Five-character couplets
The colors of the mountains are both there and there, and the river spans heaven and earth.
When it doesn't rain, the mountains are always wet. Without clouds, the water is turbid.
The weather of Jiangshancheng is clever as ice and snow.
People do nothing, osmanthus flowers fall at night, and spring mountains are empty.
New poetry is like washing a good bird, not flying wildly.
There are rain clouds and rocks, and there are no wind leaves all over the mountain.
All the birds fly high and go for leisure alone.
Don't hide your ignorance, learn from it.
Distant friends bring distant land closer.
Yue Ming Pine asked the crystal stone in the stream to take pictures.
Learning the sea is deep and boundless, and the mountains are quiet and fragrant.
Think more, make progress every day, be independent and spontaneous.
Stay at a respectful distance, practice simply, practice yourself and live a quiet life.
The room doesn't need to be elegant and there aren't many flowers.
Only good people think Bao Nengren is my teacher.
A hundred years of scholarly study and a thousand years of moral education.
De Cheng Yan established the company for the sake of righteousness.
More analysis of world affairs often smacks of crossing the line.
The virtue of tolerance is to want nothing.
Yunlong flies far and wide and is free.
My mind is gray and my career is green. Empty mountains and snow treat each other, and no one is lonely in the ancient road. -Wang Boshan south cover, Lin belongs to me. It's better to bend over than to have a full ladle. -Wang Wei's adaptation?
Peach is full of rain, willow is full of spring smoke. Before the children were swept away, the flowers fell, and the tourists in Ti Ying Mountain slept soundly. -Wang Wei's "Spring Sleep" At the foot of the mountain is a lonely village with only a plateau on the horizon. A swallow flies back to the alley, and Mr. Wu or Liu faces the door. -Wang Wei's Dwelling House?
Go to Hexi River, and the cloud will meet Yanxian's home. Who knows people's affair? I'm used to seeing mountains, rivers, birds and flowers. -Li Bai's "Spring Scenery" sleeps on bamboo poles, and the water pavilion is wild. Outside the curtain, the wind and smoke curled up, and the trees in front of the court sang. -Li Bai's "Summer Scene" Last night, the west wind suddenly turned and I was surprised to see the geese crossing the forest. Poetry is just static, rhyme is cold. -autumn scenery of Li Bai