xia Ci" - Li Chongyuan of the Song Dynasty

The wind is hunting in the small pond,

After the rain, the lotus flowers fill the courtyard with fragrance,

The sunken plums and floating melons are cool with ice and snow.

Bamboo square bed, needlework and long afternoon dreams.

6. "Jiangnan" - Han·Anonymous

Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, where there are fields of lotus leaves, and fish play among the lotus leaves.

The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the east, the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the west,

The fish plays with the lotus leaves to the south, and the fish plays with the lotus leaves to the north.

7. "Song of Lotus Picking" - Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

A girl picking lotus is next to the Ruoye River, smiling across the lotus flowers and listening to people's words.

The sun shines on the new makeup, the water bottom is bright, and the wind carries the fragrance in the air.

Whose family is wandering Yelang on the shore?

Purple pigs hissed into the fallen flowers, and their hearts were broken when they saw this hesitation.

8. "Su Muzhe·Burning agarwood" - Zhou Bangyan, Song Dynasty

Burn agarwood to relieve the heat. Birds call out for the clear sky, and they peek into the eaves at dawn.

The first sun shines on the leaves and the rain lasts. 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.

Whether the fisherman and the man remember each other in May, in a small boat, I dreamed of entering Furongpu.

9. Excerpts from "Looking at the Tide: Southeastern Formation" - Liu Yong, Song Dynasty

There are osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers in ten miles.

The Qiang pipe clears the sky, the watermelon song fills the night, and the old lotus baby plays and fishes.

Thousands of horses and high teeth. Get drunk, listen to flutes and drums, sing and enjoy the haze.

There will be good times in the future, go back to Fengchi to boast.

10. Excerpts from "The Theory of Love of Lotus" - Zhou Dunyi of the Song Dynasty

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 ripples clear without being evil, is straight in the middle and has no vines or branches.