On ordinary poetry

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Building a house is in human territory, without the noise of 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 weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.

This makes sense. I forgot to tell the difference.

Xiangyi daozhong

Flying flowers shine on both sides of the boat, and the wind blows the fish embankment for a long time.

Lying looking at the clouds all over the sky, I don't know that the clouds are all with me.

My retreat in Zhongnanshan.

My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.

Come and go alone, in beauty, that is everything to me.

I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds.

One day I met an old woodcutter, laughing and laughing, and never came back.