Please help me check five poems with monkeys.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, birds fly home on clear lakes and white beaches, leaves fall like the waves of waterfalls, and I watch the long river always roll forward.

The bird's hair is like a white ribbon, perching on the chestnut branches in front of my courtyard. Macaques come to pick up chestnuts in the middle of the night, and a pair of Lin Feiyue.

You came from Xianyang to ask me why I worked so hard. It's not enough to bathe a monkey in the crown, but also to ride a local cow at the east foot.

The tiger listened to the movement of the golden chin, and the monkey offered honey and snow.