Poems about Huayang and the Devil

Farewell to friends in Huaishang: Yang, the head of the Yangtze River, worried about killing Jiangren. The breeze blows gently, the flute whimpers, and the pavilion dyes dusk. You want to go south to Xiaoxiang, and I want to run to the west Qinling. This is a farewell poem by Zheng Gu, a famous poet in the late Tang Dynasty. In the evening breeze of sunset, the willows are blowing gently, the flowers are floating, and friends are about to cross the river to leave. Wandering around, the north and the south are separated, the melodious flute is floating in the wind, and parting is always lingering in my heart.

Song One of Two Nights in Spring: The grass tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of red and purple compete for Fang Fei. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. This is an interesting poem by Han Yu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. When spring returns to the earth, the plants and trees are competing for each other, colorful and flowery. Even catkins and elm pods, which lack color and fragrance, are unwilling to be lonely, floating in the wind and dancing.

Song One of Two Nights in Spring: The grass tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of red and purple compete for Fang Fei. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. This is an interesting poem by Han Yu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. When spring returns to the earth, the plants and trees are competing for each other, colorful and flowery. Even catkins and elm pods, which lack color and fragrance, are unwilling to be lonely, floating in the wind and dancing.