"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships heading east-Don Du Fu's quatrains

A farewell, the two places hung together, only saying that it was March and April. Who knows that in five or six years, the lyre was unintentionally played, and the eight-part essay could not be passed down. The nine-chain was interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion was eager to see, and my thoughts were myriad, and the strange lang was helpless.

A thousand words, bored to see the lonely geese in Chongyang in September, and the full moon in Mid-Autumn Festival in August is not round. In July and a half, I burned incense and held candles to ask the sky. In the dog days of June, everyone shakes his heart. In May, the pomegranate was red as fire, but the flowers were watered by cold rain. April loquat is not yellow, I want to look in the mirror, and I am chilling. Peach blossoms turn in March, and I fly kites in February. Hey! Lang Lang, I can't wait for you to be a woman and I will be a man in my next life. -Han Zhuo Wenjun's poem "Complaining Lang".

One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven pieces, eight pieces, ninety pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces, fly into plum blossoms, and always disappear. -Zheng Qing Banqiao "Singing Snow"

One year old, day after day, autumn after autumn, one generation urges another. Meeting and parting, we have happiness and sadness. Lying on the sofa, dreaming all my life. Find a group of acquaintances, meet for a while, play for a while, and sing for a while. -Yuan Anonymous "Wild Goose Falling with Victory"

Once you walk two or three miles, there are four or five smoke villages.

There are 67 pavilions and 80 or 90 flowers. -Song Shaoyong's Poems of Learning Buddhism.

On Du Fu's quatrains;

Interpretation of poetry

1. Pairs of orioles are singing on the new green willow branches, and a row of egrets are flying freely in the blue sky. Looking from the window, the snow scene of the Western Hills seems to be a picture embedded in it. Ships from Soochow are moored outside the door, sailing in Wan Li.

2. Two Huang Peng sang on the green willow branches, and a white honeymoon flew high in the blue sky. Outside the window, facing the eternal snow in Minshan, a Wan Li ship from Jiangsu is moored outside.

Appreciating this poem depicts four independent landscapes and creates a vibrant picture. The poet was intoxicated with it, looking at the ships from Soochow, unconsciously evoking homesickness, and his meticulous inner activities naturally revealed. Poetry, with its vibrant natural beauty, seems to create a fresh and relaxed atmosphere. In these two sentences, the poet implicitly described this beautiful scenery from different angles. Cui is new green, which is the color when everything recovers and germinates in early spring. With "singing", the cry of orioles seems to give people a crisp and pleasant feeling. In early spring, pairs of orioles sing on the budding willow branches. What a happy life!