The sun and the moon are not flooded, the spring and autumn generations, the drizzle on the small building by the water comes and goes, the flowers are fluttering, pacing in the deep or shallow laneway, the apricot blossoms fall petal by petal, from the woman's fingers, from the wings of the birds that walk and sing, from the water surface of the canopy boat floating, the pieces are bright and moist, like the sunset mist behind the distant mountains, and the wind continues.

The willow buds spread their branches, and the small branches hung down in the lake, flowing softly with the water waves, extremely empty and pure green. This kind of green, not like the lyricist under the moon to see the algae crossing, empty silence, with a little no branches to rely on sighs, some with the wave of loneliness, dipped in the miserable night, green to be simple and curvy, green to long intestines, this kind of green, is new green, tender just right, the length of the thin leaves wandering and swaying, from time to time bending, the pen and ink are generally freehand. It is not a strong green, in the sparkling waves, the shadow of the building, it is not cramped, but it has a long and wide charm. Occasionally, the leaves have been floating for a long time, leaving the branches, and surrounding the water people, free and wanton, in the eyes of the sentimental literati, but it has turned into a leisurely thought of "Yingying in the water, and the pulse is silent".

This is the scene of early spring, to a little later, the lotus leaves are connected to the sky, the boat of picking lotus is everywhere, the whole city is fragrant, a beautiful scene. The lotus flower is lush, this is the most famous scenery of Yudu, outsiders are attracted by this, once admired, just to see this unique Yudu grand scene.

The Lihui Lake in Yudu is indeed indescribably beautiful, in addition to the lotus flowers and the melodious and charming scenery, the literati here are also a major scenery. As the ancient capital of many dynasties, Yudu has a rich historical heritage, which is naturally easy to arouse the feelings of the literati.

These literati wrote poems and paintings to write about the lotus flowers of Li Hui Lake, and they tried their best to depict the beauty of the lotus flowers, and the brushwork can be called graceful. A few years ago, there was a young traveler surnamed Sikong who used to pass here, he stood on the Nianlu Bridge of Li Hui Lake, looked at the scenery in all directions, and felt that he opened his mouth and chanted:

"Yu Chujiang.

The waves are bright and the eyes are bright, and the shades are fragrant.

The wind is sending, and it is unbearable.

Brush the scarlet green, relieve spring sleep, and tilt the window back to the beam.

It was rain and smoke.

The shadows fall between the flowers, and the bridge is missing.

Look around the mountains and pillow wine, envy the flowers and leaves to sing, and make wings and sleep in the sun.

The plain clothes are not up, and the lotus moves the boat into a pair.

Without red makeup, the Ming Dynasty yesterday turned fine.

Not to mention a few scenic spots.

Ten miles by the railing, the sun is long. ”

Sikong did not write down this poem written under the name of the word brand "Lotus Fragrance", but he asked the people who passed by to listen to it, and excerpted them one by one. Some scholars disagreed, believing that the term was not very brilliant and was very ordinary. A person who admires Sikong's style can't help but be angry when he sees this, and he makes a detailed and accurate evaluation of this song "Lotus Fragrance", and everyone is impressed when they learn about its wonderful rhyme:

"Ripples and want to see bright eyes, water with affection, incense, do not say flowers and leaves, and stand the word deep and shallow, elegant also, can imagine the leaf petals one after another, ups and downs, from near to far, deep and shallow under the light, thick and faint, fluttering there is a posture of flying to lift, wonderful self-thinking also. With the word "send", the natural style is long, fluttering like a child, and I am in the same vein, all of which belong to the forest, are all beautiful. However, I steal the Kongjia of Si Zuo, and I care about the two words, and the "unbearable" is above it. The concubine red, the shallow crimson, the stamen, the elegant white, the shade wrong, the ink cui, the light green, the clear water, is gradually moving, the full eyes and the jaw tail are implicated, the red and green are born, the two are double, the word "unbearable" is ink, the flowers are surging, its soft bones can be peeped in, the vast river smoke, red and green, the water hibiscus waist bends, the cover of the wind Xu Yi also, such a situation, actually lead to the wind of the United States into the lotus also, chew the words, the more you see its scorching bright and bright also. ”

"Scarlet and green, stacked buildings, not to mention lotus petals and leaves, but red and green, with a special shape, very beautiful. The breeze blows by, the spring and the summer, and the window ring beam does not go through the day, why not? Cover the smoke waves, roll incense and carry steam, pour up the alleys of people's houses, the lotus wind at a glance, fluttering, beautiful and difficult to commit. Flower shadow makes water, petal Teng thoughts, small bridge in the middle of the flowing water, jade face by the side, at this time the bridge people are just right, not much, a lot also, no lonely left behind, but also a friend with the hustle and bustle of the hanging river, but a glimpse of the shadow under the bridge is sufficient, colorful, the heart is already good, time and quiet and moving, uneven between Xu Xing, the right person also. ”

"Mountains and rivers leaning on each other, with the word 'pillow', the wonderful rhyme is really difficult to convey in words. Clumsy strokes, Mr. Wangsikong has no chance to reprimand me. It is water, but it does not say that 'looking around the mountains and pillows in the water town', but 'wine', which is endlessly interesting. The wine depicts the water, the incense is clear and far away, the brook invades the lungs, the Xinxin stays in the nose, and the smoke waves are also in shape. It also teaches people to think about it, glimpse the picturesque in the distance, the boat is on the top, there is a son who is very happy, the son is more than Mr. Sikong, the water is breezy, and the bottom of the sleeve is gargle. The landscape between the lines is bright and moist, and it can be said that the pen is in it, and the intention is to go outside. Attacking its 'pillow' word, its lazy and scattered, the state of relaxation is more and more visible, and then, with the mountain, with the water, with the people, and snuggled together, self-integration also. Why do the flowers and leaves sing? The sound of the wind is vibrating, and the red and green veins are also. In the dancing of light and shadow, the group flies, and the butterfly is safe, and the sleeping sun is self-satisfied, such as, its whip is splashed, the green stem is spread, people come and go, the boat goes to cross, the wind is stagnant, and the movement is four, all of which become the background of the butterfly on this day, everything is moving, I am still in the flower, and the state is safe. The scenery is wide and picturesque, but it is really beautiful and long, and the style is particularly beautiful. ”

"The brook is glorious, the mountains and the water are hugged, and there are a few wisps of plain color, which are pure and pure. Writing about the lotus girl, not her face, voice, and shape come first, but she gets it with a plain clothes, chews it, and takes it from afar. It is conceivable that the soft water is rippling, the sleeves of Qunyan's clothes are half pulled, it seems to be rising, the wind is rolling, and when you go, you can see Hao's wrists bent up, and the frost and snow are condensed. The green silk is half stranded, hanging like the Shuyun cloud on the shoulders of the first cloud mountain, and it is soft and windy. Moving in the stillness, between singing and answering each other, talking and laughing, lotus dancing with sleeves, a scene of Tengfu. The woman can't afford red makeup, she is old, her shadow is shallow, as bright as a hibiscus out of the water, and she is beautiful and natural. Leaning out, pointing to the lotus Xin flowing, there are all four, everywhere. ”

"There are almost no canons in the whole poem, the words are natural, the scenery is as new, and the rhyme of spring can be chewed. However, I whispered above this article, but the words were precise, especially with its god moving, writing the scene, completely writing the scene, not expressing grief also, writing women, not to the boudoir as a bundle, a few strokes of the clear and clear of the lotus, the resentment of the boudoir, the clear and fragrant. Describe women, but there is no obscene thought, and a broad pulse, this 'self-denial and revenge', does not exceed the norm. ”

"Beautiful and innocent, the pen is natural, not emotional, only creation, and those who win my heart, don't write like this."