"Untitled·It's hard to say goodbye when we meet" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torches will not dry until they turn to ashes.
When you look into the mirror at dawn, you are worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to go to Penglai, and the blue bird is eager to visit.
"Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai" Qing Gong Zizhen
The vitality of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and it is sad that thousands of horses are silent. I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.
"The Seclusion of Master Xun Yong" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The mountains are steep and green, and the people are carefree and carefree. Move the clouds to find ancient roads, lean against trees and listen to flowing springs.
The flowers are warm, the green cows lie down, and the white cranes sleep high in the pines. The language comes to the river at dusk, and the cold smoke falls alone.
"Rewarding the Master" by Liu Shang of the Tang Dynasty
The void is nowhere, as if it were glass. Whoever comes to the realm of poetry will have a Zen heart and pass poetry again.
"Lovely Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
"Yuanshi" Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Donggong Bai Shuzi, Nansi Yuan Zen Master. Where to meet each other far away, when there is nothing in mind.
"Words written on the blackboard" Anonymous
Careful consideration of words and sentences, it takes a lot of chewing to pick out the essence. Half an acre of square pond has flowing water, and people have worked hard to cultivate new seedlings.
"Bing Xin" Anonymous
The jade pot contains the heart of ice, and the ink pen writes the soul of the teacher. The sincerity is like a father's words, and the sincerity is like a friend.
A few lines of light words can touch a lifetime. I hope those who come after me will successfully repay Master.
"Master Silkworm" Anonymous
Teaching children and daughters, hard work for half a lifetime. A head full of white hair, sweet milk for life.
"Gong He Ling Gong Plants Flowers in the Green Field Hall" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The Green Field Hall opened to occupy Wuhua, and passers-by gave instructions to Ling Gong's house. Your Majesty has peaches and plums all over the world, so why bother planting more flowers in front of the hall?