1. Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep. ——"Two Quatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

2. Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and roaring loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine. ——"Zhuli Pavilion" Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty

3. An old friend invited me to Tian's house with chicken and millet. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside. Open a pavilion to enjoy the scene, drink and talk about mulberry and hemp. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums. ——"Passing the Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

4. The cold mountains turn green, and the autumn water gurgls. Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, I listen to the evening cicadas in the wind. The sun is setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins. In the summer time, the father-in-law was drunk and sang wildly in front of the five willow trees. ——"Wangchuan Leisurely Presents Pei Xiucaidi" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

5. Birds nostalgic for the old forest, fish in the pond miss the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses. There are elms and willows behind the starlings, and peaches and plums in front of the hall. ——"Returning to the Garden and Living in One" Song Dynasty Tao Yuanming

6. Jia Yi was relegated in three years, and his class surpassed that of Wanli Hou. Like holding a white calf and drinking water from a clear stream. ——"Pastoral Words" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

7. No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. ——"Lu Chai" Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty

8. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay. ——"Dwelling in the Mountains in Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty