1. Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"
The rivers and mountains in Chiri are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
Swallows fly when the mud melts, and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.
The blue birds in the river are more than white, and the blue flowers in the mountains are about to burn.
This spring has come and gone, and when will it be the return year?
2. Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Zhuli Pavilion"
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.
3. Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Leisure Residence Presented to Pei Xiucai Di"
The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water gurgls.
Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind.
The sun is still setting over the ferry, and there is a solitary smoke in the ruins.
After returning home, I was drunk and singing wildly in front of the five willow trees.
4. Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields? Part 1"
There is no suitable vulgar charm, and the nature loves hills and mountains.
I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years.
The tame birds miss the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss their old abyss.
Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden.
The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.
The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall.
The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins.
Dogs bark in the deep alleys, and roosters crow at the top of the mulberry trees.
The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.
After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.
5. Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei's "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn"
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.