though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.
where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief.
after the war-fires of three months, one message from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more.
Wang Yue
what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak.
the Maker endowed all the mystic Nature grace here, and? a day at once into dawn and dusk comes by..
colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..
once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky..
quatrains
Two orioles singing green willows
A line of egrets flying in the sky
The window contains a thousand autumn snows in Xiling
The ship docked in Dongwu Wan Li
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
It's a good rainy season, and it happens in spring.
sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
the wild trails are all dark, and the river boats are all bright.
if you look at the red and wet place, flowers will weigh heavily on Jinguan City.