A shocking ancient poem with solar terms

Dong Yuanming

When it rained in mid-spring, it began to thunder in the east corner.

Everyone is lurking, and everything is suitable.

Yan, the new arrival, both of them came into my house.

The first nest is still there, and Xiang will return to his former residence.

Since the separation, the door has been deserted;

My heart is very practical. What's your opinion?

Midspring, I like spring rain, and there are bursts of spring thunder in the east. Hibernating animals wake up one after another, and the vegetation is moistened and stretched by rain.

The brisk swallows flew to my house, so the nest was still there, and they followed them home. Since we broke up, the door has become more and more barren. My heart is steadfast. I don't know what my intentions will be.

Boating in spring

Land Tourism in Song Dynasty

Children don't laugh, they are all old people, and the lake and the sea are rejuvenated.

A thunderous, earth-shattering, earth-shaking Hong Jun.

The scales and streams are colored, and the willows shake the dust.

I wanted to go to Lanting, but I went back. I smiled and finally felt ashamed.

In the season of fright, Lu You's mood is as beautiful as spring.

Spring thunder is budding, the wind and rain are tottering, and the shock has arrived. The universe is as new as the beginning of heaven and earth. The sparkling river flooded the black reef, and the yellow willow swayed, and the color was as light as yellow dust.

I wanted to go ashore to the pavilion, but I turned and paddled, smiling and thinking it was a pity not to enjoy the beautiful scenery.