Inside and outside the lake, there is no spring everywhere.
Real mountains, real water, real paintings,
A beautiful piece of jade.
Appropriate wine, appropriate poetry, appropriate sunshine and appropriate rain,
Jinguo advanced study grottoes.
Lao Su, Lao Ji,
Yangliudimei opened the tomb.
Peach blossom snubbed Ming Anonymous.
Peach blossoms were left out in the cold and floated with the wind, and residual flowers fell across the bridge.
Under the bridge, goldfish play in the water, and birds by the water manage their new hair.
Huang Meiyu's sweater is not wet, and raindrops and pears are particularly charming.
Charm is often accompanied by weeping willows and flying high in purple.
A beautiful woman in a high cabinet plays Yu Di with a string hanging on the flute.
The silk is exquisite and fragrant, and there is a fan in the hand.
The sails on both sides of the beach are very stable, sitting firmly in the boat and shaking slowly.
It's too late to roll into the Xihe River, and the night window is lonely and boring.
Chatting about the cold screen window, falling clouds being knocked by water,
Knock on the door and ask Tiantai Road. There is a broken bridge passing by the bridge, and peaches are planted beside the bridge.