meng haoran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
My old friend prepared yellow rice and roast chicken and invited me to his simple home. Outside the village is surrounded by a circle of green trees, and the suburbs are covered with green hills. Pushing open the window, we faced the fields and nurseries, drinking wine and talking about farming, mulberry and horses. Wait until the Double Ninth Festival in September, and then try chrysanthemum wine! )
Gui yuan Tian ju
Tao Yuanming
one
Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten 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. Warm and distant villages, the smoke from the kitchen in Yiyi market, the barking of dogs in the depths of alleys, the crowing of chickens on the top of mulberry trees, dust-free households, and free virtual rooms. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.
two
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.
three
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.
life
Type: Poetry
Life is too dull.
Add some salt to concentrate my thoughts.
Missing is too bitter.
Add some sugar to adjust the dull life.
Life is short.
Add some spicy spirit.
I'm too sleepy mentally
Add a little Zen to calm the heart pool
You can't live without poetry.
No matter how you browse or dabble.
There is no poetry in my eyes.
Nobody cares about teahouses and restaurants.
Beautiful women and handsome men don't sing.
It is so barren and desolate here.
I don't have a poem.
Seek and develop anyway.
There are no poems in my field.
Opportunity refused to favor me.
Inspiration will not come to my humble abode.
So ignorant and blank.
I don't have a poem.
I don't have a poem.
So I'm not happy anymore.
in fact
I am not happy.
Doesn't mean I don't have poetry.
Doesn't mean I've fallen into secularity and numbness.
Say goodbye to the fiery life
There are people who love me and people I love.
Always pay attention to and entrust
Live well, live well.
Poetry does not reject triviality.
The daily necessities are infiltrating your heart.
Poetry in Tang and Song Dynasties nourishes your heart.
You are enjoying the fireworks.
But gloomily looking at the brilliant galaxy.
You have honed your vulgar thoughts.
But staring at the poem.
Live to read.
A warm life cannot shrink.
Read and think.
Ordinary life needs you to ignite poetry.