Short poem about the sun

1. I went up to Yaotai one after another, calling the boy several times but unable to leave. It was just taken away by the sun, but it was taught by the bright moon to see the future. "Flower Shadow" Su Shi

2. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk. Li Shangyin's "Deng Le You Yuan"

3. The sunset was just half way, and suddenly fell into the turbulent current. Guo Lu's "Climbing Mount Wu and Looking at the River"

4. Solemn Autumn Festival. Zhan Zhan is dense and dewy. The sun sets early in the night. Shaoyin has suddenly risen. "Poetry for Gu Yanxian" Lu Ji

5. The path to the upper realm of gods is clear and empty, so one is close to another and the other is distant. How can cultivation teach people knowledge of the world? Returning to true nature is where the sun resides. "Xiaoyao Ode" by Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty

6. Purple smoke comes from the incense burner in the sunshine, and you can see the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance. The flying stream plummeted down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky. Li Bai's "Looking at Lushan Waterfall"

7. The rivers and lakes are white at sunset, and the sky and earth are green when the tide comes. Wang Wei's "Farewell to Xing and Guizhou"

8. The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? Bai Juyi's "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River"

9. Donglang stands facing the east, raising his head to wait for the sun. A piece of elixir is stored in the heart for eternity, who says it is like sitting in desolation? "Donglang Mountain" Cao Ye

10. There are diseased leaves on the edge of insects, and the soil is thin and there are no new branches. The sun is not deflected by me, and the shadow of the eaves is a shield. "Autumn Miscellany" Fan Chengda

11. After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. Yang Wanli's "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"

12. For half a lifetime, I have been in love with the sun. Waving his hands to the Eighth Sima of the Tang Dynasty, he was titled Lao Shu Tuifeng Lang. "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" by Gong Zizhen

13. The white sun is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level. "Climbing the Stork Tower" by Wang Zhihuan

14. At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white houses are poor. Liu Changqing: "The Master Who Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow"

15. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River"

16. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind the Poshan Temple"

17. The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and the sun is approaching. Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"

18. The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river. Wang Wei: "Envoy to the Fortress"

19. In Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

Du Fu: "Quequatrains"