From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
The quatrains, two orioles singing green willows, Tang Du Fu.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Don Zhang Jiuling's Poems of Returning to Yan
Although the petrel is slightly stinging, spring will come.
Swallows don't know the mud, and the jade hall opens.
In one day, I went to Ito Show several times, taking mud as my nest.
Haiyan doesn't want to fight for power and profit, and hawks don't have to be suspicious of slander.
Don's Pastoral in Spring
Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village.
Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.
Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.
If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.
He Xinlang Ru Yan Hua Fei Song Wu Su Shi
Smoke flies and flowers dance, no one is quiet, children's voices turn to noon, and the night is cool and new. Hand-made white round fan, the hand will be like jade for a while. I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake. Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste of time to teach people to dream of breaking Yaotai music. But it is, the wind is beating against the bamboo.
Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu, wait for the floating flowers to run out, and stay alone with you. Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. I'm afraid of being scared by the west wind. Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking. * * * pink tears, two rustling.