First, "Passing the Old Village" Tang 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. 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.
Second, visit Nanxi Taoist Chang, Changqing.
Walking along a path, there is a scar on the raspberry moss. After a while, the clouds fell low on the quiet lake, and the grass was sweet with an idle door. A pine tree that has become greener because of rain, a stream that originated from the mountain source. Mixed with truth, I have forgotten what to say.
Third, "Listening to the Qin" Liu Tang Changqing
The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
Fourth, Tang Changjian, the Buddhist temple after the broken mountain temple.
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. All is silent here, but the bell is ringing.
Five, "Listen to the Shu monk playing the piano" Tang Libai
The sea embraces the land-melodious songs come from the distant Emei Mountain. When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will. The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water. Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
Sixth, "Bamboo House" Tang
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Seven, "Ji Xiang Temple" Tang Wangwei
I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks. Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple. The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Eight, "I live in seclusion in Zhongnanshan" Tang
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Nine, "Chai Lu" Don Wang Wei
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
X. "From a short message I sent to Yu Shiyang in Taniguchi's study".
The mountain stream gullied the hut, and the clouds set off the city wall like colorful curtains. After the rain, the colors of Hsinchu are refreshing, and the mountains are more lovely against the sunset glow. Leisure egrets often nest early, and autumn flowers are full of vitality later than elsewhere. The boy cleaned the path and waited for my friend to arrive.
Xi。 Li Shangyin in Northern Luo Qing Dynasty
Where the sun has entered the western hills, I look for a monk in his hut. But only the fallen leaves were at home, and I walked through the chilling clouds. I heard the sound of stone gongs at dusk, and I leaned all my weight on my slender cane. In this world, in this dust, how can there be room for human passion? .
Twelve, "a suggestion to a friend Liu" Tang Bai Juyi
There is a glimmer of green in the old bottle and a hint of red in the quiet stove. It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? .