On Wang Anshi's Poetry

The first day of the lunar month

The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.

Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.

Dengfeilai peak

Fly to the top of Chihiro Tower, hear the cock crow and the sun rise.

As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.

Berthing Guazhou

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?