Poems about the ancient poems of Teacher Lotus 1. Poems about praising teachers should include lotus flowers or lotus flowers (you can write them yourself).

Silkworms in spring will keep spinning until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night 1. Your work is today, but it is building the motherland's tomorrow; Your teaching is in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

2. Your position will never change, but your footprints are everywhere; Your temples will turn gray one day, but your youth will last forever. On the road from naivety to maturity, from ignorance to civilization, you opened the way for us with the torch of life.

The teacher's spring breeze bathes my heart every day. A good teacher is better than thousands of books.

6. Dear teacher, your sincere love has awakened much confusion, cultivated much self-confidence, ignited much youth and destroyed many sails. 7, the crane hair silver silk reflects the sun and the moon, and the heart is full of blood to open new flowers.

8. Once a teacher, always a father. 9. The gift of a speech is also my teacher.

10, gardener, lofty title, I wish you peaches and plums all over the world and spring glow. 1 1. The river pushes us to the vast sea, and the dawn brings us a bright morning; Dear teacher, you have led us to a brilliant life.

12 teacher, people say that you are a pillar of the motherland, not that you are a pillar of the motherland, but that you support the backbone of our generation. 13. Teachers are the cultivators and sowers of beauty.

It's you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, and making our hearts green. 14, your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the spring water.

Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

15, teacher, the light of wisdom that emanates from us will always shine with the spark that you lit with your own hands. Teacher, everyone says that you are cultivating the pillars of the motherland; I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland.

You have propped up the backbone of our generation! You are like a red candle, giving all the heat and light to the younger generation! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words-burning! Keep burning! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of this hope and happiness! Teacher, you are a cultivator and a sower of beauty.

It is you, shining with beautiful sunshine, nourishing beautiful rain and dew, making our hearts green and full of flowers! You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit, always remember my heart! You are more like a nameless root, let the young trees grow sturdily, let the branches bear rich fruits, but ask for nothing in return. You gave us a ruler of life, let us measure it every day; You gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, and let us learn everywhere.

You are a bridge, connecting the cut mountains for us and leading us to the peak of harvest; You are a green vine, tough and slender, which guides us to collect Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng at the top of the cliff. When Miao Er needs a glass of water, never send a bucket of water. And when you need a bucket of water, never give a glass of water.

Giving in due time is a skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is your art of education.

Regardless of the cold inkstone in Qin Xin, peaches are ripe and dripping, but plums are ripe and incompetent. It is easy to grow flowers, but difficult to educate people. The valley is very fragrant, poems are full of people, paintings are full of people, and talented people smile.

Teacher, you use the noblest feelings of human beings-love, sowing spring, sowing ideals, sowing strength ... sowing with words, cultivating with colored pens, watering with sweat and nourishing with painstaking efforts. This is the noble work of our beloved teacher. You work in the present, but you are building the future of the motherland; You teach in class, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then students are the sand in the clam; You lick it, grind it, soak it, and wash it with love ... Over the years, the sand turns into pearls and shines. There are countless proud and happy memories in your teaching career, but you keep them in your heart, just staring at a garden to be explored.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm and praise the vastness and profundity of the sea. And dedicated to you-my broad-minded and knowledgeable teacher.

Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step. You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself.

This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as turbulent as a rushing river ... Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life.

Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you. Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring.

Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.

The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others. Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you! Your lecture is rich and colorful. Every chapter seems to open a window in front of me and let me see a beautiful new world ... Ah, with you, the garden is so gorgeous and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, please open the window and have a look. All this love and this garden full of peaches and plums are paying tribute to you! Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how can so many beautiful flowers of the soul bloom? Teacher, the engineer of human soul, who won't praise you! Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and happiness.

Teacher, you are the seed of this hope and happiness.

2. Ancient Lotus Poems

Transparent small container

Yang Wanli

Spring is silent, cherish the trickle,

The shade of trees shines on the water, loving sunshine and tenderness.

Xiao He just showed his sharp corners,

Dragonflies are already standing on it?

Midnight Wu Ge

Lipper

On the mirror lake, there are more than 300 miles, all of which are Ke and Ke.

Lunatone is picking lotus here, and all the people who come to see him are very anxious.

Less than a month after returning home, she was elected to the palace.

Lakeside temple at dawn

Yang Wanli

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

Feng was planted by his seventh brother, Cao Changpeng.

Han Yu

Crossing the Jiangpu River, this life is here.

When the leaves grow, the roots will also migrate.

There are two fresh cuisines, and the wind and waves rub against each other.

But according to the master's knowledge, who said the basin was an angel?

Lotus picking song

Lipper

Picking lotus girls by the stream, laughing at picking lotus flowers.

Rizhao's new makeup is bright under the water, fragrant in the wind and lifted in the air.

Who swims on the shore, 3355 reflects weeping willows.

Purple flowers, wind and air heartbroken.

3. Poems and ancient poems about lotus flowers

Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. -Yang Wanli's Little Pool

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden"

The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, and the water was clear, and the wind and lotus were one by one. -Zhou Bangyan's "Su Mu is Liao Aquilaria"

Autumn frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -Li Shangyin's "Love Luoting in Cuizhou"

There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. -Liu Yong's "Looking at the tide, winning in the southeast"

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. -Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"

The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"

The water is clear. Under the shade of green bamboo, the water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting the reflection of lotus flowers and emitting bursts of fragrance. -Li Bai's "Don't Store in it"

On the mirror lake, there are more than 300 miles, all of which are Ke and Ke. -Li Bai's "Midnight Wu Ge Chivalrous Song"

Suddenly there was an east wind, and the drooping willow branches danced gracefully, and the water drops on the willow branches swept through the middle of the lotus leaves, making a constant noise. -Liu Ban is in the swimming pool after the rain.

Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural. -Li Shangyin's "Give the Lotus"

A lotus flower is still blooming. -Su Shi's "Jiang Shenzi Jiang Jing"

After the lotus blooms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Lotus Blossoming, Better West Lake"

In the willows outside, there is light thunder and drizzle in the pool; The sound of rain and the sound of rain, dripping on the lotus leaf, make a thin sound. —— Ouyang Xiu's "Rain outside the Lingjiang Fairy Willow"

Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. -Li Bai's Song of Lushui

Jin Hehua's family lived in Wan Li, enjoying each other's happiness, mutual respect and love. -Huang Tingjian's Niannujiao Breaking the Rainbow Rain

The rhombic leaves are full of light and wind, and the boat is deep in lotus. -Bai Juyi's "Lotus Picking Song"

In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance. -Qin Guan's "Cool"

The green pools are all red, but the lotus leaves are still open with the smallest money. -Yang Wanli's Walking in Late Autumn

4. Poems and ancient poems describing lotus flowers

Lotus-picking Song [Tang] Wang Changling's lotus leaf skirt is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus blooms to 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. Antique [Tang] Li Bai's "Qinglian gives birth to a secluded spring", the morning is bright 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. In summer, I was thinking about Xin [Tang] Meng Haoran and the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west in Nanting, and the moon rose from the lake.

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 next article [Tang] Li Shangyin is misty and rainy in the east, and the wheels outside the Furong Pool are faintly thundering. 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. Does the human heart have to bloom in spring like all other flowers? Even if this bright flame of love, should it only be ashes? .

Lotus Tang Wen Ting Yun Green Pond shakes the star gold, and rolls orchid into white grass. It is necessary to put on socks for Luo Shenbo, and so far lotus plums have fragrant dust.

Lotus flowers are sent to the east of Green Pond in Tang Tang and Yan Qian. Still shadows shake the moon, while Leng Xiang reflects the water and wind.

Gold powder drops, jade dew washes away residual red. Looking at Yu Fangshao, no one asked.

Double Lotus Liu Tang Shanghan's new flowers bloom in parallel, with a beautiful smile. In the west, the bird of Jialing flies into the pool in the morning and evening.

Rich-age stems are prickly, and the flowers are serrated and red. The autumn water in Wu Ge is cold, and the night in Xiangmiao is cloudy.

Beauty is in the mirror in the thick fragrance. You are not allowed to go back to the South Tower. It is night practice in Dong Tang.

Alone in Furong Tang, alone in Qingming, alone in Yurongqiu. If midges don't like each other, they will worry about themselves.

The sun is setting, the shadow is still in sight, and the wind is blue. What do you both admire? Birds swim.

In summer, the mountain light in the west of Rong Da Meng Haoran suddenly goes out, and the moon rises slowly from 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. Sui Yinying, a lotus-picking song, went boating with countless companions to relieve 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. There is a gift from Tang Li Bai playing autumn water by the river. He loves the 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. In the Southern Dynasties, lotus was picked, Wu Jun brocade was mixed with flowers, and Luo Yi hung on the Qinghe River.

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. There are tiny grasses in Hongze, Yonghe River, which can 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. Lotus and plum are colorless and can be combined, so don't use this fragrance.

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. Untitled second Li Shangyin's east wind started to rain, and the wheels outside the Lotus Pool rang faintly.

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.

Does the human heart have to bloom in spring like all other flowers? Even if this bright flame of love, should it only be ashes? . Xue has hated Huanxisha enough. How many red tears are shed in Gusu, and the snow is condensed against the wind.

The setting sun is over the river, the palace is half flat, and the lotus is full of lakes. Song of picking lotus Tang Kangcheng went to pick lotus, and there was no spring in the month.

Delicate tea center, lotus seed fragrance. Yun Qi still has a long way to go.

It will take a long time to get back on the road. Go back to the boat and shake hands. The hibiscus flower Sui Xindeyuan Luoshen is quite condensed and brilliant red.

Compared with beautiful women, bright colors are in a dilemma. When you come to Zhaobo Day, the fragrance will float from the shore with the wind.

Jiang Liang is far away, and his intentions are endless. Li Qiaoxin in Liantang is covered with orange skin, and the lotus shadow is irregular.

The wind is fragrant and far away, and the sunset is shaded. Fish play with leaves, turtles float to see the green pool.

It is difficult for Wei to accept mining, but Chu takes mining. Liu Tang Zongyuan, the land of Furong, is beautiful and not complacent. He can keep his lonely roots.

Yingying is on the west bank of Hunan, and the autumn wind is full of dew. The beautiful scenery is not cold, and the front porch is fragrant.

It's hard to compare with the load, but I've been leaning against the plateau all my life. There are more than 100 kinds of lotus roots in Gaohe Tang Yuanzhen, and Gaohe has only four leaves.

Yun Lan fan flash, reunion sapphire stack. The pavilion is pleasing, but it is hard to hide its pride. .

Grow up without learning water. Yan Qian in Huangzibei Liantang has ten hectares of wind and dust, and the banks are red and new.

All the flowers in the world are sad, but lotus fragrance is more annoying. 2. Gu Lian's poems. Residual lotus Tang Cuilu, when leaning against the wind and unable to reduce fragrance, is like weeping and lying in the pool.

Under the horse nest in front of Jingulou, the world is sad. Seven-law lotus, Tang Cuilu, has been silent for many years.

Light fog and fragrance accumulate rice, and when it is red, it falls into the boat. It's better to be clean after the rain than to brush in the world.

What is the limit of heartbroken? Get drunk on the wind. Seven laws cherish the half pond of Lianhua Lu, which was dyed red the day before yesterday and lost all its weight.

This is the most ingenious way to keep samples. Who cares that incense is a fumigation cage? Edge stop Cui Yan meditation, forbear to let the good quilt gradually empty.

The soul broke the withered state of the old stream, and the cold smoke and powder left the original East. Tian Tian, a new Tang Lian, has eight or nine leaves scattered in the green pond.

Tender and flat, the round shadow has covered the fish. Duckweed can't cover up, it's weak and sparse.

Half at the bottom of the spring wave, I feel uncomfortable. Hibiscus Tang Wen Ting Yun's thorns are bright and blue, and the flowers are serrated and red.

The autumn water in Wu Ge is cold, and the night in Xiangmiao is cloudy. Beauty is in the mirror in the thick fragrance.

You are not allowed to go back to the South Tower. It is night practice in Dong Tang. Give it to Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty. Flowers in the world have nothing to do with leaves, and flowers go into the golden basin for dust.

Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural. This lotus flower and this leaf often set each other off in interest, green reduces red, and people are worried about killing people.

A lotus in autumn pond, palace, autumn scattered, Ling Bo alone spit red. If you want, you will go with the wind.

Zhang Jingwan picks lotus flowers, blue frost falls in the red jade spring, and Baochai drags her neck and throws clouds. Liuwan Bridge in the west of the city, the ditch in front of the door is sparkling.

Kirin's son faces the sky, and Kyle devotes himself to spring. Don't dance lightly in the palm of your hand, break your sorrow and break the spring garden.

Holding a foot of smoke on the moon, the musk deer umbilical dragon marrow is pitiful and charming. Autumn blows water and breaks light, and heavy flowers are not sold.

? The pond is full of water, and the green duckweed is as short as a millet lotus. The west wind sent rain all night, and the powder marks were scattered red.

Lotus roots are stacked on the bow, and lotus roots and lotus seeds stay together. Lang's heart seems to be missing every month, with fifteen and sixteen distinct and round.

Pi Rixiu, the lotus in Taiwan Province, is very difficult to make. Every leaf is half a meter of gold. You have to teach him to watch the water princess, and duality is a center of gravity.

Furong Tang Guo Zhen's face is greasy and fragrant, and there is nothing lighter in the world. Princess Xiang came to the pool to see after the rain, and Jasper was making crystals on the plate.

Sing Bai Lianhua (II).

5. Complete works of poems and ancient poems describing lotus flowers

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White pine jade toad

The small bridge paddles and shears lotus flowers, and the west wind on both sides is dizzy with sunset glow.

This seems to be the first banquet of Yaochi, and Wan Fei's drunken face is covered with lead.

Look at the lotus flowers in Siwangting

Songyaomian

Bai Furong is the loveliest place, with lakes and winds.

Mingming flew down the double heron, only to find that his shoelaces were gone.

Look at the white lotus under the moon

Song yang gong yuan

Ten miles of lotus flowers show the moon, and flowers bloom like moonlight.

You should only dance the dress song, and the maid-in-waiting is cold for three thousand times.

Summer scenery of West Lake

Song Cheng Anren

In the lake in May, lotus pickers are laughing at lotus flowers.

The beauty face reflects the waves, and the thin sleeves and light skirts are exposed to the wind.

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Song Cui Fuchu

The west lake is full of water and fertilizer, and Yuanyang is wet and red.

Dragonflies stand like lotus flowers, but the fragrant wind refuses to fly.

Xinlianhua

Song Zhu Shu Zhen

The waves float on the cymbals in Luo Fei, and the emerald color is small and fresh.

Blue waves rippling 30 hectares of lake, who is the lotus at the bottom of the leaf?

lotus

Song Song Bolen

The green cover is half a stick of fresh rain, and the red fragrance is a little breeze.

Talent is rooted in jade, and Lianxi and Tao are concentric.

Looking at the lotus in East Lake as a loving father

Song Xunzi

Tuantuan dike is a long road, one factory at a time.

Beautiful people look at lotus flowers over and over again and hate their sideburns.

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Song susi

Lotus Palace looks like a beauty makeup, and the lotus leaf is as cool as jade.

Last night was as cold as water, and the envy canal was in the middle of the water.

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Wang songyuepu

After the rain, there is nothing to rely on, and the lotus powder is not dry.

Thousands of pearls will be preserved and green plates will be shown to people.

6. Praise teachers and students' poems with lotus flowers, and use them urgently.

From: Li Shangyin's "Giving Lotus" in the Tang Dynasty, there is no connection between flowers and leaves in the world, and flowers are put into golden pots for dust.

Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural. This flower and this leaf set each other off, and the green color reduced the red color, killing people! People in the world have different views on flowers and leaves. They planted flowers in beautiful golden pots, but left them in the soil and turned them into dust.

Only lotus flowers with red flowers and green leaves, lotus leaves curl and relax, and lotus flowers open and close, which is so perfect and natural. Lotus and lotus leaf have set each other off for a long time. What a pity it is when the lotus leaves fall and wither.

Extended data:

Give a Lotus is a seven-character ancient poem written by Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The first four sentences of this poem compare lotus flowers with other flowers, highlighting the special beauty of lotus flowers and lotus leaves. The deeper meaning is that he and his wife are a match made in heaven; The last two sentences describe the poet's expectation and anxiety.

The whole poem is euphemistic and implicit, elegant in style, profound in thought and intriguing. Baidu Encyclopedia-Give Lotus.

7. Famous ancient poems and sentences about lotus flowers

1, red-violet was as drunk as a fiddler, and Bai Niao was speechless.

From: [Song] Xin Qiji's "Partridge Day, Goose Lake Return, Sick".

It means: Red-violet flowers are blooming, and Bai Niao stands silently. It must be hard to be alone.

Dependence and drunkenness wrote the posture of lotus leaning out of the water, which was quite emotional. "Silence" and "self-worry" describe Bai Niao's cold independence, which is very vivid. From "Red Lotus" to "Drunk", from "Bai Niao" to "Regret for the Past", this poem is full of interest and thought-provoking.

2, bow your head to get lotus seeds, lotus seeds are as clear as water.

From [Jin] the ancient Yuefu poem "Western Zhou Qu"

It means that she fell in love with a man, so she bowed her head and played with lotus seeds as clear as water, completely indulging in the fantasy of love. Lotus seeds are clear and symbolize the purity of love.

These two poems were written by the girl picking lotus. During her labor, lotus seeds suddenly caught her attention. "Lotus", homophonic "pity", "pity" is love.

3. Suddenly, I heard the rain beating Xinlian, and my dream was broken.

From: Yue Diao Xiao Hong Tao, Eight Scenes of Linchuan, Rain in Li Antang of Yuantunxi Village.

It means: when the environment is quiet and silent, the author on the trip temporarily sleeps soundly and the dream is round. When sparse raindrops suddenly floated into the air and hit the lotus pond, when the silence was suddenly broken, he was suddenly awakened and a beautiful dream became a thing of the past.

Lotus didn't shelter from the rain, but chrysanthemum still had branches of Ao Shuang.

Said by: [Song] Su Shi's "Gift"

It means: the lotus flower withered, even the lotus leaf holding the rain withered, only the branches that defeated the chrysanthemum stood proudly with frost. This is a poem describing the scenery in late autumn and early winter. Two words of praise for dead chrysanthemum or cold ling with Ao Shuang spirit.

5, hibiscus is exposed, and the willow is sparse in the middle of the month.

From: [Northern Dynasties. Qi] Xiao Yan.

It means: the lotus withered and withered under the soaking of Coody Leng; In the cold moonlight, the branches of willow trees became sparse. This is the climax of the landscape of "Qing".