Yong Willow
He Zhizhang
The jasper is made up into a tree as high as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.
I don’t know who cuts the thin leaves.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Wanglushan Waterfall
Li Bai
The incense burner produces purple smoke in the sunshine,
Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of the river from a distance.
The flying current flows down three thousand feet,
It is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.
The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling
Li Bai
The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west,
Fireworks descended to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is all over the blue sky,
Only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
Boarding in Guazhou
Wang Anshi
Jingkou Guazhou is a water stream,
Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river.
When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Send off Xin Jian at Furong Tower
Wang Changling (Tang Dynasty)
Enter Wu in the cold rainy night,
Send off guests in Chushan in the bright morning solitary.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other,
A heart of ice is in a jade pot.
Liangzhou Ci
Wang Zhihuan
The Yellow River is far up among the white clouds,
a lonely city in the Wanren Mountain.
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willow?
The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
Chanyu looked north at Fuyundui.
He killed horses and went to the altar several times to offer sacrifices.
The emperor of the Han Dynasty is now powerful,
and he is unwilling to return home.