Zheng Xie's Inscription on Bamboo and Stone
He sticks to the green mountains and does not let go, and his roots are still in the broken rocks;
It has been tough despite being beaten by the east, west, north and south.
Meng Haoran's Song of Returning to Lumen at Night
The bells in the mountain temple are ringing. It's already dark, and the weirloom ferry is noisy.
The people followed the beach to Jiangcun, and I also took a boat back to Lumen.
The moonlight in Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place.
The pine path in Yanfei is long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going.
Kong Zhigui’s visit to Taiping Mountain
The rocks are dangerous, the weather is beautiful, and the trees are close to each other.
The spring glory falls in the overcast stream, but the summer snow remains on the cold rock.
Hanshan, the stars are arrayed
The stars are arrayed, the night is bright and deep, and the solitary lamp on the rocky point is not yet dark.
The brilliance of perfection does not polish the mirror, it is my heart that hangs in the blue sky.
Dang Huaiying's Sapphire Case
Red sand and green konjac spring breeze cake, come to Yunling while taking advantage of the plum blossoms, the purple osmanthus rock is empty and the Qiong Dou is cold.
The beautiful woman hates her, easily separated, with misty twin shadows.
A cup of moon dew awakens the soul, and also sends clear songs to cheer up.
Drink and say goodbye forever.
Wash away the heat with you, don’t be in the cold weather.
Zhao Gu, at the foot of Qianqiu Ridge
I know there are thousands of peach trees in front of the rock, but I don’t feel tired when they fall.
Every year it blooms and no one sees it, and the spring water of the thirty-six streams is high.
Zhao Gu Jade Rock
There are thousands of drunken scenes in the hibiscus curtain, but the first half of the day at Jade Rock is free.
Melancholy that the people from the Jin Dynasty were not there, Xie Gong threw his strength up Dongshan.
Zhao Gu, the owner of Su Changshui
The Baiyun River is surrounded by rocks in the north and east, with trees and rocks flowing through it at night.
Pedestrians spend a night under the green moonlight, and the sound of twenty-five strings fills the wind.