Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian; Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.
When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers, and when I am drunk, I come to sleep under the flowers; Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year.
I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots; Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor.
If wealth is better than poverty, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.
Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through; There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields. Tang Yin, a great genius of Ming Dynasty. Frustrated by the imperial examination, he built Taohuawu as his residence, wandered all day and took pleasure in poetry and painting. Taohuawu Taohua Temple, Taohuaguan Taohuaxian. Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them. This is a poem that he amuses himself.
Tang Yin, a native of Suzhou, Jiangsu Province, is even more awesome. He is the master of the Peach Blossom Temple, a Lu, a Buddhist deity, an affinity for Nanjing, and the first romantic talent in Jiangnan. In his later years, he believed in Buddhism and had six nicknames, such as lay man. Born in the sixth year of Chenghua in Ming Dynasty (1470), he died in the second year of Jiajing in Ming Dynasty (1523). He only lived to be 54. In his later years, he lived in seclusion in Suzhou Taohuawu. He writes poetry.
Song of Peach Blossom Temple (Tang Yin, Owner of Peach Blossom Temple in March)
There is a Taohuaan in Taohuawu, Wuxian (now Suzhou), where a peach fairy lives.
Peach Fairy planted many peach trees, picked them in spring and sold them, so she had money to drink.
I woke up and sat under the peach blossom, and I slept under the peach blossom tree when I was drunk.
Drunk, drunk, day after day, bloom year after year.
I just want to spend my life drinking and drinking until I die.
I don't want to bow and scrape to the people in the carriage.
It is the business of dignitaries to dismount by car, and it is their life for hermits to drink and enjoy flowers.
If the revealer is compared to a hermit, one is underground and the other is in heaven.
If you compare drinking Huasan wine with riding a horse, how mediocre they are.
How carefree I am.
People laughed at me and said I was crazy.
I also laugh that they can't see through the world.
Can't you see the graves of heroes (prominent figures) buried in Xi 'an Wu Ling (the place where the dead are buried)? They were intrigued all their lives, but they were buried there. As a farmer, there is no flower or wine to hoe the ground.