Han Yuanji's poems are as follows:
1. "Nanyan"
The official and Cao leader has no time and space, and a spring is spent in the dust. There are beautiful rock valleys ten miles south of Xixi, and there is no end to them. In the past, it was raining, but now it is windy even if it is not raining. I know that scholars don't understand things, and they always work hard for God. When the excitement comes, we meet by chance, and we follow Feihong with our gaze and bridle. The plum blossoms and apricots of wild tangzi are old, and the dense leaves are still red with residual flowers. The majestic buildings are strange, but nothing is open...
2. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Send to Lu Wu Guan"
The bright moon shines on many scenes, and one story lasts for nine years. Where is the old friend? According to the promise, the road to Shu leans against the blue sky. Who is the hero now? The remaining scenery is the Min'e landscape. The falling paper rises into clouds of smoke. There should be a balcony girl who can live long and live forever. Xiangru Fu, Wang Praise, Zi Yunxuan. Lantai Lin Pavilion, morning and evening fly to the sweet spring. Dreaming about the way back to China. But while the rooster crows, he dances. The rest is easy. Waiting for you forever...
3. "Six States Songtou·Peach Blossom"
The east wind is interested. Put on the small peach branches first. Red and pink. As charming as drunk. Leaning on Zhu Fei. Remember the year. Hidden new makeup. Facing the waterfront. It's almost half spring. The clouds are warm and the sun is warm. Inclined bridge turns. To the west of Jiacheng. The grass is soft and the sand is flat, and the horse is in trouble. Chuiyangdu and Yule are competing for hiss. The eyebrows are narrowed and the smile is narrow, and the face is thin and the branches are brushed. The embroiderer once peeked. Hate Yiyi. ***Hand in hand. The fragrance is like mist. Red Suibu. Blame spring for being late. ...
4. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Xian Shan Yun Wang Dehe"
There is no need to ask about worldly affairs, I am old but I am worthy of immortality. A song from Nanxi River, a unique pairing of greenery and beauty. The moon is white and the wind is clear and the summer is long. We met in the forest drunkenly. I forgot to argue. No guest asks about life or death, but bamboo reports peace. In adolescence, fame and fortune are sought after by Yanran. Now haggard, Xiao Xiaohua is left in the dust. The long way back to Penglai. A drunk Yaotai wind dew. Because of wine, the world is perfect. Smile and point to the dream of cloud steps...
5. "Viewing Lotus"
The fairy Guanghan makes clothes, and at night she pays tribute to the emperor from Concubine Mi. Traveling to Luopu in the morning and Xiaoxiang in the evening, with red makeup and green feathers. The fairy posture is not made up of the times, or the morning glow and autumn frost. Looking at the shadow of the current, the waves are swimming, and the swimming fish belong to the jade pair of mandarin ducks. The Beidou phase of Nagara holds its head high and smiles like flowers and sweet fragrance. Wandering drunkenly, the clear water leaks out for a long time, and the bright light of the lake illuminates the open bedclothes.
The lake breeze blows the water and cools the face, and the pearls fall...