Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk threads hang down.
I don't know who to cut,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu
Mangroves and green hills are dying,
The grass in the long suburbs is green and endless.
Tourists, whether they are old people in spring or not,
Step on the flowers in front of the pavilion.
Wang Anshi anchored in Guazhou.
A water room in Guazhou, Jingkou,
Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains.
There is green Jiang Nanan in the spring breeze,
When will the bright moon shine on me?
Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good,
The scenery used to be familiar.
At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
In spring, the river is as green as blue.
Can you forget Jiangnan?
Jiangnanchun
Thousands of warblers sing green and reflect red,
Flag wind of Shuicunshan fruit wine.
480 temples in the Southern Dynasties,
How many towers of smoke and rain