A sail, an oar, a boat, a fisherman and a hook,
A bow and a smile, a bright moon and an autumn.
Small Bridge Flowing Night (Anonymous)
A mountain, a water, a small bridge, a bright moon and pine,
Although the edge is broken, Kun is as happy as ever.
Qiu Jiang Fishing Map (Anonymous)
A boat, a pole and a hook,
A clap of water is like a song, and a bird catches the autumn river alone.
Reunion (Liushahe)
A gust of wind knocked at the door, and a name changed.
Some hesitate, some are stupid, some shake hands, some are crazy.
One to two or three miles, four or five fireworks,
Six geese, seven ducks and eighty or ninety flowers.
One moonlit night, Yi Shunding, a Qing man, sat alone in Tiantong Mountain.
There is no dust in the green hills and no clouds in the blue sky.
The only moon in the sky, the only person in the mountain.
Tang Bohu's poem "Mountaineering"
Up, up, up, up the hill.
Looking up at the red sun and white clouds, you can see them everywhere.
Ancient ballads of Tang Dynasty poet Wang Jian
One east and one west are full of water, and the roads leading to the horizon are scattered together.
The guests knocked down all the trees in the pool as soon as you left.
A Qing Wang Shizhen's "Qiu Jiang's solo fishing map"
A boat, a pole and an inch hook;
Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine, and catch a river alone.
A crane is flying in the clear sky.
A line of egrets rose into the sky.
A piece of ice is in the jade pot.
There are no sad songs for me.
As each season comes and goes.
Thousands of miles in Jiangling, one day.
The mind acts on the mind.
Misty rain lasts for a lifetime.
The ship sank in the rain last night.
A gun, a hat, a boat,
A foot of silk and an inch of hook.
Singing and drinking wine,
A man catches a river in autumn.
Meet with a smile and forget the enmity.
If she just turns her head and smiles, there are a hundred spells.
Like a strong wind in spring, it blows at night.
An almond came out of the wall.
The world of mortals rides a princess and laughs.
At most, it is the benefit of a spring.
Look at the Dongting landscape. There is a green snail in the silver plate.
It is often raining in spring dreams, and it is not enough to hang flags on the railings all day.