Looking for a paradise to avoid Qin, peach blossom is another spring.
Don't send flowers to fly with the running water, for fear that a fisherman will visit.
A note for the absent ecluse Ye Wei
Seeking truth and getting lost in Penglai Island, the fragrant wind does not move the old Songhua;
Cai Yong didn't return, and the white clouds didn't sweep everywhere.
And Hu Ling's Royal Award for Service Cao Hui Dumu.
Ordinary poems are as smart as spring, and I like the quiet pavilions and new grass.
This smells better than a gentleman, but who is it today?