Ask for a poem with the word "nothing"

There is nothing to do, but the flowers fall and the geese return.

Endless forests shed leaves one after another; The endless river rolls its waves all the time.

No local accent tastes me, and the bright moon shines on people.

If you plant flowers with your heart, you can't bloom.

Riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals, no one knew it was litchi.

Silently alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard.

No one can hide and climb mountains all day.

Lang Ben doesn't live here, and no one cries and hopes to return.

Those who are still crying can't report to the emperor.

Infinite female, blowing sheng ascended the golden ladder.

Return to the old country in vain, and sing when you get on the horse.

I don't care about a few feet, I trust the bones under the spring.

Leaves fall like the waves of a waterfall, and the Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.

The spring flowers by the river bother me so much that I have to go everywhere.

Fold branches alone, just by the aperture.

People will be ashamed for a long time if they throw lotus seeds into the water for no reason.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown.

Infinitely withered seedlings wither, and the leisurely place is a strange peak.

Married a high-ranking official's husband for no reason, not loving warm incense, but wanting to ascend the throne early.

Don't leave the public for nothing, the imperial city Zhong Xiaoyi Xifeng.

But people can't sleep at night, and the sound of the moon reaches the curtain.

Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely sycamore deep courtyard locks the clear autumn.