Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
where, before me, are the ages that have gone?, and where, behind me, are the coming generations?.
the desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
the sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night.
Spring: Spring Dawn Meng Haoran
Summer: Drinking the Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake
Autumn: an autumn evening in the mountains. Wang Wei
Winter: a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home. Cen Can
Landscape: The mountains and rivers are heavy, and there is no road to doubt, and the willow flowers are bright and there is another village.
Friendship: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's.
Frontier: Why should Qiangdi blame the willow? The spring breeze doesn't pass Yumenguan.
Patriotism: I don't feel sorry for myself in a lonely village, but I still think about defending my country.