Pastoral ancient poetry

Author: Wang Wei Wang Wei

Pink mixed with rain, and Tang Hong Feng Han xiǔ yǔ y ǔ.

Liu Qing is more smoky. Li ǔ l ǜ Gondayi Joe Young

The flowers have not been swept away, Hu ā Lu ò Ji ā tó ng wè s m: o m: o.

Mount Ti Ying is still sleeping. y ying tíshān kèyóu mián

[Translation of Ancient Poetry]:?

There are still rain beads left on the petals of peach blossoms last night. After the rain, the willows are green and shrouded in morning smoke.

The petals of rain are scattered all over the courtyard, the children haven't got up to clean, the oriole is singing, and the tourists are still sleeping.