What are the poems of the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties?

Han Yu

"Early Spring Rain"

The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The best thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

Liu Zongyuan

"Snow on the River"

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

A man in a lone boat with a coir raincoat fishing fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

Su Shi

"Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When will the bright moon come"

When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky?

I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world!

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where you will find a low-rise house, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

Su Xun

"On the Six Kingdoms"

Su Zhe

"Shui Diao Ge Tou·Xuzhou Mid-Autumn Festival"

How long has it been since we’ve been apart for so long? We spent seven Mid-Autumn Festivals together. Last year, on the eve of Tobu, the bright moon was full of sorrow.

Don’t expect that at the foot of Pengcheng Mountain, there is the ancient Bian River on the Panqing River, and Liangzhou is carried on the boat. Advocating to help the Qing Dynasty appreciate it, the swans set off from Tingzhou.

The guests sitting there are wearing green feathers and purple fur. Su'e was a scoundrel, and no one left her when she went to the west.

Tonight, I will treat my guests with respect, and tomorrow night, I will still shine on Liyou by Gufan Shuiyi. But he was afraid of being the same as Wang Can, so he never climbed up the stairs.

Ouyang Xiu

"The Drunken Old Man's Pavilion"

Zeng Gong

"The Story of the School"