[Luan family color] In the rustling autumn rain, shallow stones slip. The jumping waves splashed each other, and the egrets were frightened.
[Zhong Nanshan] Its huge height is close to the city of heaven, and even the mountains reach the sea. When I looked back, the clouds were behind me. When I entered them, the fog disappeared. A central peak divided the wilderness and the weather into many valleys. Where to live? I called the woodcutter on the river.
[Behind Ji Xiang Temple] I don't know the way to Duixiang Temple. Under the mountains and clouds for miles, I walked in the ancient forest where there were no traces of people. But now I hear a clock, a stream singing on the winding rocks, and the sun is reconciled by pines. At dusk, near an empty pool, An Chan killed the dragon.
[My retreat in Zhongnanshan] My middle-aged heart found a way. I came to live at the foot of this mountain, and I went my own way. Beauty is everything to me. I will go to the water to stop my way, and then sit and watch the rising clouds; One day I met an old woodcutter, laughing and laughing, and never came back.
[Overlooking the Hanshui River] Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine streams reach Jingmen; This river transcends the heavens and the earth, and the colors of the mountains there are ripples that human habitation seems to float in the distant sky; These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . (Wang Wei's)