1. "Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
To the west of Jia Pavilion in the north of Gushan Temple, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.
Translation:
Walking to the north of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Gong Pavilion, I stopped for a while and looked up into the distance. I saw the water level rising, white clouds hanging low, and the beauty boundless. Several orioles are flying to the sunny trees first, while whose swallows are bringing spring mud to build new nests? The flowers are colorful, almost charming, and the wild grass is green, barely covering the horse's hooves. The scenery on the east side of the lake is unforgettable. The most lovely thing is the white sand embankment shaded by green poplars.
2. "Jiangnan Spring"
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Thousands of miles away, the orioles sing green and reflect red, and the wine flags in the mountains and rivers in the water village are in the wind. ?
In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, many towers were in the mist.
Translation:
The sounds of birds chirping in the south of the Yangtze River are complemented by green grass and red flowers, and wine flags are flying everywhere in the villages near the water and in the city walls at the foot of the mountains. There are more than 480 ancient temples and countless towers left over from the Southern Dynasties, all shrouded in wind, smoke, clouds and rain.
3. "Spring Day"
Song Dynasty: Zhu Xi
The sun is shining brightly on the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.
Easy to recognize the east wind, colorful colors are always spring.
Translation:
It is a beautiful and sunny spring outing on the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery takes on a new look. Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze blows flowers into bloom and becomes a riot of purple and red. Spring scenery is everywhere.
4. "Spring Inscription on the Lake"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The spring on the lake is like a painting, with chaotic peaks surrounding the horizon. The surface of Songpai Mountain is covered with thousands of greens, and the moon is dotted with a pearl in its heart.
The threads of the green carpet are picking up the early rice, and the green nepotism is showing the new crop. I couldn't leave Hangzhou, but half of my stay was this lake.
Translation:
Spring in West Lake is like an intoxicating landscape painting. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, the lake surface is green and blue, as level as a mirror. On the peaks, pine trees are densely packed all over the mountain surface, and the thousands of mountains and peaks look green. A full moon is reflected in the water, like a bright pearl, crystal clear, dancing and suspended.
When the early rice is born, it looks like a huge green carpet, covered with thick velvet threads; the cattail leaf cloak is like a group of Luo belts fluttering on a girl's body. A fresh landscape painting appeared in front of him, and the poet couldn't help but praise the scenery of West Lake. The spring scenery is so beautiful that the author is reluctant to leave Hangzhou and return to Beijing. Half of the reason is that he can't bear to part with the picturesque West Lake.
5. "Spring Sunny"
Ming Dynasty: Wang Shouren
The spring breeze is gradually calming under the forest, and there is not much snow remaining on the high cliffs. The hairsprings are slowly blooming, the branches are quiet, and the white birds are flying across the green wall.
Suddenly, I looked back at the nostalgic couple in the mountains, dreaming of smoke and radish from the entrance of the cave. The dust on the guest's clothes must eventually be replaced, so that the lotus flowers grow by the lake.
Translation:
The spring scenery is bright under the forest, the wind is gradually calming down, and there is not much snow remaining on the high mountains. The spider silk hanging in the air fluttered slowly, the flower branches were quiet, and a white bird was seen flying over the stone road in the distance. Suddenly, I missed my old friends in the mountains, and dreamed many times of the mist-shrouded vines at the entrance of the cave. My clothes are stained with dust and I have to change them eventually, so I can go to the lake to pick lotus flowers and water chestnuts.