Wang Mian
My Xiyan Lake Head Tree,
Flowers bloom and fade with ink marks.
Don't boast that the color is beautiful,
Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.
Takeishi
Zheng Xie
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax,
The roots were originally in the broken rocks.
Hard work and perseverance,
East, west, north and south winds.
Limestone hymn
Yu Qian
A thousand hammers cut deep mountains,
When the fire started, it was idle.
I'm not afraid of fractures,
Leave your innocence in the world.
cicada
Li shangyin
A pure heart, so hungry,
You have been singing in vain all night.
Oh, this last breath,
In the green and indifferent trees! .
Yes, I disappeared like a driftwood,
I made my garden full of weeds.
I appreciate your sincere advice,
A pure life like yours.
Wang Luobin aria
Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.
I couldn't stand the dark temple shadow, so I poisoned my bald head.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ?
Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand tapestries covered with green silk,
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.