Love poems about ships
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
If you can't stay, you can get drunk and go to Lanzhou, see the green mountains and rivers, and pass by Xiaoying's crying place.
Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.
The bow is finely ground, and the stern is fragrant.
The yellow hat reflects the mountain, the glass head is fat, and there is a smoke-curled sparrow tail furnace.
Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Two rivers surround a continent, so boats can't cross it.
Xing Jing returned to the boat late and strayed into the depths of the lotus.
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Begonia as a boat, laurel as a cloud, like a tent like a moon, like a hook.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.
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2. Poems about ships are easy to understand 1. We wound our way under the blue mountain,
Me and my boat, along the green water.
(Wang Wan's "The Mountain in the North")
Water brings you the feeling of home,
Tow your boat for 300 miles.
(Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry")
3. Go back to the boat at night,
Mistaken into the depths of lotus.
(Li Qingzhao's dream)
Li Bai will go by boat,
Suddenly I heard the sound of stepping on a song.
(Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
When my boat was moored in the fog,
As the sun fades, old memories begin.
(Meng Haoran's "Jiande River Sleeping at Night")
6. The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and comes quickly.
Wild crossing, no boat crossing.
(Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
7. People on the river,
But I like the beauty of perch.
Look at a boat,
In the storm.
(Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River)
8. A boat, a bamboo cloak,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
(Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
9. I will sit on a fishing rod and lazily lean against the stream.
But I suddenly dreamed of driving a boat and sailing towards the sun.
(Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")
10. Bamboo whispered to the laundry girl who came home.
The lotus leaf gave in before the fishing boat.
(Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Mountains)
1 1. Because the world can't satisfy our desire,
Tomorrow I will loosen my hair and go fishing.
(Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")
12. The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait kept crying.
The canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
(Li Bai's "Early Sending Baidicheng")
3. Ancient poems about fishing boats on the river
fan zhongyan
People who come to the river often only love perches.
Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
Zaofa baidicheng
Lipper
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying endlessly, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
A gift for Wang Lun.
Lipper
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow.
Spend the night on Jiande River.
meng haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Song of Chang Gan
Cui Hao
Tell me, where do you live? Near here, next to the fishing pond? .
Let's catch our boat together and see if we belong to the same town. ..
My home is near Jiujiang, often near Jiujiang.
We were both born in Chang Gan, you and me! I have been a stranger since I was a child.
Zhu Xia is rainy and windy, and the lotus boat is getting thinner and thinner.
Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone.
Three rivers are urgent, and five lakes are surging.
The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy.
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
Wangwan
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
4. Poems related to ships: Li Bai
When the water enters the North Lake, the boat returns from Nanpu. Accompanied by Fan Queshan Lake, the ancestor of Jinan Prefecture, the third of the trilogy.
Meng Jiao
Passing Penzer, the boatman sighed in amazement. Guo pengze
Xie Qian
The boat is lonely under the new wild goose beside Zhu. Jiang Hang has one hundred untitled songs, one of which is fifteen.
The moon has not set, and the boat is sailing late at night. Jiang Hangyou 100 has 28 untitled songs.
The ship sailed in accordance with Puding, and the stars were full of cold. There are 57 untitled songs of 100 by Jiang Hang.
What is the use of short tassels? The ship sails this month. There are 60 untitled songs by Jiang Hang 100.
Gu Kuang
The woman who picks lotus creek is afraid of shaking the wind. Xishang
Huo xiansheng
Lotus picking girl on the boat, two makeup combs. Lotus picker
Kong Wuzhong
The boat is eager to travel, and the porch is eager to penetrate the rainbow. Three quatrains of Baoying World
king
Whether the boat is good or not, it is full of small fish and shrimp all day. Eat shrimp
Knives and hats burn the customs of the She nationality, and boats patrol the countryside. Eighteen Square Poems Carry Forward Confucianism.
It is inhuman to buy fish in Jiayu County. Guojiayu county
Feng shui and rain are opposite, and the ship is too busy. Rats are so different from animals.
Wang ling
The boatman can see the unknown, but the boat can avoid it. The third is the green water in the green water.
Wang Bai
When the boat is sailing on the water, people stand on the ferry. Title Ze Weng Xiao Juan Qi JIU
Sima guang
The sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the boat is deep. It is the fourth time that Sun Qi sent poems to Huai-Zhe and Jiang-Wei.
Liu Kezhuang
The monk's sentence is dry, and the boat is full of splendid piles. On March 2, he was ordered to pray for sunny days. The fifth of Zhu Zhou's six quatrains.
Sunquartz
The boatman remembered that the layman didn't come. Ishizawa
Zhang lei
The waves on the river are infinite, and the wine in the boat is a bottle. Two songs on the river
Sok Li
Rivers and seas soar, and boats come and go. Fan Shi, one of thirteen poems.
Wang mengdou
The boatman was suddenly surprised and asked that the spring had been divided equally. Jinling's ship crossed the river until Yizhen landed for the fourth time
The boat went back to the stream a few times, and people were lying in the middle of the night. Ye Bo Suqian Shangliu
Su Shi
The boat people are bitter and hot, and stay here in Aberdeen Bay. I came to Chen from the capital, and there are eight poems on board. I don't know who has pity on me, so let's talk about the fifth poem.
Lu you
Cast two clear skies and sail in the mirror. Pan Ruian put it on Jiang.
the Chen Dynasty
There is leisure on the boat, so I have to accompany you to travel. Subject-Holding Contract Drawing Axis
Van Zhao
Jing Bo children idle flute, boat horizontal Weng sell fish. Tian Jia is the fourth of eight things.
Xiang Anshi
The ship moved to the stone bank and the road turned to the saddle base. Leave Jinling on May 8th.
Forbes Gao
The boat carries idle clouds and the lake is bright and blue. On the lake
Ceng Gong
The ship faces the land and the air, thousands of miles away. Looking across the bank from my brother, sighing into a poem.
Shilongshi
It's a song. The passengers on the ship go from north to south. Yongle temple
Han Yuanji
There are many green hills in the rivers and lakes, and the boat has been home for a long time. Send Pang the fourth of five songs.
Han Wei
A small boat makes waves, but a bridge loves trees. Xu Mi proofread five quatrains (according to rhyme) after seeing and visiting by the pond.
There are many ants floating in the wine, and the awning is like a snail. Xu Mi proofreads five quatrains by the pool.
Baodang
The boat is idle, and the forest is old. Songjiang yeye parking lot
Xianyushu
The ship is sailing day after day, and there are many idle horses and chariots. Baofengge
5. Poems about the freedom of ships, poems about drifting, make cities and cities as beautiful as Xin 'anjiang.
Year: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Shen Yue
Talking about visiting the passengers on board as soon as possible,
Izawa Shinji.
This hole is clear and shallow,
There is no winter and spring in the mirror.
Thousands of people write articles about trees,
Take a step further.
Blue waves are sometimes turbid,
Clear economy without exhaustion of body fluid.
If you go by plane,
Overlooking the stone phosphorus.
I'm separated from you,
Might as well fake a towel.
May the water gurgle,
Touch the dust on your tassel.
Jiangshangqu
Year: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Xie Tiao
It's dusk when spring grass comes out in Yiyang.
The lotus leaf is still in the field, and the water can't pass.
May Zi sink into the Guangxi boat and travel on Wan Li Road at the same time.
Thousands of miles apart, Guizhou has made up.
The mausoleum can be taken from the river, and the southern Chu can be sung in the Qing Dynasty.
Tishu town
Year: Tang author:
If his fame is as good as Yan's, he is going to take the boat to Dongting.
I'm not drunk because Liuye Lake is so good to me.
Huanxisha
Year: Tang author:
Drunk memories of the lonely building in Chunshan,
At dusk, the distant hills are gathering.
The waves are weak. Go back to the boat.
I've been out for a long time,
Can be comparable to parting and autumn.
It's hard to worry about the evening breeze and the setting sun.
Jiang shangyin
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
On Mulan's boat, pipes are blown at both ends of the boat.
There are thousands of guests in the wine, and prostitutes go with the flow.
The immortal in the Yellow Crane Tower is still waiting for the Yellow Crane to leave, but I have no heart to swim with Bai Ou on foot this time.
Qu Ping's Ci hangs the sun and the moon, and Chu Wang's pavilion is empty.
As soon as I was happy, I put pen to paper and shook the five mountains. After the poem was written, the sound of Xiao Ao, Xiao Ao, went straight into the sea.
If fame and wealth can be used in the Han River, I am afraid that the northwest will be fought back by the northwest.
Old fisherman
Date: Tang Author: Li Yu
A spring breeze and a boat,
A ribbon and a light hook.
Flowers are full of Zhu, wine is full of Europe,
Freedom in the waves.
Sent back to Pei Langzhong and demoted to Jizhou.
Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing
Apes crow at the end of the river, and people hurt themselves.
As a courtier, you are farther away, and Li is lonely.
24 poems
Year: Tang Author: Si Kongtu
The trickle is gone, and there is a stream under it. Clear snow is full of bamboo, and fishing boats are separated by streams.
Lovely as jade, walking, looking forward to stopping, empty and blue, you can find seclusion.
It is too late to accept the difference between the past and the present. Like the dawn of the moon, like the autumn of gas.
Zaomei store
Year: Song Author: liuyong
Hai Xia is red and green, with mountains and smoke.
The scenery of the old capital is prosperous.
Draw halberds at the gate and descend to Wanjing.
The gold pagodas lean against each other.
Hepu, Tingzhou, Liu Yang,
Reflecting the reflection of Hongqiao, Lanzhou flies.
Tourists gather and disperse in the lake.
In the Han and Yuan Dynasties, since the conquest of Lu, you were a military commander.
Tired of raising the curtain for a long time, I returned to my hometown in the prime of my life.
Zhai Ling went to court less, and the banquet hall was more joyful, and it was not a week.
I'm afraid of the royal family. I want to learn and make suggestions.
Yueyang late sleeper
Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu
I smell the bells of Yueyang city, and I am rowing under the trees in Yueyang city.
Look at the bright moon in Jiang Lai, with boundless clouds and water.
In the middle of the night, Jiang Yue found Hui, and the water man song month returned;
I haven't heard the sound for a long time, and the canoe flies away.
The feeling of red calyx in Penglai pavilion
Year: Song Author:
The steps are deep, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the snow is not exhausted.
Keywords Jianqu dry tobacco, Maolin tobacco,
Pitch is eternal.
In his later years, he drifted away,
Who wants me to carry the five lakes boat together?
Gu Song is tilted, the cliff is covered with old moss, and there is a clear sadness.
Looking back at the cliff, dreaming,
A few souls flew to xipu, and tears spilled over Dongzhou.
The mountains and rivers of the old country, the mind of the old garden,
This is the stairs that Wang Li may climb.
Worst of all, Qin Huan's cosmetic mirror,
Great rivers and mountains, why swim at this time!
In order to call the crazy song old prison, Fu Pin was in a hurry.
In and out.
Year: Tang author:
Yan Ming went down to Dongyang, returned to the boat and entered the village.
The green hills are endless, and the green waters have nowhere to go.
The atmosphere in autumn is still wet, and the river wind in the evening is even colder.
It's still raining in Shan Mei, and orange is an unknown frost.
Thank you for your hospitality. Gong Lin won't forget it.
The more humiliating the better, the better when reading.
homesickness
Year: Tang Author: Xue Tao
Mount Emei is like oil in water, but the heart is not tied to a boat.
When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.
6. The ancient poem with the word "boat" gave Fang a wonderful boat, and Xiyuan was a hidden talent.
Before the train sign, the rooster announced the dawn early. Cui's Ode to Harmony, Song of Picking Lotus, Jade Flowers and Red Hair, Golden Soup and Running Water.
When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats. Li Baiqin's song, Cai's Five Alleys, Lushui Qu, Lushui Ming Qiu Yue, Nanhu Cuisine Baiping.
Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. Cui Hao's zaju and Chang Gan's songs. Where is your home, near here, by the fish pond? ?
Stop the boat. I'm sorry, if we belong to the same town .. Cui Hao's miscellaneous songs are long and dry, and the waves are rising, and the boat is getting thinner.
Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone. Cui Hao's zaju song and Chang Gan's song "Three Rivers Parallel, Five Lakes Surging".
The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy. Shi Jianwu's Zaju Songs and Ancient Songs Five poor Jiangbei women are used to singing Jiangnan songs.
Shake the Mulan boat, two bottles can't take a bath. Lu Chuanchuan leans on the Chunjiang River alone, with the stone bank in front of the ship.
The pedestrians in the mountains are broken, and the immortals are all alone. In Cui Guo Fu, the lotus songs are full of flowers, and the golden soup is full of water.
When they meet, they are afraid of losing each other and try their best to pick lotus boats. Wang Nan 'an canoe goes south, but it is difficult to return north.
I don't know anyone from Pu. Wang Wei, Huang Fu, Yue Yun, Xiping, Chichunchi, is deep and wide, and he will return alone.
Lush green leaves close and weeping willows sweep away. Pei Di Wangchuan has collected 20 Nan 'an boats, a letter and a slipway, as well as the shore of Nan 'an Lake.
In the sunset, sparkling. Pei Di Wangchuan has collected 20 paintings of Lihu Lake, which is vast and the sky is equally blue.
There was a long whistle on the ship, and the breeze blew from all directions. Pei Di Wangchuan collected 20 songs, which were located at the foot of Beishan Mountain and Nanshan Mountain, and the junction was near the lake.
Every time I go to collect firewood, the boat comes out. In Cui Hao's four long dry songs (one is Jiangnan song), Zhu Xia is full of waves, and the boat is getting thinner.
Then you can't treat each other and fight the trend alone. Cui Hao's four long dry songs (one is Jiangnan Qu) are characterized by the parallel flow of the three rivers and the wind rising in the five lakes.
The origin of flowers is light, but the lotus boat in Mo Wei is heavy. Zuyong, don't complain about the words, but the autumn boat leans over.
Looking at each other from afar, we can't return to the ship immediately. Chu, Guangxi, Jiangnan Qu, Four Qingjiang River in the end, high waves straight through the air.
I am used to living by the lake, and the boat is light and not afraid of the wind. Wang Changling sent Liu Shiwu Pingming River to be foggy and cold, and Ma Jiang sent it.
The boat is in Luoyang, indicating the month. Liu Changqing's trip to Chuzhou was shallow, and he asked Zhang if he was near, foggy and cold.
The water is shallow and late, where is the tide? Meng Haoran rowed in Beixi, where the stream was always full and touched the place with awe.
It's fun to follow the whirlpool. Why in the Five Lakes? Meng Haoran, a night berth on Jiande River, when my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the ancient memories began.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran asked about the ship at night, how big is the future.
Wantou is like a berth, and there is a storm in Huaihe River. Li Bai's Lushui Qu Lushui Yue, Nanhu picking white apples.
Lianzi was charming as if she were talking to me, but she broke my medicine string. Pan Lang Jiuquanzi remembered the West Lake a long time ago and watched it from the balcony every day.
Fishing boats in twos and threes. The island is in clear autumn.
The flute plays in the reeds. The trip to Bai Niao suddenly started.
Don't fiddle with the fishing rod. It's cold to think of water and clouds.
Liu Yongzao Mei Fang * Xi Qian Yinghai Xiahong, mountains and smoke. The scenery of the old capital is prosperous.
Draw a halberd at the gate of the bridge, facing the panoramic view and leaning against the golden pagoda. Lotus pond, willow pavilion, Hongqiao reflection, blue boat flying, tourists gathering and dispersing, in a lake.
In the Han and Yuan Dynasties, since the conquest of Lu, you were a military commander. Tired of raising the curtain for a long time, I returned to my hometown in the prime of my life.
There are few lawsuits in Zhai Ling, and the banquet hall is full of joy. Before Zhou Xing, he was afraid of the royal family, studied hard and made plans. Liu Yong's "The Flute Family" made the flute family's flowers grow in the West Garden, and the grass in the south smoked, the sun was shining, and it was warm and cold at first sight.
Paddle boats move, drink and feast, the silver pool is dyed, and the golden embankment is embroidered. Being a prince and grandson, there are many prostitutes, and they often carry their hands behind their backs.
Send people away, feel sorry for the beautiful scenery and feel old. Not too long.
On that day, the Imperial Capital, Lantang night candles, millions of gourds, painting pavilions and spring breeze, sold thousands of wines. I can't help it. I forgot the orchestra at the banquet, and I couldn't find the willow when I was drunk.
I'm Qin Lou, and Yu Di is dead, and the past is hard to recover. Empty resentment, looking at Xianxiang, relieved, tears wet the sleeves.
Yu Lin made Liu Yong feel cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk sank into ChuTiankuo. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.
What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
Liu Yongding built a long dike in the wind and rain, and the night wind started. The shower stopped, the eyes were sparse, the willows were jammed, and the arrows were thousands of miles away.
When you come here by boat, everyone competes for fame and profit. I miss sluts, drive all day and fight for the transfer of villages and towns.
What do you mean? Embroidered pavilions are lightly thrown, and brocade is hard to meet.
Nai travels widely, hates diseases, and has recently become familiar with them, which is very official. This kind of feeling, writing incense vertically, depends on who made it.
Counting Meng Guang, you will languish every day after hearing about me. Liu Yong went back to the DPRK and took a boat on the other side.
There is a rustling wind in the reeds. Sha Ting Su Yan is flying in the smoke, and the bridge is full of moonlight and frost.
It's dawn. Yao Lu Mountain is far away, and there are many battles.
People who come and go only paddle, and they are all famous guests. A look at the countryside closes the barrier between smoke and water.
Turn to your heart and have wings. Sad clouds hate rain, and the wax remains in the New Year.
Years old, flowers are fleeting. What are the benefits of wind and waves?
Go home, deep in the jade building, there is a person who still remembers each other. Liu Yong picked lotus flowers for moonlight harvest, and the clouds were pale with frost.
Western expedition, I feel bitter this time. Cui E sent Qi Lin by hand and rolled Zhu Hu again.
Thousands of charming faces, Ying Ying stood, speechless with tears, heartbroken, struggling to endure censorship. One-leaf orchid floats, and then you row to Ling Bo.
I love sex, but I don't know how to leave. All kinds of square inches, but annoying, everyone says the same.
Looking back, I can't see the heavy city. There are two or three smoke trees outside the cold river. The banquet hall in Liu Yunfeng is very deep.
It's raining and the summer heat is low. Colorful boats in the Flower Cave were flooded and stopped around Xun Qing.
The typhoon in Chu is fast, and the typhoon in Hunan is cold and has been covered. After sitting for a long time, the string is loose and the tube is brittle. Change the sound if necessary.
The more orchids love their hearts. It's hard not to be coquettish, and it's hard not to be spoiled.
On holidays, laughter, singing, shoes were invaded. When you are drunk, you must enjoy yourself and sing loudly.
Avoiding this is a waste of time, grasping the reins of fame and getting the lock. Liu Yong poured a glass of * and tried to leave the banquet. The blue boat stagnated and looked at Nanpu.
Knowing the world, it is difficult to make the moon long and round, and the colorful clouds gather in the town. If you count life, don't be sad if you don't care about parting. The most bitter words are divided into lovers.
Tears ran down Joan's face, like spring rain on pear flowers. Poor mother, Ying Ying is not in the mood.
* * * dimly disappeared, reunited hand in hand, said goodbye and left, and Youzi asked you to go again and again. Whisper in your ear.
7. Zhou's poem 1, under the green hills, we meandered forward, me and my boat, along the green water.
(Wang Wan, "The next berth on the North Fort Mountain") 2. The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. (Du Fu's Love Night) 3. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man.
(Li Bai's Early Development of Baidicheng) 4. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi's "Yangzhou First Meeting to Enjoy Lotte") 5. Return to the boat in the evening and wander in the depths of the lotus.
(Li Qingzhao's dream) 6. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. (Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry") 7. I want to cross the river very much, but I can't find a boat. I am lazier than you politicians. It's a shame.
Meng Haoran's Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang) 8. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. (Li Bai's "Difficult to Walk (I)" 9. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
(Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue) 10 I thought about the river, but I couldn't find a boat. I am more idle than you politicians. I am really ashamed. (Meng Haoran's Looking at Dongting Lake to Become Prime Minister) 1 1. Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
(Li Bai's gift to Wang Lun) 12 When my boat was sailing in a foggy berth, the day was getting dark and old memories began. (Meng Haoran's "A Night's Mooring on Jiande River") 13, Jun loves a leaf boat, and there are storms.
(Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River).