The rain hits the pear blossoms behind closed doors, forgetting youth, and misses youth - Tang Yin's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·The Rain Hits the Pear Blossoms Behind Closed Doors"
Translation:
deep With the door closed and the windows closed, I could only listen to the sound of rain hitting pear blossoms. I wasted my youth and wasted it.
The flowing light is easy to throw away people, red cherries, green bananas - Jiang Jie's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms·A Boat Crossing Wujiang"
Translation:
Spring light is easy to pass by , making it difficult to catch up, the cherries are red and ripe, the bananas are green again, spring is gone and summer is coming again.
Under the shadow of a little Feihong. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers - Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn"
Translation:
A wild goose flew down in the distance and crossed the sky. In the distance, there are green mountains and green water, white grass, red leaves, and yellow flowers mixed with each other. What a colorful autumn scene.
When flowers bloom, I hope people will last forever, but when people are idle, it is rare for flowers to remain the same
——Ma Zhiyuan's "Double Tune Xingxiangzi"
Translation:
The blooming of flowers is just a flash in the pan, but I hope people will last forever; it is rare to see flowers that are still bright and fragrant when people are idle and sad
When I wake up in the afternoon, the pine windows and bamboo windows are full of naturalness