1. "Huanxisha" by Shu Quan of the Song Dynasty
Smoking has been banned in the brothel outside Yanwai, and Xiaohan is still thin and strong.
Painted bridges and swings under the red sun, only the fragrance in front of the bottles remains.
You should be intoxicated before pouring flowers. The green window is still five o'clock in the morning.
2. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty's "Small Cold Food Boat"
Jiachen Qiang's food is still cold, and he is almost depressed and wears a crown.
The boat on the spring water is like sitting in the sky, and the old flowers are like looking in the mist.
Juanjuan plays with butterflies passing through the curtain, and light gulls fly under the rapids.
The Yunbai Mountain is more than ten thousand miles away, and looking directly to the north is Chang'an.
3. "Early Departure Under the Bamboo" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
At the end of the morning, I wore makeup to break the cold, and chatted while straddling the saddle to relieve my fatigue.
Walking through the thin mist, you can see the overlapping mountains.
The green smoke from the kitchen is as straight as the trees, and the green stream flows through the bridge bay.
The birds chirp as if to welcome guests, in a moment of love and no thought.
4. "Drinking Alone in the Small Garden" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The forest is shaking and the pills are falling, and the deep courtyard is depressed and cold.
The atmosphere of autumn is already high and very pleasant, but I am too pregnant to feel happy.
The deer’s spots are still shallow when they are first separated from their mothers, and the oranges are still sour after the frost.
After a sip of wine, there is no need to take off your hat and wear your crown.
5. Tang Dynasty Yuan Zhen's "Ode to the Twenty-Four Qi Poem·Xiaohan December Festival"
Xiaohan connects to Dalu, and magpies build new nests.
Scavenging for food in the meanders of the river, carrying purple flowers around the treetops.
Frost hawks are near the northern head, and pheasants are hiding in the grass.
Don’t blame Yan Ningqie, spring and winter are at the intersection of the first lunar month.