周敦颐笔下的荷:“出淤泥而不染。”张炎笔下的荷:“碧圆自洁,亭亭清绝。”朱自清笔下的荷:“像亭亭的舞女的裙。”我心中的荷:“风情万种。”荷是诗人圣洁灵魂的种子,它那“出淤泥而不染”的高洁,“濯清涟而不妖”的高傲,以及“亭亭净植,不蔓不枝”的孤芳自赏。无一不透露着它 Zhou Dunyi wrote: “The mud does not stain.” The charge from Zhang Yan’s writing: “The blue circle is self-cleaning and the pavilion is absolutely clear.” The burden of Zhu Ziqing’s writing is: “The dress like a pavilion dancer.” The burden in my heart: " It is a kind of customs.” Holland is the seed of the poet’s holy soul, its noble “out of the mud”, the arrogance of “clearing the monk but not the demon”, and the solitary condescension of the “throwing and arranging the plant, not vines and branches”. Both reveal it