Singing songs during the day requires drinking and drinking, and reading poems and books is a matter of ecstasy. ——Du Fu (I heard that the army had taken over Henan and Hebei.
The horse was like flying when he returned from admiring the flowers. He was so drunk that he was weak. When he woke up, it was already dusk. When he woke up, it was already dusk. Su Shi (a saying) Qin Guan)
Good rain knows the season, and spring is coming. The wind sneaks into the night, moistening things silently.
The clouds on the wild paths are dark, and the boats on the river are only bright at dawn. In the red and wet place, the flowers are heavy in Jinguancheng. ——Du Fu (Spring night brings joy to the rain.
When autumn comes, the corner of the border town sounds mournful, and the beacon fire shines on the high platform.
The sad song strikes the building, relying on the high wine, this joy is leisurely!