The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet. (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers continue, and cities are full of spring grass and trees. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")

No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. (Chai Lu by Wang Wei)

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. (Guan Shanyue of Li Bai)

You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. (Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain)

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. (Tao Yuanming's "Tian Yuan Tian Ju")

Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. (Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi Mouth Wall")

I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. (Su Shi's topic Xilin wall)

The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs)

The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")

White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. (Luo "Singing Goose")

The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)

The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi's "Zhi Zhu Ci")

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan")

Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness.

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")