The south wind knows my wishes and blows my dreams to Xizhou. ——Anonymous' "Xizhou Song"
The strong air brings out the smoke from the furnace, and the cold plain grass grows the jade pendant. It must be that the immortal was so drunk that he crushed the white clouds into pieces. ——"Qingpingle·Morning Rising in the Painting Hall"
The clear stream under the hall is full of Pingzhi. ——Zhang Lei's "Wate Qing"
The moonlight outside the window is heavy with frost, and I can hear the plum blossoms. ——Qin Guan "Reminiscent of old friends in Taoyuan? The jade tower is locked deep in love"
After the lights were turned off, I fell asleep to the sound of beautiful rain. ——Bai Juyi's "Autumn Rainy Night Sleep"
A tobacco smoke fills the city. ——He Zhu's "The Sapphire Case? Lingbo can't reach Hengtang Road"
It is remembered that we once joined hands together, under the weight of thousands of trees, and the cold green of the West Lake. ——Jiang Kui's "Secret Fragrance"
The moon is caressed by the moon, and the world has been admiring it for thousands of years. ——Xin Qiji's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"
Thank you for the moon's mercy, I can't bear to be round tonight. ——Zhu Shuzhen's "Bodhisattva Man"
The clear water is startling in autumn, and the yellow clouds are forming dusk. ——Qin Guan's "The Courtyard Is Full of Fragrance? The Clear Water Startles the Autumn"
The water is cold and the river is quiet, with green mountains as far as the eye can see, and the moon returns brightly. ——Huang Tingjian's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings"
Loneliness is hidden behind the pavilion, and the country is cold this night. ——Wang Bo's "Farewell on a Moonlit Night in Jiangting"
The catkins fall silently, and the spring tears fall silently, and the moving clouds have shadows and the moon is shy. ——Wu Wenying's "Huanxi Sand"
The shore is covered with Zhi Ting Lan, lush and green. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"
It is reported that the husband has returned, apricot blossoms and spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River. ——Yu Ji's "Wind in the Pines to Ke Jingzhong"
Realizing that there is nothing wrong with this, the little fish jumps out of the green duckweed. ——Jiang Kui's "Miscellaneous Odes of Living on the Lake? Part 7"
Changhuai River is suddenly confused by the distance and distance of the sky, and the green mountains and low-rise boats are for a long time. ——Su Shi "The day I first saw Huaishan Mountain when I left Yingkou, I arrived in Shouzhou"
It was a blushing place just before the rain, and a few wisps of soft green mixed with the smoke. ——Nalan Xingde's "Huanxi Sand"
After the people dispersed, the sky was as pale as water. ——Xie Yi's "Thousand Years Old? Ode to Summer Scenery"
Admiration is meaningless, but love is also joyful. The moon blows like snow on the monk's shirt, and the flowers have been blooming for thousands of years. ——Qinghe Wang's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou"
The pear blossoms are in the evening rain, and the swallows are empty. ——Zhang Kejiu "Happiness in front of the Double Tune Palace? Leaning on the Lake in Autumn"
The floating light leaps into gold, while the still shadow sinks into the jade. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower"
There is hatred when leaving Luan, but there is no sound for the wild geese passing by. ——Guanyunshi "Joy in front of Shuangtiao Palace? It's so peaceful and quiet"
In the corner of the sky outside the window, floating clouds come from the west and east. The new moon is like a quiet girl, waiting for me in the evening breeze. ——Du Sui's "Miscellaneous Poems"
When you look at the snow in the south, the plum blossoms and I have white heads. ——Xu Ke's "Untitled"
The paper screen, stone pillow and bamboo square bed, the tired hands throw away the book and have a long afternoon dream. ——Cai Que's "Summer Climbing the Car and Covering the Pavilion"
I began to pity you under the window of the bamboo mountain, and did not change the clear shade to wait for my return. ——Qian Qi, "Returning to the Thatched Cottage of Hometown in Late Spring"
The wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shone on a lonely boat. ——Meng Haoran "An old trip to Guangling on the Tonglu River"
The new moon is shining brightly, and the river is standing in the quiet mountains at a cold night. When I get up and scratch my head, the plum shadow is thin across the window. ——Wang Zao's "Red Lips"
Plum blossoms in the snow, pear blossoms in the moon, always lovesickness. Since spring has come, I will not know it. ?——Zhang Huiyan's "Happy Meeting"
On the Cangjiang River during the day, I am woodcutter and fishermen, and when I return at dusk, my clothes are covered with rain. ——Li Shangyin, "Those who visit hermits will never meet the best"
It's a still night, the water is cold and the fish won't eat, and the boat full of empty cargo returns home at full moonlight.
——Decheng's "Zhuanzi Monk's Gauge"