In spring, there are streams and springs are spewing
Willow Helping Wind on the river bank is graceful
my heart with deep feelings
leaves the world away from dust
I climb the mountain road in winter
standing on the cliff
the Pine Welcoming the Guests
fighting frost and snow, its appearance is calm
Rich fruits and ripe melons are heavy
the eyeful poems by County Magistrate Tao about the yellow chrysanthemums
the bright autumn moon
will be ablaze, my love
I pluck the strings and drink drunkenly
rhymes of the noisy summer cicadas are strong
half a wall of the red apricots
their shadows in charm