Wang Song Anshi is boating in Guazhou.
A thin horse loves autumn grass, and no one can stand the homesickness.
Don Liu Changqing's Spring Return after Peace.
In this serenade, I heard the sound of willows.
On Tang's "Watching the Elephant Wall Cry at Night"
Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, when will the bright moon shine on me?
On Wei's Mountain Holiday Brothers Silu
The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. I miss my relatives twice during the festival, and I want to look forward to my hometown overnight.