Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Chinese plum
Wang Song Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Takeishi
thank
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Ode to laurel
Tang Libai
The world is full of peaches and plums.
Climbing shortcuts, and this spring breeze.
Glory cannot last long under first frost.
South, green leaves hang down the roots.
Qingyin can also be entrusted, so why not cherish the tree garden?
2. Poems about Things is a complete collection of ancient poems describing scenery.
Wangtianmen Mountain 1
Tang Libai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
2. Look at Lushan Waterfall
Tang Libai
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
3. Early Baidu City
Tang Libai
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
4. "Emei Mountain Moon Song"
Tang Libai
In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.
5. Spring Thoughts
Tang Libai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
6. "Wang Yue"
Don du fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
7.wang Dongting
Don Liu Yuxi
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
8. Jiangnan Spring
Don Dumu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
9. "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies"
Fan Song Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
10, Hui Chong Riverside Night Scene.
Song sushi
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The Artemisia basket is full of short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
1 1, in the grid
Tang Zhang He Zhi
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
12, Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake
Tang Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
13, "Small Pool"
Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
14, Country Night
Tang Bai Juyi
In a piece of autumn grass that was grayed by frost, insects were whispering, and everyone around the mountain village disappeared.
Looking at Noda from the front door alone, the moon is in the sky and the flowers are like snow.
15, "Tour Shanxi Village"
Song luyou
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
16, passing the old people's village
Tang Meng Hao ran
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.
17, quatrains
Don du fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
18, Autumn in the Mountain.
Don
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
19, early spring
Tang Bai Juyi
The snow melts and the ice is released, and the scenery is complicated.
The fields of the whole stadium are wet and the leaves are rooted in the walls.
The official residence is quiet and the door is closed to the west.
Who do you want to talk to if you don't open Zhuang Lao Juan?
20. Spring on the Lake
Tang Bai Juyi
The spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and the chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint.
There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon.
Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu.
I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half the sentences were left in this lake.
3. Love lotus theory of object-chanting poems
(Song) Zhou Dunyi's Flowers of Land and Water Plants is very cute. Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tang came, people all over the world love peony. Give the only lotus a muddy but not dirty, clear but not demon, straight through, not creeping, with far-reaching fragrance, graceful and pure, looking from a distance, not ridiculous. Give chrysanthemums, flowers will be quiet; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Alas! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Lotus love, who is the giver; Peony love is suitable for many people.
Limestone hymn
Yu Qian
A thousand hammers cut deep mountains, and the fire burns like a fool.
Don't be afraid of broken bones and mud, and leave innocence in the world.
Zaomei
Year: Tang Author: Liu Zongyuan Style: Five Laws Category: Still Life
Early plums grow tall trees, reflecting Chu Tianbi.
The crescent moon floats in Ye Xiang, and first frost is white.
I want to give it to Wan Li, across the mountains and rivers.
Cold English is on pins and needles, why comfort distant guests?
Early Mei Age: Tang Author: Zhang Wei Genre: Four Musts
Next to Lincunxi Bridge, there is a cold plum and white jade belt tree.
I don't know if the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it was not sold after the winter snow.
Early Mei Dynasty: Tang Author: Genre: Five Laws Category: Still Life
All the trees are frozen and ready to break, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.
In the old Zita Law tree, a branch opened last night.
The wind is too fragrant to disappear, and the bird can see the plain face.
Next year, a separate law will be enacted, which will be reflected in Spring Festival travel rush Station first.
Mei-Wah Wong
Year: Tang Author: Ning He Style: Ci
No news from Cao Chun,
There are traces of wax snow.
Cross-ridge cold branches are self-dismantled,
It's a pity that it's cold and beautiful.
Shouyang is nowhere to be found,
Who plays the flute?
Yimei
Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin Genre: Five Musts
Set the horizon,
Unwilling to be materialistic.
Cold plum is the most hateful,
Often used as last year's flowers.
Zaomei
Year: Tang Author: Meng Haoran Style: Five Dynasties Ancient
There are early plums in the garden, which are cold all the year round.
The young woman struggling to climb up and down will return to the mirror table.
I still want to read enough words, but I want to cut them with scissors.
chrysanthemum
Year: Tang Author: Chao Huang Style: Four Unique Categories: Still Life
Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers after they bloom.
The incense array pervades Chang 'an, and the city is full of golden flowers.
Chrysanthemum in front of the courtyard
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: Ancient Seven Dynasties
The chamomile in front of the eaves moved late, and the green core was difficult to pick.
It's no use waking up in the depression tomorrow.
There are many fragrant flowers in the field beside the fence. Pick beautiful flowers to ascend to nave.
Branches and leaves grow out of the mill hole, and the roots are gone.
Tite chrysanthemum
Year: Tang Author: Chao Huang Style: Four Musts
The west wind is full of lotus in the courtyard, and butterflies are hard to come.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.
In early winter, I played with Qian Yuanwai to ban new chrysanthemums.
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi School: Ancient Capital of Five Dynasties
If it is forbidden to delay, Meng Dongju will die first.
The new yellow house is green and decays like gold.
Xianlang is hidden in the sun, like Tao Pengze.
Looking at the autumn pool, I am used to picking fences during the day.
You come here to enjoy today, and your wild intentions are adaptive.
Golden Horse Gate Flower, Jade Mountain Peak Guest.
The Korean side quoted clear sentences and sang the scenery at night.
The color of the wine is suitable, but it is better to hold spearmint.
Flowers die of sorrow, and frost accumulates at the end of the year.
Only in this way can bloom help you cherish it.
[Qian Wei lives at the foot of Lantian Mountain, so it is cloudy. ]
chrysanthemum
Year: Tang Author: Zheng Gu Style: Four Musts
Don't put Artemisia capillaris in the hands of Wang Sun. On the ninth day, the branches are close to the temples.
The dew and autumn fragrance are all over the pool shore, and the origin is not envious of the height of tile pine.
A kind of bamboo
Year: Tang Author: Li He Style: Five Methods
Into the hydrological light movement, insert the green shadow spring.
Exposed bamboo shoots, moss-colored brush frost roots.
Weaving can carry fragrance and sweat, and shearing can catch brocade scales.
Three beams have been put into use, and one section is dedicated to Wang Sun.
Quchi River
Year: Tang Author: Lu Style: Five Wonders Category: Poems about Things
The fragrance winds around the winding shore, and the round shadow covers the huachi.
I'm always afraid that the autumn wind will fall early, and I don't know.
Mo mei
Wang Yuan cotton
The first trees in my Xiyan Lake are all in light ink.
Don't praise the good color, as long as it is clear and full of dried Kun.
Loushiming
Yuxi Liu Tang
The mountain is not high, and the immortals are famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual. I am humble, but I am kind. The moss marks on the upper steps are green, and the grass in the curtains is green. I talked and laughed with a scholar, but I didn't have Ding Bai. I can tune the piano and read Jin Dian. I don't want to be confused by silk and bamboo, nor do I want to work hard. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Ting Yun in Xishu, and Kong Ziyun.
4. What are the warm spring solstice in the poems describing the scenery?
There will be three sunny days in spring.
Spring rain is as expensive as oil.
Spring takes the lead all the year round.
A year's plan starts with spring.
Children's faces change three times a day in spring.
Fat but spring rain, bitter but autumn frost.
Season waits for no man, spring warms bloom.
Spring comes early and Qiu Lai is full.
Spring ploughs an inch of land, and autumn hits Shiwan Valley.
You can't be old for ten years, but you miss a spring in one day.
Youth is the spring of mankind. —— Guo Moruo
Flowers are everywhere in Spring City. -Han Yu
The branches of red apricot are full of spring. -Song Qi
Dongfeng Man Chun. -Li He
Everything is fresh in spring. -Feng Menglong
Spring has come to this world. -Zhang wipe
Spring can't close the garden, but an apricot leaves the wall. -Ye Shaoweng
At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. -Bai Juyi
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? -Wang Anshi
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He is Zhang Zhi.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. -Su Shi
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. -Liu Yuxi
There is no need to welcome guests in the eastern suburbs, and spring scenery lies in thousands of families. -Lu Daoyue
Spring rain-the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
The wind does not blow, and the grass does not sprout.
Poems about Winter _ Famous Winter Scenery Poems
The wind blew the yellow clouds away for hundreds of miles, and a snow-white snow peak was surrounded by a vortex of nine streams, "Lushan Mountain Folk Song"
It's cold in Whitestorm, and snowflakes are as big as hands.
A vine path is green, and a million snow peaks are clear.
Flying alone in a piece of snow, seeing autumn in a hundred miles.
I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice is choking the ferry, and I will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.
The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.
The cold wind blew for a while, and the wind and waves merged with Yunping's homesickness in Gongan County.
The weather and personnel are urging each other, and the solstice of winter brings spring to the solstice.
The window contains the autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is moored to the Wan Li ship.
The snow on the mountain in the west is white, the snow in the three fortified towns is white, and the water in the lake in the south shines on the hope of the long bridge.
Although the daylight in winter is shorter on the elemental scale, the end of the world is covered with snow and ice.
The other seven horses are also unique, as if they were cold and empty.
Every winter in Handan post office until Sunday, I am accompanied by the shadow in front of the knee-hugging lamp.
In October, the south of the Yangtze River is sunny and cold as spring flowers.
Knowing the heavy snow at night, I heard the sound of bamboo "snowing at night"
We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and the burden of snow on our bows and swords was "sediment, part III"
The grass is dead, the eagle eye is sick, and the snow is light.
The wind scares the bamboo, and the snow covers the mountains.
The setting sun is far away, cold and white.
Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprints: "Bai Xuege sent Wu."
The north wind rolls white grass, eight In the snow crosses Tatar Day, and sends Wu.
Who cut and carved a pile of snow on the flat ground into this smallpox treatise on febrile diseases?
Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? Snow guard the blue pass, and the horse stops.
Today's cold fire on the ancient bunker is gray, wild and gloomy, flying with white, "listening to the big talk."
There was not a town for 3,000 miles, and there was nothing but a camp, until the heavy sky joined the vast desert in the snow, an ancient war song.
Through the jagged white snow on the mountain at night, a stranger in a lonely candle is pregnant except at night.
Six flying flowers came into the room and sat watching "To the Snow". The bamboo inside turned into lovely branches.
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow.
I don't know if the recent splash has started, but I suspect that the "early plum" has not been sold after the winter snow.
I don't know whether I will leave court today, but people suspect that Hualin snowed in the garden last night.
Look at how Mount Zhongnan soars. The white top of the mountain is above the clouds. Look at the snow peaks of Mount Zhongnan.
Thousands of bamboo shoots and stones, thousands of jade articles, thousands of trees and thousands of silver "Qin Xue".
There is plum, no snow, no spirit, snow and no poetry.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost Mei Duanxiang's "attention".
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind mourns the "year of the year"
Snow used to be like flowers, but now it is like snow.
The stream is deep, the snow is uncomfortable, the mountains are frozen, and there is no cloud.
At the end of the year, it snows day by day in hentai.
What does snow look like? Sprinkle salt in the air and you can write Ode to Snow.
A boat, a bamboo cloak and an old man are fishing in the cold river snow, Jiang Xue.
5. Write poems about scenery ~ Xiao Chunmeng Haoran In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Recalling that Bai Juyi in Jiangnan is good in Jiangnan, the scenery once seemed familiar.
At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue, so we can't forget Jiangnan. Peach blossoms bloom in Dalin Temple in April.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the sand is clear and the water is clear, the spring is nameless, the mountains are warm and the pavilions are covered.
Willow swings the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Du Fu of Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night knows the rainy season, which happens in spring. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Send someone to visit Mr. Wu Du Xunhe and meet him in Gusu. They will try their best to pillow the river. Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes.
The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk. Recalling you far away, when the moon is not sleeping, hearing the songs on the river will touch your homesickness.
6. Poetry about Still Life Love Lotus (Song) Zhou Dunyi's Flowers of Land, Water and Vegetation is very sweet. Tao Jin Yuanming loves chrysanthemums alone; Since Li Tang came, people all over the world love peony. Give the only lotus a muddy but not dirty, clear but not demon, straight through, not creeping, with far-reaching fragrance, graceful and pure, from a distance, not ridiculous. Give chrysanthemums, flowers will be quiet; Peony, blooming with wealth; Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Alas! The love of chrysanthemum flowers is rarely heard after Tao; Lotus love, who is the giver; Peony's love suits many people. The lime song [Ming] was carved in the mountains with thousands of strokes, and the fire burned casually. If the bones are broken and muddy, you must leave your innocence in the world. Early Plum Age: Tang Author: Liu Zongyuan Style: Five Laws Category: Still life early plum grows tall, reflecting Chu Tianbi. The crescent moon floats over Ye Xiang, and first frost is numerous and white. I want to give it to Wan Li. Early Mei period: Tang Author: Zhang Wei's work type: Seven unique trees with cold plum and white jade belt near Lincun Creek Bridge. I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it hasn't been sold by Winter Snow. Early Mei Age: Tang Author: School: Five Laws Category: Still life freezes and thousands of trees are about to break, while solitary roots are warm and solitary. In the former Zita Law tree, a branch blossomed last night. The wind is fragrant, and the birds are plain and beautiful. First of all, it is reflected in the spring platform. Looking forward to the Plum Blossom Age: Tang Author: Ning He Style: The word has no news, but traces of wax and snow. The cold branches over the ridge are fragrant and beautiful. Why Shouyang is nowhere to be found? Who played the flute? Yi Mei era: Tang Author: Li Shangyin genre: The Five Wonders are set at the end of the world, I would like to look at things. Lengmei is the most hateful and is often regarded as the flower of last year. Early plum era: Tang Author: Meng Haoran genre: Five ancient gardens have early plum blossoms, and the years are cold. Young women struggle to climb up and down, and will return to the mirror image stage. I still want to cut them with scissors. Chrysanthemum Age: Tang Author: After Huang Chao School bloom, I was killed by flowers. Incense rose in Chang 'an, and the city was full of golden flowers. Tanju age in front of the court: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: Chamomile moved late in front of the seven ancient eaves, and the green core was difficult to pick. Tomorrow, when I am depressed and drunk, the residual flowers are rotten. What good is it to open them? There are many fragrant flowers in the wild beside the fence, and the delicate flowers rise to the center. The mill has grown branches and leaves, and the roots are gone. The topic of the chrysanthemum era. I finally got a cold-scented butterfly. If I were Di Qing next year, I would repay it with peach blossoms. I want to play with Mr. Qian to ban new chrysanthemums in early winter. Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi genre: The five forbidden departments in ancient times were cold and late, and Meng Dongju was the first mourner. The new yellow flowers are green and rot like gold. Xianlang is hidden in the sun, like Tao Pengze. Looking at Qiu pity pool, he is used to picking fences ... singing and playing with the evening scenery. Give the wine a proper color and keep the fragrance of orchids. Flowers wither and frost accumulates at the end of the year. Only this bloom is diligently helping you cherish it. [Qian Wei was at the foot of Lantian Mountain, so he died. ] Chrysanthemum Age: Tang Author: Zheng Gu School: Seven Stop Wang Sun Moby, Nine Days Branch Close to the Bones. The dew is wet and the autumn fragrance is full of pool shore, and the origin is not envious of tile pine. Insert green shadows in spring. Expose the diameter of Watson's bamboo shoots and brush the frost roots with moss. Weaving can bear fragrance and sweat, and shearing can catch brocade scales. Three beams have been put into use, one of which is dedicated to the prince and grandson. Lotus Age in Quchi: Tang Author: Land School: Five Unique Categories: Chanting things and fragrance around the Quchi, and the round shadow covering the Huachi. I'm often afraid of the wind in early autumn, but I don't know that Momei Garden, Wang Mian and my Xiyan Hutou tree are all faint ink marks in full bloom. Only the clear air is full of dry Kun. Liu Yuxi's mountain in the humble room is not high, but it is famous for its immortals. If the water is not deep, there is a dragon, so there is spirituality. I am humble, but virtuous and fragrant. The moss on it is green, and the grass in the curtain is green. I talked and laughed with a scholar, but there was no Ding Bai. I can tune the pipa and read Jin Dian. There is no confusion between silk and bamboo, and there is no complicated form. Nanyang.
7. Good words, sentences and paragraphs describing still life are very strange to stand here and watch. The mountains have completely changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plain or halfway up the mountain. They become very layered, messy, majestic and strange.
Look up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time. I saw a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks.
A closer look shows that the giant peak is like the Monkey King holding a golden hoop, and those small peaks are like monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks. Look, the Monkey King is taking his children to kill the worse.
Under the pale sky, the mountains are as black as iron and solemn. The red sun rises and the peaks are deep blue.
Then, the mist appeared, and the milky white yarn separated the heavy mountains, leaving only the blue peaks, which really looked like a refreshing landscape painting. After a while, the fog cleared again, and the bare rock wall and steep rock wall were dyed deep red by the sun's light and gradually turned into bronze, which was particularly magnificent against the background of green trees and fields.
There are no villages and rice fields in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one dares to go deep into their hearts, even adventurous hunters just go to their feet to chase goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain, and never climb to its peak. Nothing is more charming than the green hills bathed in the spring rain. The whole hillside is lush green. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls.
On the knife-shaped hill, there are wisps of milky white fog, and a slender line is faintly visible in the fog. This stone wall is like a skyscraper on its back, so high that it will collapse and be aggressive.
On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to be a huge black felt hat buckled on the cliff, and clusters of unknown wild flowers leap from the stone wall. The rain changed the atmosphere of the park. In the sea of clouds in the northwest, there are distant mountains like ink paintings, which are quite praised as "borrowing scenery" in garden architecture.
A good word, a good word, a good word describes interesting things, naive, carefree, free, naive, ridiculous, holding your chest, iodine belly, making baby, laughing, laughing, running after me, running after me, at sixes and sevens, thinking that you are holding your breath, screaming, and screaming. Pretend as if nothing has happened, be naughty, be covered in mud, chase everywhere, lose your temper, make noise, dance with knives, catch turtles in a jar, be handy, do whatever you want, cheer and splash water everywhere.