Empty talk poetry

An autumn night in the mountains

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Chai Lu

No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.

The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.

Rain was stored in the forest, and smoke slowly appeared.

Steamed quinoa, boiled millet, paid Dongkou.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp.

Mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly.

Eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine tree.

Give the honorary position to any clown.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I have an idea? .