2. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. -Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems No.5"
3. Hsinchu is taller than the old bamboo branches, and it is supported by the old cadres. -Zheng Xie's Hsinchu
4. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Summer night sigh
Tang/Du Fu
Before sunset, the inflammation was steaming and poisoning my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.
Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. Things have no details and are adaptive.
Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years. Why are you washing and looking at each other?
Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters. Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.
North city is sad, storks fly. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.
Summer in the Mountain Pavilion written by a poet in Tang Dynasty
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.