( 1)
The golden wind sent geese flying by, laughing all the vicissitudes of life.
Singing Spring and Autumn Period, and heaven remains our neighbourhood, poetry is close to mountains and rivers.
The heart turns with sorrow and joy, and the eyes are round.
Wash away the lead, the heart is not old, and the dust is everywhere.
(2)
Autumn leaves and chrysanthemums are fragrant, and the breeze blows for another year.
The geese have gone to the clouds and the sky is full of poetry.
Singing and mountains and rivers are long and interesting, and the brushwork is danqing and ethereal.
Indifferent heart, wide heaven and earth, leaning against the window and looking at the bright moon hanging high.
(3)
Running water celebrates a good year, and the wind and drizzle are also whipped.
Whispering that the years are full of poetry, and the spring and autumn will be strong.
Dan Li is in the grass, throwing his name in the sun.
Baiyun Road, Wan Li sky, free and unrestrained.
(4)
Flowers bloom and fall, recalling the past years, and the past is as light as smoke.
The garden is full of willow shadows and mountains, and the breeze is getting round.
In my hometown, I know the fun of leisure. On the boat, I am interested in learning new things.
Let the water flow eastward, and tea and wine are the same as Zui Xiang.
(5)
The west wind quietly sends the wild goose south, and the maple leaves are full of chrysanthemum fragrance.
Time flies and spring comes, and the vicissitudes of life are longer.
The autumn water in the window is as clear as a mirror, and the past is like a river.
Quiet and leisurely, look at yourself at ease, and don't think about anything.