When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Wei's Birding Creek
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. Tang Jiadao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. Travel and Re-travel in Nineteen Ancient Poems
Birds fly home, foxes die first. Qu Yuan's Nine Chapters of Mourning
The quieter the cicada forest, the quieter Tonamiyama. Tang Wang Ji's "If you are happy"
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. Tang Du Fu's Hope for Spring
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. Tang Wei Zhuang's Taicheng
There are no flowers on the grass, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. Li Hua's spring outing improvisation
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. Tang Changjian's Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes ... Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
White hair increases, lamenting the withering of spring flowers, looking up at the sky and admiring the flying birds. Don Cen Can sent a letter to examine Du Fu in his office in the left hospital.
The bird's song is broken, it is for the warm spring breeze; When the sun is at noon, the flower shadows will appear thick. Don Du Xunhe's "Bitterness in the Spring Palace"
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Song of Songs by Chen Yi
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight. You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.
(Song) Five Blessingg
The ancients have long cherished people's hearts and planted roads loosely until now.
If we can plant more plants today, we will see the eternal shade.
Song Yong (Qing) Lu Huixin
Thin stone cold plum * * * neighbors, slim and unchanged all the year round. You know, cream is not in the busy line.
Liu Du
Dondum
A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time.
The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.
Liu jueju
Dondum
A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.