The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes dying children peeling lotus leaves at the head of a stream. In his later years, Xin Qiji was excluded from the officialdom, but his ambition could not be realized. He came to the quiet countryside, looked at the lush beautiful countryside and wrote this poem.
Although the hut is short, it can shelter from the wind and rain. The family got together and lived a happy life, drinking warm wine and listening to Wu Nong's soft words. A heart frozen by wind and frost gradually melted in this busy day.
Nine times out of ten, when life is unsatisfactory and disheartened, you might as well go home and have a look, go back to the busy old house and talk to your parents often. Being together as a family is the greatest warmth in the world.
Nan Gezi Song Ouyang Xiu
Golden mud belt with phoenix bun and jade palm comb with dragon pattern. Walking under the window, smiling and supporting each other, loving each other? Make a pen and draw flowers for a long time and try your hand. Idleness hinders embroidery, so how can the word Yuanyang become a book?
The ancients said that there are three happy events in life: "I spent the night in the bridal chamber when I was the number one scholar, and I met an old friend in a foreign country." This poem written by the poet is a warm scene of a newly married couple.
After dressing up, the wife smiled and asked her husband, is the depth of eyebrows appropriate? After a while, she nestled in her husband's arms again and asked how to write the word "Yuanyang".
What is unforgettable in life is the good time with your partner. Even though your hair has been gray for decades, you will still feel safe when you look back at your wedding scene. May you have such a wonderful person in your heart to warm your life.
Da Li Lu Tang Zhang Jiuling
The fragrance of pine leaves can be used to brew sweet wine. Spring has come. I wonder how much of this wine you have brewed? Although the mountain road is far away, I will not refuse your kind invitation; Even if the snow is thick, visit the snow. It's spring and the ice has melted. Lu Li, a friend, invited the poet to his house for a drink. The poet wrote this poem.
Pine leaves can make wine. I wonder how many times you and I can get drunk this spring. Even if the mountain is high and the road is far, and the snow is falling, I am happy to keep the appointment!
In the stormy life, the luckiest thing is to have a bosom friend who can make friends with you. Even though we are thousands of miles apart, we often miss each other. A phone call, a ticket, you can cross Qian Shan, meet each other after a brief encounter, and warm your heart.