Lotus is beautiful. From a distance, it looks like afterglow, like snow. At close range, it looks like a painting, a poem.
Lotus is a noble banner of the mortal world. It is pride. It is a quality we all should aspire to have. This quality makes people more attrative, more confident.
I love lotus because it is clean and it has self-love. Because it is straightforward and mighty. It is fragrant, it decorates ponds and lakes. It graces cities and countrysides.
The world loves the beauty of lotus, the elegance and temperament. Lotus is most eminent in eastern Buddhism. The perfection of lotus, the extraordinary refinement of lotus is regarded as a spiritual symbol that transcends eternity. In murals, sculptures and books in the Buddhist temple, Buddha and Bodhisattvas are often seen sitting on a lotus.
Light green, dark green, inky green leaves of lotuses are pasted on the lake surface, like umbrellas, like platters, like fans.
A pool of green, a pool of silent song, by the not-so-eye-catching road of a countryside. A simple stroke of rain can draw more goodness outside of imagery,and a gazebo of green leaves can support pride of a century.
Lotus, dipped in a little water, writing the magnificence of life. Heroic and charming, fragrant and tender, highlighting the nobility and freshness of life.