The autumn moon shines on the ground, and the winter ridge is cold and loose.
-Wei and Jin dynasties? Tao Yuanming's Four Seasons
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
-Don? One of Wang Wan's berths at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.
The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
Han women work hard to weave taxes, while Ba people rarely compete for fields.
Preside wisely like Wen Weng, and dare not rely on sages.
-Don? Letter from Wang Wei to Li, the envoy of Zizhou.