The first song:
Qiu Lai welcomes many guests from the Great Wall, and a wild poem is full of praise. Clear water and blue sky flow in the picture scroll, and white clouds and green grass dye the mountains and rivers.
Thousands of lilacs smile in the wind, and ten thousand acres of Huang Kui face the sun. It is extremely difficult to see, and the fields are wide and melodious and spread to the heart.
The second song:
The grass leaves are golden and clear, and swans fly like snow. The smoke waves are vast and scaly, and the desert is vast and oblique.
Watch the crane dance with eyes falling in the clouds, and pull the sheep beyond the Great Wall. Strong tea and fine wine are fragrant far away, and the long tune is like a dream.
The third song:
How many blue skies are floating clouds and the grass is vast and fresh. The red horse raised its hoof on the green carpet, and the goshawk spread its wings in the sky.
Felt wrapped in a silver helmet, looking at the water, jade belt stretched out. Shepherdess drinks fragrant foil wine, and Hu er rides a horse and pulls a bowstring.
The fourth song:
All vicissitudes of life are predestined friends, and the horse lets go of the reins. Swallows floc thousands of degrees of white clouds and leaves ten thousand layers of smoke.
Hua Hudie danced in the green, and both geese and geese came into view. After all the hardships, I have no regrets.
1, the yellow carpet quietly turns green, and Guyuan has no words to sound autumn. Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight. -"Prairie Poetry"
2. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "Fengle Pavilion Youchun"
3. Mangroves and green hills are inclined, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. -Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass
5. At the end of the year, there was little first frost, and spring was known to the world. I feel that the business is full and the east wind blows water and the green is uneven. -Zhang Shi "Occasionally beginning of spring"
6. I am alone in the grass, and there are deep trees on the grass. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou
7. The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting. The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night. -"Prairie Poetry"