The eternal famous sayings about describing scenery are as follows:

1. They are all colorless, but what is the fragrance? ——Li Shangyin's "Lotus"

2. The road ends with white clouds, and the spring and green streams grow. ——Liu Xu's "Que Ti"

3. The rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed behind closed doors. ——Li Chongyuan's "Recalling Wangsun's Spring Poems"

4. Sitting alone in the Mingyue Tower. ——Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe·Nostalgia"

5. On a bright moonlit night, Nanlang's songs move Hanchuan. ——Li Bai's "Qiupu Song"

6. The beautiful scenery is full of spring, and the clear clouds are the first of summer. ——Wang Sengru's "The Banquet"

7. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. ——Li Bai's "Guanshan Moon"

8. The wind blows the lotus leaves, and the luxuriant leaves return to the west and return to the east. ——Meng Jiao's "Three Yuefu Poems"

9. The beauty is in the colorful clouds, and I want to give it to the distant sky. ——Li Bai's "If you break the lotus, you will get a gift"

10. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upward. ——Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn"

11. It's still the best road beside the willows, and there is nothing to do in the spring breeze. ——Meng Jiao's "Three Yuefu Poems"

12. Lovesickness has no cause, and I look forward to the cool breeze in despair. ——Li Bai's "If you break the lotus, you will receive a gift"

13. The green cover is half a pole with new rain, and the red fragrance is a little refreshing. ——Song Boren's "Lotus"

14. If I didn't know it, it would be gone, but I still love you and believe in it! ——Qu Yuan's "Li Sao"

15. Join hands in Ouhua Lake and hit the road. ——Zhu Shuzhen's "Qingpingle·Summer Lake Tour"

16. It's snowing in the evening, but I can't drink a cup. ——Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteenth"

17. Thinking of Du Ling's dream, the geese filled the pond. ——Wen Tingyun's "Morning Journey to Shangshan"

18. The fire trees and silver flowers are closing, and the iron locks of the star bridge are opening. ——Su Weiwei's "The Fifteenth Night of the First Month"

19. The wind is strong and the sky is high. The ape whistles in mourning, and the white bird flies back from the clear sand in Zhugong. ——Du Fu's "Ascend the High"

20. After returning home and having a good meal, I lie down under the moonlight without taking off my coir raincoat.

——Lu Yan's "Shepherd Boy"