Arbor Day poems and ancient poems

Arbor Day verses and ancient poems

If you plant pine and osmanthus in the white head, you will see a forest sooner or later. ——Bai Juyi

He spent money to buy flowers and trees and planted them on the east slope of the city. However, those who buy flowers are not limited to peaches, plums and plums. ——Bai Juyi

Rejuvenate the earth, plant trees, plant poems to inspire future generations, plant trees to love trees, and green our homes. ——Li Hua

Before the general returned from his expedition to the west, disciples from Hunan and Xiang were all over the Tianshan Mountains. Three thousand miles of newly planted willows attract the spring breeze to Yuguan. ——Zuo Zongtang

Dongfeng February Sudi Road, the willow trees among the peach blossoms. ——Su Dongpo

I beg for a hundred peach trees and send them to Huanhua Village before spring. ——Du Fu

More like a child in the world, planting flowers and bamboos randomly to feed the wind and smoke. ——Wang Anshi

The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water flows. Leaning on the stick and firewood at the door, there is a solitary smoke in the ruins. He got drunk again and sang wildly in front of the five willows. ——Wang Wei

Sima Ri of Jiangzhou, when he was the governor of Zhongzhou. Plant pines all over the backyard and willows to shade the front. ——Bai Juyi

Opening up the wilderness in the south, Shou Zhuo returned to the garden, with a square house of more than ten acres, eight or nine thatched houses, elms and willows on the back eaves, and peaches and plums in front of the hall. ——Tao Yuanming

Lao Feng was stationed in Xuzhou, where the trees were lush and green. Whoever chops down my tree will have his head chopped off. ——Feng Yuxiang

The willow branches have been heavily rained, and the pine color is dark with smoke. ——Zhang Wei

The governor of Liuzhou planted trees by the Liujiang River. Talking and laughing become stories, passing by into the past. The drooping shade will cover the ground, and the towering stems will reach the sky. It is good to be a tree that thinks about people, and gradually it is passed on to benefit people. ——Liu Zongyuan

There is a tree in the east of the building, with green smoke blowing from its branches and leaves. I planted the peach tree, and it has been three years since I came here. ——Li Bai

The long thatched eaves are swept clean and free of moss, the flowers and trees are planted by hand, a river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green, and the two mountains are lined with gates to bring green. ——Wang Anshi

The grass and trees in Mengxia are long and the trees are sparse around the house. ——Tao Yuanming

Last year I picked up rubble on Dongpo and planted three hundred feet of yellow mulberry. ——Su Dongpo

The theory of ecological balance is a major issue today. Lin Chou has faith in flowers, and the soil is solid and the water has no mud. Thousands of green hills and mountains surround the surrounding areas, and all kinds of things are present in the surrounding sky. If the whole people work hard to cultivate and plant, the paradise of Eden will come. ——"Dreamies about Arbor Day" Poems about Arbor Day

Poems about Arbor Day

1. "Tree"

Ai Qing

1 Tree, one tree

Standing isolated from each other

Wind and air

Telling their distance

But in Under the cover of soil

Their roots stretch out

In invisible depths

They entangle their roots

2. "Plant a tree"

Plant a tree as far as you can see,

Watch it,

In the spring breeze Germinate in the rain,

grow in the summer rain,

bear fruit in the golden autumn,

breed hope in the cold winter.

Spring blossoms and autumn fruits grow,

trees grow rings,

people grow older.

Plant a tree on the side of the road you must pass,

Not for others, just for yourself.

You need to breathe freely,

You need to rest and enjoy the cool air,

You need blue sky,

You need green inspiration.

No demands,

Only rewards,

This is the green elf.

3. "I need trees"

I need trees, I need strength,

Let people who breathe oxygen enter the year happily.

Planting a big tree is called a substance,

Entering the annual rings and replacement.

On the trail, there is no longer any fear of species loss,

Birds plunge into the setting sun.

I miss the growth process of small trees.

A piece of sunshine, a layer of air, a drop of water,

drives the green vines to shake the spring. Crisp,

Comforting tree species and order.

The little girl seemed to have turned into a water duck,

unable to hold back her surprise.

Deep in the dense forest,

No one can find the original small forest.

There are so many trees, carrying the sun and raising their voices,

The little trees used to call themselves.

Shouting out seeds and rain,

Shouting out people’s moving steps,

Approaching the sky, like a machine of kindness,

He was lifted up by the green and dragged into the small shadow.

4. "I grew up with poplar trees"

Small poplar trees with green leaves.

The wind blows and the sound comes.

Not afraid of the sun, not afraid of wind and rain.

It looks straight and tall.

Children should learn from it.

It’s perseverance.

Love learning, love working,

Be a good and obedient child.

5. "Planting Small Trees"

The spring breeze blows, the flowers smile,

Arbor Day is here.

Plant the tree and water it.

Dad smiled at me.

I will wait until next year to see who planted it.

The little tree grows taller!

6. "Planting Dreams"

In my heart

I plant dreams and will soon reap success

You are in my heart

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Planting hope will soon reap happiness

I am in Hongqiao

You are on the inclined bridge without knowing it

Planting the same tree is called beauty Future

7. "Plant a Life"

Plant a Life

I can't choose the fertility or barrenness of this land

Sunshine The wind and rain are given to you

From now on, you have to endure hardships

Struggling to get your roots into the cracks

I hope you can reach the sky

You may be skinny

You may be plump

How bitter the vicissitudes of life are

But you are silent

Who can understand You have stood for hundreds of years and thousands of years

8. "Where the Big Tree Was Cut Down"

That day, the road surface continued to expand and the crowd swelled.

The moment the big bird flew over,

it was the place where the big tree was cut down

The migrant workers were shouting to work

The rainwater was stolen Growing up.

The sun and the weeds disappeared,

Heading towards unknown heights

The shovel lowered his head again and again,

No catkins were seen flying

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Where the big tree was cut down

I saw the cold moonlight, the green of life

Falling into the pond with an irresistible sound

Pedestrians walked into the streets and alleys,

No one seemed to care about death

The traffic flow was as restless as a steel wall.

Wrapping people indifferently without knowing their whereabouts

The light rain in the village shed tears gently

An inexplicable sentence soared in the air.

9. "Back against the Big Tree"

From the wet hands of March

We took over a day

Take over the hoe , shovels

and bundles of saplings

Then, walk to the fields and barren slopes

where annual forms are planted

Also planted with the true desire in the heart

Let the loess stop being lost

Let the wind and sand stop the wandering wings

Let the exposed rocks

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We live by the water, the beautiful trees are green

With our backs against the big trees, we fall in love

Spend the most beautiful time in our lives Time

10. "Tree"

Maybe we will meet once

We are all trees on the roadside

The leaves have fallen

Nor will we get into the wind

We still have a chance to bloom

Not as a certificate of the season

Because after that

A winter

separated us forever

11. "Two Flowers"

Two flowers were stuck to the wind Inside,

Whose ear am I being attached to?

The windlass, the waterwheel, the big house are spinning in the wind

The brim of the hat looks like a flower, many Water particles emitting light

Suddenly two children came to the small garden

They were planting trees with their small shovels

It was like rolling two naughty donkeys< /p>

The water was filled in a large tank.

Suddenly it ran to the child and breathed excitedly.

I thought of a child named Xiao Mei

One day she was sitting quietly on a hay cart

patting the yellow straw, and another child walked by

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Take away the scent of maltose

Run to the field at dusk and weigh your feet

Blow on the spring seedlings.

12. "Written on Arbor Day"

I am a tree

Planted on your slope

I thought it was okay The green mountains never grow old

And the snow turned white

The spring, the stream

And the trickling lovesickness

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I thought I could be quiet

Reflecting the flowers blooming and falling

And you drifted by in a gust of wind

Wrinkling a pool of sorrow

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13. "Arbor Day"

March 12

Arbor Day

A day when all the people build trees

Provincial leaders want to inspect

City and county leaders attach great importance

Rural leaders are busy

In the fields by the roadside

A car comes Cart saplings

Groups of villagers

Plant saplings straight

Fifty years ago

Only trees planted during Arbor Day

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China should be full of green

But where are the trees?

This year, it’s Arbor Day again

Provincial leaders want to inspect

City and county leaders attach great importance to it

Rural leaders are busy again

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14. "Fantasy of Arbor Day"

March 12th

Plant a green tree beside the ditch in the wasteland of the river bank< /p>

Plant a beautiful wish

From now on

There will be a green hope

Growing upward with the little tree

Let a young life

stand upright and upright

That is the mood we imagine

Waving green wings to the sun< /p>

Let the golden sunshine

Give beautiful wishes to the little trees

Look at the little trees we planted one by one

Give The earth is dressed in green attire

Let Mother Earth’s skin be more plump

No longer eroded by violent storms

Let our little trees be dressed in lush thoughts

Flowers bloom and the fragrance of singing

Let the joy of the bird build its nest in the small tree

The joyful atmosphere is on the green leaves of the small tree Playing and singing

We breathe the air dyed green by young leaves

The abundant fruits are dotted on the branches

The elegant fruity fragrance intoxicates our lives. Hearty

The beautiful land is filled with the power of poetry and painting

On March 8, we plant trees with hope

Plant beauty and greenery

The scene of planting fruitful fruits

Planting the fragrance of fruits

What you can see is all the vitality

Let’s see how we plant one with our own hands Plant a beautiful fairy tale world

Let’s plant trees to plant a happy future for both body and mind

Plant a scenery that is spring all year round

15. " Arbor Day for two people"

Spring is coming

The east wind blows on the cheeks

A little rough from warm to cold

Like father's hands

The field that has been tended all my life

Begins to be in trouble

The father who refuses to admit defeat

He is old and tired

Plant a tree

Don’t miss it

Put aside the chores of the plan

Get rid of the fatigue of the week

Accompany your father Plant a tree

While there is still time like this

A few tree holes

It has already made me a little tired

Look at my father

Dear

Even though I shed sweat

My face is still so determined

Square and deep

Sharp edges

Every Everything is so standard

No one asked for it

No one accepted it

Still not relaxed

Meticulous

Father

These tree pits

are just like you

Simple and square

And these

Has been integrated into my life

Urging me to make progress

Accompanying me to move forward

The setting sun hangs on the mountain

The figures are scattered

Rows of saplings

Stretching in the spring breeze

My hands are full of blood blisters

Young skin

It’s been a long time since farm work

Can’t stand the heavy grinding

My father’s calluses

are the years of my life

Hardened

Silent explanation

Arbor Day for two people

A spiritual inheritance and fusion

Father

You are The fountain of my life

The moving river

The gurgling pulse

The endless flow of ancient poems. Sad poems. Ancient poems expressing grief

1. The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. ——Feng Yansi's "Visiting Kinmen: The Wind Rises"

2. The poet has a spirit and should recognize me. I have no master but pity you. ——Wen Tingyun's "Passing Chen Lin's Tomb"

3. Going upstairs alone, the green mountains are far away outside the building. ——Cheng Gai's "Businessman: Climbing Up the Floor Alone"

4. After a long separation, we remember each other, where did the lonely boat come from? ——Liu Changqing's "Happy Li Han Zhi Yue Zhi"

5. The water and sky are the same color for thousands of miles, and you can see the solitary Hong Ming disappearing. ——Zhu Dunru "Good things are coming soon·Shake your head and leave the world of mortals"

6. Recalling the Qinguan Pass alone at night, I listened to the bell but did not sleep as a guest. ——Wei Yingwu's "Xixi Xuyi County"

7. Take off your clothes in exchange for Shangshan wine, and laugh at Li Sao alone. ——Wang Yucheng, "Drinking Alone on Tomb-Sweeping Day"

8. The isolated city is backed by cold mountains and horns are blowing, and there is a single tree near the river where boats are moored at night. ——Liu Changqing "Looking at the Yueyang from Xiakou to Parrot Island at dusk..."

9. The crane is far away from the lonely island, and the cicadas are shuffling across the other branches. ——Fang Qian's "Traveling to Yangzhou and Living in Hao's Forest Pavilion"

10. Running through the sand and snow makes me laugh, looking east and west to get lost in the road. ——Wei Yingwu's "Tiaoxiao Ling·Hu Ma"

11. The sorrow and hatred can be returned alone, and the rugged experience is like a song. ——Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields Part 5"

12. What a fine thing about being straight and straight! Can bridges in danger be exempted from assistance? The maples in the distant mountains are pale, and the wheat in the dilapidated house is lonely beside it. —— Yang Wanli's "Cold Food on the Tomb"

13. The old capital is surrounded by grass, looking towards the Changhuai River, still surrounding the lonely city. ——Ye Mengde's "Eight Sounds Ganzhou·Shouyang Tower Bagong Mountain"

14. The broken lamp and lonely pillow are dreaming, and the gentle waves are blowing in the wind. ——Xu Changtu's "Linjiang Fairy·Drinking and leaving the pavilion to the west"

15. Withered poplars and dead poplars, I am alone, and I live alone at seventy. ——Li Bai's "Pheasant Flying to the Morning"

16. Occasionally painted a small red peach, apricot color, leisurely and elegant, with the remaining solitary and thin snowy appearance. —— Su Shi's "Youth Travel: Ode to Red Plum Blossoms"

17. Finally, I can't see you alone, and I know that I shed tears in vain. ——Li Bai's "Single No See"

18. I saw two kingfishers from the side, nesting in the three-bead tree. ——Zhang Jiuling's "Feelings of Encounter: Coming from the Lonely Honghai Sea"

19. When I come to the river, the scenery is twilight, and the cold smoke falls alone. ——Li Bai's "Master Xun Yong Resides in Seclusion"

20. Bowing his head and sighing alone, no one can explain this sigh. ——Bai Juyi's "Buying Flowers"

21. I want to wear a ring and return on a moonlit night, turning into this lonely flower. ——Jiang Kui's "Sparse Shadows·Moss Branches Decorated with Jade"

22. When you sleep alone, your feelings are quiet, so there is no better way to express your worries.

—— Nalan Xingde's "Visiting the Golden Gate·Wind Silk" Lyrical Ancient Poems

1. Begin to believe in the art of peace and health, and you will have a good health year. Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Lone Island in the River"

2. It has only been seven days since spring, and it has been two years since I left home. Xue Daoheng's "People Think of Returning Every Day"

3. If you want to stay young, you will have to stay in spring for a while. Zhu Shuzhen's "Die Lian Hua Sending Spring"

4. Spring thoughts are chaotic and Fang is heartbroken. Huihong's "Thousand Years Old and Half of the Screen"

5. Taoists are not here to make people laugh, Zhou Qing and Kong Sizheng are pursuing it. Wang Zhenbai's "One of Two White Deer Cave Poems"

6. It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. I don't know who I am with. Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha and Drinking Wine to the East Wind"

7. The worries of the two elders from Jiangnan are all in their hearts when they have been sleeping for ten years. Xu Zaisi's "Water Fairy Night Rain"

8. Partial hatred, young people throwing away, looking at each other in shame, embroidered quilt piled with red and not enough. Yin E's "The wind is blowing"

9. The sunset is leisurely and the autumn light is old, full of thoughts of separation. Liu Yong's "A Young Man's Journey to the Baling Bridge with Misty Trees"

10. Scraping up books means cherishing your eyes, and burning them will be with the years. Liu Yuxi's "Instructions on Rewarding Lotte and Ying Lao"

11. Crossing the distance outside Jingmen, I came to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen Gate"

12. If you don't follow the Central Plains, you will think about it and become desolate. Lu Benzhong's "Nangezi Yi Road invades the slanting moon"

13. Everyone on the ridge has his own thoughts and regrets, and the sun and the moon are driving the snow all over the mountain. Huang Tingjian's "Zi Yuan Ming Yun Zhi Zi You"

14. Riding an ox far past Qian Village, the piccolo was playing across the long distance. Huang Tingjian's "Poem of a Shepherd Boy"

15. Asking about the spring scenery by the lake, it will be three years again. Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Xijiang Moon Asking about the Spring Scenery by the Lake"

16. The frost wiped out the reed flowers and wet their clothes with tears, and the white heads no longer leaned against the firewood leaf. Yu Gong's "Missing Mother"

17. Even though the bright moon shines brightly, I miss each other thousands of miles apart. He Zhu's "The Lovesickness of the Qin Tune Leads Fan Dianjian to Huanggang"

18. Tonight, when the moon is bright, everyone is looking around, and I don't know whose home the autumn thoughts are falling. Wang Jian's "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night and Mailing it to Doctor Du"

19. Er Yunweng bought it without money, but he has been deceived for thousands of years by taking credit. "Selling Dementia Poems" by Fan Chengda

20. This year I am most hasty about flowers. I seem to hate each other when we meet, and I feel sad and haggard. Zhou Bangyan's "Plum Blossoms on Small Stones"

21. Young people are more sentimental during the festival, but who knows how sad they will be when they grow old. Yin Yaofan's "Dragon Boat Festival"

22. Looking at the light with sorrow, Lian Juan's eyebrows are gathered in thought. Liu Yun's "Threading the Needle on Chinese Valentine's Day"

23. The boy at home was sweeping the diary path and met with an old friend yesterday. Qian Qi's "Taniguchi Study Sends to Yang Buque"

24. Even though I don't have it when I look up, I feel like I am in my old mountain when I think about it. Fang Qian's "Traveling to Yangzhou and Living in Hao's Forest Pavilion"

25. I have been alone for ten years, and I was forced to move to live in a tree. Du Fu's "Sufu"

26. What used to be Hengbomu is now a fountain of tears. Li Bai's "Two of Three Sauvignon Blancs"

27. The big tree has no branches and faces the north wind, and weep for the hero after ten years of regret. Gao Qi's "The Tomb of King Diao Yue"

28. The shepherd boy returns and crosses the ox's back, playing the piccolo without any tune. Lei Zhen's "Village Evening"

29. Time flies by and cannot be retained, and the stars on the temples are already tweezed. Wu Yuan's "Niannujiao, I Come to Niuzhu"

30. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. Wangwan "Under the Cibeigu Mountain"

31. After the floating clouds parted, the flowing water lasted for ten years. Wei Yingwu's "Happy Meeting with Old Friends from Liangchuan on the Huai River"

32. One inch of loyalty is to serve the country, two lines of clear tears are for missing relatives. Yu Qian's "Reminiscences of the Beginning of Spring"

33. A young man's worries should be taken care of by the clouds. Who can think of the cold and sit there groaning? Li He's "To the Wine Shop"

34. Read more than ten thousand volumes, and write like a god. Du Fu's "Twenty-two Rhymes Presented to Wei Zuocheng"

35. When the east wind blows in Zifu at night. He Zhu "Si Yue Ren Zi Mansion When the East Wind blows at night"

36. Sighing that cyanotic wisps are floating, it is difficult to tie up the thoughts. Wang Yisun's "Flowers and Mossed Plum Blossoms"

37. The red powder is like a weak willow hanging down, and the golden flower wax wine relieves the fermentation. "Two Spring Thoughts" by Jia Zhi

38. I used to lament that there was no Li Mu back then, but now I know that there is Yiwu on the left side of the Yangtze River. Chen Liang's "Two Poems of Sending Wenzi to Cao Jiangdong"

39. It's hard to think about a lover.

Yan Jidao "Huanxi Sha leisurely playing with the strings of the zither and lazily tying the skirt"

40. However, the thousand-year-old leaves are often offered as Wannian cups. Zhao Yanzhao "On the day of Fenghe, I gave the ministers cypress leaves to make the system"

41. The eagles and the dogs are idle, and the white feathers are picking up the carved bows. He Zhu's "The Chivalrous Young Man of the Six Prefectures"

42. In a place where homesickness breaks my heart, birds are singing in the red hibiscus flowers. Li Deyu's "Relegation to Lingnan Road"

43. Sighing on the worries of the past ten years, I can't help but rest. Wu Qian's "The Pavilion of King Teng of Yuzhang in Red Rivers"

44. Three thousand years have passed, but the crows are still there, and the autumn trees are silent and tired. Wu Wenying's "Qi Tianle and Feng Shenju Climb Yuling"

45. The love for old friends is heavy, but the traces are sparse in young people. Bai Juyi's "Ode to the Elderly and Gifts of Dreams"

46. Bingma Sanhe, a young guest, a rough man, was drunk and shooting vultures in the oak forest. Chen Weisong's "Nanxiangzi on Xingzhou Road"

47. I don't know how long it will take for me to return home with you? Wei Chengqing's "Poetry of Ode to Wild Geese in Nanzhong"

48. I remember when the grass was flying, and the iron robes were all covered with monk's clothes. Huang Chao's "Self-Inscribed Portrait"

49. The candles are bright and fragrant, and the paintings are deep in the dark hall. The green frost on the temples and the lingering snow are hard to bear. Li Yu's "The Poppy Wind Returns to the Small Courtyard and the Greenery"

50. The spring breeze brings the whole country to cut the palace brocade, half of it is made of mud and half of it is made of sail. Li Shangyin's "Sui Palace"

51. The flowers have fallen, the children have not been swept away, the orioles are singing, and the mountain guests are still sleeping. Wang Wei's "Six of Seven Pastoral Music Songs"

52. The days are as long as the years, and you can only wake up when you are idle, and the things are as big as the mountains and you have to rest when you are drunk. Lu You's "Autumn Thoughts"

53. After three years of being banished to an official position, it is too late to live here, and only the guests of Chu will be left feeling sad throughout the ages. Liu Changqing's "Passing Jia Yi's House in Changsha"

54. I can't write it as a book, I can only send it to express my love. Zhang Yan's "Jie Lian Lian Lone Goose"

55. When you are lonely in Buddhism, you miss your home, and you bid farewell to Jiuhua under the cloud house. Jin Ji Zang's "Sending the Boy Down the Mountain"

56. Yesterday, the neighbor begged for a new fire, and he was given a reading lamp at Xiaochuang. Wang Yucheng's "Qingming"

57. Luo Wei cries in autumn in Jinjinglan, and the frost is desolate and the mat is cold. Li Bai's "Long Acacia Part 1"

58. It takes three days to test the jade, and seven years to identify the material. Bai Juyi's "Third of Five Fangyan Poems"

59. Bamboo branches, mottled bamboo branches, stained with tears to express lovesickness. Liu Yuxi's "The Bamboo Branches of the God of Xiaoxiang"

60. The black ape cries at sunset in a different place, and the white geese come before the frost in the old country. Du Fu's "One of Five Poems in Nine Days"

61. People and affairs have their own meaning today, and cold flowers only serve as the incense of last year. Chen Shidao's "Ciyun Li Jietui Climbs Nanshan in Nine Days"

62. The sun is gone and the flowers are full of smoke, and the moon is bright and I can't sleep. Li Bai's "Two of Three Sauvignon Blancs"

63. Last year, the wild geese returned home after leaving last year, but tonight the tailor's fireflies have flown away. Zhang Hong's "Girlfriend's Grudge"

64. Lovesickness regardless of age, I call Wuwa City for wine. Wu Wenying's "The fragrance of lychees sends people off to visit Nanxu"

65. The two words of fame and fame are often looked at in the mirror, and they will not spare the white-haired stars. Zhang Kejiu's "Autumn Embrace of Universal Joy"

66. The ruthless bright moon returns to dreams with love, and we go to the secluded boudoir together. Liu Ji's "Autumn Thoughts with Beautiful Eyes"

67. Yuan Hao's bones are left empty in the past, and his mind is strong enough to go to Li Lingtai. Li Mengyang "Sitting in the Rain in Summer City"

68. There was peace in the past, and the mountains and forests lasted for twenty years. Yuan Jie's "The Thief Retreats to Show the Officials"

69. The beautiful lady will be good every year, show off her beauty, and win today. Han Huang's "Big Night on the High Balcony"

70. Sighing that it is difficult to imitate a painting, I think about it in Jucun, I have an appointment in Licoi, and I am in a fishing house in Shunzhou. Wu Wenying's "One Inch of Golden Autumn Feeling"

71. A single hand on the spot, after all, I will return my ten thousand husbands. Chen Liang's "Shuidiao Getou Sends Zhang Demao's Envoy to the Captives"

72. He leaps on horseback to Chang'an City every year. Liu Kezhuang's "Spring Opera in the Jade House"

73. I remember last year on this eve, we were drinking wine in the pavilion, and the moonlight clouds came and went. Wen Zhengming's "Nian Nujiao to the Moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival"