When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Li Shangyin's Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night
The mountains on both sides of the strait start from the water, and the land of Jingzhou is flush with the land, but the water vapor of Chu is transpiration, and the towering clouds sway. -Li Bai's "Jingmen looking straight at Shu Water"
You can't get out of Bashan without sleeping. -Du Fu's "Nine Days to Send Doctor Yan"
There are few pedestrians in Hanshui and few guest houses in Bashan. -Cen Can's "Send Park Xiucai to Shu"
Things that are quiet on weekdays still come up, and I don't think Bashan is any different from my hometown. -Lu You's History of Lin Ting.
Bashan sees clear autumn today, and Hehan flows silently in the sky. -Guo Yin's eight poems about autumn.
It's just that Xiang Jun has forgotten. When I think of Hanshui, I dream of Bashan. -Bai Juyi's "Living in Charlotte and Sending to Shannan Hu Ling".
Wangtai Xie Bashan, Dan ladder is still climbing. -Du Fu's Wang Teng Pavilion
If you can't go to Bashan, you can still go back. -Dai Shulun's Badong Ridge