Li Hua
Grass grows at the foot of Yiyang city,
The stream flows from east to west.
The fragrant tree fell without flowers,
Birds sing spring mountain all the way.
Guogurenzhuang
(Tang) Meng Haoran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
(Tang) Wang Wan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Antique landscape, until the low tide when the bank widened.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.