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Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

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Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection
Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection
Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Chen Ang Shiyun of the Song Dynasty: "Ten thousand wood squares fall to pieces, and the lotus leaves hurt themselves first." At the end of autumn and winter, the lotus flowers in the pond have withered, leaving only the dead lotus leaves in the pond, showing people the last glory of life. Although the dry lotus is decaying and desolate, it is not necessarily a kind of beauty. Li Shangyin has a poem "Autumn yin does not disperse frost and fly late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain." Lu You also has a verse that reads, "The world's good scenery is endless, and the frost is falling and the lotus is dry and strange"...

Ku Lotus not only brings infinite affection to the world with its unbroken charm, but also reflects the perseverance and persistence of life!

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

The five songs of the Sheqi Xia Pavilion are shi zhang's office fang, and the three dry lotuses

Song-Wei Jun

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Lu Ping drifted the old roots obliquely, and hated to come too late than the flowers.

I don't see the autumn water away from the Phi Zhao, and I do it according to the name of the pavilion.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Dry lotus

Song-Hsu

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Ten thousand green lotuses have faded away, and there are no sleeping gulls in the rain.

At that time, the stack of green money was full, and Kenxin Pond had twilight autumn.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Song-Zou Hao

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Ten thousand acres of lotus are deserted one by one, and the heads of the horses lie on the pond.

Chasing the sun shakes the dark green, not to say that the wind is broken and yellow.

Hungry geese flew to the far away, and the cold fish floated and touched the slanting sun.

He who knows the cold clouds has his own pine and proud snow frost.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Yuan-Sadula

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

The red cloud is a dream, and the green cloud is thin and stiff.

There are many souls hanging autumn water, so the pond is miserable day and night with new frost.

The Mandarin ducks wept with their souls, and the white fish stood up silver.

The scribes in the hall felt the autumn breeze, a green shirt and tears wet.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Ming-Gong Xue

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

The red coat fell to the green plate, and huan I cleared the waves.

Say with the children must be plucked, do not leave the rest of the leaves to lead the autumn sound.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Tasha Line - Dry Lotus

Qing-Wan Jinwen

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Purple pine is fragrant, and the red clothes are colorful. The only one left to lose is the wind.

Poor and haggard can't help autumn, the old color is not read.

Twilight is beginning to be horizontal, and the sun is half-swept. A pool of broken green pings drifting points.

The lotus song is cut off from the beam, and the small bridge is covered with firewood everywhere.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Appeal to heartfelt affection - dry lotus

Qing-Zhuang Pan Zhu

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

Come back to the poolside, and suddenly autumn is already like this.

The slanting sun cold paste smoke waves, but also remember the small lotus has not been released.

Whoever brews wine people go, leaving a dragonfly, Li Xifeng thought.

Collect the blue paddles. In addition, Wu Wa crossed the boat.

Fold the branches and leaves, and gaze at the sky for a few days.

On the lake embankment, a night of cold rain, Xiao Xiao could not stop, and added a clear sound.

Rest and die again.

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

The dry lotus passed the desert garden late, and the pond lotus was exhausted

Modern - Yellow Knot

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain, eight ancient poems of the dry lotus, with the charm of the unbroken, bringing infinite affection

After passing through this place for many years, I was sad and returned alone.

The old Hengtang will not cross, and every time you hear the song, you will increase your anger.

In early autumn, it was already yellow and old, and it was difficult to ban white dew.

Even if the garden can't feel it, the remaining cool willows are self-reliant.