After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn.
Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind.
The mist in the evening is getting deeper and deeper, and the sunset gradually lowers a small building.
Who knows that this quiet bamboo road leads to the bustling Yangzhou song.
Fujian (Bai Juyi)
Clouds are open on the city, and the wind and waves on the sand head are calm.
Scattered and disorderly mountains come out, and the river is flat and clean.
It's far from the ship, and people wake up after drinking.
Autumn bamboo shoots curl up and cicadas sound like bells.
"On the Day of beginning of autumn, Qujiang remembers Yuanjiu" (Bai Juyi)
Get off the horse in Liu Yin and go to the embankment alone.
An old friend walks on Wan Li Road, and a new cicada rings three or two times.
Qujiang water is in the city and Jiangling city is on the river.
New Qiu Si in both places should feel the same way about this day.
The 11th East Pavilion of Li (Bai Juyi)
Acacia stands at dusk, and cicadas are full of autumn.
Dongting is so beautiful, I'm disappointed. The host is in Zhangzhou tonight.