Woyi Alley
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
Weeds and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, the sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Weichuan Tianjia
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return to the back alleys.
The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree.
The pheasants and wheat seedlings are beautiful, and the silkworms are dormant and the mulberry leaves are sparse.
Tian Fuhe arrived, hoeing, and talked to each other.
This envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.
Jinling Baiyang Cross Alley
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Baiyang Cross Alley, North Jiahu Channel.
No people from the Wu Dynasty were seen, and Tang Nian grass grew in the sky.
The heaven and the earth were overturned, and the palaces and cities collapsed.
The remaining ancient hills of the Six Emperors, Qiao Su weeps and leaves the old man.
Returning to the garden and living in the fields·Part 2
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
There are few people and things in the wild, and there are few martingales in the back streets.
The sun covers the thorns, and the empty room is empty of dust.
At that time, in the middle of the ruins, people were walking around wearing grass.
When we meet, there are no words, but the road is long.
The days of mulberry and maize have been long, and the days of my soil have been broad.
I am often afraid of the frost coming, and the grass will be scattered and scattered.
A walk in the suburbs
Song Dynasty: Cheng Hao
You can do whatever you want in the green fields of Fangyuan, and spring is surrounded by distant mountains and green mountains.
Happiness rushes through the willow alley, and I sit on the moss rock near the running water.
Mo Ci drank a lot of wine and was afraid that the wind and flowers would fly away.
The weather is fine during the Qingming Festival, so you might as well travel without forgetting to return home.
The wind in the old alley always blows calmly. The high walls and carved eaves have been worn away by time and wind and rain. The old houses in the alley preserve the traces of history. , but located at a forgotten intersection. Children were running around in the alley, playing their games.
Fei lives in an old courtyard in an old alley, with a round courtyard gate and a hall for ancestors. There are houses in the yard, and her family lives in two of them, both of which are very small. The kitchen is under the eaves, crowded with people from other families. At the end of the eaves, there is a small room with a simple wooden board, which is a shower room. There is a toilet in the yard, and people often queue up to use it, so every house has a spittoon under the bed for convenience.
To go to Feijia, you have to walk through a long alley. The alley is winding, deep and narrow, with clean stone slabs. Grass pokes its head out from the gaps in the corners of the wall, adding a touch of new interest to the gray, white and black alley. Fei took me from the road into an alley, then into another alley, and then into another alley. It made me dizzy, so that I couldn't find her home alone.