Four poems on wetland in Nandagang (new rhyme)
(Nandagang) Liu Xiaoxian
In spring, the wetland is transpiration, and the grass on the willow green long dike is semi-green.
it's no harm to laugh at the geese when they are cooled by water, but it's hard to be surprised when the wind is late.
White geese and brown finches depict new ideas, while flowers and golden foxes learn old feelings.
all things dress up and add a picture scroll, and the strangeness on earth reflects the heaven.
in summer,
the wind-chasing speedboat travels in Bai Bo, and the weitang is full of clouds and streams.
a strong guest waves his arm and swims in waves, but he is afraid of fish bumping into stocks and running away from shame.
The rhyme of the water-shed frog fills the eyes and ears, and the birds on the shore sing the fishing hooks.
kidney of the earth is the world's leading leisure and summer lake.
autumn
The wind is light, the clouds are light and the geese are flying south, and the ears are shining for nine days.
the fish is full with the sound of pulling the net, and the crab is full with the mast light.
Egrets fly after the morning rainbow and rain, and cuckoos smell in the clouds of jathyapple.
who makes the catkins and silver catkins move, like a song in autumn.
in winter
the wind blows the wetland and plays the flute, so as to find interesting information about the snow field.
Wei Dang likes to embroider on every September 9th, and the spectrum of Chinese essays will flourish in four seasons.
Hot wine in the greenhouse keeps merchants, and fish in the ice cave tells children's hearts.
On the day when the sea bath development is near Hong Kong, natural people make in-laws.