The following poems all praise the beauty of nature:
1. Everywhere is a poetic scene, and at any time there are things of splendor - Song . Zhang Daoqia's "Ridge of Plums"
2. Flowers fly everywhere in the spring city - Tang Dynasty. Han Hong's "Cold Food"
3. Wang Anshi's "Song of Manna"
4. The green poplars and smoke, the cold of dawn, the red apricot branches of spring - Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring"
5. Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring"
5. The spring color of the garden can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall - Song. Ye Shao-weng, "The Garden is not worth it"
6. Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"
7. The flowers of the river are red hot at sunrise, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring--Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi "Remembering the South of the River"
8. Green ten thousand branches of red a little, moving spring color need not be more - Song. Wang Anshi "Pomegranate Flower"
9. Small buildings listen to the spring rain one night, deep alleys sell apricot blossoms in the morning - Song. Lu You "Spring Rain in Lin'an"
10. Shadows across the slanting water is clear and shallow, dark fragrance floating moon dusk - Song. Lin Bu "Mountain Garden Plum"
11. City of peaches and plums worried about the wind and rain, spring at the head of the stream chestnut flowers - Song. Xin Qiji "Partridge Sky. The spring breeze does not solve the ban on poplar flowers, Mengmeng chaotic fluttering pedestrians face - Song. Yanshu's "Treading on the Shakespeare Row"
13.In February and March of Yangchun, the grass is the same color as the water--Jin. The ancient music dictionary "Meng Zhu"
14. Jiangnan February more grass, spring in the drizzle - Song. Shi Zhongshi's "Absolute Verse"
15. The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are differently red--Song. Yang Wanli, "Seeing off Lin Zifang at the Temple of Pure Ci in the Morning"
16. Yan Shu's "The Sand of Raccoon Brook"
17. Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemums
18. The forest is full of new greenery, and the small buds have a few spots of red - Jin. Yuan Haoqian, "With the children of the unopened begonias"
19. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the Yangtze River, when will the bright moon shine on my return?
19. Wang Anshi, "Mooring at Guazhou"
20! --The Lotus Leaves are so many! - Han Lefu Folk Song "Jiangnan"
21. Yang Wanli's "Small Pond"
22. The first sun on the leaves is drying the rain, the water is clear and round, and the wind is lifting the lotus - Song. Zhou Bangyan "Su Mou Zhi"
23. I don't know who cuts out the fine leaves, the February spring breeze is like scissors -- Tang. He Zhizhang, "Wing Willow"
24. Du Mu's "Walking in the Mountains"
25. Su Shi "Butterfly Lovers"
26. Wildfire is inexhaustible, spring breeze blows again - Tang. Bai Juyi's "Fugitive Grass" (赋得古原草送别)
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28. The sound of wind and rain at night, the flowers fall to know how much!
28. Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn"
29. Cicadas noise the forest over quiet, birdsong mountain more secluded. --Southern Dynasty. Liang. Wang Ji "Into the Ruoye Stream"
30. The river is blue and the birds are more than white, the mountains are green and the flowers want to be - Tang Dynasty. Du Fu's "Two Absolutes"
31. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck is the first to know the warmth of the water in the spring river - Song Dynasty. Su Shi, "Evening Scene on the Spring River in Huichong"
32. Bai Juyi, "Spring Walk on Qiantang Lake"
33. Nymphs see y, dragonflies fly - Tang Dynasty. Du Fu's "Two Songs of Qujiang River"
34. A crane in the clear sky rows up clouds, and it leads the poetic feelings to the blue night--Tang Dynasty. Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Words"
2. Poems Praising the Beautiful Scenery of Nature1. Zhang Daoqia's "Ridge of Plums"
2. Flowers Fly Everywhere in the Spring City
3. Han Hong's "Cold Food" 3. Wang Anshi's "Song of Manna" (甘露歌) 4. The green poplars and the smoke are light at dawn, and the red apricot branches are bustling with spring--Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring" (玉楼春) 5. Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring" 5. The spring color of the garden can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall - Song. Ye Shao-weng "not worth it in the garden" 6. Zhu Xi, "Spring Day" 7. The sunrise river flowers are more red than fire, the spring river water is as green as blue - Tang. Bai Juyi "remembering south of the river" 8. green branches of red a little, moving spring color need not be more - Song. Wang Anshi "Pomegranate Blossom" 9. Small buildings listen to spring rain overnight, deep alleys sell apricot blossoms in the morning - Song. Lu You "Spring Rain in Lin'an" 10. Shadows across the shallow water, dark fragrance floating moon dusk - Song. Lin Bu's "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden" (山园小梅)11.城中桃李愁风雨，春在溪头荠菜花--宋. Xin Qiji "Partridge Sky.
The generation of the people Fu" 12. Spring wind does not solve the ban on poplar flowers, Meng Meng chaotic fluttering pedestrians face - Song. Yanshu, "Tapsa Xing" 13. Yangchun February and March, grass and water the same color - Jin. 14. The grass in February in the south of the Yangtze River, spring in the drizzle - Sung. Shih Zhongshi's "Absolute Verse" ("绝句") 15. Yang Wanli, "Seeing off Lin Zifang at the Temple of Pure Ci" (晓出净慈寺送林子方) 16. Yan Shu's "Raccoon River Sand" (浣溪沙)17.不是花中偏爱菊，此花開尽更无花--唐朝. Yuan Zhen's "Chrysanthemums" ("菊花")18.林间新绿一重重，小蕾深藏数点红--金. Yuan Hao Wen's "Unopened Begonia" (同兒辈赋未開開海棠) 19. --When will the bright moon shine on me? Wang Anshi's "Mooring at Guazhou" (泊船瓜洲) 20! --The Han Lefu Folk Song "Jiangnan" 21. The small lotus is only showing its sharp tip, there are dragonflies standing on the head--Song. Yang Wan 53. li "small pool" 22. leaves on the first sun dry overnight rain, the water is clear and round, a wind lotus lift - Song. Zhou Bangyan, "Su Mou Zhi" 23. I don't know who cuts out the fine leaves, but the February spring breeze is like scissors - Tang. He Zhizhang's "Wing Willow" 24. Du Mu's "Walking in the Mountains" (山行) 25. Su Shi, "Butterfly Lovers" 26. Wildfire cannot be eliminated, but it grows again in the spring breeze--Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" (赋得古原草送别) 27. Han Yu's "Early Spring Drizzle" (初春小雨) 28. The wind and rain come at night, and the flowers fall to know how much!
Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn" 29. Cicadas noise in the forest over the quiet, birds chirping more secluded mountains. Liang. Wang Ji "Into the Ruoye Stream" 30. River blue birds more than white, mountain green flowers want to Ran -- Tang. Du Fu's "Two Absolutes" (绝句二首) 31. Peach Blossoms Outside the Bamboo, Three or Two Branches, Ducks First in the Spring River -- Sung Dynasty. Su Shi, "Huichong 78. Evening Scene on the Spring River" (惠崇78)32.乱花渐欲迷人眼，浅草才没马蹄--Tang. Bai Juyi, "Spring Walk on Qiantang Lake" (钱塘湖春行) 33. Nymphs in flowers see y, dragonflies in water fly - Tang Dynasty. Du Fu, "Two Songs of Qujiang River" (曲江二首) 34. A crane in the clear sky rows up the clouds, and it leads the poetic feelings to the blue night--Tang Dynasty. Liu Yuxi, "Autumn Words".
3. Poems about beautiful sceneryA **** two articles, the first one is perhaps a bit long, you can take the useful part of it . The view from the street I am a woman who likes to walk up and down the street in the early morning, enjoying the stillness and tranquility of the city as it wakes up.
Early in the morning, birds chirp and sing in the treetops, and dewdrops glisten in the low bushes. Vehicles on the road are sparse and morning walkers are clad in the glory of the rising sun.
All this is so fresh and fragrant, showing vitality and vigor. I like to look at the street scenery, or myself is also one of the morning scenery, but I always do not feel, the eyes are all the people of the scene.
(a) the corner of the old man pulling the erhu a factory dormitory compound of small door out of the dormitory building more than 1 meter, the door of the wall and the street next to the building between, there is a small horn. In the small nook, stop a neat little tricycle, tricycle on the set of some repair bicycle household goods: cylinders, tires, small toolkit and so on; tricycle before the small wooden bench sat on a neatly dressed old man, every morning when there is no business, he is always in the babbling and pulling an erhu.
Once obsessed with the guitar's low and melodious, also like the saxophone's melodious and majestic. The old man in the early morning corner of the erhu piano, and the felicitous flow in my ears is the age of the wisps of the vicissitudes.
The music-loving old man is using the sound of the piano to remember the past as the water fades away? The old man often pull the tune is blind Bing's "two springs reflecting the moon". Bing's friend Lu Hui once described the scene when Bing played The Two Fountains Reflect the Moon: "The snow drifted down like goose feathers, and the park across the street was piled up with broken rocks and jades.
Bleak and mournful erhu sound, from the street came ...... only to see a pudgy old woman with a small bamboo pole holding a blind man in the park road from east to west, in the dismal light, I vaguely recognized is the Ah Bing couple. Ah Bing with his right hand holding a small bamboo pole, carrying a lute on his back, the erhu hanging on his left shoulder, babbling and whimpering and pulling, in the pattering madness of the flying snow, emitting a mournful curling sound ...... " He Luding once said: "The elegant name of Two Springs Reflecting the Moon is in fact contradicts his music.
Instead of music depicting the scenery of the two springs reflecting the moon, it is more profoundly lyrical about the painful life of the blind Bing himself." Why does this old man also play such sad tunes? How does the old man's heart bear this weight day after day? Does he have the same deep pain in his life as the blind Bing?
I think, hopefully, the old man is not due to the poor family only to the street stalls to repair bicycles, right? What kind of once upon a time, in this gloomy morning sunshine, mournfully chanting! In a depressed morning, I can not help but stop, hot tears, the skin of my face in the early morning cold wind, but also feel a shiver in the slow crawl. The old man looked up at me, passing by him every morning, I should also be what he is used to seeing, right? He put one foot down, the erhu sound heavy up through the door, and then pull out is extremely beautiful melody - Jiangnan famous song "Jasmine": "Good a jasmine flower, good a jasmine flower.
Fragrant and beautiful branches, and fragrant and white people boast ......" It turns out that the "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" can also be used for self-entertainment? I cried and laughed, and fled in the sound of the piano. "I have the heart to pick a wear, and afraid of the next year does not sprout ......" the sound of the erhu, still chasing behind me for a long time.
(B) in the pavilion playing the flute beggar Weather day by day hot, street side leisure plaza pavilion, I do not know from which day, more than a pimply-faced beggar. Dirty long hair, dirty coat, dirty bare shoulders, dirty shorts, all the characteristics of beggars he has.
The difference is that he can play the flute, a clean bamboo flute, in the early morning is always placed in his dirty mouth, breaking through the mist, far away from blowing. Outside the pavilion, three or two wearing white with red morning exercise of the elderly, sword dance, gymnastics, portable tape recorder playing a fast-paced songs.
The beggar closed his eyes and played the flute to himself, blowing the repertoire is clearly the lingering "Liang Zhu". Rainbow miles of hundreds of flowers / flowers between the colorful butterflies into pairs / thousands of years of generations can not be separated / Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai ...... This middle-aged beggar, why do you want to blow every day this bleak to the extreme tune? Because of his presence, I walked away from the gazebo, but "Liang Zhu" is my extremely favorite tune, and he blew a very subtle, full of sad emotions.
The old man's easy music always cover his bamboo flute sound, lingering "Liang Zhu" flute sound like a little rolling dewdrops, fine and cool from my ears into, clear and cold in the bottom of my heart, the bleak and tragic filling my thoughts. O this tortured music, this inexplicable beggar! A windy morning made me have a close contact with that beggar.
A butterfly, lying on the road I was traveling, held my hurried feet. A big old butterfly, once colorful now like yellow leaves withered.
Years old butterfly Oh, the wind blew it down on the land, can no longer fly up, futilely flapping the powerless wings. The cloudy sky, the late spring morning so gloomy, pedestrians and morning walkers are few, they are also too far away from here, no one can help me, only the beggar is closer to me.
I know I should pick up the old butterfly and put it on the grass or a branch to avoid its fate of being trampled on, but I'm a little woman who doesn't dare to catch any kununyuns or small animals with her hands, so who will come to my rescue? Only this beggar who is still blowing "Liang Zhu" with his eyes closed. "Hey, you, you, please come here.
Do me a favor, will you?" I shouted loudly. Finally, he understood that I was calling him, put down the bamboo flute, got up sluggishly, and hesitantly walked towards me.
Just then, from the building down the street, a fat old woman came out in a gust of wind. She overtook me with a quick step, and her feet, which were wearing leather shoes, stepped on the old butterfly's body without any qualms, and even swirled heavily with the soles of her shoes on purpose.
"Ah!" A cry of misery erupted from the bottom of my heart. "I thought it was a rhubarb leaf."
The fat woman looked into my flaming eyes and stopped to explain. If you know is stepping on something, why do you step down so heavy? Is it possible that fallen leaves can be trampled at will? I can not bear to look at the old butterfly debris.
Standing dumbly on the side of the beggar, eyes gradually pan.
4. Poems celebrating the beauty of the sceneryNot cold and not warm flowers, make up the West Lake like Xishi.
The flowers of the Southland are like embroidery in spring, and the water of the West Lake is like oil after the rain. -- "happy spring to come" Yuan Cao Mingshan
Jiangnan in the spring is beautiful, the wind is very soft, the air is very fresh, the sun is very warm; wheat seedlings in the fields like a sea, the starry villages are not sunken boat, crisscrossed by the curved river, the river willow spit out the shoots, reed edge drilling out put when through the green; the river in the calm water, woke up from the winter's vegetation, was nature's The river's calm water, awakened from the winter's purity, by nature's colorful dress green and green.
Spring has come, everything is recovering, the willow tree drew out her tender and weak branches. Today it is raining again, drizzling, Xuanwu Lake rows of willow trees hidden in a blanket of rain, gradually disappeared in the fog.
The East Pavilion official is a skillful portrait, and the West Lake virgins are wonderful.
The climate of the plateau is so unpredictable. Suddenly it is happy, suddenly it is angry; suddenly it is full of wind, suddenly it is calm and motionless.
The spring on the plateau is as short as a rabbit's tail, a flash will disappear.
A few early warblers compete for the warmth of the tree, who is the new swallow pecking the spring mud.
The road to the mountains, the boat in front of the green water.
The West Lake is the best place to be, and the East Lake is the best place to be.
The flowers are all over the place, and it takes shallow grass to make a horse's hooves disappear.
The falling rain, like a hazy smoke, covers the Huaihe River plain that stretches for thousands of miles.
Autumn light stacked overlap again and again, sneak degree sneak move three paths in the fall, there is no spring colorful flowers, there is no summer lush unusual green trees, there is no winter flurry of snowflakes, but in the fall there are fruitful fruit trees, bring people the joy of a good harvest, everywhere is the melon and fruit all over the place!
People idle osmanthus fall, night quiet spring mountain empty. The moon is out and the birds are singing in the spring stream. Wang Wei - "Birdsong Stream"
The trees are growing, the grass is abundant. Autumn winds are sluggish, and the flood waves are rising. The spring girl is so sunny that she squints her eyes. The new green leaves and the mist and smoke of the fields are like her clothes. Along with her spring pace, the green grass, breaking out of the ground, simply to stand out of the top of the foot.
The boundless plains are flat and vast, like a huge dark green emerald disk, vast and vast, the spirit of the people.
New Clear Field View New Clear Field is open, and there is no atmosphere of dirt in the extreme view. The door to the ferry, the village trees even the mouth of the river. The white water is outside the field, and the blue peaks are behind the mountains. The farmers have no time to spare, and they are all devoted to their families in the south.
A rolling plain, stretching under the sky, without hills, as calm as the sea on a calm day.
5. Poems in praise of the beauty of natureThe human world is in full bloom in April, and the peach blossoms are beginning to bloom in the mountain temples.
The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are everywhere in a poetic world, and there are things in bloom at any time - Song. Zhang Daoqia "Ridge Plum"
2. Spring city everywhere not flying flowers - Tang Dynasty. Han Hong's "Cold Food"
3. Wang Anshi's "Song of Manna"
4. The green poplars and smoke, the cold of the dawn, the red apricot branches of spring - Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring"
5. Song Qi's "Jade Tower Spring"
5. The spring color of the garden can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall - Song. Ye Shao-weng, "The Garden is not worth it"
6. Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"
7. The flowers of the river are red hot at sunrise, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring--Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi "Remembering the South of the River"
8. Green ten thousand branches of red a little, moving spring color need not be more - Song. Wang Anshi "Pomegranate Flower"
9. Small buildings listen to the spring rain one night, deep alleys sell apricot blossoms in the morning - Song. Lu You "Spring Rain in Lin'an"
Spring breeze and green south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me
10. Lin Bu, "Little Plum in the Mountain Garden"
11. The city's peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain, and the spring is in the head of the stream caper flowers - Song. Xin Qiji "Partridge Sky. The spring breeze does not solve the ban on poplar flowers, Mengmeng chaotic fluttering pedestrians face - Song. Yanshu's "Treading on the Shakespeare Row"
13.In February and March of Yangchun, the grass is the same color as the water--Jin. The ancient music dictionary "Meng Zhu"
14. Jiangnan February more grass, spring in the drizzle - Song. Shi Zhongshi's "Absolute Verse"
15. The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are differently red--Song. Yang Wanli, "Seeing off Lin Zifang at the Temple of Pure Ci in the Morning"
16. Yan Shu's "The Sand of Raccoon Brook"
17. Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemums
18. The forest is full of new greenery, and the small buds have a few spots of red - Jin. Yuan Hao Wen, "With the children of the unopened begonias"
19. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the Yangtze River, when will the bright moon shine on me?
19. Wang Anshi, "Mooring at Guazhou"
20! --The lotus leaves are so many! - Han Lefu Folk Song "Jiangnan"
21. Yang Wan 53. Li "Small Pond"
22. Leaves on the first sun dry overnight rain, the water is clear and round, a wind lotus lift - Song. Zhou Bangyan "Su Mou Zhi"
23. I do not know who cut out the fine leaves, February spring breeze like scissors - Tang. He Zhizhang, "Wing Willow"
24. Du Mu's "Walking in the Mountains"
25. Su Shi "Butterfly Lovers"
26. Wildfire is inexhaustible, spring breeze blows again - Tang. Bai Juyi's "Fugitive Grass" (赋得古原草送别)
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28. The sound of wind and rain at night, the flowers fall to know how much!
28. Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn"
29. Cicadas noise the forest over quiet, birds singing the mountains more secluded. --Southern Dynasty. Liang. Wang Ji "Into the Ruoye Stream"
30. The river is blue and the birds are more than white, the mountains are green and the flowers want to be - Tang. Du Fu's "Two Absolute Verse"
31. Su Shi, "Huichong 78. Evening Scene on the Spring River"
32. Bai Juyi, "Spring Walk on Qiantang Lake"
33. Nymphs are y seen, dragonflies fly - Tang Dynasty. Du Fu's "Two Songs of Qujiang River"
34. A crane in the clear sky rows up the clouds, and it leads the poetic feelings to the blue night - Tang. Liu Yuxi, "Autumn Words".
The spring color of the garden can not be closed, a branch of red apricots out of the wall.
1. Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Words")
2. When is the spring flower, autumn and moon over? (Li Yu: "The Beauty of Yu")
3. I want to talk about it, but I say it's a good autumn.
I am happy to meet you, and I am looking forward to traveling far away.
I am willing to drink from the jurisdiction, and I am willing to be the mailer of the book.
The birds are in the yellow clouds and the cicadas are in the blue trees.
The winter in Hunan does not snow.
2. "Evening Autumn Wild Hope" Liu Cang Tang
Autumn is over in the countryside, the chrysanthemums are still blooming in the late evening.
The wind and the leaves fall with frost, and the goose is cold.
After the war, the old mountain is still looking for a book.
The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid.
But it is a pity that there are so many winds in the fall, and that the lotus is half tipped over.
Climbing the green maple tree with my hands, and stepping on the yellow reed grass with my feet.
The old man's face was miserable, and he was cold and fall into the arms of autumn.
I have a brother in Huai Chu, and a brother in Shu Road.
When will the ten thousand miles come?
4. "Drinking with Cai Wu in Changsha in Late Autumn" by Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
The best of us are happy to know each other, and we are looking forward to traveling far away from each other.
I am willing to drink from the jurisdiction, and I am willing to be the mailer of the book.
The birds are in the yellow clouds and the cicadas are in the blue trees.
The winter in Hunan does not snow.
5. "Late Autumn" by Yuan Zhen, Tang
The sound of bamboo dew dripping in the cold is a frightening thought to the departed.
The autumn woven grass mat is cold when I wake up from wine, and the summer clothes are light when the wind blows.
The bed is tired and the dream is over, the thought is idle and the feeling is far away.
The moon is shining through the window.
6. "Mountain Walk" by Du Mu, Tang Dynasty
The stone path on the distant cold mountains is slanting,
and there is a house in the depth of the white clouds.
The moonlight is so bright that you can see it in the moonlight, and the moonlight is so bright that you can see it in the moonlight, and the moonlight is so bright that you can see it in the moonlight.
7. Poems in praise of the beauty of the fallAutumn rain - the tall buildings eyes to dusk, sycamore leaves on the Xiao Xiao rain.
Autumn night - sleep up the sound of autumn no place to look for, full steps of sycamore leaves in the sun.
Autumn sound - not yet realized the pond spring grass dream, step in front of the sycamore leaves has been the sound of autumn.
Autumn leaves - the night deep wind bamboo knocking autumn rhyme, ten thousand leaves a thousand voices are hate.
Autumn colors - the rain invades the bad urn new moss green, autumn into the horizontal forest several leaves red.
Autumn moon - moonlight dipping water water dipping sky, a faction of the empty bright mutual reverberation.
Autumn chrysanthemums - I would rather die than be blown down by the north wind.
Autumn Thoughts - There is no news of the old man, so I will ask the broken Hongkong at the head of the river.
Autumn Sorrows - I don't know what to do with my body, but I have to write about my sorrows night after night with a lonely lamp.
Autumn - the west wind blowing leaves full of lakeside, the first change of autumn clothes alone.
Autumn Huai - out of the door not to avoid the sigh of the years, and see the lake side of the wood leaves fly.
Autumn dream - the first dream back to the night of autumn, a lamp in front of the bed.
Autumn memories - the anvil and pestle knocked the moon in the deep alley, the sycamore tree shook down the autumn of the old garden.
Autumn realization - everyone explains the sadness of autumn, not like the poet thoroughly know.
Autumn flavor - crickets alone know that the autumn order early, banana under the sound of rain more.
8. Poems describing the beauty of r1 Tianjingsha Autumn Thoughts
Yuan Ma Zhiyuan
Withered vines, old trees and crows,
Small bridges and flowing rivers in the house,
The old road is concealed by the wind in the west,
The sun sets in the west,
Broken hearted people are at the end of the world
2 Lonely sycamore trees, the deep courtyard locks the autumn,
3 Far away from the top. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money.
4 Meng Haoran, the old man's house
The old man with chicken and millet, invited me to the field house. The old man invited me to his house, where the green trees are near the village and the green hills are beyond.
The old man invited me to his house with chicken and millet.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
A couple of rushes are floating in the water, and half a mountain sun sets on the lake.
The heron flies on the rocky shore, and the fish weave the silk in the center of the waves.
I have my own fishing platform, and I'm going to take it to the west side of the city.