Don't laugh at farmers' wine and wine, and keep enough chickens and dolphins at harvest time. The mountain overlapping water flow twists and turns is worried that no way can walk, the willow green flowers suddenly appear a mountain village. Xiao Gu followed the Spring Club and dressed simply. From now on, if you ride leisurely on the moon, you will knock on the door all night with a cane.
Guogurenzhuang
meng haoran
Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm.
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
We open your window and overlook the garden and fields, holding cups and talking about mulberry and hemp.
Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.
From the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu's "Guest Arrival"
In my north, in my south, spring is flooding. Day after day, I only see seagulls.
My road is covered with petals-I haven't cleaned it for others, and my thatched cottage door is closed-but it's open for you now.
It's a long way to the market. I can't give you much, but in my cabin, we have old wine in our cups.
Shall we call my old neighbor to join us, call him through the fence and empty the jar? .