1. Verse: The bird returns with wings, carrying it soaring and flying. Although I have no desire to travel, I feel in love with the forest when I see it. When encountering the clouds, they echo each other and return. The journey is sincere and the sex is endless.
From: "The Returning Bird Part 2" by Tao Yuanming of the Wei and Jin Dynasties
Interpretation: The returning bird flies gracefully and freely, flying freely as it pleases. Nowadays, I have no intention of traveling far away, and I feel attached to the jungle every time I see it. Flying up and down because of the clouds, they call each other and return together. Although the road to success is tempting, it is hard to abandon the natural nest.
2. Poetry: The bird returns with wings and leaves in the forest in the morning. The eight tables are far away, and the clouds are resting nearby. If you are not in harmony with the wind, you will turn over the net to seek your heart. The two people are talking to each other, and the scenery is clear and clear.
From: "The Returning Bird Part 1" by Tao Yuanming of the Wei and Jin Dynasties
Interpretation: The returning bird flies gracefully and freely, leaving the nest and emerging from the woods in the early morning. The sky is vast for flying, and you can rest nearby in the clouds. The warm spring breeze blows in front of you, turning your wings to seek satisfaction. Look at the companions chirping, their figures hidden in the shade of the clear trees.
3. Poetry: The mighty Qinghuai River flows from the sky, and the long wind sends the boat home. Should worry about staying late at night in a noisy and humble place, only to be free after blowing into the blue sky!
From: Song Dynasty Su Shunqin's "Meeting the Wind on the Huaihe River"
Interpretation: The clear Huaihe River is mighty, as if it merges with the Tianhe River, and the distant wind blows from thousands of miles away. , blowing my little home boat.
If I park my boat in a noisy and humid place at dusk, it will make me sad. May the strong wind blow my boat into the vast sea, where I can experience true freedom.
4. Poetry: Mulan's boat is made of sand, with jade flutes and golden tubes sitting at both ends. Thousands of dendrobium are placed in bottles of fine wine, and prostitutes are carried to and fro with the waves. The immortal wants to ride on the yellow crane, but the sea traveler has no intention of following the white gull. Qu Ping's poems and poems hang over the sun and moon, and the Chu king's terrace is empty on the hills. The five mountains are shaken when the pen is written in high spirits, and the poem becomes the smiling and proud Ling Cangzhou. If fame, wealth and honor last forever, the Han River should also flow northwest.
From: "Yin on the River" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Explanation: On a boat with Mulan as the oar and sand tang as the boat, the music of flutes and pipes is played at both ends of the boat. The boat was loaded with fine wine and beautiful singing girls, and was allowed to drift with the current in the river. The immortals on the Yellow Crane Tower are still waiting to ride on the yellow crane to immortality, but I, a sea traveler, have no intention of hanging out with the white gulls.
Qu Yuan's poems and poems still hang with the sun and the moon, but the hills where the king of Chu built the pavilions are now empty. When I am in high spirits, I can shake the five mountains when I write. After the poem is completed, my roaring and proud voice reaches across the sea. If fame and wealth could last forever, the Han River would probably flow back to the northwest.
5. Poetry: Where is the guest in golden clothes, living in the green curtain. If you want to startle your dreams, if you don't want to, you will sing the spring breeze. The swallows wandering through Liangjian, whose nest is Tong on the well. The sky will be full of clouds and road wings, and the hatred will be hidden in the carved cage.
From: Qing Dynasty Nalan Xingde's "Ode to the Caged Orioles"
Interpretation: Huang Ying, where did you come from, and why were you imprisoned in this wealthy home? Your cry in the morning wakes up the owner, as if you are resisting the cage that shackles you, preventing you from singing freely in the spring breeze. The flying swallows play and fight among the beams, and the birds on the plane trees build nests freely, but you are no longer free. Flying in the sky is just a luxury wish in your heart. You can only spend a long life in a gorgeous birdcage.