Poems with "governance"

Fortunately, I have little time to spare, so I manage the land and open a medicine garden.

Medicine Garden (Lu You)

The young man is an elegant reader and also likes to talk about people.

Fortunately, I have little time to spare, so I manage the land and open a medicine garden.

Break down wasteland and drain the rubble, and divert water to pour ointment and milk.

Yuzhi moves the stone sail, and Venus takes Tianmu.

The generations of Shenjiao and Wu are countless.

The rain is coming one after another, and the wind is blowing.

The mountain monk and the wild old man each have their own opinions.

The fragrant melons are picked and exposed, and the springs are clean and cooked.

The old man is as sick as a child, and the child is happy to dance.

How many more years will there be? Changbo is really entrusted to you.