Selected lyric essays describing lotus flowers

Look closely at the lotus flowers in different shapes, white and flawless, pure as crystal. The following is my lyric prose about lotus for your appreciation.

Selected Lyric Prose on Lotus: Lotus in Rain I really like lotus, and I like lotus in rain.

Lotus is very quiet. When the weather is clear, the green lotus leaves are surrounded by clusters. Even on the wide water, they look surprisingly close. Like a star holding the moon, it presents a few pink or white flowers, emitting a faint fragrance. Some people appreciate it, and it's beautiful, and no one wants to stay. It is also lonely. So quiet beauty, like a painting fixed in the lens, has no rendering and contrast. Her quiet and detached world exists.

I like lotus flowers.

Lotus is very clever. At dusk, climb the artificial wooden bridge and see the lotus flowers by the water. When the wind blows, waves of ripples will appear on the water. When a stone is dropped, several dragonflies will fly. A white butterfly will also fly from the lotus seed and fall into another flower in the distance. The clouds are low and the weather is a bit sultry. I'm looking forward to some rain to bring coolness. At this moment, I saw a few purple swallows skimming over the water in a low voice, and then it began to rain thinly or densely. Rain is randomly woven and tilted by the wind. It was a timely rain, which satisfied my heart of enjoying the lotus in the rain. I like to lean against the cloister to see the lotus flowers in rainy days and watch those lotus flowers in the rain. At this time, lotus is dynamic, agile and alive. Raindrops hit the lotus leaf, and a roll of water drops fell in the concave pit of the leaf, like pearls in jade. Let's not talk about the rainy scenery with lotus leaves in the pond. Just the graceful appearance of lotus leaves in the rain makes people intoxicated. Fortunately, this rain allows me to enjoy the lotus in the rain alone and listen to the sound of drizzle beating the lotus. It seems that nothing exists, but I am accompanied by lotus flowers, which sing to me. This primitive and natural rhyme is a tune that no singer can sing. This voice makes people quiet but not sad, aloof but not lonely. Just like in a temple, reciting a scripture and listening to a Buddhist sound make people soar above the secular soul. Lotus Buddha is a flower of practice. I like the Zen of lotus flowers in the rain.

The wind blows the lotus and dances, and the raindrops are moist and delicate. The freshness of lotus leaves is mixed with the fragrance of lotus leaves, which is carried far away by the wind, and the breath is full of the flavor that any luxurious French perfume can't reconcile. It's nice to have a lotus in the rain. I really like lotus flowers in the rain.

This dynamic beauty is completely different from quietness, which brings extraordinary elegance, and this agility brings vitality and vigor. A quiet as a virgin, a domineering flying, proud as a rainbow as a thoroughbred.

I think of the famous "Xizhou Song": lotus is picked in the south pond in autumn, and the lotus is over the head. With his head down, he fiddled with the lotus seeds in the water, which were as green as the lake. Hide lotus seeds in your sleeve. Lotus seeds are red and transparent. I don't remember Mandy, but I looked up at Hong Fei. The ancient people's admiration for lotus is the ultimate beauty.

I tried several times to fold a few lotus leaves and a lotus flower for the case, sat and slept, decorated the darkroom with the aura of the lotus flower, and relied on the elegance and luxury of the lotus flower. However, I still can't bear to defile its nobility with my earthly hands and stifle its fresh life. I am even more afraid that earthly powder will pollute the fragrance of lotus and make it shine in the water. Beauty can only be appreciated from a distance and cannot be destroyed at will.

Lotus is perfect, and lotus is incomplete. I also like Li Shangyin's sentence? Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving the residual lotus to listen to the rain? . Just this poem makes the world fall in love with the artistic conception in this poem and the incomplete beauty of lotus. Who has seen the beauty of withered flowers? Only the lotus in the rain is beautiful, and this kind of silence, this kind of withered loneliness, this kind of empty silence and this kind of broken lotus is the unique scenery in autumn. I like lotus flowers, and I also like lotus flowers in the rain. I like it to grow from a duckweed to a lotus leaf and bloom to the end of life. It is as elegant as a fairy, like an absolutely beautiful woman from childhood to dusk, from sunrise to sunset, beautiful but not depressed.

I saw the prosperity of lotus in the rain, and I heard the detailed complaints of lotus in the rain. I love the stubbornness of lotus in summer rain, the freshness of lotus in autumn rain, and I like lotus in rain, especially lotus in rain.

Selected Lyric Prose on Lotus: Lotus in my hometown lives in a bustling city. Whenever I feel restless in the face of endless homework, I always think of a poem by Li Bai, a beautiful spring is born in the lotus, and the morning sun is bright and fresh? . You can't see the lotus flowers like your hometown in the city. The pink buds are graceful and clean, and they look exquisite and elegant against the bright lotus leaves. Lotus, a plant that loves quiet environment, is probably not suitable for growing in noisy cities.

My hometown is on the Lion River in the Pearl River Estuary, where there is Lotus Hill. Lianhua Mountain was a quarry in ancient times. After hundreds of years of mining, mountains or cliffs or grotesque caves are rugged and quiet, or majestic and tall. There are all kinds of lotus flowers in the lakes and ponds on the mountain. Every summer, all kinds of lotus flowers bloom in the hot sun. The flower shadow enters the wave, as if it were sunrise; On the dark green lotus leaf, water drops are like pearls, and the breeze blows. With the swaying and rolling of lotus leaves, the lake is graceful and green.

There is no enchanting rose, no lofty Jin Ju, no fortitude of Chimonanthus praecox, and the lotus has a leisurely and indomitable bearing. Elegant peony can only be used for viewing, elegant lotus can also be used as medicine and can be made into various delicacies. Lotus root, lotus leaf, lotus flower and lotus heart are all very popular medicinal foods. Lotus seed porridge, Lalianfu, lotus seed powder, lotus root slices with meat, steamed pork with lotus leaves, lotus leaf porridge and other snacks are countless. People often say? Is there another one from Ao Shuang in the chrysanthemum? But they ignore the fact that there are many pests and diseases in the process of chrysanthemum planting. Although lotus is rooted in silt, it has no pests. The stomatal contraction of mature lotus seed peel is very small, and its special tissue structure can even ensure that lotus seeds are buried underground for thousands of years without being damaged. Lotus not only has ornamental value.

? Its posture is quite exhibition, bright and fresh; His appearance is pleasant, and he is proud to be independent; Its roots are like jade and have no color; Its stem is empty, without five aggregates; Its leaves are as green as blue and clear from the middle; Its silk is like a wisp, stretching constantly; Its flowers are solemn and fragrant and last for a long time; No branches, no vines, no hanging; More like lotus seeds, painstaking as Buddha; Teach people to die in pure land. ? In Buddhism, lotus has a profound meaning. In the traditional culture of China, lotus symbolizes purity and elegance, purity and detachment. Zhou Dunyi's Love Lotus inspires people that the true purity of lotus lies not in the body, but in the heart.

Even if her feet are dirty and muddy, she still keeps her ambition, sticks to her principles, is not affected by the environment and does not go with the flow. This is the deepest impression that Lotus gives me. Living in the city, the relationship between people is not as pure as when they were in their hometown. I always feel that there are more things in the city than in the countryside. Material life is rich, but there is less simple emotion and more intrigue. There are many people in the city who pursue the so-called excessively? Success enjoys life endlessly, gradually loses itself and is trapped in external things. They are intoxicated by consumption and led by the secular.

Lotus in my hometown allows me to stick to my beliefs, not impetuous or impatient. Whenever I think of lotus leaves and clean lotus flowers on the lotus lake, I will think of the paradise described by Tao Yuanming, the noble quality and the sincere and friendly relationship between people. ? Dutch? With what? And then what? 、? "Together" homophonic? Lotus? With what? Even? 、? Even? Homophonic, lotus can symbolize peace, harmony, cooperation and unity. Advocating lotus is not the harmonious coexistence between people and between people and society.

Lotus, an idle flower, is used by some people to express their light leisure, and others to express their interest in life. Lotus is born for human beings, showing? Mud without dye, clear without demon? Solar terms; People become open-minded, cheerful and carefree because they like lotus flowers.

Lotus leaf field, let me unforgettable for a long time. Meng Haoran once wrote such a poem? The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from 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. ? Leaving the countryside and living in a bustling city, I only long for a melodious flute and a faint fragrance, which reminds me of the quiet and peaceful Lotus Lake in my hometown.

Selected lyric prose describing lotus flowers: favorite teacher when I was a child.

It was the second semester of my second grade in primary school. I was about eight years old then. Is an innocent and ignorant child.

One morning, I got up early and ran to the lotus pond in the village to pick lotus flowers. Because I often play around the Lotus Weir, I am wild, ignorant, fearless and fearless. There is a way in deep water, but don't be afraid in shallow water.

I remember clearly that I cheated on my mother that morning. As soon as I arrived at Lianhua weir, I went straight into the water to pick the lotus. When you go down to the deep water, you will naturally float with a lotus stalk in your hands. In shallow water, it is safe.

On that day, I chose big, colorful and fresh lotus flowers, red, yellow and white, and picked a big bunch (in our dialect, many of them are held together and called big bunch). I'm barefoot and soaked to the skin. I hurried home.

As soon as I got home, my mother looked at me and picked a bunch of lotus flowers. I was anxious to say, I looked for you everywhere, and you died if I didn't see anyone. You go to pick flowers at eight o'clock in the morning, not afraid of falling into the water and drowning. I can't find the letter after I die.

I said that the flowers I picked were for our teacher. After listening to this, my mother felt that I was young, had this kind heart and was very cute, so she turned to complain about support. I quickly pulled a red ribbon and tied it for me. I also found a bamboo blue to wrap it. My mother said that I can't wrap it in a bag for fear of being squeezed.

When my mother tied flowers, I quickly went to change clothes and put on my shoes. Mom has cooked the meal. I just scraped a bowl of rice and filled my stomach. I put on my schoolbag and a red scarf. My mother helped me to comb my hair and tie my little girl's braid. When everything was ready, I went out.

Along the way, I didn't dare to say hello to anyone, so I kept going for fear that others would ask me why I was carrying a basket of lotus flowers in the early morning.

I came to school. Fortunately, the classroom door is open. So as not to look around and get flustered at the door of the classroom. As soon as I entered the classroom, I was in my seat. Put the lotus under my desk gently for fear that others will see it. Grab to play. I protected her carefully.

In my seat, I sit quietly. Wait for the bell to ring.

The students who came early jumped rope and kicked shuttlecock one after another on the playground. Play their favorite game.

I have been sitting in my seat. Don't move. Looking forward to the arrival of class time. I look forward to studying by myself early. Class teacher? Teacher Nie's arrival.

Waiting for a long time, waiting for the mood is so lost, as if lost. I thought a thought in my heart: how come the time hasn't arrived and the teacher hasn't come yet! I'm not even in the mood to read.

The bell rang at last, and all the students entered the classroom one by one. The teacher I am looking forward to? Teacher Nie finally came. She has a thick black big braid and looks very dignified and beautiful in simple and elegant clothes. As soon as she stood at the door of the classroom, the students all fell silent.

As soon as the teacher entered the classroom, a crisp and harsh greeting: Hello, classmates! We said that the teacher was early, so I quickly took out the lotus flowers that I had already prepared, came to the teacher, raised my right hand, saluted the teacher, and seriously presented my bright lotus flowers!

At that time, the teacher was very surprised, and the students suddenly became agitated. Everyone said in shock: Aileen sent flowers to the teacher. (This is my name) But calm down in an instant. When the teacher was holding a bunch of lotus flowers, he looked at the teacher in my seat, with a white face, a pink face, bright eyes and a kind expression. His happy face was surrounded by lotus flowers. How beautiful! The students are still whispering to each other. My teacher was just a girl in her early twenties.

Teacher or teacher. She took advantage of the trend, holding a bunch of bright lotus flowers, gently walked up to us and said, students, come here, let's gather together and look at this lotus flower together. I will share the story about lotus with you. The teacher said: Lotus has a noble quality, that is, it is muddy but not stained. At that time, we were puzzled and the teacher knew us very well. She made a very popular metaphor: it's like a person falling into a crock and standing up, still clean all over. At that time, our classmates were in an uproar: alas, the lotus is so noble. The teacher continued to tell us that when we grow up, we should be like a lotus flower: we should grow out of mud and not be stained.

Teacher Nie's feelings of imitating lotus flowers are watering our clean and tender hearts. We Chinese sons and daughters are as beautiful and fragrant as lotus flowers, clean and pure. Isn't this ancient nation a crystal clear statue standing on the top of the East?

That day, we had a special morning self-study class with our teacher.

Later in my life, I always remember this unforgettable lesson, taking lotus as the standard of life.

Our teacher Nie, like a lotus, will never fade in my heart!

At that time our primary school was a town school. Most children come from the countryside. The economic conditions at home are very poor. Teacher Nie is from the city. When she was our head teacher, she loved us like a big sister and approached us as if we were her brothers and sisters. Besides teaching us to learn reading, she often plays games with us. During the break, jump rope, kick shuttlecock and jump house with us. What's more, some girls didn't braid their hair at school, which was remembered by Teacher Nie. During the break, she quickly braided the girls who didn't comb their hair. She found that the classmate's fingers were dirty or her nails were deep. She also wants to bring a basin of water to the classroom to wash their faces and hands and cut their nails. She often teaches us to learn to talk about hygiene and improve health from an early age.

For students with poor academic performance, Teacher Nie will visit home regularly at night. Help them with counseling and improve their academic performance. There was no traffic at that time. Home visits are all on the rugged roads in the country. A foot tall. One foot low, one foot heavy, one foot light. I remember that every time Teacher Nie came to our village, he always brought a flashlight. When it's windy and rainy, the adults directly put on her hemp fiber and hat, and everyone will send her back to school together.

The teacher devoted herself to the cause of education, and her hard work and selfless dedication deeply touched each of our classmates and parents. In our little mind, a pure teacher-student relationship has been planted. Our teacher-student relationship is as simple, fragrant, elegant and unique as a lotus flower. I will never forget it.

All our classmates are studying hard under the meticulous care and hard work of the teachers. That year, all the promotion exams in our class were above 90%. I am Bai. Holding the report card, all our classmates jumped for joy. Later, the school named our class Red Scarf Class. Celebrate? June 1st? At the activity meeting, all the students in our class took the stage and raised their right hands to swear to the party: study hard, go to school every day and be the successor of * * *.

The deep affection between teachers and students in our class and the studious spirit of students are often affirmed by the school again and again.

Our class has been upgraded, and we are going to the third grade. Teacher Nie came to say goodbye to us. Let's talk about our classmates I can't help crying. I also cried sadly. I can't bear to be a teacher like my mother.

Later, the school teacher came to persuade us and comfort us, hoping that we would continue to maintain a good learning atmosphere, continue to maintain a good style of classmates, respect teachers, love the motherland, cherish the collective and do a good job in unity.

When the holiday is coming, we invited several students to gather a bunch of lotus flowers together and dedicate our hearts to our beloved teacher Nie. This time, Teacher Nie warmly accepted our little gift. And repeatedly encouraged us to study hard, make progress every day, and grow up to be useful talents for building the motherland in the future.

We are moving towards the third grade with the ardent hope of our teachers.