Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.
Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirteen years.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses.
Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.
Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
The house is clean and miscellaneous, and the virtual room is idle.
Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.
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Tao Yuanming is the second best in the garden.
There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world.
This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.
When complex market music, grass * * *.
When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.
My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day.
Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.
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Tao Yuanming is the third in the garden.
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
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Guiyuan ranks fourth, Tao Yuanming.
Long-term tourism mountain ze, wild forest entertainment.
Try to take your son and nephew and put them in the wild market.
Yiyi wandered between mountains and dragons, living in the past.
There are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo rot.
Excuse me, what is this person like?
The wage earners told me that "there is no rest after death".
"A lifetime in a foreign land" is really true!
Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty.
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Tao Yuanming lives in the fifth place in the garden.
Alone in a sense of loss, I returned to my hometown with a staff member. The road was bumpy and in shock.
The mountain stream is shallow and meets my feet.
I'm drinking my newly cooked wine, and two chickens attract the latest game.
When the sun sets, the candle is lit instead.
The height is high and the height is short, and the east is getting white.
Drink nine Tao Yuanming
Smell knocking at the door in the morning, turn it upside down and open it yourself.
Ask the son for whom? Father Tian has a kind heart.
I am far-sighted and doubt that I will keep pace with the times.
"Under the thatched eaves, the heights are cold.
I will live in Shang Tong all my life. May you pour mud into it. "
I was impressed by my father's words, and I was very angry.
You can learn honestly, but you are not fascinated!
And * * * Huan this drink, I dare not drive back.
How about drinking seven songs by Bai Juyi?
Don't hide in the mountains, you should feel sorry for yourself.
The tooth wound faces the water and looks bitter and frosty at night.
Fishing goes away and the wind comes, and firewood is covered with snow and rocks.
Why don't you come for a drink? You are drunk and tired.
Don't be a farmer, you should worry about yourself.
Plow the fields in spring and feed the cows at night.
When several officials raise taxes, it is rare to have autumn every year.
Why don't you have a drink and get drunk?
Don't be a businessman, I'm afraid you don't know.
Snow and frost travel north, and feng shui stays in the south of the Yangtze River.
If you hide 100 million dollars, you will sink a ship.
Why don't you have a drink and get drunk?
Don't take the Long March. Hard work is hard to talk about.
Have you ever painted Lin Ting? It's just the old Yuanmen.
Scorpions have something in their clothes, and there are traces on the surfaces of knives and guns.
Let's have a drink and get drunk.
Master Mo was born, but the immortal killed you by mistake.
That will be exposed, and I plan to make a crane.
They are all burning medicine and full of graves.
Why don't you come for a drink and sit together and get drunk?
If you don't go to Qingyun, Qingyun loves and hates.
Cultivate one's morality and cultivate one's nature, praise wisdom and correct each other.
Fish rotten bait swallowed, moths burned like lanterns.
Why don't you come for a drink and get drunk?
Don't go into the world of mortals, it's exhausting.
Twenty cents a dozen.
And put out the gas in the fire, don't grin.
Let's go to Tao Tao for a drink and get drunk.
Sent to Wei in autumn night.
When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems.
Pine nuts fell on the mountain, and you seem to wake up.
Gui Tian le Yan Dao Ji
Put on the number of flowering periods and you will have a feeling of spring.
Look, the plum blossom vomited,
May the flowers bloom bigger and live in spring forever.
I am afraid that flowers will fly and go in spring.
Bloom remained silent,
Ask this, is it like this every spring?
The lips are crimson and the temples are green, and there are fewer flowers before the words.
I remember these flowers. I used to see them.
Weeping willows don't float outside the door.
Bai Juyi who wants to return to the countryside
I like what he wants from this city, and I want to enjoy myself in Yuan Qiu.
Singing all kinds of evil poems through the ages, a pot of drunken selling spring scenery.
In the year of returning home, not all of them are old, and the families in Ba County are still not poor.
If you are happy, how many people can there be in the world?
Seven Pastoral Poems by Wang Wei (Ⅰ)
I hate to see thousands of families crossing the north and south neighbors.
The government has a bottom, and who is it?
Goodbye, Hou, and I'll talk to you about a pair.
It is better to plow south acres than to lie high in the east window.
At the intersection of Cailing River, the clouds are surging, and the forest falls in the west.
Fisherman by apricot tree altar, family in peach blossom garden.
Spring grass is lush, autumn grass is lush, and pine trees grow in Xia Han.
Cattle and sheep return to the village lane, and young people don't know how to dress.
There is a lonely village at the foot of the mountain and a lonely plateau on the horizon.
A swallow flies back to the alley, and Mr. Wu or Liu faces the door.
Hearts also contain fresh rain overnight, green willows and a touch of spring smoke.
The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.
Come to the spring when drinking, and relax when holding the piano.
The South Garden is exposed, and the East Valley is at night.
Lao Guo Ren Zhuang Meng Haoran
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.
Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.