The grass on Lili Plain dries up every year. The wildfire does not burn it out, but it grows again when the spring breeze blows
"Farewell to the Ancient Grassland"
The sky is not clear Words and actions in the four seasons, the earth does not speak but all things come into being.
"Historical Book of Pei Chang of Shang'an Prefecture"
The sun is born in the sea and the night is gone, and the spring in the river is entering the old year.
"Under the Cibeigu Mountain"
Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of spring trees in front of the diseased trees.
"Rewarding Lotte at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"
p>Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallows return.
"Huanxi Sand"
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter cannot be solved in ancient times
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou"
Sitting on the ground and traveling eighty thousand miles a day, surveying the sky and looking at a thousand rivers in the distance.
"Two Songs of Seven Rhythms: Farewell to the God of Plague"