An autumn night in the mountains.
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
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.
Chai Lu
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
Birdsong stream
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Climb to the top
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
Zhuliguan
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.
Wangchuan Bie Ye
The grass is green in the rain and the peach blossoms are burning on the water.
New sunshine, wild hope
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge.
This garden is for my brother.
In the wind, the flowers are reflected in the pool.
To ambassador Li of Zizhou.
Towering mountains, towering trees, cuckoo singing in the depths of Qian Shan.
The spring rain in the mountains has not stopped all night, and the trees on the treetops are spring.
Overlooking the Han River
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
Overlooking the Han River
Autumn grass rings, cicadas in the mountains are sad.
The above is for reference.