The Moon
Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.
Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night .
When the candle is extinguished, the pity is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.
I can’t bear the gift, but I still have a good night’s sleep.
Ancient moonlight journey
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When I was young, I didn’t know the moon, and I called it a white jade plate.
I also suspected that the Yao Tai mirror was flying in the blue clouds.
The immortal hangs his legs, and the osmanthus tree is not round.
The white rabbit pounded the medicine, and asked who he wanted to eat with?
The toad eroded the round shadow, and the bright night was gone.
In the past, nine crows fell, and the sky People are clear and at peace.
The cloudy and sunny days are confused, and it is not enough to see when they are gone.
How does worry come? Sadness destroys the heart and liver.
Spring
Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River"
(Northern Song Dynasty) Su Shi
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo,
The duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is full of lóu hāo and the reed buds are short,
It is the time when the pufferfish is about to come out.
Late spring
The grass and trees will know that spring will return soon. ,
A variety of reds and purples compete with each other.
Yanghuayuying has no talent and thought,
But the sky is full of snow.
Plum blossoms
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The Yuan Dynasty King crowned the tree at the head of the pond where my family was washing inkstones.
The flowers are blooming with faint traces of ink.
Don’t let others praise the color. Good,
Only the pure energy is left to fill the universe.
Plum Blossoms
Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty has several plum blossoms in the corner of the wall,
Ling Han blooms alone .
I know it’s not snow from afar,
because of the subtle fragrance.
Bamboo
Hsinchu
Yuan Zhen
The new bamboo basket has just been untied, and the cold color is already green.
The powder is slowly floating, and the rustling gradually attracts the wind.
The trees are sparse and the sun shines through, and the few trees are not clustered. .
Only the unity and strength are the same.
Bamboo Path
Li Deyu
The wild bamboos form a path of their own, which goes around the stream for more than three miles.
The sandalwood trees are covered with layers of rain, reflecting the desolation of the clear canal.
Seeing the quiet forest at sunset, and knowing that the valley is empty when the wind moves.
The Tian family has few old friends, who is willing to marry him? *Burning fish.