1. Poems about wind and water
Poems about wind and water 1. Poems about wind and water
"Magpie Bridge Immortal·Xingqiao Fire" "Tree"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Xian
The Star Bridge Fire Tree, one night in Chang'an, bloomed with thousands of red lotuses. Qiluo can borrow the spring in the middle of the month, the wind and dew are fine, and the sky is as clear as water. The city is closed, the brothel is enjoying music, and people are in the shadow of silver. It's almost time to draw the screen and the lights are turned off. I'm heading back in a hurry, and the two mandarin ducks are about to rise.
"Nan Xiangzi: The Sun Sets After the Rain"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ouyang Xiu
The sun sets after the rain. The gentle breeze brings the gentle fragrance. The wind calms the waves and the flowers reflect the water, hiding in peace. Reveals a lightweight half-face makeup look. The road is across the Qiu River. The lotus seeds are deeply hidden in the green room. The meaning is that the lotus heart has no questions and is unforgettable. Tears and red cheeks don't remember it.
"Yong Yule stayed at the Yanzi Tower at night, dreaming about Panpan, so I wrote this poem"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
The bright moon is like frost, so good The wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out dew, and no one can see the loneliness. The sound is like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are startled. The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been walking around the small garden. A tired guest at the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past his hometown. The swallow building is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow is locked in the empty building. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments. At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou.
"Cherishing the Remaining Spring/Traveling on the Shasha"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: He Zhu
The heavy rain closes the spring, and the slanting wind brings back the water. The fish is floating red and green. Wanderers cherish the remaining spring every year, and when spring comes back, it will attract wanderers.
Leave the corner of the city full of regrets, the end of the story of love. The long railing leans towards the west. When both the mandarin and ducks are old, they are three thousand miles south of the Yangtze River and north of the Yangtze River.
"Reduced Words Magnolia: Every Year Is Just an Inch"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ouyang Xiu
Every year is just an inch. Ten days of joy and a thousand days of hatred. This is not the case. A person's head can be brought to peace in vain. Comparable. The water takes advantage of the duckweed and the wind takes advantage of the water. Try looking at Yao Jing. Fragrant grass follows people to the ancient city.
"Huanxi Sand"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Mao Pang
Bihu bead window small bridal chamber. The freshly pressed jade fermented grains are tender and goose yellow. Half green orange has a pitiful fragrance. The wind and dew fill the curtains and are as clear as water, and the music of sheng and xiao makes the countryside drunk. Hibiscus embroiders the cold night.
"Looking at the Husband's Stone"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai
It is like an ancient appearance, full of sorrow and dawn. The dew is like today's tears, and the moss is like the clothes of the past.
You hate the same Hunan girl, and Wuyan is like the Chu concubine. In the quiet and fragrant mist, it is as if you are waiting for your husband to return.
"Reharmony"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Su Shi
How lucky is he to be in the same dynasty when he is declining, he is as gentle as a king and an Er Diao.
Who regrets that the different materials are only a few inches away from the sky?
The light and wind are floating on the water for the first time, and the red grains are separated and want to be decorated with strips.
The day after tomorrow, a bottle of wine will be sold somewhere, and it will be held in the crown as Xian Shao.
2. Poems about wind and water
The wild man rolls around. One day, the autumn scenery is cold and clear, and there are countless peaks far and near.
I went up the mountain to see the wild water, and suddenly I saw green mountains under the water. How about the road from Wang Shizhen to Wutou Chu on the river? The misty autumn has deep dark white waves.
Taking advantage of the cold wave to cross the river in the evening, there were many sounds of geese with yellow leaves in the forest. Looking at the waterfall in Mount Lu. The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and you can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance.
The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky. "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran slept in spring without learning the dawn, and heard the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. "Birdsong Stream" Wang Wei's people are idle and the osmanthus flowers are falling. The night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. "Zhuli Pavilion" Wang Wei sat 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. "Staying at Jiande River" Meng Haoran moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival.
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 Jingxi comes out of white rocks, the weather is cold and the red leaves are sparse.
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet. "Mountain Residence in Autumn" Wang Weikong After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn weather comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. 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" Meng Haoran's old friend invited me to Tian's house with chicken and millet.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. "Drinking" Tao Yuanming built a house in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
I ask you how you can do it, but your mind is far away and you are biased. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the 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 The Three Gorges of Wu Gorge are 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. 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 has only fragrance. Apes roar in the mountain sky at night, and the guests' clothes are stained with tears.
Li Bai sent Meng Haoran, an old friend of Guangling, to bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west. Fireworks descended on 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 The west stream of Chuzhou has a lonely grass growing beside it, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
3. Poems about wind and water
Ambition
Wengjuan
One day in the autumn scenery, there are countless peaks in the clear bay, far and near.
I went up the mountain to see the wild water, and suddenly I saw green mountains under the water.
Jiangshang
Wang Shizhen
How about the end of Wutouchu? The misty rainy autumn is deep and dark with white waves.
Taking advantage of the cold wave to cross the river in the evening, there were many sounds of geese with yellow leaves in the forest.
Wanglu Mountain Waterfall
Li Bai
Purple smoke rises from the incense burner in the sunshine,
Looking at the waterfall in front of the river in the distance.
The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet,
It was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.
Spring Dawn》Meng Haoran
Spring sleeps without learning, and you can hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.
"Birdsong Stream" by Wang Wei
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring sky is empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream.
"Zhuli Pavilion" Wang Wei
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.
"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.
"Mountain Dwelling 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 flows upstream from the rocks.
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.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.
Open a dining room and chat over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums.
"Drinking" Tao Yuanming
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
I ask you how you can do it, but your mind is far away and you are biased.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
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 Sends Meng Haoran to Guangling
The old friend bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descend 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
The lonely 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.
4. Poems about mountains, water, and wind
Poems about mountains
1. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Snow on the River")
2. As the sun sets over the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower")
3. Standing at the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains at a glance. (Du Fu: "Looking at the Mountains")
4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. (Wang Wei: "Lu Chai")
6. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shan Yue")
7. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")
8. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain, where the grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")
9. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man? Book on the Ostomy Wall of Jiangxi"))
10. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.
(Su Shi: "Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest")
Poems about water:
Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow again, raise a cup to relieve sorrow (Li Bai)
If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
The water of the Yellow River flows down three thousand feet, which is suspected to be the Milky Way falling from the sky (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
There is no smoke in the autumn water of Nanhu Lake at night, and one can ride the current straight up to the sky (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
The lake is clear and the frost mirrors dawn, and the waves are white and the snow-capped mountains come (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
The clear water of Chu If the sky is empty, the blue sea will open in the distance (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
When spring comes, there is peach blossom water everywhere, and I don’t know where to find the source of immortality (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
The center of the water is like a mirror, thousands of miles away There is no fiber (Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty)
The water flows as intended, and the birds return at dusk (Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty)
Between the sky and the earth, there is a lot of water (Su Shi, Song Dynasty) < /p>
Looking north to the endless clouds, the great river flows eastward (Wang Yuanliang, Song Dynasty)
The river carries Emei snow, and the river flows across the Three Gorges (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)
First startled by the Milky Way falling, half-sprinkled in the sky (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty)
Waves thousands of miles high with piles of colored glaze (Du Fu, Tang Dynasty)
The water is so green that it is impossible to sleep, and fish are as if they are empty. Relying on (Song Dynasty·Lou Yao)
Green mountains never grow old and green water lasts forever (Ming Dynasty·Luo Guanzhong)
Water is the origin of all things (Spring and Autumn Period Qi Guo·Guan Zhong)
If the source is clear, the flow will be clear; if the source is turbid, the flow will be turbid (Xunzi, Zhao State in the Warring States Period)
If the source is clear, the flow will be clean, and the source will be prosperous (Ban Gu, Han Dynasty)
A clear spring will flow away from the love of the rivers and lakes , if it flows out of the red wall, it will not be returned (Qing Dynasty, Zha Shenxing)
Poems about the wind
Why does the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass - "Liangzhou Ci" by Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty "
The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu - Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri" of the Song Dynasty
If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain? ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Thoughts"
The wildfire never burns out, but the spring breeze blows and revives - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to the ancient grass"
The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river, When will the bright moon shine back on me? - Song Dynasty Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou"
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors - Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"
Zhan The apricot blossom rain makes my clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on my face, which is not cold. ——Seng Zhi'an of the Southern Tang Dynasty, "Quequatrains"
5. What are the poems about wind and rain
Green bamboo hats, green coir raincoats, the slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return.--- "Fisher's Song" by Zhang Zhihe
The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it. ——-Monk Zhinan's "Quatrains"
The morning rain in Weicheng is also light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willows are new. ――――Wang Wei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi"
In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasties, there were many towers in the mist and rain. ――――Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains"
Lying down at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glaciers fall into my dream. ―――――Lu You's "Wind and Rain on November 4th"
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. ――――Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three drops of rain are falling in front of the mountain――― How many. ――――Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. -----Du Mu's "Qingming"
The clear water is beautiful when the water is bright, and the mountains are empty and rainy, which is also strange. ――――Su Shi's "Drinking from the First Sunny and Later the Rain on the Lake"
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs and the rain is beating the peaches――――Wen Tianxiang "Crossing the Lingding Ocean"
Kongshan Xin After the rain, the weather comes late in autumn————(Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet————(Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")
It’s a cold rainy night in Wu, and I see off my guest from Chushan in the bright light—— (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")
. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall. How much do you know? (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Happy Rain")
4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")
5. Green bamboo hats, Green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: "The Fisherman's Song")
6. In the late night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. (Lu You: "Wind and Rain on November 4th")
7. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
8. I came to Wu in the cold and rainy night, and I saw off my guest in Chu Shangu in the clear day. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")
9. The morning rain in Weicheng is filled with light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi")
10. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.
6. Are there any poems about water and wind? Ancient poems are better
Poems about water
Spring trip to the lake Xufu
Flying together When will the swallows return? The peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in water. The spring breeze breaks the bridge and no one can save it, and the small boat stretches out the willow shade.
Huichong Spring River Evening Scene by Su Shi
Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
The mountain pavilion is high and parallel in summer
The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the tower is reflected in the pond.
The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses on the shelves fill the courtyard with incense.
Poems about wind
Quatrains Zhinan
A short awning is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east bridge. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
Titled by Cui Hu in Nanzhuang, Capital City
Last year on this day, in this gate, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
"The Great Pavilion in Summer" by Meng Haoran
The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pond gradually rises in the east. Enjoy the cool evening breeze, open the pavilion and lie down in an open space.
The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound. I want to play the harp, but I hate the ignorance of the music.
Feeling nostalgic for my old friend, I am tired of my dreams.
Ode to Willows by He Zhizhang
The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk threads hanging down.
I don’t know who can cut it carefully. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
7. What are the poems about wind and rain?
The rain is blowing and the wind is blowing. It is the evening of March, the door is blocked at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing. Ouyang Xiu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
It is intended to make the madman drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty. "Butterflies in Love with Flowers" by Liu Yong
The missing arrow moved, and I felt a little cold, gradually whimpering, and made several faint sounds when I drew my horn. By the opposite window, the light is turned off to face the dawn, and I can't sleep without the shadow. Liu Yong's "Qi Shi"
If you want to exchange intoxication for sadness, don't break your heart by singing clear songs. "Ruan Lang Returns" by Yan Jidao
On a spring outing, apricot blossoms blow all over your head. Whose family on the street is young and charming? I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed.
In the past, willows were planted in the south of Han Dynasty; now they look shaky and desolate in the rivers and lakes; the trees are like this, how can people be embarrassed? Fight for this life, spend time with flowers and wine, and shed tears for her. (Zhou Bangyan's "Jie Lianlian")
Get rid of the wandering mind, and don't worry about the unpleasantness. (Zhou Bangyan's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers")
The two places are separated from each other, a statue of wine is desolate, and the danger is everywhere. Cai Shen's "Su Wu Man"
It's a stormy night in the west building, and I shed tears even if I don't listen to the clear song. "Partridge Sky" by Zhou Zizhi
It's a pity that the east wind will blow away the hatred and idle flowers. "Three Shumei" by Shi Dazu
The young man was conceited and his pen was full of arrogance, but now his youthful beauty has faded away and he is filled with desolation. Liu Kezhuang's "Congratulations to the Bridegroom"
It's easy to pick a beautiful woman's character, but it's rare for a beautiful woman to do something with her heart. Man, there is China in the northwest, don’t shed tears beside the West Bridge. Liu Kezhuang's "Magnolia"
It's a time of drinking and buying flowers, but it's not like the old mood. "Jiangchengzi" by Lu Zugao
The heart was cut off before I could say a word, but I still have a high perspective. It's even more embarrassing that the grass is falling all over the sky, and the plum blossoms are flying late. Lu Zugao's "A Banquet in the Qing Capital"
I'm afraid that if you lean on the langan, your Excellency will hear the sound of the stream in the mountains outside the pavilion. Only the mountains and rivers of the old days remain the same, and the evening rain and clouds will never return. Pan Fang's "Nanxiangzi"
Who can point out the old friend upstairs, the grass and the setting sun? Wu Wenying's "Flowers at Night"
The flowers separate the door and I am sleepwalking deep in the past. The sunset is speechless and the swallows return to melancholy. The fragrant jade fiber moves the small curtain hook. The catkins fall silently and shed tears in spring. There are shadows on the moving clouds and the moon is shy. The east wind blows at night and is colder than autumn. "Huanxi Sand" by Wu Wenying
Today is half-spring in Jiangcheng, and I am still here, deep in the chaotic mountains, beside the lonely creek bridge. "The Sapphire Case" by Huang Gongshao
The most important thing is love. When all the plum blossoms are broken, it is difficult to express lovesickness. Zhou Mi's "High Balcony"
A night of lovesickness in front of the window and a dream, but I am alone and separated by water. But sadly, the trees are full of fragrance and the ground is sloping. … Nowadays, there are fragrant grasses growing everywhere, no matter how high you are, you can’t even see the horizon. What's more, there are several east winds and flying flowers. Wang Yisun's "High Balcony"
At that time, I was a flower-viewer, but now I don't even have half of them. Yan Shu's "Magnolia"
The sunset in Hankou is like a dodo, and the autumn water in Dongting stretches far into the sky. ——Liu Changqing
Ice muscles and jade bones, naturally cool and sweat-free. The water palace is full of fragrance when the wind blows. The embroidered curtain is open, and a bright moon peeks at people, but they are not sleeping yet. The hairpin on the pillow is messy. Su Shi's "Song of the Cave Immortal"
The night wind is calm and the lines are flat, the young boat has passed away, and the rivers and seas have left me with the rest of my life. Su Shi's "Linjiang Immortal"
Wutuan Tian and Pingting, a curtain of dreams under the moonlight, the tenderness of the spring breeze. Qin Guan's "Eight-Six Sons"
At this moment, when the soul disappears, the sachet is secretly dissolved, and the belt is lightly divided. Man wins the brothel, but survives in name. When will we see you again? There are crying marks on the sleeves. From the injured place, Gaocheng can be seen, and the lights are already dusk. Qin Guan's "The Fragrance of the Courtyard"
The flying flowers are as light as dreams, the boundless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and the precious curtains hang with small silver hooks. Qin Guan's "Huanxi Sand"
Last year's purple road and green gate, tonight's rain brings souls to the clouds.
It only takes a few evenings to ruin a lifetime of languor? Zhao Lingshi's "Qing Ping Le"
As the sun sets above the building, amid the sound of broken bells, a wanderer from the south of the Yangtze River looked at Wu Gou and took pictures of it, but no one noticed or came to see it. "Water Dragon Song" by Xin Qiji
The cherry blossoms wither and leave people in tears, the plum rain falls and all the sorrow of lonely travelers is gone, and the spring water of a city flows eastward. "Huanxi Sand" The river flows through the ages and the cranes are still there, the sound of waves is still full of flowers, and the dream is traceless in the water.
"Huanxi Sand"