2. Enter Zoigesi
What's average? Empty water. The afterglow of the sunset rises from the distant mountains, and the sun shines on the winding water. The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. This place has given me a hermit's heart. I'm tired of my official career but I'm not retired and sad.
3. Bai Juyi in Snow at Night
This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.
Bai Juyi is at the foot of the mountain.
Unique mountain hut, quietly facing the moon.
Where there is water, mica sounds at night.
Night parking near Fengqiao Zhangji
The moon is full of birds singing and frost, and Jiang Feng is sleepy.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
5. Sleep in Hengtang at night and release Zong Wei.
Occasionally I see the mountain coming out, and I go to the pavilion by boat at night alone.
The wild plums are white, and the fishing fire is green.
The cold island melts the snow, and the spring pool bathes the stars.
Who played the iron flute, which was clear and pleasant?
Living in Ceng Gongliang Kanluoji Monastery.
The clouds in the pillow are close to a thousand peaks, and the bottom of the bed is loose and sad.
It's up to you to watch Yinshan surf the sky and open the window to let it into the river.
Xin Qiji on Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Yulouchun Zhao Xu
There is no light in the firefly flying in the moon. Waves and water do not shake the building, but the shadow is straight.
Every time I pity powder and cry, I am too lazy to read old books.
Smell the drops when the dead lotus is exposed. Nobody can stop you from dreaming.
My body is not afraid of the wind in Zhejiang, flying around in an instant.
Qingpingle Shi Xiaoyou
Ji light shook his eyes. Spring in the suburbs is green.
Broken snow accumulates rotten jade. When I heard that the branches were awkward.
Thin vines trample on the flat beach. Drunk and inclined.
Birds are singing several times in the sunset, and the fragrance is full of plum blossoms.
Jiangsu Tang Xianzu
After a long silence in Qiu Jiang, I saw the waning moon reflected in Lin Weili.
The sparkling waterfowl is still frightened, and the dewdrop cold firefly is wet and does not fly.