White stone comes out of Jingxi, and red leaves are sparse in cold days. There is no rain on the mountain road and the air is green and wet.
Chai Lu
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice, and the sun shone on me from the green moss.
Niaomingjian
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty.
An autumn night in the mountains
It's getting late in the empty mountain after the rain. Autumn. The moonlight in the pine forest, the crystal stone in the stream, the whispering in the bamboo forest, the washerwoman coming home, the lotus leaf in front of the fishing boat giving in, my friend's prince, spring has passed and you are still here. What does it matter? .