It's stormy, with landslides and ground fissures. It's dark and gloomy in into the badlands. It's stormy and stormy. It's freezing and freezing. Nothing grows. It's deserted. It's surrounded by people. It's cold and hungry. It's a backwater. Desolate and desolate

1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan

2. Frosty leaves are red in February flowers

3. The sky is drizzly and crisp

4. blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees

5. It is good to know the rainy season, when spring comes

6. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things quietly

7. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence. Half the river is rustling and half the river is red

11. Poor third night in September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow

11. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only in this mountain.

12. The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is empty, but I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky

13. lu Mountain stands beside the Southern Dipper, in clouds reaching silken like a nine-panelled screen, with its shadows in a crystal lake deepening the green water, the Golden Gate opens into two mountain-ranges, a silver stream is hanging down to three stone bridges, within sight of the mighty Tripod Falls and Cliff Stack.

14. made brook and mountain green and purple, brightening everything

15. over the quiet marsh-land flies a white egret, and mango-birds are singing in the full summer trees

16. in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand

17. thin pine-shadows brush the outdoor pulpit, and grasses blow their fragrance into my little cave

18. Lonely grass grows by the stream, and there are orioles singing in the trees

19. There are wild flowers at the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Lane is oblique <