What are some poems similar to "Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the moon door"?

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. (Wang Tangzhihuan's "In the Lodge of the Heron") The pen fell and shocked the wind and rain, and the poem became a cry. (Tang Du Fu's "Send Li Twelve Whites and Twenty Rhymes") The cicada makes the forest quiet, and the Yingong Mountain is even more quiet. (In the Southern Dynasties, Wang Ji of Liang Dynasty, "If you enter the West") Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 kinds in autumn. (Don Li Shen's Sympathy for Farmers) Thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. (Don Meng Jiao's The Prodigal Son) The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. (Tang Wang Wei's "Making the Mountain Village") The desert is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook (Tang Li and "Twenty-three Horses Poems"). A gust of wind in the leaves on both sides of the river, the moon crosses me alone. (Tang Meng Haoran's "A berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou") The weather is sunny and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. I want to think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. (Tang Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off") The wind knows the grass, and the board swings to know the sincere minister. (Tang Li Shimin's Gift to Xiao Yu) The ribbon of the river is like a jade hairpin. (Tang Hanyu's "Send Doctor Yan to Guizhou") Looking up, it was already moonlight, and then sinking, suddenly thinking of home. (Tang Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking") Lu Yao knows horsepower and sees people's hearts for a long time. There is moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream. (Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Mountains) Birds lodge in trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door. (Tang Jiadao's "Li Ning's Seclusion") Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue) Shoot the horse first and catch the thief first. (Tang Du Fu's "Going Out Before the Great Wall") Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. (Song Qingzhao's "Summer quatrains") Fish in deep water are in bliss, and birds in the forest know where to go. (Tang Du Fu's Five Poems of Akita) How wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how clear the water is and how close the moon is! . (Tang Meng Haoran's "Sleeping on the Jiande River") White hair ruthlessly invaded the old times, and the blue lights smelled of childhood. (Song Luyou, "Reading on Autumn Night with Two Drums as the Festival", the remnant stars are dotted with geese, and the flute leans against the building. (Tang Zhaowei's Autumn in Chang 'an and Late Autumn in Chang 'an) By the sinking boat, Qian Fan passed by, before the sick tree, Wan Muchun. (Liu Tang Yuxi, "The First Meeting in Yangzhou Will Enjoy Lotte") But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, we raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. The spring silkworm will weave until it dies, and tears will be exhausted every night (Tang Libai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell to the School Book Uncle Yun"). (Don Li Shangyin's Untitled) The wind turns white waves into thousands of pieces, and the geese point to the sky. (Tang Bai Juyi, "Looking at the bottom of the river at night, the scenery is strange") I don't know if I study hard early, but Bai Shoufang regrets studying late. (Don Yan Zhenqing's "Persuade Learning") It is difficult to draw a tiger's skin but a bone, and people know the face but don't know the heart. (Meng Yuanhanqing's "The Kanmo Heluo Zaju of Kong Zhangmu") The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely green, and the lotus flower is infinitely red the next day. (Song Yang Wanli, one of the two songs, "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple") It is easy to get the moon near the water tower, and flowers and trees in the sun are easy to be spring. (Song Sulin's "Broken Sentences") Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky. (Four Poems by Tang Du Fu (3)) An egret flies in the silent swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. (The Works of Accumulated Rain and Wangchuan by Tang Wangwei) Flowers are similar from year to year, but people are different from year to year. (A Generation of Sad Pulsatilla by Liu Tang Yi Xi) At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is greener than blue. (Tang Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan") In the third spring, the white snow returned, and the Yellow River in Wan Li bypassed Montenegro. Although my body doesn't have wings like the bright phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn (the anger of Liu Tang Zhong Yong). (Tang Li Shangyin's "Two Untitled Songs", a glass of wine with peach and plum spring breeze, Yi Deng in Jianghu for ten years. (Huang Songting-zhang's "Yellow Several Replies") Mourning the Six Armies, rushing to the crown and being angry is beautiful. (Song of Wu in Qing Dynasty) Fallen leaves are like waterfalls, and I think the long river is rolling. (Tang Du Fu's "Climbing the Mountain") There is no fate, but it is destined to meet thousands of miles. We hope to fly in the sky, like two birds, with the same wing; We hope to grow together on the ground, like two branches of a tree. (Yuan Anonymous, "Sending Yuanyang by mistake and being juggled by Yuqing Temple"). (Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow) Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, and endless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. (Guan "Huanxisha")