The fifth part is drinking
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.
Tao Yuanming returned to his hometown in 12, and he had already fallen in love with the leisurely rural life.
Living in the world, there is no noise of horses and chariots. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view. The smell in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good, and birds come back with their companions.
2. The most leisurely farming poem: "Return to the Garden Third"
Back to the Garden, Part III
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
This eight-sentence short chapter of "Planting beans in Nanshan" describes the hardships of the poet after his seclusion in a small space of 40 words.
Tao Yuanming went down to the field early in the morning to eradicate weeds, and didn't go back with a hoe until dusk came and the moon came out.