1. The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the mood of spring is fading. ——Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"

2. The heavy snow weighs on the green pine trees, and the green pine trees are tall and straight. ——Chen Yi's "Green Pine"

3. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. ——Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling"

4. The setting sun on the city is mournful, the pond in Shen Garden is no longer the old one, the spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and the shadow of the startled grandson once came. ——Lu You's "Two Poems of Shen Yuan"

5. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. ——Yang Wanli "Walking off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn"

6. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches. ——Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri"

7. Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly. ——Su Shi's "Ding Feng Bo·March 7th"

8. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. ——Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"

9. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. ——Du Fu's "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night"

10. The hills overlap and the golden light disappears, and the clouds on the temples want to cover the fragrant snow on the cheeks. ——Wen Tingyun "Bodhisattva Man·The hills overlap and the golden light disappears"

11. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. ——Li Bai "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain"

12. Kyushu relies on wind and thunder for its anger, and it is sad that thousands of horses are silent. ——Gong Zizhen's "Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai·Two Hundred and Twenty"

13. The courtyard is empty and empty like accumulated water, with algae and waterlilies intersecting in the water, covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. ——Su Shi's "Night Tour of Chengtian Temple"

14. The grass is long and the orioles are flying in February, and the willows are brushing against the embankment and drunk with the spring smoke. ——Gao Ding's "Village Residence"

15. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. ——Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn"

16. As we travel further and further away, there are no more books, and I wonder where the fish will sink in the vast water.

——Ouyang Xiu's "Jade House Spring: After Farewell, I Don't Know How Far Is You"