Hometown poems

1. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.

2. Guest in Castle Peak, me and my boat, along the green water.

The chrysanthemums under the fence in my hometown are blooming today.

4. People are getting unfamiliar with the local accent, but they hate the sound of singing birds.

I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.

6. Humayi north wind, crossing the south branch of the Bird's Nest.