Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is merciless. Flowers float and water flows. A kind of lovesickness, two leisurely sorrows. The mountain is the gathering of eyebrows, and the water is the horizontal waves of the eyes. From afar, the mountains are colorful, but from afar, the water is silent. Qianjiang has water, Qianjiang has a moon, and there are no clouds for thousands of miles. How much sorrow can you have? It's like a spring river flowing eastward. Still pity the water of my hometown, sending a boat for thousands of miles. I once heard of the water in Dongting, but now I go up to Yueyang Tower. The green mountains are hidden and the water is far away, and in autumn, the grass in Jiangnan has not withered. On March 3rd, the weather is new, and there are many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an. The autumn water grows in the same color as the sky, and the sunset and solitary ducks fly together. Cutting off water with a knife, water flows more, lifting a cup to dispel worries and worries. When will the geese arrive? There are many autumn waters in the rivers and lakes. I once heard of the water in Dongting, but now I go up to Yueyang Tower. Above is the long sky of the blue and dark, and below is the waves of the clear water. The clouds are green and desire rain, while the water is desolate and smoky. The residence of Duke Xie is still here today, and the clear water ripples with the singing of apes. The same goes for worldly pleasures. Throughout history, everything flows eastward. Qingjun asked Dongliushui, don't care who he is short or long with. The Tianmen Gate interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flowed eastward to this point. Thinking of the king day by day without seeing him, drinking the water of the Yangtze River together. The clear waters of the waves can wash my tassels; The turbid waters of the waves can wash my feet. The so-called Yi person is on the side of the water. (The Book of Songs - Jianjia) The water is desolate, the mountains and islands stand firm. (Cao Cao: "Observing the Sea") White hair floats in green water, red palms pluck clear waves. (Luo Binwang: "Ode to the Goose") The Tianmen Gate interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the blue water flowed eastward to this point. (Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") The mountains and rivers are heavy, and there is no way out. The willows are dark and the flowers are bright, creating another village. (Lu You: "Journey to the West Village") The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun") Yangliu Qingqing River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Ci") At sunrise riverside flowers are redder than fire, in spring green waves grow as blue as sapphire. (Bai Juyi: "Memories of Jiangnan") The spring is silent and cherishes the gentle flow, while the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving the clear and gentle. (Yang Wanli: "Little Pool") Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the warm waters of the spring river and the prophetic duck. (Su Shi: "On the Late Scenery of Huichong Spring River")