sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. -Liu Yuxi's "Two Poems on Bamboo Branches, Part One"
It's late in the day, and the mountains are beautiful, and the flowers are fragrant in the spring breeze. -du fu's "two quatrains"
at sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. -Bai Juyi's Three Poems of Memorizing Jiangnan
From the beginning of the clouds, the pavilion is sinking, and the rain is coming. -Xu Hun's The East Building of Xianyang City
mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan's "at heron lodge"
The incense burner in Rizhao is full of purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of Sichuan in the distance. -Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall"
The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the solitary sails are coming. -Li Bai's Looking at Tianmen Mountain
...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets. -Wang Wan's "a mooring under north fort hill"
Every day, new peaches are always replaced with old ones. -Wang Anshi's January Day
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun. -Li shangyin's "jinse"
dark clouds are pressing the city to destroy, and the armor is spreading to the sun. -Li He's "Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing"
Winning the day to find the fragrance of Surabaya, the boundless scene is new for a while. -Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"
At dusk, Cangshan Mountain is far away, and it is cold and white. -Liu Changqing's "Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow"
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the day is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow. -Gao Shi's Two Poems of Biedong Da
Far away from sorrow, the day is slanting, and the whip refers to the end of the world. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
but I look toward home, and twilight grows dark? There was a mist hanging over the river, bringing deep melancholy to the people. -Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower"
The four sides are full of sounds, thousands of miles away, and the long smoke and sunset are isolated. -Fan Zhongyan's "Fisherman's Pride Qiu Si"
The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke of the old tree Western jackdaw, a little flying under the shadow. -Bai Pu's "Clear Sand Autumn"
I shall think of you in a floating cloud, so in the sunset think of me. -seeing friends off by Li Bai
southeast of Chu, I can see heaven and earth endlessly floating. -Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Five"
The color of jade is not as good as that of Western jackdaw, but it still brings a sunny shadow. -Wang Changling's "Long Letters and Complaints"
No one has ever crossed the long fence, but dragonflies and butterflies fly. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II"