The sun finally burst out of the clouds, bringing a golden color to the lotus pond, such as the holy light shining in the sky. Such a fairy place always reminds me of a Tang poem and Song Ci: the lotus leaves are infinite, and the lotus flowers are different red. The green lotus cover is green water, and the hibiscus is red. There are and root, and there are and head lotus. The golden sun shines on the lotus pond, giving the lotus leaves a gold edge. At this time, the lotus is all flower bones, unlike in the morning, they are all competing to bloom. I don't know if I want to fall asleep or suddenly become shy. Traffic passing through the sea of flowers, wind up a wind, take away a strand of fragrance.