"Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran
I don't learn to wake up when I sleep in spring, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen.
"Birdsong Stream" Wang Wei
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
The moonrise scares the mountain birds, singing in the spring stream.
"Zhuli Pavilion" Wang Wei
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
The people in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.
"Staying on the Jiande River" Meng Haoran
Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.
The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people.
"In the Mountain" Wang Wei
White rocks emerge from Jingxi River, and the red leaves are sparse in the cold weather.
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet.
"Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn" by Wang Wei
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.
"Passing an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran
An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.
The green trees are adjacent to the village, and the green mountains are sloping outside.
Open a dining room and chat over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come to see chrysanthemums.
"Drinking" Tao Yuanming
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
When I ask you how you can do it, your mind is far away and you are biased.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see Nanshan Mountain.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it. Yang Jiong Wu Gorge
The Three Gorges is 700 miles long, but Wu Gorge is said to be long. The heavy rocks are not very high, and the overlapping peaks are towering. The cliffs are steep and dangerous, and the berries and moss are rotten on the brocade. At night, it is clear that there is no wind and waves. If you are loyal and faithful to what I do, there will be no harm in rafting. You can touch the mainstay, or you can go to Luliang. Where is the beauty now? Ganoderma lucidum is only fragrant. Apes roar in the mountain sky at night, and the guests' clothes are stained with tears.
Li Bai sent Meng Haoran to Guangling
The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
Wei Yingwu Chuzhou West Stream
Only the grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide brings rain late in the day, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.
Li Bai's Lushan ballad is sent to Lu Shiyu's virtual boat
I am a madman of Chu, and Feng Ge laughs at Confucius. Holding a green jade staff, he bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower. I never go far to find immortals in the Five Mountains, and I will spend my life traveling to famous mountains.
Lushan Mountain is showing off from the South Douban, with nine folds of clouds spread across the screen, and the shadows falling on Minghu Lake in the blue and green light. There are two long peaks in front of the Golden Tower, and three stone beams hanging upside down from the Milky Way.
The Xianglu Waterfall faces each other in the distance, and the cliffs and mountains tower over the sky.
Green shadows and red clouds reflect the morning sun, and birds cannot fly to Wu Tianchang.
Climbing high and spectacular, between heaven and earth, the vast river will never return.
The yellow clouds are moving thousands of miles, and the white waves are flowing over the snow-capped mountains.
It is good for Lushan ballads, and it is popular because of Lushan.
Peering into the stone mirror to clear my heart, Xie Gong, the immortal in the colorful clouds, holds the hibiscus towards the jade capital. I am sweating all over Jiugai in advance, and I would like to take Lu Ao to visit Taiqing.
Painting Orchid by Dong Qichang of the Ming Dynasty
The green leaves are planted next to the stone.
The solitary root does not bloom with the other flowers.
The wine stall is spread out under the mountain window,
The incense comes from the paper.
Zhuli Pavilion, Tang Dynasty Wang Wei
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo,
playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People in the deep forest don’t know,
The bright moon comes to shine.
Looking at the remaining snow in Zhongnan, Tang Zuyong
The Yin ridge in Zhongnan is beautiful,
Snow is floating in the clouds.
The forest is bright and clear,
The city is getting colder at dusk.
Chrysanthemums, Yuan Zhen, Tang Dynasty
The autumn bushes around the house look like Tao's house,
The fence is gradually sloping all around.
It’s not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers.
There will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed.
Painting Orchids Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty
The orchid grass has grown into a row,
There is a lot of meaning in the mountains.
If you are loyal and still embrace yourself,
There is no need to compete with others.
Small Plum Blossoms in the Mountain Garden, Song Dynasty, Lin Bu
All the flowers are swaying and blooming alone, occupying the small garden with all the charm.
The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.
The frost bird steals its eyes when it wants to come down, and the white butterfly is like a knowing soul.
Fortunately, we can have sex with each other by chanting slightly, and we don’t need sandalwood boards and gold bottles
Du Fu
"Wang Yue"
Dai How about Zongfu?
Qilu is still young.
The clock of creation is beautiful,
Yin and Yang cut off the dusk.
Strata clouds grow in the chest,
The returning bird enters the canthus.
You will be at the top of the mountain,
and you will see all the small mountains at a glance.
"Climbing the Yueyang Tower"
In the past I heard about the water in Dongting,
Now I go up to the Yueyang Tower.
Wu Chu is in the southeast,
The universe floats day and night.
There is no word about relatives or friends,
There is only one old and sick person.
The troops pass through the north of the mountain,
Pingxuan Tisi flows.
"Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers"
Huang Si's maiden's house is full of flowers,
Thousands of them hang low on the branches.
Lingering butterflies dance all the time,
The orioles are just singing at ease.
"Quequatrains"
Two orioles sing in the green willows,
A row of egrets ascends to the blue sky.
The window contains Qianqiu snow in Xiling,
The door is docked with a ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.
Qi Wuqian
"Spring Flowing Like a River"
The tranquility is never cut off,
I will go as I please.
The evening breeze blows the boat,
The flower path enters the mouth of the stream.
At night, we turn to the west ravine,
looking across the mountain to the south.
The smoke from the pond is flying and melting,
The forest moon is low and backward.
When things happen and spread,
I wish to be the old man holding the pole.
Wang Wei
"Green Creek"
When entering Huanghuachuan,
every time I chase the water of the green creek.
With the mountains, there will be countless twists and turns,
The interesting journey is endless.
The sound is noisy in the rocks,
The color is quiet deep in the pines.
The rippling water is full of water chestnuts,
The clear water reflects the reed.
My mind is already idle,
Qingchuan is like this.
Please stay on the rock,
The fishing will be over.
"Zhongnan Mountain"
Taiyi is close to the capital of heaven,
connecting mountains to sea corners.
The white clouds look back and merge,
The blue mist enters and sees nothing.
The peaks in the field are changing,
The clouds are clear and the valleys are different.
If you want to stay somewhere,
ask the woodcutter across the water.
Meng Haoran
"Sending Five Pieces to Ten Thousand Mountains in Autumn"
In the white clouds of the North Mountain,
the hermit feels happy.
Start climbing high when you look at each other,
My heart will fly away with the wild goose.
Sorrow arises in the dusk,
Happiness comes in the autumn.
I saw people returning to the village,
resting at Pingsha Crossing.
The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses,
The islands on the riverside are like the moon.
Why should I bring you wine?
I am drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
"Looking at Dongting Lake as a Presentation to Prime Minister Zhang"
The level of the lake in August is high,
the water is too clear.
The steam is rising over the Yunmengze, and
the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
If you want to save someone without a boat,
I am a shameful sage.
Sitting and watching the fishermen,
just envy the fish.
"Staying in Tonglu River and sending me an old trip to Guangling"
Listening to the sorrow of the ape in silence on the mountain,
The Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night.
The wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the bank,
The moon shone on a lonely boat.
Jiande is not my land,
Weiyang recalls old travels.
I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea.
Chang Jian
"Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind the Poshan Temple"
Enter the ancient temple early in the morning,
The first sun shines on the high forest.
The bamboo path leads to a secluded place,
The Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.
The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds,
The shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart.
Everything is silent here,
but the sound of bells and chimes is left.
Wang Zhihuan
"Climbing the Stork Tower"
The sun sets over the mountains,
The Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away,
go to the next level.
"Liangzhou Ci"
Far above the Yellow River among the white clouds,
a lonely city is located in Wanren Mountain.
Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows?
The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
Wang Bo
"Poetry of Prince Teng's Pavilion"
The high pavilion of Prince Teng is near Jiangzhu.
The jade-wearing mingluan is used to sing and dance.
The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds,
The bead curtain rolls in the west mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows in Xianyuntan Lake are long and leisurely,
Things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns.
Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now?
The Yangtze River flows freely outside the threshold.