Look at the chess game, cut the trees, and the clouds move slowly Selling wine to earn a salary, laughing hysterically. The pale path is high in autumn, and the pillow root of the moon is loose. It is morning. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and the axe breaks the dead vine. ?
Collected into a load, it is easy to get three liters of rice in the market. There is no competition, and the current price is flat. Will not be clever, no honor or disgrace, quiet and protracted. When we met, we sat quietly and talked about Huang Ting.
Five guest poems (selected from Chapter 64)
Zen is like a bright moon, and poetry is as fresh as blue. ?
Good sentences are full of beauty. Good words do not spit out rare treasures. ?
The Six Dynasties washed away the prosperity, and at the beginning of the fourth period, the distinction between elegance and praise was deleted. ?
Half pillow pine wind tea is immature and full of spring.