Song luyou
Broken bridge outside the post, no owner. It's dusk, and it's stormy.
I'm not talking about fighting for spring, but every group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance remains.
Mud comes out without dye, clear without demon. Communication is straight, not crawling, fragrant and clear, elegant, not ridiculous from a distance!
-Zhou Dunyi's Love Lotus
Don't brag about how good your colors are, just keep them fresh and shine on Wang Yuan.
Limestone hymn
Yu Qian
The author uses lime as a metaphor to express his unyielding quality and his thoughts and feelings of fighting evil forces to the end. If the fire burns accidentally, he should remain innocent in this world.
Tao Yuanming
Five songs of returning to the garden
One:
Without vulgar rhyme, I naturally love Qiushan. I fell into the dust net by mistake for thirteen years.
Birds love the ancient forest, and the fish in the pond miss the ancient garden.
There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine thatched houses. The eaves of Liu Yin are covered with elms, in front of which is Luotang, Li Tao.
This is a warm village, and there is smoke in the yiyi market. Dogs bark in deep alleys, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump.
The house is clean and miscellaneous, and the virtual room is idle. Have you been locked in a cage for a long time? Return to nature.
Two:
There are few people in the wild and few wheels in the backcountry.
In the music of the city market, the grass is full of grass. Sang Ma has a long way to go.
The days in Sang Ma are long, but those in our country are wide. I'm always afraid that the frost will come and disperse with the grass.
Three:
At the foot of Nanshan, beans are planted, and the grass is full of beans.
The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
Four:
I have been to Shanze for a long time, enjoying the wild forest. I will try to take my son and nephew to the wild market.
Wandering between mountains and dragons, I live in the past. There are remnants in the well, and bamboo and mulberry rot.
Excuse me, what is this person like? The wage earners said to me, "There is no rest after death." .
"A lifetime in a foreign land" is really true! Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty.
Five:
I feel sorry for myself, rugged and winding. The mountain stream is shallow and meets my feet.
My newly cooked wine has brought two chickens closer to the office.
Happiness comes and bitterness goes, and the dusk is short, which has returned to Tianxu.
Bitter will make a difference, thick cakes will be sliced, and there will be no crumbs! Men can't adapt to the body, but they are stronger than men at heart. (Qiu Jin's "Man Jiang Hong's Gallbladder")
Don't say that women are not British things, singing on the Longquan wall every night! (Qiu Jin's "Partridge Sky")
Li Bai: 1. Ann can appeal to people to bend their eyebrows and serve the dignitaries. They will never suffer from showing an honest face.
2. Smile at the sky and go out. Are we Artemisia people?
The road is as wide as the blue sky, but there is no way out before my eyes.
From A Dream of Red Mansions: 1. Flowers bloom all over the sky, and the fragrance disappears. Who has pity?
2. Try to see the residual flowers in spring gradually fall, that is, when the beauty dies of old age.
There is no sad song for me, I don't know what happened!