[The gate of heaven interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward to this point.
The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and the lone sail comes from the sun. --Chu Qing (Muze)
[The willows are dyed with thick smoke, and the plum flute is played with resentment, and I know how much spring is coming. --Murong Zhixu
The clouds in the sky are rotten and shady. --Yunqing
Intention: Stay and fly together