A seven-character poem related to reflection

Du Mu Jiang Nanchun

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Wen Tingjun Qingxi

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

Li Bai's Sixteenth Autumn Poem

In autumn, the whole world sheds flowers, collecting fish and leaving water.

His wife, Zhang Xi, got married, reflecting the deep bamboo forest.

Lotus flowers are particularly bright and dazzling in the sun.

Pink peach blossoms set off a white and ruddy face.