Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Yang Wanli
Original text:
Early in the morning, young children put the ice frozen all night on a plate and put it in their hands.
Tap the ice gently, the sound of wood passing through the forest. When the viewer is absorbed in the sound of wood, he suddenly hears another sound-the sound of ice falling to the ground, such as the sound of broken glass.
Su Xinshi xugong shop
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Yang Wanli
Original text:
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
Qingpingle villager ju
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Xin Qiji
Original text:
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.