Ceng Gong's Poems

Ceng Gong's poems are as follows:

1, chant willow.

Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind. I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth.

The messy willow branches turned green quickly under the east wind before they turned yellow. I only know that the sun and the moon are covered with flying flocs, but I don't know that there is autumn frost between heaven and earth.

2. south of the city.

The spring rain is swift, the pond is full, and the mountains are high and low, east and west, and the mountain roads are rugged. The hot and lively peach blossoms and plum blossoms have been blooming for a while, but now it has passed, only the grass in spring grows bigger and greener.

The spring rain is rapid, the pond is full of water, the mountains are rolling in the distance, and the east and west mountain roads are rugged. Peach blossoms and plum blossoms that have been in full bloom for a while are out of date at the moment, and I can only see the spring grass in front of me, which is green.

3. Kanluoji Duojing Building.

If you want to enjoy the beautiful scenery in this building, you can lean on it and look around. Clouds, water, light and purple, the sky is full of mountains and skies. A Sichuan bell rings in Huainan, and Wan Li sails a meal. When you are old and your clothes are covered with dust, you will only envy your mind.

I want to enjoy the beautiful scenery and come to this scenic building. I wandered around the railing and looked at the sky as much as I could. Waves are swaying, clouds are floating with purple jade, and the sky over the mountains is dyed blue and red. In the moonlight in Huainan, a stream of bells sings, and Wan Li sails and masts ride the overseas wind. When I am old, my clothes are still covered with dust. I really envy Hong Fei in the twilight.

4. West Building.

The waves turned over the clouds and returned, and the north wind blew several thunder. Zhu Lou is surrounded by hooks and thin foil, lying and watching the shower in Qian Shan.

Huge waves on the sea, rising like clouds, rushed over and hurried back; There is a strong north wind, mixed with a few thunder. I stood upstairs, hung the curtains on all sides high, and then lay down quietly, enjoying the heavy rain and the mountains in the rain.