Liu Yong
He zhangzhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Quatrain
Du Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Jueju
Du Fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Farewell:
say goodbye to
Wang Wei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?
Meet sb. leave
Don Wang Zhihuan
A willow tree in the spring breeze presents a green color along the royal river bank.
I have experienced many ups and downs recently, because I have left more.
Weicheng district
Wang Wei
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Homesickness:
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
(Tang) Li Bai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Wang Yitai
(Tang) Bai Juyi
Jing' an mansion, facing the willow in front of the window every day, is far away at this moment; At the station, the spring is fading and flowers are everywhere.
Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.
Boarding Guazhou
Wang Anshi (Northern Song Dynasty)
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Chanting things:
chant
Luo
Cicada sang in the western land and ordered me to make up my mind in my cell.
However, it needs those songs with black wings to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ?
Zhu Shi
(Qing) Zheng Xie
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.