The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.
Vega returned to her home in the sea,
Andrew's soldiers are always looking. -Liu bang
2.< Water Regulation >
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.
I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight?
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold up there.
Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs.
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. -Su Shi
3. < Buy flowers >
The imperial city withered in spring, and it was noisy.
* * * If you say peony, you will buy flowers with you.
The price is uncertain, and the reward value depends on the number of flowers:
Burn a hundred red flowers and press five bundles of vegetarian food.
Hang a curtain on it and weave a fence next to it.
Sprinkle water and seal it with mud, and the color will not change.
Everyone is used to it, and everyone is confused.
There is an Weng who comes to buy flowers occasionally.
Bow your head and sigh alone, and the sigh didn't come out.
A bunch of dark flowers, ten people bless! -Bai Juyi
4.< Qiantang River Spring Tour >
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. -Bai Juyi
5.< Gong Zi >
Tears are exhausted, and dreams are not realized. Before midnight, the temple sang.
Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn. -Bai Juyi
I found five songs first,