What's going on in the mountains? Songhua makes wine and spring water makes tea. ——Zhang Kejiu, "The Full Moon: Calligraphy in the Mountains"

Then fold a wider lotus leaf, wrap it with a piece of moonlight, and put it back in a Tang poem. It will be flat, like pressed lovesickness. . ——Yu Guangzhong "Under the Full Moon"

When the gorgeous leaves fall away, the veins of life can be clearly seen. ——Neruda, "In Time Like Water"

The white horse is blocked by the autumn wind, and the apricot blossoms and spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River. ——Xu Beihong

Sunshine’s wine is very light but very mellow. It is poured lightly into each small cup-shaped wild flower. ——Zhang Xiaofeng "One by One Wind and Lotus Lift"

The clouds that float into my life will no longer pour rain or cause storms, but will only add color to my dusk sky. —— Tagore's "Birds"

When I turn around, my hair is black and blown by the wind, but when I look back, my hair is covered with snow. ——Yu Guangzhong

But when the west wind will come, I don’t know how secretly it changes in the passing years. ——Su Shi's "Song of the Cave Immortal: Ice Muscle and Jade Bone"

The moonlight leaked under the forest, and it was as sparse as residual snow. ——Zhang Dai's "Memories of Tao'an Dreams·Volume 1·Jinshan Night Play"

The sparse shadows are slanting, reflecting the clear and shallow West Lake in the distance; the faint fragrance floats, accompanying the moon and dusk. ——Zhang Dai's "A Narrative of Planting Plum Blossoms in Bugu Mountain"

Two waters sandwich a bright mirror, and a rainbow falls on a pair of bridges. The crowds are cold, the orange and pomelo trees are blooming, and the autumn colors are like the old sycamore trees.

——Li Bai's "Autumn Climbing Xuancheng Xie_Bei Tower"