1, Tianwudai: Feng Dao
Poverty is life, so why sigh?
Do what you have to do, and come if you can.
De-icing is necessary in winter, and grass grows by itself in spring.
Look here, the sky is very clear.
Appreciate:
Poverty and wealth are providence, no need to sigh. Just grasp the present, no matter what will happen in the future. Winter has passed, the ice and snow will melt, spring will come, and flowers will bloom. If we can understand this truth, we can see through everything in the world.
2. "Partridge Sky" Song Dynasty: Zhu Dunru
Blowing fragrant apricot Dan with bamboo powder. Try the width of the new gauze cap. The sound of the piano and the sound of books are long, and the gulls and herons in the secluded pond are idle.
Looking for sweat, listening to whispers. Yun Jian sends water to the moon indifferently. No one loosens yellow rice wine, and sometimes Fei Xian secretly returns it.
Appreciate:
Poets are open-minded and indifferent to their ambitions. They play the piano and read books every day, plant flowers and raise birds, listen to the flowing streams and watch the flowers bloom. "Send the moon to cool your heart", but don't listen to things outside the window. It seems that there are immortals interacting with them in the dark.
3. Qujiang Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
A flower flew away, but it was spring, and the wind was so sad.
And look at the flowers and eyes, don't hurt your lips.
Emeralds are nested in the small hall by the river, and unicorns lie on the edge of the garden.
If we push physics carefully, there will be eating, drinking and having fun, so why not go this way as a floating glory.
Appreciate:
Broad-minded, we must work hard from the word plain. Du Fu's heart is the whole life, but he also understands that happiness is what a person pursues all his life in this world. Why not? Life is easy to get old, and everyone will go into decline, even the noble above is inevitable.
4. "On the Mountain" Tang Dynasty: Si Kongtu
The whole family and I love each other, and we are covered with moss all the way.
The refugees divided up more space and released the elk from the cold forest.
The name should be light, the reason should be forgotten, and close to the Buddha's heart.
Last night, there was a sudden thunderstorm in western Guizhou, and several peaks were singing in the evening.
Appreciate:
In his later years, the poet hated his official career, and even less liked the noise of the world. But he took a leisurely walk, quietly counted the peaks, did not seek immortality, just wanted to be an forgetful guest. From then on, there is nothing left to wash, and everything is far away.