Bo Wang
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
Without one person's ability, we two officials took the opposite path.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
Why linger at the fork in the road, children with towels * * *!
What spring looks like.
Du Fu
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.
Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers rush to Jinguancheng.
Gulangyu trip
Lipper
When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it a white jade plate.
I also doubt Yao Tai Jing and fly to the end of Qingyun.
Immortals hang down their feet, and laurel trees circle.
Why do laurel trees become round in January?
Fu De Gu Caoyuan Farewell
Bai Juyi
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season.
Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze.
Sweet they pressed on the old highway and reached the crumbling gate.
Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
Shang shan Zao hang
Wen tingjun
In the morning, priests began to be recruited, and guests mourned their hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.