Autumn night in the mountains [Tang] Wang Wei stood in the autumn night after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Join the army (4) Wang Changling Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city overlooking Yumenguan. Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, but the loulan is not returned.

Du Fu in Dengdengtang sobbed from the vast sky in the gale, and birds flew home on the clear lake and white beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.

Stone City Yuxi Mountain, Liu Tang, surrounded by the old country, the tide hits the empty city and returns to loneliness. On the east bank of Huaihe River, the ancient cold moon, midnight, peep at the old palace.

Jinse Li Shangyin I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, each with a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

Li Bai, a scholar with difficulty in Shu Dao