There seems to be no one on the empty mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss. The Hanjiang River is bounded by its three southern branches reaching the border of Chu, and nine tributaries reaching Jingmen.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . This poem focuses on the big picture and describes the magnificent mountains and rivers in Xiangyang area, with great momentum and broad artistic conception. The combination of "This river crosses the heavens and the earth, and there are both mountains and mountains here" has become a famous sentence throughout the ages.
The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Form a plum blossom-filled northern scenery.
Seeing the snowflakes flying, I woke up like a dream.
1On February 2nd, it suddenly snowed.
1It snowed on February 2nd.
Snowflakes are flying all over the sky,
A thousand ideas.
Walking on campus and enjoying the beautiful snow,
I was deeply moved.
Watching a group of students playing in the snow,
Think of childhood.
Watching the snow turn from thin to thick,
Read quickly.
The vast world is especially dim during the day,
Sigh the power of snow.
The snow has stopped moving at any time,
Cherish xiaoxue.
Watching the snow and ice gradually melt,
Alas, a day has passed.
Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds. Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.
Spring listens to swallow dangerous stones, and the sun is tempered by pines. At dusk, by a dry pond, thoughts can conquer the dragon of passion.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.