Author: Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
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.
Spring mountain tourist map
Everyone said,
The shepherd boy is young.
That's me,
It's better to be alone.
Dream season,
There are many close friends.
Look:
Birds sing,
Fish can swim,
The horse ran away.
Spring is still here,
Beauty is ancient.
Unfortunately,
Old love is over.
Looking forward to the night,
Do you know that?/You know what?
There are:
Cloud,
Breeze,
The grass is green.