There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry. Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring. . . .
So bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, it's snowing outside the window. Flying egrets, floating geese. . . .
There are pictures in Tang poetry and songs in Tang poetry. Tang poetry flows into my heart like a clear spring. . . .
Acacia red beans, Wushan snow. Border troops, returning home. . . .
There is joy in Tang poetry and bitterness in Tang poetry. Tang poetry is telling me like an ancestor. . . .
Acacia red beans, Wushan snow. Border troops, returning home. . . .
There is joy in Tang poetry and bitterness in Tang poetry. Tang poetry is telling me like an ancestor. . . .