"Remembering the Changgu Mountain Residence in the Beginning of the Remarks" by Li He
The horse's hoof marks were swept away, and the government office closed its doors.
The rice is ripe with spears and rice, and the jujube trees are blooming in spring.
Hang Ruyi to the wall and read the kerchief as a curtain.
The dog book once went to Luo, and the crane regretted traveling to Qin due to illness.
The earthen steamer seals the tea leaves, and the mountain cup seals the bamboo roots.
I don’t know who is watching the moon on the boat or filling the stream with clouds.
"Song of General Lu" Li He
General Lu, riding a red rabbit.
Going out of Qinmen boldly alone, the mausoleum trees cry beside the piles of golden millet.
The adverse air in the north pollutes the blue sky, and the sword dragon calls the general idle at night.
The general rolls up his sleeves and wields his sword. There are gates and pavilions in the jade palace and Zhucheng.
The silver turtle shakes the white horse, and the pink lady Fu is under the flag of fire.
The Hengshan cavalry invites the golden spear, and the fragrance of flowers and arrows in the basket can be heard in the distance.
The cold leaves in the western suburbs are like thorns, and the emperor's newly planted trees nourish the gods.
The people in the stables are rowing on the high beams and walking on their hooves, eating green cud and drinking plain water.
Yuancang is in a depressed state, and everything in Kyushu is like this.
Chishan Xiu’s collar is in charge of Shi Ying’s, and the green-eyed general knows God’s will.