Clouds are open on the city, and the wind and waves on the sand head are calm.
Scattered and disorderly mountains come out, and the river is flat and clean.
It's far from the ship, and people wake up after drinking.
Autumn bamboo shoots curl up and cicadas sound like bells.
The rain on the river sends Cui Tuan (Du Mu)
In spring, it rains at Pingjiang, and the round text breaks Shu Luo.
Sleep soundly at the bottom of the tent and fish in the cold and damp.
The dark mountains are far away, and the flowers are bright.
What is the look of nostalgia and hatred at this time?
"I was pregnant at Hukou" (Liu Changqing)
The fog is ethereal and moist, and the eyes are unusually calm. Looking at the sky in the south, where does the solitary sail fall?
As a guest in Hunan, it is quite interesting to see the lakes and mountains. There is vitality and Chu Yun, and the sunset reflects the trees by the river.
The old emperor longed for it, and the heart of Wanli came and went. White boat, surging waves filled the home.
The autumn wind has arrived today, and the geese are heading south day and night. Konoha resigned from Dongting, and countless people fell down one after another.