Returning to the Garden House. Part I
There is no vulgar rhyme, and the nature loves Qiushan.
fall into the dust net by mistake for thirty years.
a captive bird is nostalgic for the old forest, and a fish in the pond misses its source.
open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
there are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine grass houses.
the back eaves of Liu Yin elm, in front of Taoli Luotang.
it's warm (ài) far away from people's village, and there's smoke in Yiyi Market.
in the deep lane where dogs bark, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump.
there is no dust and clutter in the household, and there is leisure in the virtual room.
after being in a cage for a long time, it's back to nature.
returning to the garden and living in the second place
there are few people in the wild, and there are few martingales in the poor lanes.
hide the beauty in the daytime, and think about wine.
when people are in vain, they travel with grass.
there are no miscellaneous words when we meet, but the words are long in Sang Ma.
Sang Ma is getting longer, and our territory is getting wider.
I'm always afraid of frost, and it's the same as the grass.
return to the garden. the third
plant beans at the foot of the south mountain, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.
in the morning, you should make good use of waste and filth, and bring home the lotus with you.
the road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and my clothes are exposed in the evening.
clothes are not enough to cherish, but you can keep your wish.
Return to the Garden House. Fourth
Go to the mountains and rivers for a long time and have fun in the wild.
try to take your sons and nephews with you.
Wandering around the hills and dragons, I am reluctant to live in the past.
there are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo are rotten.
I'd like to ask someone who takes a salary, but everyone is different.
the wage earner told me that there is no rest after death.
it's true that I abandoned the market for a lifetime.
Life seems unreal, but in the end there is nothing.
Returning to the Garden House. Part V
Feeling disappointed and resentful is the only way to return, and the hazel music is rugged.
the mountains and streams are clear and shallow, so it's enough for me to stumble.
if you pour my newly cooked wine, two chickens will bring you closer.
it's dark in the daytime, and the bright candle is replaced by the bright salary.
the joy comes and the bitterness comes, and the evening is short, and it has returned to Tianxu.