Original: people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
In the spring night, there is no sound, and sweet-scented osmanthus falls gently. Castle peak and clear forest are more empty. The bright moon rose, which alarmed several perched mountain birds. The crisp song echoed in the empty mountain stream for a long time.
Breaking up with the New Tang Jian Dynasty at Furong Inn: Wang Changling
Original: Cold rain at night, Wu, seeing off guests in Chushan. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
The misty rain spread all over Wudi River overnight; Seeing you off in the morning, I feel lonely and sad for Chushan! Friends, if relatives and friends in Luoyang ask about me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin and stick to my beliefs!
Seeking Flowers Alone by the Riverside: Part V Tang Dynasty: Du Fu?
Original: Mr. Huang faces the river in front of the tower, and he is lazy and sleepy in the spring breeze. Clusters of peach blossoms bloom by the river. Are they dark red or light red?
The blue spring water of the river in front of Huangshi Tower flows eastward, giving people a sleepy feeling and making people want to have a rest by the spring breeze. Clusters of ownerless peach blossoms are in full bloom by the river. Do you like deep red or light red?
"Yangzhou's first meeting to enjoy lotte" Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi?
Original: Bashan Chu River is desolate and abandoned for 23 years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
In the bleak place of Bashan, Chu Shui lived in seclusion for twenty-three years. When I came back, things had changed. I am like a rotten person. I can only play the flute and write poems. I'm disappointed. On the side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan competes; Before the sick tree, every spring. Listen to your singing today and borrow a glass of wine to cheer up for a while.
A Farewell Friend at Jingmen Ferry in Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Sail far away from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with people in the south. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Travel by boat, pass by Jingmen, and come to Chu's hometown. Castle Peak gradually disappears, and Ye Ping stretches as far as the eye can see. The Yangtze River surges and flows into the vast wasteland. The moon reflects the river, just like flying a mirror tomorrow; Clouds turned into blue sky, creating a mirage. The water in my hometown is reluctant to part with me, and Wan Li sent me boating not far away.