Stay on the mountain
Don Zhang Xu
The state of mountain light makes spring glow, not for lightness.
Even if there was no rain in Mystery, the clothes were dyed deep in the clouds.
Under the illusion of spring, the mountain scenery is full of weather. Why are you in such a hurry to go home as soon as you see the clouds? Even if the weather is fine and there is no trace of rain, you will get wet in the depths of Yunshan.
Move home to the pavilion by the lake.
Tang rongyu
It's a pavilion on the Spring Breeze Lake, and wicker vines are divorced.
The oriole has known each other for a long time, and she wanted to stop crying four or five times.
It's best that the spring breeze gently blows the lake pavilion with pleasant scenery, and the wicker swaying vines beside the pavilion provoke divorce. Branch oriole lived here for a long time. We almost all know each other, and we are about to part. It called me four or five times.
Listen to the flute on the fort.
Tanggaoshi
Hu ren plays the flute to guard the building, and the upstairs is depressed and idle.
How many songs does Luo play? From the wind to the mountain overnight.
The conference semifinals played the Qiang flute between the garrisons. Above the garrisons, it was gloomy and the moonlight was leisurely. How many pieces of plum blossom music are there? Changfeng Wan Li blows all over Shan Ye overnight.
Spring outing sends happiness.
tang lihua
At the gate of Yiyang, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the water flows from east to west.
Fragrant trees have no flowers, and birds are singing all the way to the spring mountain.
At the gate of Yiyang, the spring grass is lush, and the water flows east and then turns west. No one appreciates the beauty of trees, and bloom flowers fall. The mountain road is long, the spring is infinite, and only birds can be heard in the silence.
Danyang sent Wei to join the army.
Don Wei Yan
On the outer edge of Danjiangkou, I won't go out to sea today, but I know the sadness of the two places.
I'm still standing on the south side of the Yangtze River, looking at Jiangbei. The crows have returned to their nests to see the flowing water.
I sent you aboard outside Danyang, which made us feel the late autumn in two different places. It's getting late, and I'm still standing at the head of the river overlooking Jiangbei. Western Western jackdaw has returned home, and the river is still silent.
Name the mountains and rivers in Zhichuan.
Don Dai Shulun
In May, the Matsushita Cottage was cool and pleasant, and the white sand enveloped Tingzhou and the lush forests in the distance in the twilight, showing a vast gray.
On the road, endless homesickness rises, and green mountains and green waters seem to be their hometown.
In Panasonic in May, the thatched pavilion is cool and pleasant, and Tingzhou, which is covered with white sand and lush forests in the distance, melts into the twilight, showing a vast desolation.
Pedestrians on the road evoke infinite homesickness, and the green mountains and green waters here seem to be their hometown.
Xixing
Don Du Xunhe
Shan Yu Creek winds its fishing line, and the bottom of Wao's awning leans alone.
Drunk to sleep, no one called, I do not know how to flow to Qianxi.
On a secluded mountain stream, there is a boat with an angler on it. Confused by the wind and rain, he rolled up his fishing line, walked into the bottom of the tent, took out the jar of wine and poured it himself against the wind and rain. Drink to sleep as drunk as a fiddler; The wind pushed the boat over, and when I woke up, I realized that the boat had drifted from Houxi to Qianxi.