Birds are never poor, even the mountains are autumn. Wang Hua zi bang
Sikongtu
Fallen leaves frequently frighten deer, and even the peak wants to reflect the carving. That is, the first nine songs are five.
Shangliu
Liancheng still hides the stone, and only Bian He knows it. Yin Xiucai asks for poetry.
bright red
Even the eaves are facing the double trees, and there is no dust in winter and summer. Shuangtuo pavilion
Lu guimeng
I heard that Yang is a woman, and Lian Juan has slender ears. The first of Huai Xian's three poems
Yvonne Lu
Even when riding out, Qiu Chan is noisy. Bieliuduangong
Huangfuran
Although I have seen the lotus peak, I still miss that long cloud. Through the clouds in the mountains