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On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected;
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Translation:
Go east and climb Jieshi Mountain to see the sea.
How vast the sea is, and Jieshi Mountain stands tall by the sea.
There are many trees on Jieshi Mountain, and all kinds of grass grow luxuriantly.
The autumn wind is rustling and the waves on the sea are sky-high.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to start from this vast ocean.
The Milky Way is dotted with stars, as if it were born in this vast ocean.
Very lucky. Use singing to express your thoughts and feelings. Benzi
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Wangwan
Castle Peak, my boat and I, along the green water.
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.
Tourists pass the bleak Gubei Mountain, and the boat goes along with the blue river. The spring tide is rising, and the rivers on both sides are wider. sail before the wind just hung the sail high. The red sun broke through the night and rose from the sea, and the spring breeze at the end of early spring swept across the river. I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. When will Guiyan fly to Luoyang?
Melancholy Qiu Si
The old vine is a faint crow, the small bridge is a small family, and the old road is a thin horse. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Dead vines twine around old trees, and crows returning home at dusk perch on branches. Under the small bridge, the water is gurgling, and there are several beside it. On the ancient and desolate road, the autumn wind is bleak, and a tired thin horse carries me forward. The sun is setting slowly, and people who are sad and heartbroken are still wandering around the world.
Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
(Tang) Bai Juyi
Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West.
Low water level and low cloud feet.
Several early songbirds compete for warm trees,
Whose new swallow pecks at spring mud.
Flowers are becoming more and more charming,
Only shallow grass can have no horseshoe.
The lack of eastbound love for the lake,
White sand under the shade of green trees
[translation]
Strolling through Gushan Temple and Jiating, the spring water of the West Lake just rose to be flush with the shore, and the floating clouds merged with the lake waves; In several places, the orioles who left the nest early scrambled to fly to the sunny and warm trees to cry. I don't know whose new swallow is busy building a nest with mud. All kinds of flowers are gradually opening up, dazzling, and the grass in early spring can just cover the horseshoe; The tree-lined beach on the east side of the West Lake is fascinating.
Xijiang month
Xin Qiji
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When the bright moon rises, the mountain forest suddenly opens up, which alarmed the mountain magpies and cicadas living in the branches; The breeze blew and sent their cries to Nightcrawler's ears; The fields are filled with the fragrance of rice flowers, and the frogs in the water are constantly chirping; Along the way, you can hear people enjoying the cool talk about this year's harvest.
Dark clouds suddenly appeared, the moonlight disappeared, only a few dim stars were left on the horizon, and the fields became dark; When the poet walked to the front of the mountain, it rained. He knew that the shower was coming and wanted to find a place to hide from the rain. Coincidentally, when he hurried around the stream head, he saw at a glance that the Maodian he had seen before was still next to the forest.