Sell new silk in February and harvest new rice in May. Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.
I hope the monarch's heart will become a bright candle. Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room.
Tao Yuanming's poems
Five poems by Gui Yuantian Ju
one
Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirteen years.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses. Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
The house is clean and miscellaneous, and the virtual room is idle. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.
Secondly,
There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.
When complex market music, grass * * *. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.
My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.
third
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
Fourth.
Long-term tourism mountain ze, wild forest entertainment. Try to take your son and nephew and put them in the wild market.
Yiyi wandered between mountains and dragons, living in the past. There are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo rot.
Excuse me, what is this person like? The wage earners told me that "there is no rest after death".
"A lifetime in a foreign land" is really true! Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty. Farewell poem
scenic poem
The quatrains of Qing Palace (I)
Du Mu
Looking back at Chang 'an, Mount Li is like a pile of splendid scenery, and the gates of Huaqing Palace on the top of the mountain are opened in turn.
As soon as I rode on the smile of smoke and smoke, no one knew that the fresh fruit litchi was sent from the south.
Jueju
Du Fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Du fu's quatrains
"Two orioles sing green willows, egrets sky-high." Outside my window is the snowy Western Hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Du Fu
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn. I watched it again this spring. When is the year of return?
Wangtianmen mountain
Lipper
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Yellow Crane Tower —— Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Lipper
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
Jiangnanchun
Du Mu
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Parting poem
Five hymns in the mountains? Spring jujube
Year: Tang Author: Huangfu Ran
Grass is full of Yangying Mountain, flowers are blooming, fog and water are flowing. Spring scenery is the same, and people's hearts are similar.
Mount Lushan
The stone path winds into the ancient pavilion, and birds sing in the depths of Maolin. Climbing high and looking far, the scenery in all directions, the peaks and mountains are green.
Autumn scenery in Xiaoxi.
Liquidambar formosana and mortar live together, and the red leaves are hurt by the wind. A flock of ducks often look in the mirror on the shore, and old clothes gradually fade into new clothes.
Tianchengyan temple
Shi Zhuan in the temple enters the cliff, and the Buddhist temple is outside the cliff. A drop of water on a cliff is better than a spring rain.
Tiancheng Qixia
Interrupt Yan Danshui's self-flow and the bamboo raft swings happily. Yuanyang brings ripples, and doubt is swimming in a clear dream.