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?
Jingkou and Guazhou are only separated by a water, and Zhongshan is only separated by several green hills. The gentle spring breeze has blown the south bank of the great river green again, but, bright moon in the sky, when can you come home with me?
2. The meeting of the poet Du Fu and Li Guinian in the Tang Dynasty.
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
I often watch your performances in the Qi Palace. In front of Cui, I have also appreciated your art many times. Unexpectedly, there is a big Jiangnan in this landscape; When the flowers fall, I can meet you again and get to know each other.
3. Jiangnan Han Dynasty-Anonymous
Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves, and fish play between them.
Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
It's the season suitable for picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lotus leaves emerge, squeezed, overlapped and fluttered with the wind. Beneath the thick lotus leaves, cheerful fish are constantly playing. I stayed here for a while, and then I suddenly swam there. I don't know whether it is in the east, west, south or north.
4. Spring Dream in Tang Dynasty-Cen Can
Last night, the spring breeze walked into the deep bedroom, letting people know that it was spring and thinking of people far away from Xiangjiang River.
I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south.
Last night, the spring breeze blew into the deep dormitory, which made people feel that spring had arrived, so they remembered the Iraqis who were far away in Xiangjiang River. Unconsciously, I fell into a dream, walked thousands of miles, and arrived in Jiangnan in a flash.
5. Tang Dynasty Jiangnan Rambo Dream-Huang Fusong
Blue embers fall, and the screen is dark red bananas.
Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, whistling in the night boat and rustling in the rain. At the People's Postal Bridge.
The candle is deeper, the candle is dim, and the canna on the painting screen is blurred. I was sleepy and finally fell asleep. In my dream, I was in Jiangnan after a long separation. When childhood is mature, it is the rainy season in Jiangnan. I was alone in the boat, holding a bamboo flute, playing with the rustling rain outside the boat, and sometimes I heard people talking at the post station on the bridge, talking about the long-lost local accent and telling unforgettable stories.