Don
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
People's activities are very few, only osmanthus flowers fall silently, and the valley in silent spring is silent and empty at night. The bright moon rose and shone brightly, which alarmed the birds living in the mountains. From time to time, they flew high and sang in the spring stream.
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper, as if the ground was frosted. I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
At Helen's cabin.
Don Wang Zhihuan
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Near the mountain, the sun sets, and the Yellow River flows eastward into the sea. If you want to see the scenery thousands of miles away, you have to climb higher
Give your soul to your master.
Don Liu Changqing
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.
The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
Chikurinji is hidden in the lush jungle, and the evening bell rings in the distance. With a hat on your back, in the sunset, you walk alone along the green hills to the distance.
The extravagant hope of early spring
Don
The spring tide in the river is white, and the mountains are long and the water is clear.
In a foreign land, flowers and willows are reflected in the pavilion.
The river is extremely empty, and there are white waves in the spring tide, and each wave is higher than the other. The peaks are tall and straight, and in the morning, the mountains are all green.
I am alone in a foreign land, and when I look far away, I can see the pavilions and pavilions shaded by red flowers and green trees on the riverside, and the spring is beautiful.
In the mountains.
Don
The sorrow of the Yangtze River has stagnated, and Wan Li's thoughts will return.
The night is high and windy, and the mountains fly.
The Yangtze River rolled eastward, and I only stayed outside for too long. My hometown is far away from Wan Li, which makes me miss it all the time. What's more, the autumn wind has been blowing fiercely, and autumn leaves are falling all over the mountains.
wind
Tang liqiao
It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and bloom beautiful flowers in spring.
Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt.
It can blow off the golden leaves in autumn and promote the beautiful flowers in spring. Blowing across the river can set off huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing into the bamboo forest can tilt 10,000 bamboo poles.
Night parking on Jiande River.
Tang Meng Hao ran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Docking the ship on a foggy continent, new worries welled up in the guests' minds at dusk. The boundless wilderness is darker than trees, and the river is clear and the moon is close to people.