白居易

West of Jia Pavilion and north of Lonely Hill，

Water brims level with the bank and clouds hang low.

Disputing for sunny trees， early orioles trill;

Pecking vernal mud in， young swallows come and go.

A riot of blooms begins to dazzle the eye;

Amid short grass the horse hoofs can barely be seen.

I love best the east of the lake under the sky;

The bank paved with white sand is shaded by willows green.

孤山寺北賈亭西，水面初平云腳低。

幾處早鶯爭(zhēng)暖樹(shù)，誰(shuí)家新燕啄春泥。

亂花漸欲迷人眼，淺草才能沒(méi)馬蹄。

最愛(ài)湖東行不足，綠楊陰里白沙堤。