The staff travels thousands of cliffs, and the waves travel thousands of miles. Joan, the sky is unpredictable and the silver ground is wet. A stone flows out, and the solitary tip protrudes. I will be bigger, and I can't see the wind and smoke.
Egret Cao Yan
The waves are quiet and lonely, and the snow freezes and the belly is empty. Watching the beach all day, you can sell a lot of fish in the sea.
Fuquan in Shi Heng Tan
Round and flat as an ice mirror stone, a clear spring flows here. I believe that Long Qianchen should be close at hand. After all, the sea will nourish life.
Interpretation of Yan Tao in Nineteen Ancient Poems
The sea is shallow and the villain is deep. The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and people die without knowing their hearts.
Sunrise? Qiu Wanqing
At sunrise, Chai Men is still full of flowers, and full of green is lingering. Sophora japonica does not sweep the floor, but purple moss prints on the wall.
Sunrise Li Gou
Birds fly at the phoenix, but people are lazy to look up. Years of hatred is slow, and Yang Lu is not available. If the year is over, Gao Tang will grow old again. Justice and knowledge, but my heart is long.
Xin Li, southeast corner of sunrise.
Sunrise is in the southeast corner, see West Road. Go out and walk on the ice, thorns will cripple you. Luoyang is bustling and strange, and horses and chariots are looking for pilgrims. If you want to swim in it, pine trees are pale and colorless. Neighborhood peace of mind, vote for you at noon.
Sunset Zhang Lei
The sunset is dark and the wind is sad for autumn. Oshima gulls avoid visitors far away, and wild butterflies play with the boat. I am poor in resources and tired from traveling. If there is no respect for wine, there is nothing to worry about.
Bao Zhao: Poems from Wangjiang Sunset to Sung Hoon
Travelers lack fun. Dusk deepened my thinking. As the sun sets, the mountains and clouds return. Looking at Jiangyin from the neck. Turbulence and the Grand Canyon. Long fog turns to high forest. The infinity in the forest. Could not find the edge of the cloud. I only see lonely birds. Sound travels a thousand miles. Push their feelings. You know the wandering heart. You live in the imperial city. Spend money on a high meeting. Do you want to admire the guests? I am deeply in love with the scenery here.
Travel Notes of Japan Cao Xun
Sunrise in the east cape, shine on my grass house east. There is Rongmu in the east of the house, and Rongsheng. Spring grass is bright blue, and spring water gives birth to hibiscus. Beautiful mountains and rivers, fragrant spring breeze. Six dragons are full of energy, and everything is salty. Xi he Xi he, there is no post in the mine, and there is no job for him. Let my eyes always be bright and my ears always be bright.