Poems about the sun are as follows:
1. The sun is shining over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level.
2. At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white houses are poor. Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night.
3. Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?
4. The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
5. Purple smoke rises from the incense burner in the sunshine, and you can see the waterfall Guaqianchuan from a distance. The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.
6. A setting sun spreads over the water, half river rustling and half river red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew looks like pearls and the moon looks like a bow.
7. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land all over the world, and farmers are still starving to death.
8. It’s noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who would have thought that every meal on the plate is hard work?
9. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sunlight shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.
10. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. Everything is silent here, except for the sound of bells and chimes.
11. Xiang Wan felt unwell and drove to Guyuan. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.
12. The setting sun is setting in the isolated village, the jackdaws are smoking in the old trees, and under the shadow of a flying dragon. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
13. I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.
14. Tianmen interrupts the opening of Chujiang River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point. The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and the lone sail comes from the sun.
15. The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches.