Classical poetry of Taohuayuan

The poem "Peach Blossom Garden" is as follows:

Spring scenery on the banks of Qingjiang River

Rongju Tanaka 2

The spring breeze passes through the green coast of the wild lake, and the magpies sing warblers for the trees. Peach blossoms are intoxicating, and willow branches hang by the road. People stop at pavilions and by the water.

Cymbidium cigarette

Wutongying

Huangyelin, double shadow, autumn is already deep and the sun is deep, so I don't feel cold.

aster

The autumn chill is falling, and Huang Die has fallen.

The leaves on the ground are messy, and the umbrella in the palm pity people.

With you around, you are not afraid of the dark.

Wind and rain depend on each other, and fallen leaves tap on the door.

Wutongying autumn leaves yellow

Rongju Tanaka

Autumn leaves are yellow, and autumn winds shake. On an autumn night, Jade Wheel gave birth to cold light, and Qiu Chan didn't want to sing.

Wutongying

quiet

Yellow leaves float and autumn wind is cold. Light rain accompanied Han Xiao, and the leaves of buttonwood fell to the East Garden.

Huanxisha autumn leaves yellow

Rongju Tianzhong 1

It's windy in the western hills, and it's cold all night. The branches are all golden. Hong Bin looks far away and wants to go to the south.

I performed together here last year. At present, I clear the frost myself. Only when you are at home will I get hurt.

Bullshit 1

Wutongying, yellow love

Leaves fell on the trees, and the rehmannia everywhere met the autumn rain in the forest, walking under the umbrella and stepping on the sunset.

Subedge 1

Lantern Festival supper, festive.

The lion dances like a dragon, and the torch is high.

Solve riddles on the lanterns, singing opera and dancing yangko.

Hiding in a secluded place, Braun promised me.

Chenghuilan cigarettes 1

Drunk makeup words

The moon is like water, the night is like water, and the white pagoda is far away. The night is like water, the moon is like water, and the beauty never sleeps.

Spring scenery in Xiao Yuan

Rong ju Tian zhong 5

It often rained in the small garden last night, and now the color of willow is new.

A few peach blossom warblers danced, and the old man enjoyed fishing.