(Tang) Li Bai

In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected.

In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.

● Comments: You asked me how much I love my hometown? The moon represents my heart. This well-known poem about enjoying the moon is a masterpiece of Li Bai, with beautiful artistic conception and natural style.

(2) Mann Fang Ting, return to Xi.

(Song) Su Shi

Come and go, where am I going? Wan Li lives in Fujian and Hubei.

A hundred years is strong for half a year, and there is not much pain in the future.

And sit and watch Huangzhou leap, and Confucius is in Chu.

Friends in the mountains, chicken dolphin wine club, advised Lao Dongpo.

Yunhe, when you get here, the bottom of your life is like a boat.

I have nothing to do to watch the autumn wind.

Fortunately, the willow tree in front of the hall should remember me. Don't cut down the meat tree.

Or the elders in the south of the Yangtze River and the dried fishing guns.

● Comment: This "Homesickness" expresses Su Shi's longing to return to his hometown in Xishu after wandering for half a life. Far away from Wan Li's hometown Meishan, it became his warm home forever.

(3) Summer

(Song) Lu You

Cao Zhi is older and stronger than Emei.

The Qin dynasty didn't have a calendar until after the week, and it didn't know the harmony of raising longevity.

● Comments: The legendary longevity hermit Emei learned to make an alchemy and knew how to keep in good health. Lu You took advantage of the topic to point out that the key to health preservation lies in neutralization.

(4) Re-send Wen Chu Hou, for sending Shu elders.

(Song) Fan Chengda

There are several autumn moons in Emei Mountain.

Can I remember the benefits of Jiangshan in order to ask Jiangshan to remember the guests?

● Comments: This is a farewell poem and a philosophical poem. Fan Chengda expressed the passage of time and the wandering of life through the changes of flowing water and the moon. Finally, he raised a profound question: can a stranger remember the wandering scenery, and will that scenery remember the wanderer?