春眠不觉晓，
处处闻啼鸟，
夜来风雨声，
花落知道多少
Spring dawn
Sleeping not knowing it's morning.
Birds are singing here and there.
Sounds of raining and winding came,
I wonder how many fallen flowers are there.
白日依山尽，
黄河入海流；
欲穷千里目，
更上一层楼。
On the Stoke Tower
The sun beyond the mountains glows.
The Yellow River seawards flows.
You can enjoy a grander sight
By climbing to a greater height.
