I have been troubled by official hats and robes for a long time, so I am glad to be an exile in this barbaric south.
I am now a neighbor of growers and harvesters, and I am a guest of the mountains.
I plow in the morning, turn over the grass with dew, and tie a fishing boat at night to break the quiet stream.
I walked back and forth, hardly meeting anyone, singing long poems and staring at the blue sky.
This poem describes his life after moving to Yuxi. On the surface, this poem seems to describe the leisure of a secluded village, but there is loneliness and anger between the lines. It was an unpleasant thing to be demoted as an official, but the poet did the opposite, saying that he was "tired" after being an official for a long time, but this time he was demoted to the south, which relieved his endless troubles and touched others. He looked up at the blue sky and sang loudly, with a painful smile, expressing the author's helplessness in the face of real life, but still insisted on smiling. Originally, poetry can also be fun! Seemingly free and unrestrained, it is too lonely after all. It also reveals that poets are forced to do leisure.