Landscapes and poems on the mountains

Du Mu

"Spring in the South of the Yangtze River"

Thousands of miles away, the orioles sing and the green reflects the red,

The wind of wine flags in Shuicunshanguo.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty,

How many towers are in the mist and rain.

Bai Juyi

"Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion,

The water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

A few early orioles are vying for warmth in the trees,

Whose new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.

The random flowers are becoming more and more charming,

Only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves.

My favorite lake is not enough eastward,

The white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars.