Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
Wu Qin Xiqiao's "Linjiang Fairy Sleeps in Guazhou": "The black star on the moon flashes repeatedly, vaguely playing the first watch. Quiet and sentimental. Tofu pudding is cold and sticky, and you know the sound of rain swallowing insects. Gradually, the wind blew and several huts were destroyed. The lotus leaf of Tsru is sporadic. I don't know if it is about to ebb, and the dream of fishing is born quietly. "
Zheng Ming succeeded: "Try crossing the natural barrier, don't believe in the Central Plains, don't believe in Zhu."