See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't ring the bell at noon.
Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks.
No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose.
Streams, dogs barking, bells, deer, peach blossoms, bamboo and pine trees form an interesting picture. How comfortable and carefree the poet is leaning on the pine tree.
There are many beautiful things in life, which can only be felt with a quiet heart. If life is too hasty, let yourself have a quiet space and find your most comfortable state.