Xiang Xing Qiu Zi Confucianism Gao Ming Song: Virtual Valley
Autumn is coming, and the cool breeze is blowing. Hang up clothes and dust from the beginning. There is a cave between the windows, you can't see it. The night mountain is low, the Yangshan mountain is near, and the mountain is high.
Including leisure time, there are several village mash. Drunk, vague, trusting. Write casually, ask casually, very coquettish. Happy with, can be down and out, can also be shaken.
Explanation:
Bleak autumn wind blows into Gao Ming, melodious flute flutters on a cool moonlit night, and dirty official clothes are taken off. Just leaving the muddy officialdom, you can see the distant mountains outside the window. The weather from Zhao Hui is endless. At night, the peaks seem to be getting lower and lower, and the sunny days are endless as if the peaks are in front of us. The morning mist clears, the sunrise seems to rise from the top of the mountain, and the mountain peak looks more tall and straight.
Calculate carefully, how many villagers have drunk the wine at leisure, and when they are drunk, they become vague. They are full of poems and write casually, regardless of genre format and rhyme, and they are happy to be so lonely and poor for a long time.
2. The trip to Guanqu became the last thing, and there was a Yun Chun appointment in my life. Go home, a song of Zhong, from military music.
The first harvest of the boundless river rain in Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
At the beginning of the yellow rain, Changchuan is quiet and sails at night. Near the island, the smoke is thin and the wind is weak. How many fishermen came to the village in short boats carrying all the lights. Send passengers, thinking about hurting vagrancy when returning home.
Tongjiang is good, and it disappears. Waves like dye, mountains like cut. On the bank of Yanling beach, herons fly and jump. You've only accomplished one thing, and your life has an appointment with Yun Chun. Go home, a song of Zhong, from military music.
Explanation:
As soon as the rain stopped in the evening, Tongjiang was silent, and the research ship docked in the night. On the opposite island, Polygonum hydropiper is sparse, foggy and cold, and the autumn wind rustles the reeds. How many fishermen are driving small boats, only to see the lights on the boat quickly return to the village. This makes me miss the journey back to China and feel tired and sad about the wandering life.
Tongjiang has beautiful scenery and dense fog, as if immersed in water waves. The peaks are like knives, and the egrets leap around the Yanling sete. You won't achieve anything by trudging on your official career, not to mention your long-cherished wish to retire from Yunshan Chunshi. Come back, envy Yuanming's industrious countryside and get tired of Zhong Xuan's hard work in the army.
3, long-term spots such as frost and snow, I want to live this life.
A Poem of Three Summers in Song Dynasty: Zhang Lei
The days in summer are very long, the wind in the village is very clear, and there are many swallows living under the eaves, and their wings have grown up. Butterflies spread their wings on the branches that bloom at noon. On a sunny day, spiders make a spider's web in the corner.
The moonlight shines on the curtain, leans on the pillow, and listens to the murmur of the stream. Long gray hair is like frost and snow now, and I always want to be a woodcutter or fisherman to spend my life!
Explanation:
In summer, the days are long, the river village is sunny, and there are many small birds living on the eaves. Their wings have grown out. The butterfly spread its wings and stopped on the flower branch at noon. One sunny day, spiders are leisurely weaving webs in the corner. Moonlight falls on scattered curtains, leans on pillows, and listens to the gurgling stream. My gray hair is now as white as frost and snow, and I have always wanted to be a woodcutter or fisherman all my life!
4. The Dutchman passed by and laughed himself to the sky. When it comes to poverty, there is no need to doubt.
Qiu Yiyi, a Warrior in Lan Ling, and Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty
A ravine. Laozi's romantic career. Guiyunsong on the eaves of the hair, and the pulse spring teases the mountain. The previous thinking was wrong. Kill morning apes and night cranes. After all, there are many Deng Yu people, and splendid Ma Xia is sitting in the Yellow Pavilion.
Long song thoughtfully. Look at the sky, kites are flying and deep fish are jumping. The west wind blows in Huang Ju. Disappointed sunset, where is beauty, wearing Adu Ruo. I have an appointment with Jiang Hai.
Meet. It's hard to resist. Don't stand in front of the chin, the Dutch pass by and laugh their teeth off. When it comes to poverty, there is no need to doubt. Ancient sages and sages are happy to enter and retreat.
Explanation:
One mountain and one water are lucky enough to occupy the landscape here. On the eaves of Mao, there are clouds and moons among pine trees and osmanthus trees, and the mountain springs flow quietly, staying and playing at the foot of the mountain. I shouldn't make mistakes in my official career and teach apes and cranes to resent. Being famous must belong to Deng Yu's generation, sitting in the prime minister's house is full of splendor.
Drink by yourself and sing loudly. Look at the vast sky, kites and eagles soaring, the abyss quiet and fish jumping. In the west wind, the fragrance of yellow bow and fragrant grass is scattered everywhere. It's sad that the beauty doesn't know where she is at dusk. We had an agreement before entering the river.
It is difficult to rely on the combination of monarch and minister. Don't attack Wei like Confucius, for fear of anonymity. Laugh at the sky and the crown will fall. When it comes to the hardships and enlightenment of life, there is no need to doubt and be confused. Take the ancient sages as teachers, and both advance and retreat are happy.
5, full of wine, full of books, fame and fortune.
Five Dynasties Yu Gedi Zi Hua Qiu: Li Xun
Spend the autumn, it is a rainy night, and Orange Island is picturesque. In blue smoke, under the bright moon, at the beginning of the boat.
Water is home, tents are houses, and fish soup and rice are commonplace. A glass full of wine and a shelf full of books, regardless of fame and fortune.
Explanation:
On the quiet night in Xiaoxiang, the autumn flowers are blown by the breeze, and the beauty of Orange Island is like a landscape painting on the screen. In the vast smoke and bright moonlight, I gathered my fishing line and rocked my boat home.
Green water is my home, awning is my home, and delicacies are not as good as brown rice, fish and shrimp for three meals a day. Facing that glass of wine and looking at that shelf full of poems and books, I am satisfied and don't have to worry about fame and fortune anymore.