Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse".
Half a roll of the red flag is near the Yi River, and the frost and cold can't be heard. -Li He's Wild Goose Gate
When I sit here and watch a fisherman throw fish, I feel like a fish. -Meng Haoran's A Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang.
The path of the Wu Palace is crooked, and the golden clothes are old and dusty. -Li Bai's "Climbing the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing"
There are many talented children in Jiangdong, but it is still unknown whether they can make a comeback. -Du Mu's Wujiang Pavilion
I took the fairy pill, got rid of the troubles in the world, and achieved my goal before the third performance of the pipa. -Li Bai's review of Lu Xuzhou in Song of Lushan Mountain
There is not much way from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . -Li Shangyin "Untitled".
On a snowy night, the boat crossed Guazhou, and the iron horse dispersed in the autumn wind. -Lu You's book Anger.
In the old society, Wang thanked Yan and flew into the homes of ordinary people.
When the east wind doesn't follow, Tongquetai locks Er Qiao in spring. -Tu Mu's Red Cliff.
Thinking of Ling Du's dream, the geese returned to the pond full of enthusiasm. -Wen Tingyun's "Good Beginnings"
There was no one in the past, but today the water is still cold. -Luo "Xiao Shui Farewell"
A long time ago, the place where the Yellow Crane carried the saints to heaven is now only the Yellow Crane Tower. -Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower.
I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. -Li Qingzhao quatrains