The water in the east forest and the north pond is clear and blue at the bottom.
There are white hibiscus growing in the middle and three hundred stems of lotus.
It shines brightly in the daytime, and is quiet and fragrant.
The silver bag of leaking fragrance is broken, and the jade plate of leaking dew is tilted.
With my dusty eyes gradually turning, I saw this Qiong Yaoying.
I know that the red lotus flower has a false name of purity.
The application of calyx has not stopped in the summer, and the knot is formed in the autumn.
Late at night, when all the monks were sleeping, they got up and walked around the pond alone.
I want to collect a seed and send it to Chang'an City.
But I am afraid that if I go out of the mountains, my seeds will not grow in the world.
——Bai Juyi