Goose, goose, goose
Xiang Tiange.
White hair floating green water,
The red palm clears the waves.
Silence reminds me of Li Bai on Tang night.
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,
Is there frost already? .
Looking up, I found it was moonlight.
I sank again and suddenly remembered home.
Min Nong 1 Tang Li Shen
When weeding is at noon,
Sweat dripped on the ground.
Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,
Every single grain is the fruit of hard work.
Minnong 2 Soup Li Shen
Plant a millet in spring,
Harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn.
There are no idle fields in the four seas,
The farmer is still starving to death.
Xiao Chuntang Meng Haoran
I can't feel the dawn of spring,
Sniffing birds everywhere
The sound of wind and rain at night,
What do you know about flowers?
Village Song Shaoyong
Two or three miles a trip,
There are four or five smoke villages.
There are six or seven pavilions,
Eighty or ninety flowers.
Du Fu in Tang Dynasty in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes, it will fall.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Silent, it moistens everything.
Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
Later that day, Jiang,
Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.
Muddy swallows,
Sleeping mandarin ducks on the warm beach.
Gulangyuexing (excerpt) Tang Libai
I didn't know the moon when I was young.
Call it a white jade plate.
I also doubt Yao Taijing,
Fly at the end of Qingyun.
Tang Wang Zhihuan Heron Hotel
The mountains covered the white sun,
The ocean drained the golden river.
But you expanded your horizons by 300 miles,
Walk up a flight of stairs.
Li Bai of Qiu Pu Ge Tang
White hair three thousands of feet,
Fate is like a long sorrow.
I don't know. In the mirror,
Where to get autumn frost.
Bai Juyi of Tang Dynasty in Chishang
The little baby holds the boat,
Steal Bai Lianhua back.
Don't understand the trace,
Duckweed blooms together.
Send ancient grass to bid farewell to Tang Bai Juyi
The endless grassland on the plain,
As each season comes and goes.
Wildfire never devours them,
They have grown taller in the spring breeze.
Leyouyuan Scenic Spot Tang Li Shang Yin
I have the shadow of dusk in my heart,
I walked through the tombs of music friends;
To see the sun, although he is glorious,
Buried by the coming night.
Jiang Xue Liutang Zongyuan
There are no birds in the mountains,