Gui Tian Yuan is in Qiyi.
Without vulgar rhyme, I naturally love Qiushan.
Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirty years.
The caged bird loves the old forest, but the pond fish misses the old 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 straw houses.
Yin's back eaves, in tang qian.
Warm (ài) away from the people's village, there is smoke in Yiyi market.
In the deep alley where dogs bark, chickens call mulberry trees jump.
The house is clean and messy, and the vacant rooms are more leisure.
After staying in a cage for a long time, you will return to nature.
Translated by Zhuang Jingjiang
Young people don't like secular interests, but naturally like rural mountains and rivers. I've been in officialdom for so many years.
Caged birds cling to the Woods, while fish in the pond yearn for the abyss. The gardening and metallurgy of Nanshan reclaimed land, adhered to nature and returned to the garden. There are eight or nine thatched cottages around the humble room. The elms and willows are shaded, and the peach blossoms and plum blossoms are scattered all over the house. In the distance, the village is faintly visible, and the smoke from the kitchen is beautiful and lovely. Dogs barked from time to time in the depths of the alley, and cocks crowed on mulberry trees.
Live in seclusion without worldly troubles, and the humble room is at ease. I have been trapped in a cage for a long time, but I am glad to return to nature.