2, the sun is warm, the years are quiet, you don't come, I am not old.
3, life is alive, which is lighter or heavier. After all, the waves are flat. Indifferent as water, smile at the time. Walking on a stranger will clear the ink for a lifetime. Years are quiet, but life is shallow.
4. Who remembers that flowers bloom only for fate? Even if the trees are cold in the future, there will be no room for floating dust, eulogizing the prosperity of the world and talking about peace in previous lives. Who forgot the past, looking back 500 times in previous lives, just for the meeting between you and me. The years are quiet and calm. After several years, I suddenly look back. I hope you still remember that innocent girl, the girl who smiled sweetly and beautifully.
On a cloudy and windy day, I leaned against the window and looked at it. Cutting a piece of paper warms people's hearts, dyes ink and flies, and the years are fragrant. May the years be quiet, Do not forget your initiative mind.
6. Time passed quietly, and I finally realized that the years were quiet and the loneliness in those fleeting years was so full. No one's sentimentality can destroy the high wall of youth. Some people are destined to leave each other. Meeting is just an illusion. We are all just lying to the fleeting time, because loneliness is loneliness, love is simple and life has always been dull. And those pale years, those unknown loneliness, are empty and absurd lies.
7, if the heart is glazed, the years are quiet, listening to the wind and watching the rain fall, a pair of eyes looking forward to love, will be quiet for a few years, all beings, who is the world of mortals, who is the gourd ladle; Tides rise and fall, and their origins end. Only the Tao is ordinary, not the most beautiful, but the most true; Let one embrace in all the stories peacefully, full of the rhythm of time, elegant and poetic, and read the thread of time quietly. In the first ray of sunshine in the morning, watching the sun climb over the ivy, a drop of morning dew moistens your eyes. No matter which flower blooms today, it is good that mountains and rivers can depend on each other.
8, the world of mortals, quietly guarding those times that are in touch with your heart. Live together, warm each other in the years like water. Writing always belongs to us. Keep lingering thoughts in your heart with the beauty you first met. Let the years pass and the world change. I smile, too. I have no regrets. The years are quiet, but I still miss you.
9. I often think that if one day, I am tired of the life of clothes and horses, I will find a small town with flowers and birds, just a porridge and a meal, and I am indifferent to foreign business. At that time, I was still the woman who didn't have time to smile, and you were still the one who was willing to accompany me to see the flowers, hiding a proper one in my heart and savoring the years in last romance.
10, you are the warmth of my life. The strings are ready to go, the fingers are no longer messy, and you are no longer sad when you step down. Silently chanting scriptures day and night, I hope our love can be cultivated into a positive result and a thousand years of reincarnation. Hope is just hope, vanishes and is no longer empty. Let's cherish it, let's listen to the flowers bloom all the way and watch the years get quiet. I hope that on the road of love, there will always be you and me, enjoying the beautiful scenery and stepping on incense all the way.
1 1, flashy 3,000, just be myself, I am safe with the world of mortals. In the dull years, a roll of heart petals is unfolded, and the book is overflowing. There's no need to hide it. Fingertips are gentle and quiet, tea rhymes with eyebrows and smiles.
12, the world of mortals flies, the years are quiet, and the days are like this, flat and faint, but also stumbling. In the long days, I am used to looking out at the sunshine from the wind. I am used to capturing happiness from oil, salt, rice, sauce, vinegar and tea. I am used to living on him.
13. Because of the sunshine, my world is soft and white. Time passed quietly, and I finally understood that the years were quiet and good, and the loneliness in the original fleeting time was so full. No one's sentimentality can destroy the high wall of youth. Some people are destined to leave each other. Meeting is just an illusion. We are all just lying to the fleeting time, because loneliness is loneliness, love is simple and life has always been dull. And those pale years, those unknown loneliness, are empty and absurd lies.
14, the chaotic world, I really want someone to accompany me and die quietly like a chrysanthemum. Look at the flowers in spring, the moon in autumn and the snow in winter in summer. In the evening, look down at the lights, sit in the halo of years and watch a quiet time.
15, I am nostalgic, some people have something, although far away, but it is still deep in memory. What if the tea is cold? Listening to the wind, smelling the dust, and hiding only the footsteps are also good times for a person.
16, cut an old time and let me live a quiet life.
17, savor carefully, life is just a dream. Turn around, the mountain is far away and the people are empty; In retrospect, the feelings are still the same, and the thoughts are still the same; Stop, the years are quiet and the world is still the same. Time flies, fleeting winds come and go, and the next season comes as scheduled. Who and who will you meet at the next stop? What kind of scenery will you encounter along the way?
18, the world is a practice, and we are all flatterers, like a companion, but we never leave, silently caring, and shallow caring, so we go to the depths of the years together. It is a tacit understanding that the world is stable and the years are quiet. Needless to say, I understand and so do you.
19, the years passed quietly, and some people left a splendid time in the years. The years are quiet and the memories are warm.
20, the world of mortals is noisy, and the years are quiet, which is a stable attitude towards life. Tianya is too far away, and the years are quiet, which is the intersection of hearts. In the quiet time, we will collect the warmth in the world of mortals one by one and turn them into ink-scented words. After a few years, we will continue to read it warmly.
2 1, the years are quiet, and I hope the world of mortals is worry-free. The years are quiet and the memories are warm. The years are quiet, and I believe the most beautiful scenery is in my heart.
2. What are the ancient poems describing the quiet years? Changshan Road, Huanxisha 1.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The frequency of treading water in North dragon day is high. Xixi River has tasted something new. Sell wine and cook fiber scales.
Suddenly there was a hint of coolness. Where it rained, there was no picture of clouds. The sound of selling melons transcends Zhubian Village.
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Many people in the northern highlands are treading water to irrigate the land. People taste the newly harvested early rice at the west water's edge, drink wine through the partition and stew the fine-scaled fish.
It suddenly rained for a while, which made people feel cool, but there was not even a cloud for a while. The melon seller has passed the village next to the bamboo forest.
2, water dragons, dew cold smoke cold old
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The dew is cold and the smoke is cold and old, and the sky is wide and sparse. On the autumn night of the Milky Way, the lantern is sad, and the first sound comes. We should remember Xiaoxiang, the shore is quiet and the water is abundant. At first glance, it looks very flat. If you want to go down, you will be shocked when the wind blows.
You have to believe that Wan Li, Hengyang, home and brocade books are sent from afar. Beyond the clouds, it is oblique and sparse. The moon shines on the fairy palm, and the shadow shakes the stone city to get cold water. I didn't beat when I was looking at the clothes, but the beauty brushed the pestle with tears.
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Dew is cold, smoke is cold, and reeds don't bloom. The long-distance flying geese on the horizon have a piercing and high voice. In the autumn night under the illumination of the Milky Way, a wild goose just spread its wings over the dimly lit palace of the Western Han Dynasty, thinking of Xiaoxiang's life. The seaside is far away, undisturbed, and there is plenty of food and water. Looking down at the endless flat land, I hesitated to land on the ground, but I was scared to fly away by the wind and grass as before.
We must firmly believe that Yan Hui Peak in Hengyang, thousands of miles away, is the best habitat. Who wants to send my letter to a distant place? No matter how far it is from Wan Li, I believe Hongyan, you will always deliver the letter after a difficult flight. In order to live forever, immortals hold the dew in the sky with their palms on a moonlit night. Under the stone city, the reflection is shaking in the cold river. I remember that my husband's cold clothes had not been washed, and my sweetheart's eyes filled with tears when he waved a wooden stick.
3. Subtract the words Magnolia and Jiangnan Younv.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
A traveling girl in Jiangnan asked me when I would come back. The rain is fine and the wind is weak, and the feet are like frost.
Jiang Ting talks at night and likes to watch the new dance in Beijing. Lianbu flies lightly, and the movers return from now on.
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The singer who lives in Huangzhou's hometown, you ask me when I can go back to the court? Today, it is drizzling and breezy, but you still roll up linen pants and put your feet as white as frost into the water.
In Lingaoge, we talked quietly at night, as if we saw the popular dance scene in Beijing court and the lotus dance steps of the dancers, and we were very happy. Scholars exiled to other places have left for Beijing today.
4. read thirteen classics of mountains and seas. Third.
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
All the way to Huai Jiangling is for Xuanpu Mountain.
Looking at the Kunming market in the southwest, phosgene is difficult to compete with it.
Delicate and graceful, Luo Liuyue.
Don't hate Zhou Mu, take a trip.
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Huai Jiangling is the highest mountain in Xuanpu, towering high.
Looking at the Kunlun Mountain in the southwest, beautiful jade is unparalleled in the world.
The tall pearl tree sparkles and the water trickles down.
Hate less than Zhou Mushi, and take a ride to reward it.
5. Visit Shanxi Village
Song dynasty: Lu you
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
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Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In the harvest year, the hospitality is very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.
3. What is the whole poem "Time flies, the years are quiet"? The sunshine in October, with a touch of tenderness, shines on both sides of the years, quietly taking away the prosperous time and leaving traces and memories of the years.
Looking back on the road, I feel that time has passed very quickly, and it has passed in a blink of an eye. Some things have become a thing of the past before they are done, and even there is no time to recall them.
There will always be some unforgettable pictures in the tunnel of time, and sometimes there will always be entanglements at night.
Perhaps this is the true meaning of life, let's experience it slowly. Too many regrets and memories, we can only accept, but we can't keep and change. There are too many things in life that we can't escape. We can only face them and experience them.
Meeting is the pain of parting, and passing by is the fault of fleeting time. Everything in the world is in the cycle of parting and meeting, and we are just a small role, all playing our own roles in loneliness and flashy.
The gentle sunshine shines on my cheeks, and a gust of wind passes by my ear, bringing an unknown flower fragrance. I suddenly woke up from my dream. Unconsciously, the good times have passed, and it has been a long time. I am still intoxicated in my original dream, waiting for the edge of memory.
Accustomed to memories, memories of those roads, unforgettable people and stories, there will always be sadness and helplessness, so many beautiful memories, submerged by time, leaving residual memories and tangled dreams.
Time flies, I only wish the years were quiet.
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Time flies, and the years are quiet. This is an online novel created by people who only eat steamed buns and published on the starting point network.
Time flies, and the years are quiet; The past is vague and the youth is empty. The saddest thing in the world is the passage of time. In the depths of memory, we all have different childhood memories, either deep pain or calm and beautiful.
When our life is unhappy, we always dream back to that beautiful or unhappy childhood at midnight. Because you can't turn back, you are precious, reborn, and crossing, just to regret your youth.
I often think what will happen to us if we do it again, but everything is realistic and there is no if.
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Time flies, and the years are quiet.
4. Describe the ancient poem 1, "The moon on the Xijiang River walks at night on Huangsha Road" by Song Xin Qi Ji.
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
2. Jiang Tian Mu Xue
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The sky is full of jade flowers and white Hao Hao in Tingzhou.
The wild goose shadow has disappeared, and a thousand cliffs are like dawn.
The fisherman is cold and wants to return, but he doesn't remember Baling Road.
Sitting on a sleeping boat, the clouds are deep and small.
3. "small pool"
Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
4. "Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County"
Tang yuan Wen ru
The autumn wind has blown, and Dongting Lake seems to be aging a lot. After a night of melancholy, Xiang Jun should have more white hair.
Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way.
5. Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain
Tang Libai
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
5. Poems with quiet years. The whole poem of quiet years is that the harp is on the royal side and quiet. From:
Female crow
Author: anonymous
A woman is called a cock crow, and a scholar is called an ignorant man. Children like watching the night, but the stars are rotten. Can fly, can fly, can swim, can geese.
Yi Yan adds up, this is the right son. It is advisable to talk about drinking and grow old with your son. The harp is in the imperial court. Keep quiet.
Knowing that my son was coming, I gave it to him. Knowing his son's obedience, he asked with mixed feelings. Knowing a child's kindness is in exchange for miscellaneous praise.
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The woman said: The rooster has crowed. The man said, it's not dawn yet. If you don't believe me, look at the sky through the window. The morning star is already shining. Birds living in nests will soar and shoot ducks and geese at reeds.
Wild ducks and geese shoot down to cook for you. Eat well and drink well, and love each other forever. Women play the piano, men play the piano, and they are harmonious and happy together.
I know you really care about me, and I will send you a gift to return your love. I know you are considerate to me, and I send you a handkerchief to show my gratitude. Knowing that you love me is true, it's not bad to send you a miscellaneous watch.
Later, it was often changed to "lifelong contract, lifelong good marriage, royal harp, quiet time."
It means: after the vows or agreements made by men and women meet, the two will always be together, just like a woman playing the piano and a man playing the piano, and husband and wife and beauty are in harmony. How wonderful life is.
6. An ancient poem describing tranquility 1, "Yellow Sand Road Night Xijiang Moon" Song Xin Qi Ji Ming Yue surprises magpies, and the breeze sings at midnight.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge. 2, "Jiang Tian" Chen Yuanfu rolls jade flowers in the sky, but white.
The wild goose shadow has disappeared, and a thousand cliffs are like dawn. The fisherman is cold and wants to return, but he doesn't remember Baling Road.
Sitting on a sleeping boat, the clouds are deep and small. 3, "Xiaochi" Song Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. 4, "Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County" Tang Yuanwen Confucianism and the west wind blow the old Dongting waves, and Xiang Jun has more white hair all night.
Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way. 5, "Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain" Tang Li Bai flies high and goes alone.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
7. A beautiful poem with quiet years. A poem with quiet years, "Cut a plum and sail across the Wujiang River": a piece of spring worries about wine.
The boat rocked on the river. The curtains upstairs are closed.
Qiuniangdu and Tainiangjiao. The wind is blowing again.
The rain is rustling. When will you go home to wash the guest robes?
My heart is burning.
Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red.
Green bananas. Time flies, time is like water.
Spring is easy to pass away and people can't catch up. Cherry is red, ripe, banana is green again, spring goes and summer comes. Cherish what you have in front of you and deal with everything with a positive attitude. Even if time flies, our life will be beautiful.
Poetry: Linjiang Pearl, singing and dancing. The painted building faces Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years. Where is the emperor in the cabinet today? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
Draw a cloud, the shadow of the western hills, and the days will never end. Things have changed, and I don't know how many years have passed.
Things are different, only the railing foreign minister river flows freely, day and night. Over the years, in my life.
Don't care too much about joys and sorrows, ups and downs, years will not accommodate anyone, but learn to look down on everything. Yellow Crane Tower: A long time ago, a yellow crane carried a saint to heaven. Now there is nothing left but the Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years. Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy. The fairy went to the empty building, only the sky was covered with white clouds, which lasted for thousands of years, but the world was boundless.
Blue sky and white clouds, Qingchuan sandbar, green trees and grass, sunset river. Unfortunately, the years are gone forever. Don't always sigh in the past, it won't come back.
We should improve the present wisely and devote ourselves to a better future actively and optimistically. "Picking Mulberry Seeds": Time only helps people grow old and does not believe in all kinds of customs. They wish they couldn't stay away from the pavilion for a long time, and tears drop into the spring shirt and wine easily wake up.
Last night in Wu Tong, the west wind was sharp, and the moon was hazy and bright, while in MUBI. Where are the tall buildings screaming? Time has been getting old, and I have never understood the sentimentality in the world. People grow old day by day and separate day by day.
Time flies, how can this not make people lament. Life is long, years are in a hurry, and there are always people coming and going; There is always something profound.
Let's cherish the beautiful time in front of us, run hard to embrace the sunshine and chase our dreams. Ying Huan: Xie Chunhong, it's too soon.
Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy.
People naturally hate each other for a long time, and water flows east. It's raining in Mufeng, flowers bloom and fall, and time flies.
Looking back on the past, just like the river that died in the East, it never stops and never ends. Life is always ups and downs.
We don't have to feel sorry for the past time. Sometimes, when we are disappointed by the loss of spring, we inadvertently have the splendor of summer.
Only by feeling the bitterness of loss can we cherish the sweetness of today. "The title city is the south village": On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. Last spring, in this door, the beautiful girl and the bright peach blossom complemented each other.
When I came back today, the beautiful girl had already disappeared, and things had changed. Only the bright peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming alone. Time flies so fast that people are at a loss and have to look at the daze that once felt beautiful. Instead of trying to recall the past days, it is better to summon up courage to face the future life.
8. Poems with quiet years. The whole poem of quiet years is that the harp is on the royal side and quiet.
Said by: female cock crow Author: anonymous female cock crow, scholar said ignorance. Children like watching the night, but the stars are rotten.
Can fly, can fly, can swim, can geese. Yi Yan adds up, this is the right son.
It is advisable to talk about drinking and grow old with your son. The harp is in the imperial court. Keep quiet.
Knowing that my son was coming, I gave it to him. Knowing his son's obedience, he asked with mixed feelings.
Knowing a child's kindness is in exchange for miscellaneous praise. The woman said: The rooster has crowed.
The man said, it's not dawn yet. If you don't believe me, look at the sky through the window. The morning star is already shining.
Birds living in nests will soar and shoot ducks and geese at reeds. Wild ducks and geese shoot down to cook for you.
Eat well and drink well, and love each other forever. Women play the piano, men play the piano, and they are harmonious and happy together.
I know you really care about me, and I will send you a gift to return your love. I know you are considerate to me, and I send you a handkerchief to show my gratitude.
Knowing that you love me is true, it's not bad to send you a miscellaneous watch. Later, it was often changed to "lifelong contract, lifelong good marriage, royal harp, quiet time."
It means: after the vows or agreements made by men and women meet, the two will always be together, just like a woman playing the piano and a man playing the piano, and husband and wife and beauty are in harmony. How wonderful life is.
9. The poem corresponding to "Time is quiet, and the years are long" is: "Time is like water, and life is far away."
The road ahead is still long, which means you don't have to care too much about what's in front of you.
Jumping, from "Jumping Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan Female", is a metaphor for longevity and long time.
The years are long and the clothes are thin, which comes from the lyrics of Goodbye Two Dingmu. The source of ancient prose is Bodhisattva Man written by Wei Zhuang: Memorizing Jiangnan Music today. At that time, I was young and thin, which actually meant that my future life was still very long.
History is sometimes a story, sometimes an accident, and sometimes there is no doubt. Humans, sometimes smart and sometimes stupid, are always evolving.
What is history? History is gone forever. The so-called historical repetition is still new to most people. We are experiencing history and making it. Life is most afraid of missing, please cherish today, whether it is a moth to the fire or content. The poet Yu Xia once said, "I believe we can't be too bad".
Years are long, clothes are thin, and time is still abundant.
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Time flies and the years are quiet. It is an online novel created by people who only eat steamed buns.
Time flies, and the years are quiet; The past is vague and the youth is empty. The saddest thing in the world is the passage of time. In the depths of memory, we all have different childhood memories, either deep pain or calm and beautiful. When our life is unhappy, we always dream of childhood at midnight. Because you can't turn back, you are precious, reborn, and crossing, just to regret your youth. I often think what will happen to us if we do it again, but everything is realistic and there is no if.
10. What are the beautiful ancient poems similar to "the years are quiet and the reality is stable"? 1, "Birds are singing in the stream"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
In the silent valley, only osmanthus is falling silently, and it is deeper in the middle of the night, and everything is silent, like nothing. The bright moon rises and shines brightly, alarming the birds living in the mountains. They sing by the spring from time to time.
2, "Xijiang Moonlight Walk Huangsha Road"
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
The bright moonlight swept the branches, scaring the magpies away from them, and the cool evening breeze seemed to hear cicadas chirping in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, there were waves of frogs' cries in my ears, as if discussing that this year is a bumper harvest year.
The sky is cloudy and starry, flickering, and there is a light rain in front of the mountain. The old thatched cottage is still next to the Woods of the earth temple. When the road turns the source of the stream, it suddenly appears in front of you.
3. Jiang Tian Mu Xue
Yuan Dynasty: Chen Fu
The sky is full of jade flowers and white Hao Hao in Tingzhou. The wild goose shadow has disappeared, and a thousand cliffs are like dawn.
The fisherman is cold and wants to return, but he doesn't remember Baling Road. Sitting on a sleeping boat, the clouds are deep and small.
The wind blows all over Tingzhou. Seen from a distance, it sweeps the sky like a jade carving. The sky won't see the geese returning home, and the twilight between Qian Shan will be as quiet as the morning light.
The fisherman felt cold and wanted to go home, only to find that he couldn't remember the way home. At this time, the fisherman lay freely on the boat, letting it drift and let it go back. Only a small fishing boat loomed in the thick clouds.
3. "Full Moon, Book in the Mountain"
Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu
The rise and fall of eternal dreams, poetic eyes tired of the world. Kong Mu, Wu Gong, Chu Temple West Western jackdaw.
Several huts and thousands of books are invested in this ancient village. What happened in the mountains? Pine flowers make wine, and spring water decocts tea.
Throughout the ages, ups and downs are like a prosperous spring dream. The poet looked at the horizon with tired eyes. The cemetery of Confucius' house is covered with trees, and the palace of Wu State is now in ruins, in the temple of Chu State. Crows fly around.
Thousands of books were hidden in several small rooms, and I returned to my old village. What happened in the mountains? Wine is made of pine flowers, and tea is made of river water in spring.
5. "small pool"
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Spring is silent because it can't stand the thin water flow, and the shade reflects the water surface because it likes the soft scenery on sunny days. As soon as the lotus leaf emerged from the water, a little dragonfly stood on it.