Could I get mansions covering ten thousand miles, I'd house all the poor scholars and make them beam with smiles

A falcon hovers at the edge of the sky.Two gulls drift slowly up the river.Vulnerable while they ride the wind,they coast and glide with ease.Dew is heavy on the grass below,the spider's web is ready.Heaven's ways include the human:among a thousand sorrows, I stand alone.

This cream will help one's nature strengthen and grow, The diet gives support in my decline.

Blue is the smoke of wrar, white the bones of men.

I see shining fish struggling within tight nets, while I hear orioles singing carefree tunes. Even trivial creatures know the difference between freedom and bondage. Sympathy and compassion should be but natural to the human heart.

Beneath the light, the river and hills are beautiful, The spring breeze bears the fragrance of flowers and grass. The mud has thawed, and swallows fly around. On the warm sand, mandarin ducks are sleeping.

Could I get mansions covering ten thousand miles, I'd house all the poor scholars and make them beam with smiles