Small Pond
Yang Wanli
The spring silently cherishes the trickle,
The shade of the tree shines on the water and the water is clear and soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners,
A dragonfly has already stood on its head.
Impressions from reading the book (Part 1)
Southern Song Dynasty·Zhu Xi
As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened,
The skylight and cloud shadows are lingering.
Ask where the canal can be so clear?
It has a source. Living water comes.
In the yellow plum season, it rains every house, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy pond
The spring silently cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees softens the water
Go back late after enjoying yourself The boat strayed into the depths of the lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startled a pool of gulls and herons
◇The hibiscus on Qian's pond~Wen Zhengming
In September, the flowers in Jiangnan are closed, The hibiscus floats in Zhongzhou. The beauty smiles across the overflowing water, and the setting sun is still full of sadness.
The dew washes the jade plate, the golden palace is cold, the wind blows and the brocade city is autumn. Looking at each other is useless and hurts the old age, there is no pond A kind of tranquility.
◇Man Tingfang·Huang Tingjian
The water is thick and clear, the new strips are light green, the green light reflects the empty pavilion. The brocade mandarin ducks, frost herons, and the lotus path are secluded. Ping. The crooked red railings of the fragrant ferry are reflected in the thin and sparse lattice.
The wind is clear at night, the moon is full in the Hengtang, the clear water can see the moving stars. It is pleasant to hear, and after the light rain, the algae and nymphae move away. The Hu bed has a square screen with a Xiang quilt.
The mist-scaled clouds are full of swirls, the sound is constant, and the wind chimes are ringing on the eaves. When the banquet is resumed, the Yaochi is full of snow, and the Buddha's head is green with dew on the mountain.