Poetry describing freedom and freedom

The poems describing freedom and freedom are as follows:

1. Ding Fengbo (Su Shi)

Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly? Bamboo poles and straw sandals are more nimble than riding, what is the terrible thing? A raincoat of coir raincoat, let the wind and rain, still live my life. The spring breeze cool, will my wine to wake up, the cold beginning of the cold, the sun of the mountain peak of the sun but in time to meet. Looking back at the place to meet the wind and rain, go back, for me, there is no wind and rain, or fine weather.

2. In the mountains, I have a drink with a secluded person (Li Bai)

Two people have a drink with flowers in the mountains, one cup after another. I want to sleep when I get drunk. you can leave yourself. if you don't, hold the violin in the morning.

3. The title of Qingcao Lake (Tang Gong) in Longyang County

The west wind blows the waves in the old Dongting Lake, and Xiang Jun has a lot of white hair all night. Being totally drunk I can’t see the sky is in the water. A boat laden with sweet dreams weighs down the Milky Way.

4. Huanxisha (Su Shi)

The drizzle and oblique wind make Han Xiao, and the light smoke scatters the willow and the beautiful beach. It's getting longer and longer to enter Huaihai and Qingluo. Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon, and Artemisia Polygonatum shoots try spring dishes. Human taste is pure joy.

5. Inviting guests (Zhao Shixiu)

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. The time has passed midnight, the invited guests have not come, I am bored gently knocking on the pieces, the shock of a point of oil lamp when the wick knot in a knot.

6. Looking at the south of the Yangtze River, Transcendent Taizuo (Su Shi)

Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to watch it on the detached stage. Half a moat of spring water and a city of flowers. Mist and rain darken thousands. After a cold meal, I wake up with wine but I feel uncomfortable. Don't miss your old country for your old friends, and try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine take advantage of time.

7. Sleeping at night in autumn rain (Bai Juyi)

Three autumn nights are cold and an old man is at ease. After the lights go out, sleep in the beautiful rain. Ash keeps the bottle warm, and incense warms the quilt. It's sunny and cold, and the frost leaves are full of red.