Year: Song Author: Li Mixun

The park is more than ten acres, and the sun is also interesting.

The floating yin has not been fully harvested, and the fine sand has won.

Sticks and quinoa walk side by side, and childlike innocence leaves the crown.

Dead fish swim, dead chrysanthemums drink dew.

Change something at different times, caress my chest and worry about it.

Have a good rest and plant melons and taro.

2. "Self-chanting"

Year: Song Author: Cai Shen

Everything is upside down, but benevolence can be relied on.

How much wealth, less grass to return.

The Ruzi House is still there, which makes the park no longer.

Hesitate whether to go or not, for fear of violating your heart.

3. 【 Title Cui Duan Park Forest 】

[Don] Li Duan.

Staff sergeant loves the brightness and opens the door of cuiwei. Hold the harp and watch the crane go and wait for the cloud to return. Sitting on a moss-covered outdoor mat, sleeping on bamboo with clothes hanging. Looking at the old Shandong, melancholy flowers fly at dusk.