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Among the green leaves, the lotus branches are slim, like a shy girl, with a crimson face and a slight smile.
The lotus flowers, clinging to the green round lotus leaves, are bathed in the gentle rain, which looks more delicate, elegant, charming and lovely.
In the green lotus leaves, the slim lotus flowers, like fairies bathing on the lake in light sand, stand with a smile and a shy mouth; Tender stamen condensation beads, full of dripping, fragrant bursts, refreshing people's spleen.
The green lotus leaves on the lake hold up the hibiscus, like the red cheeks of a girl.
Under the moonlight, the lotus leaves like jasper stand upright in the water, connected together, so intimate.
The quiet lake is covered with verdant lotus leaves, as if it is filled with dense jade umbrellas, covering the lake tightly.
The lotus leaves, like a green umbrella stretched out, some float lightly on the surface of the lake, and some pavilions stand on the blue waves, like layers of green waves, such as pieces of jade.
The petals of the lotus flower, white as jade, hold a dark green lotus pod in the flower, and there are many small holes on the upward side of the lotus canopy, and the seeds of the lotus flower are sleeping in it.
Yu Qiuyu [prose] rain lotus.
Once, walking through the lotus pond in the rain, a pond of green clouds stretched, and a half-opened red lotus stood out in the middle.
I was stunned for a while, it seemed that I couldn't open, I wanted to be silent, I would be red but not red, and I would wait for a red lotus that was not fragrant!
The rain in the sky is wide and wide, and there is such a red lotus in the unreachable gray! Like a fire about to be ignited, like a can of color that is about to be poured out! I stood by the pool, and although I didn't want to catch the moon, I almost missed my footing.
Is life like a rain? You've jumped in ignorance, you've been obsessively groaning in the midst of it—but more often than not, you've had to endure the cold and the wet, the helplessness and the loneliness, and live with the illusion of a sunny day.
But look at that lotus flower, how self-absorbed and self-forgetful in the rain! When there is no sunlight, it is sunlight itself; When there is no joy, it is joy in itself! There is such a perfect and self-sufficient world in a lotus plant.
A pool of greenery, a pool of silent songs, an unobtrusive roadside in the countryside - is there truth only in philosophy books? Is it only in the research institute that the answer is answered? A simple rain lotus can paint how many goodness beyond the image, and how many centuries of pride have been supported by a slim green leaf!
If there is a lotus in the pond, if there is a lotus in the heart, then what is the trouble of the long rainy season?
Against the backdrop of the green leaves, some of the lotus flowers are stretching and blooming, with pink petals and golden stamens, as if laughing heartily: some of the buds are blooming, as if they are talking: some are budding and waiting to be released, like a shy girl bowing her head and not saying a word.
In the early morning, the crystal clear dew swayed on the lotus leaves, and a gust of wind blew, and the dewdrops on the lotus leaves flowed down like pearls with broken threads.
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The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the red flowers are different red.
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The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red.
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1. The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water threshold is clear, and the acacia is separated from the city.
The autumn clouds do not disperse, and the frost flies late, leaving the dry lotus to listen to the sound of the rain. —Don Li Shangyin
1. There is a kind of beauty, which needs to cross the corridor of time, and the heart of the collapsed rent in the bustling. Read it repeatedly, chew it repeatedly, and only then can you get its deep taste.
2. The glamorous lotus falls, the thousand-year-old civilization is gone, and the loneliness is in the autumn of the heavy cavity.
3. Among the tens of millions of people, in the wilderness where time is endless, there is no one step earlier, and the group is not one step later, and when they meet, they can only say softly: "Oh, are you here too?" Like Zhang Ailing, the same is true of the unexpected encounter with the remnant.
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1.In summer, lotus flowers sprout buds. The buds gradually opened a little, and the pink color became more vivid and dazzling in the bright sun.
Look, the one over there has quietly bloomed, swaying gently in the breeze of the breeze.
2."The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red", the lotus flowers in full bloom are delicate and graceful; There are dragonflies standing on many budding buds, and there is a beautiful picture of "the little lotus only shows its sharp corners, and there are dragonflies standing on its head".
3.Summer is the season when lotus flowers are in full bloom. This year, the lotus flowers in Nanyuan are growing exceptionally luxuriantly. You see in the blue waves in the depths of the lotus pond, the Lingbo fairies sometimes loom in the breeze, sometimes rise, and they dance to the people in pink and green skirts.
4.The slim lotus flowers bloom in the hot summer sun, competing for beauty, charming water rhyme, intoxicating lotus fragrance, forming a beautiful and unique scenery in summer.
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The lotus flowers are crowded one after another, like large turquoise discs.
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