Go back to Xi, the countryside will ruin Hu Bugui! Since the heart is the form of service, isn't it sad? Without remonstrating with the past, you can pursue what you know. Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday. The ship is far away and the wind is blowing. Asking for directions, ex-husband, hate dawn.
Go home, the fields are going to be deserted, why not go back! Since being an official is to make your mind serve your body, what is the melancholy and sadness now? Recognize that past mistakes can't be undone, but things in the future can start over. It is not far from going astray, knowing that it is right to go back today, but it was wrong to be an official in the past. The boat rocked and walked briskly on the water, and the breeze blew and shook my clothes. Ask the distance in front of pedestrians, but it's hateful that it's dusk in the morning and you can't see clearly on the road.
The second paragraph is about the pleasure of seclusion after returning to China:
It looks forward to Yu Heng and runs with joy. Welcome, son, waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles. Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy. Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable. Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed. When helping the elderly to vomit and rest, you can keep your head straight and look away. Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly. The scenery is coming, lonely and lingering. Back in Xi, please rest assured that you will never travel. The world is against me, I can't ask any more! Please love words from relatives, play music and read books to eliminate worries. The farmer told Yu Yichun that he would focus on the western region. Or a towel cart, or a boat Finding a ditch is not only stealing, but also rugged and hilly. Wood is thriving and spring is blooming. When everything is fine, I feel that my journey of life is over.
Seeing the house with the crossbar as the door, I ran happily. The boy servant came to meet me, and the young child was waiting at the door. The house is near the wasteland, and there are still pines and chrysanthemums. I came into the room with my youngest son in my arms, and the cup was full of wine. It's very comfortable to drink a cup alone and look at the trees in the yard leisurely. Relying on the south window, it is used to pin pride on the world, and it is easy to feel at ease and understand that the room is small. It is interesting to go for a walk in the garden every day. Although the door is set, it is often closed because it is not at home. Travel and rest around with crutches, and often look up into the distance.
Clouds come out of the peak unintentionally, and birds fly home tired. The sun is dim, and the sun is about to set. Feel lonely, lingering, reluctant to leave. Go home, let me stop communicating with the world and cut off contacts. The world goes against my will, why go out by car to pursue something! I like listening to my relatives' confidences, reading books, playing the piano for fun and eliminating troubles. The farmer told me that spring was coming and there would be farm work in the fields.
Sometimes driving, sometimes rowing. Cross deep and winding roads or rugged hills. Trees are lush and springs are trickling. Appreciate all kinds of creatures, but lament that their lives are coming to an end.
In the third paragraph, I wrote that life is limited and there is no need to pursue it suddenly. I should follow the natural arrangement and live a happy life in the knowledge life. Shows the author's negative emotions: