Poems describing retiring from the battlefield after disarmament

The poems describing the exit are as follows:

1, Guiyuan Tianju (Tao Yuanming) has no rhyme, and his sex is autumn mountains. Mistaken into the dust net for thirty years. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields. The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. 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. There is no dust and debris in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

2, drinking (Tao Yuanming) Building a house is based on human feelings, there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

3, seclusion (Jiang Baishi) on second thought suddenly realized that peace is better than chaos. There are endless horses and chariots chasing the wind, and Ding Ning, a pigeon and tiger, is an uninvited battle.

4. Pastoral will be destroyed in Hu Bugui (Tao Yuanming). Pastoral will be destroyed in Hu Bugui, which is both self-centered and sad. Without remonstrating with the past, you can pursue what you know. Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday.

5. Autumn Night in the Mountain (Wang Wei) After the rain, the mountain is empty and stands in the autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

6. Qingxi (Wang Wei) I have driven the Huanghua River, which is undertaken by a waterway of Green Stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles. The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank. In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

7. Give my brother (Liu Wei) Ting Shansong, Xiao Xiao Gu Fu. When the wind is strong, pine branches are strong. First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year. Don't suffer from cold, pine and cypress have sex.

8. Farewell (Wang Wei) friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close the thatched door until dark. Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?

9. My retreat in Zhongnanshan (Wang Wei) My middle-aged heart found a way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

10, I met Lin Huanhua and Xie Chunhong (Li Yu), and it was urgent. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.