The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields.
Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil.
At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.
The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat.
2. Turquoise is to "One Hundred Ancient Poems".
Short-sleeved gown with white bamboo towel and push wheel under the moon.
Luoyang road is full of businessmen.
3, Zhang Tang Ji "Jia Leke"
There were many guests in the west of Jinling, and there was a music storm on board.
If you want to move the boat near the estuary, the bow will offer sacrifices to the gods and pour wine.
Stop the cup * * * and say, it's a long journey, and go into Shu. ?
Many people are guests and sleep alone every night.
At the beginning of Qiu Jiang, orangutans spoke, and the lonely sails made xiaoxiang bamboo at night.
The hydraulic workers defended the hidden beach and went straight over the hillside and the previous couple. ?
Every year from west to east, the name is not in the county.
How difficult it is for farmers to pay taxes, and abandon their businesses as treasure sellers.
4. Songshi Zhengjue "four masters, two masters"
I don't like doing business to make money, but I came to the ancient road late to ask my family.
Obviously, it is difficult to respect your health.
5. There are chariots and horses at the door by Liu Mingxi.
There are horses and chariots at the door, and Yun is a local.
Ask questions before holding hands, and the local language knows the truth.
From the cloud to hometown, visit Beijing dust.
Business involves the north, and Bohuan goes to Western Qin.
Embroidered phoenix and mandarin duck, golden saddle and purple Qing.
Make friends with your officials and guests.
Meng Rui and Guo Jiejia are not bad in the play.
But when I see three spring flowers, I would rather think of dewdrops in autumn and early morning.
Break the crown and lose the roots, and the wind and sand float.
The future is full of tigers and wolves, and my hometown is deserted.
It used to be a horizontal sea crystal, but now it is a dry frog scale.
Words are not enough, tears are full of towels.
Family depends on flesh and blood, and becoming a monk depends on relatives.
When in a different county, I saw this old neighbor.
Garden vegetables are as sweet as honey, and wine in the city is as mellow as wine.
Sadness and abandonment, life and death are the same.
Short songs have deep feelings, but deep feelings are difficult to express.