Painting Wei night thinking about Tang Li Bai.
From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but there is no sound. The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The second volume of the first grade
Meng Haoran lives in Qinggaoding of Tang Village.
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Yang Wanli, Song Chi Jr., Yuan Mei, Qing Dynasty
The shepherd boy rides an ox and sings the forest and the moon. The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.