What are some ancient poems describing business?

Ancient poems describing business:

1. "Qingpingle·Small Characters on Red Paper"

Song Dynasty: Yan Shu

Small Characters on Red Paper . Talk about smooth business. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It’s hard to express this feeling of melancholy. ?

The setting sun leans against the west tower alone. The distant mountain is just opposite the curtain hook. The human face is unknown, but the green waves are still flowing eastward.

2. "One of the Twelve Poems of Feelings"

Tang Dynasty: Zhang Jiuling

The orchid leaves are luxuriant in spring, and the osmanthus flowers are bright and clear in autumn.

Happy for this business, it’s a festive season.

Who knows that those who live in the forest will feel happy when they hear the wind and sit there.

The grass and trees have their own intentions, so why ask for beauty!

3. "Mangan"

Qing Dynasty: Gong Zizhen

The plan to join the army in the extreme territory is hopeless, and the hatred in the southeast is full of poems and notes.

One flute and one sword settled the business, and he lived up to his reputation for fifteen years.

4. "The Beginning of Spring Occasionally"

Song Dynasty: Zhang Shi

The law returns late in the year and there is less frost, and the grass and trees in the world know that spring has arrived.

I felt that the business in front of me was full, and the east wind blew the water and green.

5. "Ode to Sophora japonica"

Ming Dynasty: Feng Qing

Three locust trees were originally planted under the steps, so the governor Zhang Jichang cut down one of them in the first month of Zhengde Renshen. , nothing left. On the 10th day of the fifth lunar month, I will be blessed. Ten days later, the former locust trees were unearthed again, and the moon turned to be luxuriant. It was still more than a month later, and the trees of Ke'eqiao towered and covered the clouds with their towering leaves, flying into the sky with unstoppable force. Alas! Sophora japonica is one thing, and if it accumulates thickly, it will make it prosperous. How can it be that the merits of prosperity and fertility are in vain when one is lucky enough to be lucky? It is written in small poems to record the facts and tell the future.

Whoever cuts off the waves in the courtyard will make a profit at the source.

The old bushes stand tall with spears and spears, and the leaves protect the shade and the umbrella covers are open.

The auspicious spirit bells of the world are thickly loaded, and the new clear sky and green grass are connected with the clear sky.

The cool atmosphere dispels the heat, and Wang Shi Zhenxiang's history is continued.