People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Describe the poet's inner peace. It highlights the integration of man and nature.
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
It embodies another kind of harmony between fishermen and nature.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.
Li He took the sunset, and Qingshan went home alone.
You will love the bamboo that has just been moistened by rain and the gentle mountains in the sunset.
The weather is fine and pleasant, and several boats play flute and drum at dusk.
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.