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有关荷花的古诗词(Ancient poems about lotus).doc

有关荷花的古诗词(Ancient poems about lotus)

有关荷花的古诗词(Ancient poems about lotus) Pusa (Lotus) Song Chen In the face of Xuan lotus Pu Yi, Yi Yi also rain wind. Red less green for a long time, before the curtain strange. The rope as Rifan ebony, sweet. Sleep with a new flower and master it with flowers. Lotus lotus flower Song Su Shi Rosy jade. Naturally, dont be romantic style. Heavy green cover, thousands of charming according to the water, good red in vain. Every night I see, very low at leisure, not language, so weak. You put the boat, go deep fragrance, see the color of iraq. Tang Li Bai: ballads of four seasons: Spring Qin Luo Fu female, mulberry leaves by the waterside. A green hand, a fresh day. My silkworms are hungry, Ma Mo linger. Li Bai: four Midnight Song: Xia song Jinghu three hundred, Handan hair lotus. In May to see if the AI Xi Shi. Back to the boat, do not wait months, return home wang. Du Xunhe: Erotic resentment The moon was wrong, I face my mirror with a sigh. Appearance was Chengen not teach concubine if. Warm wind birds broken, high heavy shadows. Year after year, the more rivers female, Yi Yi furong. Li Shangyin: one of the first two Untitled Is no trace to words, oblique upstairs five clock. The dream is far away, do not cry difficult to call, the book has been pressed into the ink is not thick. As wax half cage gold jade, musk smoked micro embroidered lotus. Liu Lang has hated Peng Shan far, and more than Peng Shan, ten thousand heavy. Li Shangyin: untitled two songs, two The rain comes a ray of light wind, lotus pond. Toad into the jade tiger mesh lock incense, pull wire drawing well back. Han Jias peep curtain consists of small, fufei leave only the pillow. Love Mo all other flowers, Acacia inch of an inch of ashes. Li Shangyin: untitled two songs, two The heavy curtain of deep lying under the Mochou hall, after the Qing Xiao slender. The life is a dream, woman of the year without this man. The storm did not believe Ling weak branches, the moon dew who teach cinnamon leaves? Straight

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