1. "Two Lotus Picking Songs" by Xu Zhao, Song Dynasty

Original text:

Luo Gai is beginning to collect the evening sun, and the wild catfish flies up to the small fish. Shen.

Pick off the lotus pod and leave the handle empty, and put it toward the front of the boat to explore the depth of the water.

Translation: The luogai above the head blocks the light, the wild birds fly out of the water surface and the small fish sink into the water. Take off the lotus pods, leaving only the empty handles, rock the boat like the water is deep, and row it away.

2. "Qingpingle·Village Dwelling" Song Dynasty - Xin Qiji

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is very charming when he is drunk, but who is the old lady with gray hair?

The eldest son is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle son is weaving a chicken coop.

What I like most is that my child has died, lying down at the head of the stream and peeling lotus pods.

Translation: The eaves of the thatched house are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. The drunken Wudi dialect sounds gentle and beautiful. Whose family does that old man with white hair belong to? The eldest son was weeding in the bean field east of the stream, and the second son was busy weaving chicken coops. The most beloved one is the youngest son, who is lying in the grass at the head of the stream, peeling off the newly picked lotus pods.

3. "Nan Gezi: The Stars Turn in the Sky" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

Original text:

The stars in the sky turn around, and the curtains on the world hang down.

Liang Sheng's pillow mat was stained with tears, and he got up to undress his clothes and talk about what the night was like.

The green lotus pods are small, and the gold-pinned lotus leaves are sparse.

The weather is the same as the old clothes, but the feelings are different from the old days!

Translation: The stars in the sky shift, and the night falls on the earth. The coolness of autumn came out from between the pillows, and the mat was soaked with tears. He stood up and untied his robe, thinking that the deep night was almost morning.

The lotus pods sewn with green thread on Luo Yi are smaller, and the lotus leaves sewn with gold thread are also sparse. The weather is the same as before, the clothes are as old as before, but people's mood is not the same as before!

4. "The Lotus Patch Man" Modern - Lu Xun

Original text:

I am living in a fairyland where the sunflowers are growing, and the wind still smells the fragrance of jasper.

The egret shadow does not come, the autumn rustles, and the reed flowers stay with the dew.

Get rid of the greasy powder to show your style, fade away the red clothes and dress lightly.

It’s better to call it a pure plant in Lian River, and don’t fall into the cold pond with the remaining leaves! ?

Translation: A lotus person with water chestnut leaves as a belt, she lives in a fairyland like a pure girl. Even if the autumn wind stops, it still exudes fragrance. When the autumn wind blows gently, the egrets and egrets have already fled far away.

In the late night when the cold dew was thick, only the white reed flowers accompanied her to sleep. She washed away the greasy makeup, revealing her noble character. She took off the rich pretense of the past and put on the simple light makeup of today. This just comforts Mr. Lianxi who is in heaven. She is still growing upright and clean. Always maintain an elegant and pure style, and never fall into the cold and dirty lotus pond with the remaining leaves.

5. "Ode to Small Lotuses in Lotus" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

Original text:

Mountain bees are worried about rain damage to their bees, and their nests at the bottom of leaves are even more drooping.

Only the wasp does not worry about the rain, and the wax house lies on its back with thousands of flower branches.

Translation: The bees in the mountains were afraid that the rain would hurt the little bees, so they built their nests under the leaves. The leaves drooped. Only the bees on the lotus leaves were not afraid of the rain and built their nests on the small lotus pods.