There are bamboo springs in the court; The mountain is very quiet, and there is no water to flow by itself.

Cinnamon fragrant flower shadow; The lotus pond is soaked in the jade moon, which contains autumn.

Qian Shan's flowing poems; A shipment of Mingxia Qingfeng wine.

Mei and Bai Xue's poems have no words; Liu Zhan's green silk paintings are sound.

Thousands of miles away, the mountain reflects the sunset, and the sky meets the water; Playing the flute, the geese crossed Nanpu and came to the floor on the moon.

Do not insult, look at the flowers before the court; I have no intention of staying, and I have no intention of staying, looking up at the clouds in the sky.

Spring is boundless, and the green hills on both sides of the strait can't cover it; Wedding, funeral and wedding, a pot of muddy wine is happy to meet.

Lotus has a clear boundary and is comfortable in clean light; Lan Xiu is close at hand, and Lun Changle realizes Bodhi.

Draw a hole in Linquan, and ten miles of pine wind will give birth to the bottom of the pen; Singing poetry with wine, dancing in front of the curtain.

There is incense in the room, thanking Cao Zhenglan Dou Guishu; There is nothing at home. Tang poetry is a Chinese language.

Haiyan river is clear, and the river is clear; It's sunny, and thousands of trees are blushing.

Xue Mei strives for spring, snowflakes are flying and plum blossoms are beaming; The water is beautiful, the sky is clear and the water is bright.

Cherish clothes and food, not for wealth and happiness; Seek fame and gain, but Dont Ask For Help.

Xue Rui is floating, and the red plum branches are wrapped in jade; The spring breeze is foggy, and the green willow leaves are cut by gold.

The mountain peak is green, a rainbow and an umbrella; Flying over the cliff, half sunny and half cloudy.

The underwater moon is the sky and the moon, and people are in front.

Heaven is a chessboard star, and the sun and the moon win glory

Thunder is the drum flag, and the wind and cloud will meet.