Today, the eastern suburbs, eastern suburbs a good spring.
　　Green grass on the original, Mo put levy horse food.

　　开花空道胜於草，结实何曾济得民。
　　却笑野田禾与黍，不闻弦管过青春。

　　Rong-Tao Li a moment with another, not by wind everywhere in life.
　　Too did not grow suspicious at the Quartet, to teach in Sichuan alone down names.

　　Since no one is still before the mountain to even higher hill after that.

　　Yin and look abroad frequently isolated. For semi-open like a half away from the disclosure.

　　Repeated this world more features, mountains are still locked haze.

　　老来弓剑喜离身，说着沙场更怆神。
　　任使将军全得胜，归时须少去时人。

　　Aromatherapy face seems tired of love, what things the world than light.
　　Chi Hsiang Fei was watching the rain, get crystal jade plate.

　　Living on the End of the World Huai Hai Ya, the old mountain all day, hate go late.
　　Think about it too wasted power, will do a belly world.

　　Jiang F, Li screens on all sides, to the poem at home together hard.
　　Put the hotel hidden shadows of flowers, the sound of the waves hit the fishing village.

　　几代生涯傍海涯，两三间屋盖芦花。
　　灯前笑说归来夜，明月随船送到家。

　　昔年曾到此山来，百鸟声中酒一杯。
　　最好寺边开眼处，段文昌有读书台。

　　Less than unhappy people to kill home, heard the cries of the pillow front.
　　Assiduously Mo into the Vermilion, the Maner Jun complains do not listen.

　　艳拂衣襟蕊拂杯，绕枝间共蝶徘徊。
　　春风满目还惆怅，半欲离披半未开。

　　纵无汲引味清澄，冷浸寒空月一轮。
　　凿处若教当要路，为君常济往来人。

　　秋风凛凛月依依，飞过高梧影里时。
　　处暗若教同众类，世间争得有人知。

　　江柳弄风颦翠黛，山光着雨湿臙脂。
　　却收短棹拈长笛，一叶舟中仰面吹。

　　Everything is empty space restitution, Savage busy looking at the lean species of bamboo.
　　I do not know the body is not the root objects, stars as a watery shield cover month.

　　偏宜酥壁称闲情，白似溪云溥似冰。
　　不是野人嫌月色，免教风弄读书灯。