The following verses:
There is nothing in the mountains, there are many white clouds on the mountains. I can only enjoy it for myself, but I can't bear to give it to you. ——Tao Hongjing "Composed a poem in response to the imperial edict asking what is going on in the mountains" (declining the emperor's name, feeling carefree)
There is a girl who sings and dances like a flower. (This is written by Taibai, but also written by Taibai himself)
The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is rich. If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon. ——Li Bai's "Qing Ping Diao"
(This girl should only exist in heaven, and how many times can we see her in the world)
It is common in Prince Qi's house, and she has heard of it several times in front of Cui Jiutang. It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will meet again when the flowers are falling. ——Du Fu's "The Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River"
(It's joy or sorrow, it depends on your perception)
White dew grows on the jade steps. Night long invasion of socks. But he got into the water. Linglong looks at the autumn moon. ——Li Bai's "Jade Level Resentment"
(It's so naive, who knows the resentment)
Whose family is the white jade. Return to the bus and cross to Tianjin. Look at the flowers on the east side of the street. Alarmed Luoyang people. ——Li Bai's "Luoyang Road"
(Brother is so handsome)
The autumn moon shines brightly on the Lu River, and white apples are picked in the South Lake. The lotus flowers are so delicate that they want to talk, but they are worried about killing the boatman. ——Li Bai's "Lushui Song"
(No one sees the beauty of flowers, but the beauty of people is pitiable)
A girl picking lotus in Yexi River. Meet the guests and return with a song. Smile into the lotus. Pretending to be too shy to come out. ——Li Bai's "Yue Nu Ci"
(I am not shy, I hope my brother will pay attention)
Looking back while leaning against the door, sniffing the green plums. ——Li Qingzhao's "Red Lips"
(It describes a young girl who found her sweetheart coming while playing Qiu Gan and shyly ran into the house. In the panic, the gold hairpin on her head slipped off. She secretly leaned in Looking back at the door, I grabbed a green plum and smelled it to cover up my panic. I was both excited and shy, happy and nervous.)
There are too many, the above are for reference.