Jiayueji

At the beginning of the month of Jia, the cold has not subsided, and the jia grass is green and reflects the bridge over the river. The white dew condenses on the frost, and the dream is like smoke, and the beautiful woman lingers in the water and clouds. The wind rustled in the reeds, and the moon shone on the cold waves. Recalling Qin Feng Jia Jia's poems in the past, my feelings will never fade away. Looking at the wild geese on Dongpo, I miss my hometown far away, and the news of the brocade book in Hengyang is far away. Xu Hun ascended the tower to cherish his homeland, and the years passed by as the Wei River flowed eastward. Xue Tao bid farewell with great emotion, and is haunted by dreams about the distance. Liu Yongji was heartbroken while traveling, and Du Yu's voice urged him to return early. Looking at Yan Yujiang, the mood is gloomy. He is tired of listening to the songs and feels anxious. The nickname "Jiayue" has deep meaning, and "Changyuelong" has a hidden rhyme. Observing the phenology, we can know the changing of time, and the wisdom of the unity of nature and man is clear. The beauty of the years should be cherished, and it is also charming to enjoy the passing scenery quietly.