My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Toads eat round shadows, and the morning and evening are gone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
Alas, the moon can't drink water. My shadow followed me blankly; .
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
The geese disappear in the sea of clouds, who will pity the geese in the sky?
Every winter solstice, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee lamp.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
Moving branches give birth to shadows, blowing flowers and sending fragrance far away.
It's getting late, the shadow of mulberry trees is getting longer and longer, the spring feast is gradually dispersed, and the drunkard goes home happily with the help of his family.
Dark clouds in the sky.
On the beach, on the poultry pond, the clouds break the moon.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Lunan Peak is very steep.
The ship entered the drawing.
Every shadow is because of the moon, and every sound is autumn.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick.
Bamboo shadows cover the secluded window, and she leans in the sunset beside a tall bamboo.
I groaned at my own shadow, like a lonely wandering wild goose, resigned to fate and scattered in a tent for nine autumn.
Sunset in a lonely village, faint smoke
Cancrow。 A small flying shadow.
Things are like spring grass and people are like clouds.
Fish in deep springs, birds in the clouds, never have to date each other.
Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing.
Roots are not afraid of the wind, but the sun is slanting.