Years are long, but busy people are selling themselves; ?
The heavens and the earth are wide, and the light ones pass; ?
Wind, flowers, snow and the moon are all idle, and those who make trouble are redundant.
Zhu Wangwei (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.
Dian Jiang Lipu Ding Weidong Wu Songzuo
Yan Yan has no intention, and the west bank of Taihu Lake goes with the clouds. Several peaks are bitter. It is raining in Shang Lue.
Next to the fourth bridge, I plan to live with you every day. That's not what happened. Looking back, the willows danced irregularly.
Drinking Tao Yuanming (Song)
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.
What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Tour of Shanxi Village on Land (Song Dynasty)
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.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Meng Haoran (Tang), passing by the old people's village.
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Villages surrounded by green trees and deep blue mountains in the distance.
Triumphal Scenic Garden, holding a glass and talking about Sang Ma.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang (Tang)
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.
Huineng (Tang) in the Book of Changes
Bodhi is neither a tree nor a mirror.
There is nothing, so there is no dust.
Song Tao Yuanming (Song)
I wanted to live in Nancun yesterday, not for the house.
I'm glad to hear more people and enjoy the morning and evening.
I have been pregnant with this for several years, and today I am our service.
Why is it wide? We should put enough seats on the bed.
Neighboring songs come from time to time, and the word resistance is a thing of the past.
Appreciation of strange pens.
Tao Yuanming (Tang), Return to the Garden
Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.
I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields.
The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.
Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.
Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.
Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.