Zhang Yiquan's "Shang Qinxi layman":
The dew is fragrant at dawn by the grass pond, and there are no tears in the sight of the loved one. (It is also said that "Xie's pond is fragrant with dew at dawn")
The picture of the north wind makes it hard for the soul to return, and the song of white snow is full of lingering dreams.
The sound of breaking the bag in the piano is faint, and the sword cuts across the box shadow.
Ask me passionately about the place of cultivation, the green mountains are stacked with empty mountains and the sun shines cool in the evening.
Because Xie Lingyun wrote a very good poem, "Spring grass grows in the pond, and garden willows turn into songbirds", so there is a saying of "Xie's Pond".