After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.
Don
Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet.
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.
I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees.
Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .
A farmhouse by the Weihe River.
Don
Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Bie Ye, Wang Chuan
Don
This was Dongshan nearly a year ago, and the return just caught up with Springfield.
The drizzle washes the grass green, the peach blossom is red, and the peach blossom is red as fire.
Engaged in the teaching of highly respected monks, he succumbed to freedom and nature in his later years.
Dorsey came out to see me and laughed in front of the firewood.
Wangchuan Xianju
Don
Once you return to White Snake, you will never return to Qingmen.
Leaning against the trees in front of the eaves, you can see the original village from a distance.
The green grass is near the water, and Bai Niao turns to the mountain.
Alone in Zi Ling, oranges can irrigate the garden.
Nobuyuki Nobuyuki
Don
After the rain, the new clear sky is particularly open, and the vision is open without any fog and dust.
The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge.
It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
Seven Pastoral Music (Part VI)
Don
Hearts also contain fresh rain overnight, green willows and a touch of spring smoke.
The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.
Seven pastoral poems (7)
Don
Come to the spring when drinking, and relax when holding the piano.
The South Garden is exposed, and the East Valley is at night.