"Tian Jie is small and moist as crisp, and the grass is near and not far. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is better than the willow. " This poem is a seven-character quatrain written by Han Yu, a writer in Tang Dynasty. The poet presented us with the fresh and beautiful scenery of spring with "light rain" and "grass". The drizzle on the streets of Beijing moistens everything like ghee. From a distance, the grass colors are linked together, but when you look closely, it looks sparse and scattered. This is the best season of the year, far more memorable than the late spring in the city of green willows.
"When will the swallow fly back? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. The spring rain broke the bridge and the boat propped up Liu Yin. " It means, pairs of swallows, when did you fly back? Peach tree branches on both sides of the river are immersed in water. The bright red peach blossoms are in full bloom. After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly pulled out from the shade of willow trees.
"I was born on the edge of the grass, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. Spring tides bring rain late, and there is no boat crossing in the wild. " I love the grass by the river and the orioles in the deep forest. The spring tide is accompanied by light rain, which makes the water flow more turbulent. Only unmanned boats can cross the river.
"Taste years as thin as yarn, who let the rider Beijing. Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Plain clothes doesn't sigh, it's clear enough to go home. " In other words, my interest in official career has become less and less like a veil in recent years. Who let me ride to Beijing and be polluted by prosperity?
Living in a small building, I heard the rain at night and the apricot blossoms in the alley in the morning. Spread out a small piece of paper and write cursive at an oblique angle. On sunny days, sit by the window and slowly boil water to make tea and taste tea. Don't sigh that the dust in Beijing will stain white clothes. Tomb-Sweeping Day still has time to go back to his hometown in Yin Shan, near Jinghu Lake.