"Singing the right wine, life geometry; Open a pot of wine and consider the spring breeze; Ask him for wine, when will the bright moon have ... "
The mountains are high and the water is far away, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, Tang poetry and Song poetry, strong wine and tea. In my memory, there is always a bend from the ancient clean stream, with hazy fog, stretching on the drowning land. The beautiful "Book of Songs" is printed there, and the Millennium time is vague, ethereal and Qingyuan.
Shades, flying springs, waterfalls; In the cold valley, Lu Feng hides. Good questions, heaven and earth games; The moon stars are idle and the water is quiet. Xupu Tongxian Cave, like a natural emerald, is full of fun in the cool breeze and bright moon, winning the aura of Aivi Lu landscape.
The cool breeze is blowing gently, the stream is gurgling, the fragrance is surging, and the ice muscles are jade bone; Flying water cave, conscious, immortal, with mountains and rivers as the heart, silent pulse clearing dust, and poetry, books, wine together.
"A piece of spring sorrow is waiting for the wine to pour, the boat on the river is shaking, and the curtain is upstairs ... The streamer is easy to throw people, and the cherry is red and banana is green." Song ci "a piece of plum" Boat crossing the Wujiang River is graceful, graceful and intoxicated, and the song is gently sung among the mountains, rivers and green trees. Willow bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, soft mountains and beautiful waters in the south of the Yangtze River, red dates, flowers, spring, summer, autumn and winter is another spring.