Han Yu, return the word. rock
The towering and steep rocks, narrow mountain roads like sheep intestines, and the dusk when bats are flying come to this temple.
I climbed into the hall, sat on the steps and drank the air washed by the rain. The banana leaves were very big.
Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make my bed and prepare rice soup. The food is rough, but it is enough to fill my stomach.
It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left alone, unable to see the way in and out of the fog, and I groped my way up and down.
The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
I met a stream on the road, stepped barefoot at the foot of a stone, and the sound of running water blew up my clothes.
These things themselves can make life happy. Is it necessary for you to be bound by people?
Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old?
spring
(Song) Qin Guan
The light thunder fell all night, and the frivolous tiles were uneven.
Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches.
On Thirteen Poems
Yuan Haowen
Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches.
Walking out of the closed-door stone sentence, the beginning of the canal is a girl poem.