"Jiang Nanchun" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water. ?
In the 480 temples of the Southern Dynasty, many towers were in the mist.
"Looking to the South of the Yangtze River·Transcendent Stage Work" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Spring is not yet old, the wind is gentle and the willows are slanting.
Try to watch it on the transcendent stage, half a ditch of spring water and a city of flowers.
Thousands of families are covered in mist and rain.
After eating cold food, I wake up and sigh.
Don’t miss your old friends and your homeland, and try new tea with new fire.
Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth.
"Dream Jiangnan·Falling Orchid Embers" Huangfu Pine, Tang Dynasty
The orchid embers fall, and dark red bananas appear on the screen.
I have a leisurely dream of the ripe plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and the night boat is playing the flute and the rain is rustling.
Renyu Yibian Bridge.
"Bodhisattva Barbarian" Wei Zhuang, Tang Dynasty
Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only like Jiangnan.
The spring water is as green as the sky, and the boat is painted and listened to the rain to sleep.
The people beside me are like the moon, and my wrists are covered with frost and snow.
Don’t return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart.
"Shui Tiao Ge Tou Huangzhou Kuai Zai Pavilion Presented to Zhang Jie Quan" Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The setting sun embroidered the curtains, and the water under the pavilion connected to the sky. I know that you have made a new work for me. The windows are wet and green and red. I remember that in the Pingshan Hall, I was sleeping in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was no lonely bird. Recognize the drunken man's words, and know whether the mountains are beautiful or not.
Thousands of hectares, all mirrors are pure and green peaks are inverted. Suddenly the waves rose, and a white-headed leaf danced. I can laugh at Mr. Lantai, but I haven't understood Zhuang Sheng's natural sound. There are male and female in the right way. A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of joyful wind.