Jieshi looks at the sea in the east.
Where there is water, there are mountains and islands.
There are many trees and plenty of herbs.
The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
The star Han is brilliant and unexpected.
Fortunately, even, the song sings with ambition.
The next berth in Beibao Mountain is Wang Wan.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
Bai Juyi, Qiantang spring outing
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.
Xin Qiji in Xijiang Moon
The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
In Taoxiang, there is a bumper harvest, listening to frogs.
There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains two or three times in front of the mountain.
In the past, Maodian was close to the forest and the road turned to the bridge.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road comes from the west and the horse is thin.
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.