The green color extends to the deserted shore, and smoke enters the distant building; shadows cover the spring water, and flowers fall to catch people's heads.
The fish cave is hidden in the root, and the passenger boat is tied to the bottom of the branches; on a windy and rainy night, the dream is filled with sorrow.
Here comes a song
I am ashamed of the sun and cover my sleeves, and I am too lazy to put on makeup in spring. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover.
I shed tears on the pillow, and my heart is broken among the flowers. Why hate Wang Chang when I can see Song Yu.
Li Bai's story
He took the prostitute to the east mountain, and the spring was about to arrive. Seen from a distance, they look like peaches and plums, and they open in the mirror.
Two beauties danced, swaying like cloud immortals. Stay happy and never get tired, dawn will come soon.
There was also a poor scholar named Du Fu.
The rain came on the mat, and the wind whipped the bow of the boat. The Yue girl's red dress is wet, and Yan Ji's emerald green dress is sad.
The cable penetrates the willow system of the embankment, and the curtain is like waves floating on it. On the way back, I turned to Xiao Sa, and it was May and Autumn in Pitang.