Era: Tang Author: Qi Ji
"Sand Owl"
I sleep peacefully beside the fishing boat, pitifully lonely and clean like Huating.
When I come to Wanpu in the evening, the blue sky is clear, and the clear blue is passing by Tingzhou.
The emeralds are cultivating their wings in silence, and the mandarin ducks are doing things leisurely.
He Ru flew into the Han Palace and left a record of its rise and fall.
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Cui Daorong
"River Owl"
A white bird perches on the waves, and flies up when it sees someone lazy.
To have the heart to seek fish is not to love the river.
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Lu Guimeng
"White Owl Poetry"
I am accustomed to the shallow sand and light mist and drizzle at the head of the stream.
From time to time, the shadow of the mountain is lost, and the waves often compete with each other.
In the evening, the coolness of the trees returns to the owl, and the old nests are scattered to send the coriander.
It is difficult to fall in love with the beauty of a pond, but the needle is in the fish's lip and the sword is in the shrimp.
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Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Fu
"Oll"
The gulls play in the cold Jiangpu, and if there is no other, I will forgive myself. But I want to turn over jade feathers and light spring seedlings at will.
You still have to take a bath when the snow is dark, but the wind is free to drift. There are several groups on the sea, and the clear shadows are shining brightly.