1. "Man Jiang Hong·Late Spring"
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
Lived in the south of the Yangtze River, and after the Qingming Festival, there was cold food. In the flower path, there is a lot of wind and rain, and a lot of chaos. The red and pink darkness drifts away with the flowing water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Counting the years, all the eryngium flowers will fall away, and it will be cold and powerless.
The courtyard is quiet and empty. There is nothing to talk about, and I am extremely sad. Afraid of wandering orioles and sucklings, I learned the news. Wherever Chi Su came from, there is still no trace of the colorful clouds. If you are embarrassed to teach others, you will go up to the upper floor to find peace.
2. "Yu Zhonghao·Xiaogou Garden is quiet but not noisy"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Xiaogou Garden is quiet but not noisy and sparse The fence and winding path imitate the mountain home. When the day is long, I sing "Fengliuzi", and suddenly I hear the sound of catalpa tree and blue gauze.
Add bamboo and stone, accompanied by haze. I plan to soothe my years with a bottle of wine. Stop complaining about the flesh in your hair now, and work hard to plant flowers in the spring.
3. "Crossing the Xiangjiang River"
Tang Dynasty: Du Shenyan
It is sad to visit the garden late in the day, and the flowers and birds are worried this spring.
It is pity that the people of Beijing are running southward, unlike the water of the Xiangjiang River flowing northward.
4. "Dielianhua·The light rain returns to the evening light"
Song Dynasty: Wang Shen
The light rain begins to clear and the evening light returns. The golden green tower reflects the lotus pond. The willows are hanging down in the wind. There are countless green lotuses in the tender lotus.
This garden looks infinitely better. After returning from exile, I am in a bad mood. Sit there until dusk and people are quiet. More should be added to the beauty.
5. "Butterfly Loves Flowers·Farewell to Li Gongze in Late Spring"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The flowers fall without wind. In the lonely garden, old willows and cherries pass by. The setting sun is still shining, the mountains are green and the clouds are broken.
At the end of the road, people turn to the river and turn the helm. Xianyan fishing village, the moon is dark and the lights are alone. Relying on the flying soul to attract Chu, I miss you and you miss me.