Moon: The bright moon rises over the sea, and the end of the world seems to be next to each other.
The bright moon hangs in the sky, making the night lonely.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.
The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I send my sorrowful heart to the bright moon and follow you until the end of the night.
Snow: Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom.
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August.
There are several plum trees in the corner, and Ling Han is blooming alone; I know it is not snow from a distance because there is a faint fragrance.
You can’t be seen on the winding mountain road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Where is my home in the Qinling Mountains where the clouds are crossing? The snow is holding the blue gate and the horse is unable to move forward.
Qinghai is covered by long clouds and covered with snow-capped mountains, and the isolated city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang.
I don’t know that the water flowers bloomed first, but it is suspected that they have not been sold after the winter snow.
(Zhang Wei: "Early Plum Blossoms")