Poetry of Immortal Style:
"Inscribed on Qingcao Lake, Longyang County" by Yuan Dynasty Tang Wenru
The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and the Xiangjun's hair turns white overnight many.
After being drunk, I don’t know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.
The fairy spirit is fluttering
"Farewell to Yingting" by Jin Yuanhaowen
Old friends are separated and brought together again, and they return home after being exiled. The universe spreads out and you have a clear view, and all the scenery seems to be borrowing from each other. The north wind has snowed for three days, and Taisu Bingyuanhua. The nine mountains are majestic and majestic, but they are not covered by mausoleums. The cold waves rise lightly, and the white birds descend leisurely. People feel anxious when they return home, and things are free in nature. The wine cup is screaming, and the dust is full of sorrow. Looking back at the people in the pavilion, the forest is plain and picturesque.
The Immortal Wind Taoist Bones
"Visiting the Taoist Priests in Dai Tianshan, Not Encountered" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Amidst the sound of barking dogs and water, the peach blossoms are thick with dew. Deer are seen when the trees are deep, and no bells are heard in the stream at noon.
The wild bamboos are divided into green mist, and the flying springs are hanging on the green peaks. No one knows where to go, and I lean on two or three pine trees in sorrow.