The Book of Songs? Plucking Wei (excerpt)
I am gone in the past, and the willows are still there. Now I come to think about it, it’s raining and snowing.
Good rain on a spring night by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Moon in the Xijiang River? Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night by Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty
The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.
Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.
The sky is pure and sandy? Qiu Yuan Bai Pu
The setting sun in the isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws in the old trees, and the shadow of a flying red bird. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
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Yuan Day, Song Dynasty. Wang Anshi
One year old is eliminated in the sound of firecrackers, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tu Su. Thousands of households have their eyes open every day, always replacing old talismans with new peaches.
On the night of August 15th in Tianzhu Temple, Guizi is on the night of Tang Dynasty.
A jade stone falls under the moon, and a new dew is found in front of the temple. So far, there is no such thing as happening in heaven. It should be thrown to people by Chang'e.
Poetry in Seven Steps Three Kingdoms. Wei-Cao Zhi
Boil the beans to make soup, and strain the bean sprouts to make juice. The beetles are burning under the cauldron, and the beans are weeping in the cauldron. Since they are born from the same root, why be too hasty when they are in conflict with each other?
Birdsong Stream Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower, Tang and Five Dynasties. Wang Changling
Entering Wu at night in the cold and rainy night, I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the bright light. Relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other like a heart filled with ice in a jade pot.
Walking alone by the river looking for flowers by Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
Huang Si’s maiden’s house is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.
The Song of Lime Ming Dynasty Yu Qian
Thousands of hammers carved out the mountains, and the fire burned them as if they were idle. Don't be afraid of your bones being shattered into pieces, you want to leave your innocence in this world.
Bamboo and Stone, Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie
Stand firmly on the green mountains and never let go, The roots are still in the broken rocks. It has endured countless blows but still remains strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.
When I heard that the army had taken over Henan and Hebei, Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
Suddenly it was announced outside the sword that they had taken over Jibei. When I first heard about it, my clothes were filled with tears. But see where my wife is worried. She is full of poems and books and is wild with joy. She sings in the daytime and drinks too much. Youth is her companion so she can return home. That is to say, it passes through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge and then goes down to Xiangyang towards Luoyang.
Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai, Qing Dynasty, Gong Zizhen
The vitality of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and it is sad that all the horses are silent. I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.
Huanxi Sha Su Shi, Song Dynasty
At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, and the sand path between the pines is pure and clear of mud. Xiaoxiao Yuzigui cries at dusk. Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.
Bu Suanzi. Sending Bao Haoran to Eastern Zhejiang, Song Dynasty. Wang Guan
The water is like the waves across the eye, and the mountains are like the gathering of eyebrows and peaks. I would like to ask pedestrians where to go? The brows and eyes are full of beauty. Only then did I send spring back, and then sent you back. If you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch spring, you will live with it.