Thrush. Ouyang Xiu

A hundred voices move at will, and the mountain flowers are high and low.

Knowing that the lock listened to the golden cage, it was not as easy as the forest to cry.

Ouyang Xiu's poems are relatively few, this poem was written after being degraded, it is a lyrical borrowing, the whole poem is blended with scenes, the meaning is deep, but it is easy to understand, and it is a rare masterpiece.