In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere.
But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?
(Tang) Wang Wei
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss.
Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny.