Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Summer village's Miscellaneous Notes (I)
Fan Song Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
Qiu Si.
Ji Zhang
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.
A Winter Song at Midnight by Tang Cui Guo Fu
Loneliness is a winter heart, Chero also. The night is long and frequent, and the frost cuts the cold.