I visited Mingyue Mountain again, and the scenery was completely different. The mountains and rocks have not changed, but the years have passed.
Going ruggedly into the deep forest, the world becomes dark. The clouds and smoke are lingering, and I rush to the moon.
Green bamboo blocks the shadows, mistaking it for a rainy day. The steps are soaring, and there are many sceneries at every step.
I suddenly felt a slight chill, it turned out that I was in front of the waterfall. The spring flows from the dangerous gap, making the sound of nature.
"Climbing high and looking at dusk, the setting sun is infinitely far away. The glow illuminates the village, and smoke rises from all sides. 》
Together with God, we vow to reach the Star-picking Rock. The moon in the Toad Palace is long, and the blue sea is at a loss.
I hate that I can’t thank you for my work, and I can’t do what I can. The feet are as if they are worth a thousand pieces of gold, and the body seems to be boneless.
Sit leisurely in the pavilion and listen to the sounds of the mountains. There are mountains outside the mountains, so where can I find the top?
The evening breeze blows on your face, and you can smell the fragrance carefully. It's the fragrance of flowers, and the fragrance comes from the bottom of my heart.
The color pool is stored in the sky, and it goes without saying that it is sweet. It is said that the goddess has arrived, and she looks back in pity.
It started here last year and ends here again today. But I have no regrets and will come to visit you tomorrow.
I am excited when I feel anxious about the mountain, but I feel slumped down the mountain in fear. Before walking even half a step, my feet were already trembling.
Fortunately, I have a companion to play with, and laughter relieves the sorrow of poverty. And let go of your resentment, everything will have its end.
The mountain scenery is beautiful, but the mountains do not give way to the wise. Each adds to the mountain, and together they add to the Mingyue Mountain.
Go carefully step by step and move with heart every step. The road is over and there is no time to visit again.
In the white clouds of the North Mountain, the hermit feels happy. When we look at each other, we climb high, and our hearts follow the wild geese. Worry arises in the dusk, happiness arises in the autumn. Sometimes I see people returning to the village, crossing the sand to rest. "The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the islands by the river are like the moon." 》Why should I bring wine to get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival?
When I climb high and look at dusk, I can’t help but rely on myself.
《The trees are all in autumn colour, and the mountains are only in their sunset. 》
The shepherd boy drives the calf back, and the hunting horse returns with the poultry.
We look at each other but have no acquaintance, and we sing and pick up the flowers for a long time.
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