湖光与秋月相互映衬，池水如镜面般平静，没有一丝风。

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Meeting in a foreign land, by the hedge at dusk, silently leaning against the bamboo. — Jiang Kui, "Shadows: Jade Adorning Mossy Branches"

The lake light and autumn moon harmonize; the pool surface is mirror-like without a breeze. — Liu Yuxi, "Looking at the Cave of the Sun"

The bronze tray's candle wax has wept dry; misty dew dampens the clothes. — Zhou Bangyan, "Night Flying Magpie"

Wishing to ride the wind far away, appearing in the snow night, with half a cup of clear tea and a cup of northern rain. — Chen Yuyi, "North Wind I"

After the fresh rain at West Lake, returning home with a small drink under the eaves. — Xu Hun, "Evening View at Ximeng"

The beautiful lady with a slanting bun sleeps late at night; pear blossoms are still and birds rest on the branches. — Tang Yin, "Beauty Under the Moon"

In the vast desert, sand is like snow; over the Yan Mountains, the moon is like a hook. — Li He, "Poem on Riding a Horse"

Lush is the grass on the plain, withering and flourishing with the seasons. — Bai Juyi, "Farewell to My Friend on the Ancient Plain"

As the year ends, frost and ice diminish; when spring arrives, plants and trees feel it. — Zhang Lei, "Spring Rain"

Apricot blossom rain soaks the clothes; the willow wind is not cold against the face. — Zhinan, "Quatrain"

At the tower in spring rain, the flute plays long notes; when will I return to see the tides of Zhejiang? With worn shoes and a broken bowl, unrecognized, crossing how many cherry blossom bridges? — Su Manshu, "Selected Poems"

Orioles sing on the frontier among fragrant fine grass; in late spring, apricot blossoms are white. — Li Shangyin, "Untitled"

By the sandy shore, in the desolate village of withered grass, no flower is fragrant without itself. — Yuan Haowen, "Mo Yu Er"