There are green mountains and green waters everywhere, and white wine and yellow chicken are popular when they come.
Far from right and wrong, no fame and fortune, I slept by the window at noon.
Nautilus cup day is late, better than painting.
Laugh at the white hair and still entangle the lock. I like that the world of mortals can't catch fish.
Eight poems, San Lv. Clean up the late spring work.
I love the bamboo fence in the thatched cottage to live a small life.