Idylls or natural landscapes describing idyllic life

The Deer Chai: I don't see anyone on the empty mountains, but I hear the sound of people's voices. The returning scene enters the deep forest and shines again on the moss.

Xinyiwu: Hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyx in the mountains. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good one.

Autumn Meaning in Mountain Dwelling: After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the autumn. The moon is shining between the pines, and the spring is flowing over the rocks. The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, the lotus moves under the fishing boat. I'm sure you'll be able to stay with us for as long as you like," he said.

"Birdsong Stream" is a poem about the fall of osmanthus flowers in idleness and the emptiness of spring mountains in the quiet of the night. The moonrise startles the birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream.

The poem "Weichuan Tianjia": the slanting light shines in the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alleys. The wild old man remembers the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorny door. The crowing of pheasant and wheat seedlings, the silkworms sleep in the mulberry leaves. The farmer arrives with his hoe, and says, "I'm glad to see you. I am envious of the idleness of this place, and I am disappointed to sing about the decline of the countryside.

A Walk in the Field

Author: Wang Jian

Men's voices are happy, women's faces are happy, and people don't complain about parting.

Though May is a hot month, the winds of wheat are clear, and the reeling carts are singing on the eaves.

The silkworms are not taken from their cocoons, and the moths are born among the leaves in the fall.

The wheat harvest is now on the market and the silk is on the axle, so I know that I have lost to the government.

It's not like I'm going to get back in the door, so I'm not going to sell my yellow calf to the city.

There is no shortage of food and clothing in the countryside, and I am happy not to see the county gate!

The Song of the Old Man Zhang Ji

The old farmer lives in the mountains, cultivating three or four acres of mountain fields.

There are so many taxes on the seedlings that I can't eat them, and they are turned into dirt in the official warehouse.

At the end of the year, when the plows are in the empty rooms, he calls his children to climb up the mountain to collect the acorns.

West River, the Jaguar's beads are hundreds of ducats, and the dog in the boat has been eating meat for a long time.

Nie Yizhong, the injured field family

Selling new silk in February,

Selling new grain in May.

To heal the sore in front of my eyes,

It is to pluck out the flesh from my heart.

I wish that the king's heart,

would be turned into a bright candle.

Not to illuminate the banquet,

But to illuminate the house of escape.

Viewing the Field House By: Wei Yingwu

The rain is a fresh shower, and the thunder begins to start the hibernation.

The field house has been idle for a few days, and the cultivation has begun since then.

The men are all in the field, and the garden is in order.

When I return, the scenery is always calm, and I drink from the western stream.

The price of hunger is not too high, but the price of food is too high.

There is no room in the storehouse for the laborers.

The people who don't plow their fields are ashamed to have their livelihoods taken away from them.

The Widow in the Mountain

Tang Du Xunhe

Husband died in the army, and his sideburns are burnt in his ramie clothes.

The mulberry and the cudgel are still paying taxes, and the fields are still being cultivated.

Whenever I pick wild vegetables, I cook them with their roots, and when I chop up raw firewood, I burn it with its leaves.

If you are deep in the mountains, you should be able to avoid the levies.

Wang Wei

The slanting light shines on the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alleys.

The wild old man remembers the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorny door.

Pheasant robins and wheat seedlings, silkworms sleep on mulberry leaves.

The farmer's hoe is here, and he says, "I'm glad to see you.

This is the first time I've ever envied the idleness of the world, and I've been disappointed to hear the words of a man who has never been in the world before.

The Field in Spring, Wang Wei

The spring turtles are singing in the house, and the apricot blossoms are white by the trees.

With his axe he cuts down the poplars in the distance, and with his hoe he spies the spring.

The returning swallow recognizes the old nest, and the old man sees the new calendar.

This is the first time I've been to a place where I've seen a lot of people who have been traveling for a long time.

The Old Man's Village Meng Haoran

The old man had chicken and millet, and invited me to his home in the field.

The village is surrounded by green trees, and the green hills are slanting beyond.

Opening the pavilion and facing the garden, we talked about mulberry and hemp with wine.

When the sun comes back, I'll come back to the chrysanthemums.

Year-old Yanyan Du Fu

Year-old clouds in the twilight more north wind, Xiaoxiang Dongting white snow.

This is the first time I've ever seen a fish in the sea, and I've never seen a fish in the sea before.

Last year's rice was expensive, and this year's rice is cheap, and it's hurting the farmers.

The high-motor officials are tired of wine and meat, and their looms and shafts are empty.

The people of Chu emphasize fish but not birds,

You should not kill the southern birds in vain. The first time I heard of this, I heard of a man and a woman who had been sold out, and they were still being rented out.

In the past, we used to use money to catch the private casting, but now we are allowed to use lead, tin and bronze.

This is the easiest way to get the money,

and it is the best way to get the money,

and it is the best way to get the money. When will this song of sorrow end?

Burning Song Wen Tingyun

When I got up and looked at the south mountain, the mountain fire burned the mountain field. The reddish color of the sunset is like extinction, and the short flame is connected again.

The rocky hills and the green walls are all in a state of flux. The winds are blowing, and the winds are blowing, and the winds are blowing, and the winds are blowing.

The neighbor can speak Chu, leaning on the plug, want to weep. He said that he had burned her for the morning field.

The bean seedlings are full of insects, and the flowers on the hedges are like houses. The chickens in the square pecked at the corn.

The New Year's rains are clear, and the gods are singing everywhere. The money is for the people to tell the truth, and the tiles are knocking in the forest.

It is a good idea to get a fortune teller on the mountain, and then return to the mulberry dates. The fire is blown to the white grass, and the sickle reflects the red cane.

The wind drove the mistletoe leaves to smoke, and the mistletoe trees connected to the flat mountains. The stars were in the sky, and the embers fell in front of the stairs.

The crow's maiden cursed the year of abundance, and she moaned and sneezed. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to afford to pay for it.

The Four Seasons (I)

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are snowy and the vegetables are scarce. No one passes through the hedgerows, but the dragonflies and nymphs fly.

The Four Seasons (2)

The day is spent in the fields and the night in the hemp, and the village is full of children. The children and grandchildren have yet to learn how to plow and weave, and they are learning how to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.

The second of the seven poems of Shen Yuan

Shen Yuan's poem is tearful,

How many times can the white head still be in front of it,

A dream of a lifetime of obsession,

A lifetime of dreaming without searching for it,

Remains of the ink is still vague, and the old words are still there,

Wine can be tasted at that time of the year,

Who can be like this since ancient times,

Some people have been in the same situation since the beginning of time,

There is no one who can be like this since ancient times,

There are many things that the people of Shen Yuan have been doing in the past, but they are not the only people in the village.

Representative characters: Wang Wei and Meng Haoran. The same as "Wang and Meng".

1. Wang Wei

Rim River, a gift to Pei Xiu Cai Di

The cold mountains turn verdant, and the autumn water gurgles in the day.

Leaning on his staff, he listened to the evening cicadas in the wind.

The sun is still setting on the ferry, and there is smoke in the marketplace.

Summer is the time to get drunk and sing in front of the five willows.

For Zhang Shaofu

In his old age, he only likes to be quiet and does not care about anything.

There is nothing I can do for myself, and I know that I will return to the old forest.

The pine wind blows to untie my belt, and the mountain moon shines on my qin.

The group asked for a better understanding of the situation, and the fishermen's song entered the pool.

Weicheng Song

Weicheng is in the rain, and the dust is light, and the willow color is new in the guest house.

I advise you to drink a glass of wine, and leave Yangguan in the west without an old friend.

The Deer Chai

On the empty mountain, I don't see anyone, but I hear people talking.

The view is in the deep forest, and the moss is shining on it again.

Bamboo Museum

Sitting alone in the bamboo grove, playing the zither and wailing again.

Deep in the forest, people do not know, the moon comes to shine on each other.

Farewell

It's a long way to go in the mountains, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to see you at sunset.

The grass will be green next year, will the king's grandson return?

Longing for each other

Red beans are born in the south, how many branches will be sprouted in spring?

I wish you would pick them more often, they are the most lovesick.

Autumn Night in the Mountain House

After the new rain on the empty mountain, the weather comes late in autumn.

The moon shines between the pines, and the clear spring flows over the stones.

Bamboo clamor returns to the raccooness, the lotus moves under the fishing boat.

If you want to be a part of the spring, you can stay with your grandchildren.

Returning to Songshan Mountain

The clear river is long and thin, and the carriages and horses are going to be idle.

The water is flowing like a stream, and the birds are returning to each other in the twilight.

The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains.

The city of Mt.

Jiandanshan Mountain

Taiyi is close to Tiandu, and the mountains are close to the sea.

White clouds look back at the merger, green mist into see no.

The peaks of the mountains are different, and the gullies are different.

If you want to stay somewhere else, ask a woodcutter across the water.

Passing the Xiangji Temple

I don't know where the temple is, but it's a few miles into the cloudy peaks.

No one can see the path of the ancient trees, where is the bell in the deep mountains?

The sound of springs and rocks, the color of the sun and the cold pines.

The empty pool at dusk is a song, and An Zen is a poisonous dragon.

Sending off Ambassador Li of Zizhou

Ten thousand ravines are covered with trees, and thousands of mountains are filled with azaleas.

It rains overnight in the mountains, and there are hundreds of springs at the end of the trees.

The Han woman lost her cloth, and the Ba man sued the taro field.

The professor of literature, Mr. Weng, did not dare to rely on his predecessor.

The Han River is a great place to see

Chusethe three Hunan provinces are connected, and the nine provinces of Jingmen are connected.

The river flows beyond the world, and the mountains are colorful.

The county is floating in front of the river, and the waves are moving far away from the sky.

It's a good day in Xiangyang, so I'm going to stay and get drunk with the mountain men.

Final South Farewell

It was quite a good road in my middle age, and I had a home in the southern mountains in the evening.

It's a good thing that I'm going to be able to go there alone, because I know that I'm going to be able to do it.

When I reached the end of the water, I sat and watched the clouds rise.

Once in a while, I would like to talk and laugh with the old man in the forest.

Farewell

Dismounting from my horse, I drank from you and asked you where you were.

It was not a good idea for you to say so, but I went back to the southern mountains.

But I can't hear you again, the white clouds are endless.

Autumn Night Song

The dew of autumn is slight at the beginning of the osmanthus, and the light robe is already thin, but I have not changed my clothes.

The silver kite has been playing for a long time, and I can't bear to go back to the empty room!

Memories of Shandong Brothers on September 9

It's a strange place to be alone, and I miss my family twice as much at festivals.

It is a great honor to be able to see your brother in a different place, and to be able to see him in a different place, and to be able to see him in a different place.

Qingxi

It's like entering a river of yellow flowers and chasing the water of the Qingxi River.

With the mountain, I will turn ten thousand times, and the interesting way is not a hundred miles.

The sound of the rocks is noisy, and the color is quiet in the deep pines.

The water is full of waterlily, the water is full of peltums, and the water is full of reeds.

My heart is already idle, and the clear river is so tranquil.

Please stay on the rocky plate, fishing will be done.

Weichuan Tianjia

The slanting light shines in the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alley.

The wild old man remembers the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorny door.

Pheasant [sentence short-tailed] wheat seedlings show, silkworms sleep mulberry leaves rare.

The man in the field is a man with a hoe, and he says, "I'm glad to see you," and he says, "I'm glad to see you.

This is the envy of idleness, and I am disappointed to say that the style of Wei.

Xi Shi Wing

The world is full of beautiful colors, but Xi Shi would rather stay in the past.

When she was a girl of Yuexi in the morning, she became a concubine of Wu Palace in the evening.

It's a rare thing to find a woman who is so cheap, and so rare to find one who is so expensive.

Inviting people to put on cosmetics, but not to put on robes.

Jun's favor is more delicate, Jun's pity is not right or wrong.

When I was in the company of a woman, I could not return with her in the car.

The neighbor's son, who was a friend of the family, was a good example of what I could do!

Sending Qibu Qian back to his hometown

There are no hidden people in the holy era, and the spirits of the heroes are all coming back to their hometowns.

They have been the first to do so, and they have been the first to do so, and they have been the first to do so.

Being far away from the Golden Gate, who would say that my path is wrong?

Jianghuai is a cold food, Jingluo sewing spring clothes.

The road to Chang'an is a road of wine, and the heart of the people is against me.

When I was traveling, I was floating on Guizhao, but I was not able to brush the thorns.

The trees are far away, and the city is lonely.

I am not sure if I have a good idea of what I'm talking about, but I'm sure I'll be able to find a way to make it work for me.

Miscellaneous Poems

You have come from your hometown, you should know about your hometown.

The next day, in front of the window, will the plum blossom yet?

Sending Zhu Da to Qin

Shunning people from Wuling, the sword is worth a thousand pieces of gold.

The sword is worth a thousand pieces of gold, and I will give it to you when I part, for it is a piece of my heart.

And Jia Sherman's Morning Pilgrimage to Daming Palace

Jiang conical cap and chicken people send the dawn chips, and Shangyi Fang into the Cuiyun fur.

The palace was opened at the end of the nine heavens, and all the nations paid homage to the tasseled head.

The color of the sun is only approaching the palm of the immortal, and the smoke of the gun dragon is floating.

After the court had finished its work, it had to cut the five-color edict, and the sound of the peals returned to the head of the phoenix pond.

To honor Mr. Guo

The cave door is a high pavilion, and there is a lot of light in the sky, and there is a lot of shade in the peaches and plums, and there is a lot of fluff in the willows.

The night of the bells in the forbidden area and the crowing of birds in the province are very rare.

They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so.

This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world with a high level of health and fitness.

By and by the Holy Spirit from Penglai to Xingqing Pavilion in the road to stay in the spring rain in the spring look forward to the work of the system

We have been haunted by the water from the Qin Sei Qu, Huangshan old around the Han Palace oblique.

The alliance is very much out of the willows of the Thousand Gates, the Pavilion Road back to see the flowers of the Garden.

The Imperial City and its two phoenix queens are in the clouds, and in the rain there are ten thousand homes with spring trees.

In order to take advantage of the Yang Qi line season, not the Chen tour to play things.

The rain is accumulating in Rim Chuan Zhuang

The rain is accumulating in the empty forest, the smoke is late, the steam quinoa and cooking millet pay east (lift the water to go to the three points plus the head of the grass).

The white egret flies over the desert rice fields, and the summer trees in the shade warble with the yellow oriole.

The mountains are filled with the quiet of the hibiscus, and the pines are filled with the dew of the sunflower.

The wild old man and the people have finished competing with each other, and the seagulls have no reason to doubt each other.

And Jia Sherman's Morning

The conical cap of the red-rimmed hat of the rooster reported the dawn chips, and the still-clothed party entered the cuiyun fur.

The palace of the nine heavens is open, and the crowns of all nations are crowned with tassels.

The color of the sun is only approaching the palm of the immortal, and the smoke of the gun dragon is floating.

After the morning, I had to cut the five-color edict, and the sound of the peals returned to the head of the phoenix pond.

Send Zhang Wu back to the mountain

Send you all the despair, and then send someone else back.

There were a few days when I was hand in hand with you, but the next day I brushed my clothes off.

There is a thatched roof on the east mountain, and I am glad I swept the thorns out of it.

When I leave, I will not let my heart go against me.

Newly cleared field

Newly cleared field. I'm not going to be able to see the whole world, but I'm going to be able to see the whole world.

Guo Men is near the ferry. The village trees are at the mouth of the stream.

White water is beyond the fields. The blue peaks are behind the mountains.

There are no idle men in the farm months. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm sure that I'm going to be able to do it.

Huanghuachuan

The paths of the dangerous paths are tens of thousands of turns, and the miles will be three breaks.

They are the most important of all, and they are the most important of all, and they are the most important of all.

Rain on the soughing pine, flow in the stone.

Silent words in a deep stream, long whistles on a high mountain.

Looking at the sun on the southern mountain, the white dew is long.

The green gaol has been cleaned, the green trees are like floating.

It was once the case that I was tired of Meng Mi, but I was not worried about it.

Cui Puyang brother season heavy front mountain Xing

Autumn color has good Xing, the situation is idle on the pool.

You can see the mountain in front of your door under the western forest.

Thousands of miles of color, several peaks out of the clouds.

Saga to the Qin State, together with Tou hide Jingguan.

The rain is still falling, and the birds are still flying.

The old man is still there today, sighing at this disheveled face.

Veteran General

When I was fifteen or twenty years old, I rode a horse on foot.

Shooting the white-fronted tiger in the mountains and counting the yellow-bearded children in Yecheng!

The man who fought three thousand miles of war, the man who fought a million battles with a single sword, the man who fought a million battles with a single sword.

The Han soldiers were as swift as thunderbolts, and the captive riders were afraid of thistles.

We are fortunate that Wei Qing was undefeated, but Li Guang was not successful.

Since the abandonment, the world has become a place of decay, and the world has become a place of wasted time.

In the past, the flying arrows did not have full eyes, and today the hanging poplar has a left elbow.

When I was a young man, I sold melons by the side of the road, and I learned to plant willows in front of my door.

The old trees are in the streets, and the cold mountains are in the sky.

It's not like Yingchuan to make wine.

The formation under the Helan Mountain is like a cloud, and the diatribe is heard day and night.

The festival is a great way to raise young people, and the generals have been sent out to the five provinces by imperial decree.

Try to brush the iron clothes like snow color, chatting with the sword to move the star text.

I would like to have the Yan bow to shoot the general, and I am ashamed to have the Yue armor to sound the name of my king.

Don't be afraid of the old guard of Yunzhong, it's still possible to win a battle!

The Peach Blossom Garden

The fishing boat is in love with the spring of the mountain, and the peach blossoms on both sides of the river are caught in the old town.

Sitting and watching the red trees, I don't know how far away they are, and I can't see anyone in the green streams.

The mountain pass is the first place where you can dive into the sea, and the mountains are open and the land is flat.

There is a place where you can see clouds and trees in the distance, and there are a thousand houses where you can see flowers and bamboos.

The woodcutter's name is from the Han Dynasty, and the dweller has not yet changed his clothes from the Qin Dynasty.

The man **** lives in Wulingyuan, and he is still in the field from the outside.

The bar under the moonlight pine is quiet, and the dogs and chickens in the sunrise cloud are noisy.

Surprised to hear that the ordinary guests scrambled to gather, competing to lead home to ask the capital.

The flowers in the lanes and alleys of the city are in bloom, and the fishermen and woodcutters enter by the water at dusk.

The first time I went to the earth to avoid the land, but I didn't come back until I became an immortal.

Who knows what happened to the people in the gorges? The world is looking at the empty clouds and mountains.

It's hard to hear and see the spiritual realm, and the heart of the world has not yet finished thinking about the home county.

No matter how far away from the cave you are, you can't leave your home without a long trip.

It is said that I am not lost in the past, but I know that the peaks and valleys have changed.

It was only at that time that I remembered the depths of the mountains, and the green streams that led to the cloud forests.

The peach blossom water is everywhere in spring, so I can't tell where to find the source of immortality.

Luoyang Daughters

Luoyang daughters live across the street from each other, and they are only fifteen years old.

Lovely men ride buckskin horses on jade leashes, and maidens chopped carp on golden plates.

Painted pavilions and vermilion buildings look out over each other, and red peaches and green willows hang over the eaves.

The curtains were sent up to the seven scented cars, and the precious fans were welcomed back to the tent of Nine Valleys.

The richness of the madman is in his youth, and the arrogance and extravagance of the man is in his drama, Jilun.

Self-pity for the jasper, but not for the coral.

Spring window dawning out of nine micro fire, nine micro pieces of flying flowers trivial.

There was a time when the play was over, and I was just sitting on the incense.

The city is so busy that I pass by Zhao and Li's house day and night.

Who pities the Yue girl with her jade-like face, who is poor enough to wash her own yarn on the river?

Early spring

The purple plums are all over the place, and the yellow birds are still singing.

Who's the girl with the broken poplar, who's not as good as she is in spring?

It's the first time I've ever been to a place where I've been able to see the water and the makeup, but I've never been able to see the flowers.

The fragrance is blown away by the wind, and the clothes are wet with dew.

The green door of the jade chamber was opened, and a fragrant car entered at sunset.

They are the most popular and the most popular of all, and they are the most popular of all.

It was a long time since I remembered you, and I was even more skeptical when I came back.

It is not as good as the swallows on the red roofs, when they both live in the green grass.

From the Gi-Wang to the Yang's other business should be taught Yang Zi talk about the scriptures, the King of Huai I wine over.

They have been a great help to us all in our quest for a better future, and we have been able to find a way to make it work.

The scripture turns back to the silver candle, the forest opens up scattered work can be.

The city is not yet open, and the road ahead is crowded with songs.

From the Giza King in the banquet Weijashandi should be taught

The seat guests incense sable full, Gongwa Shao make Zhang.

The flowers in the stream are light and pink, and the moon in the mountains is less bright.

The green grass is rich in eyes, and the flying spring embroiders the original.

It will be a long way to return home.

Together with Cui, the fall of the house straight

Jianli high autumn night, Chengming waiting for the dawn.

Nine doors are cold and warm, and ten thousand wells are full of meeting bells.

The moon is back to hide the pearl bucket, and the clouds are out of the river.

More and more, the quality of the decay, the southern stranger **** song why.

Sending a letter to Prime Minister Zhang of Jingzhou

What are you thinking about?

No one knows each other in the world, but I have been thinking about the old days for a long time.

Fang will be with the farm, the art of planting the old garden.

This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a big head, and I've never seen a man with a big head.

Rewards for the Yu Department, Su, for his work in the Lantian Farewell Area

The poor live by the mouth of the valley, and the trees are with the barren village.

The rocky road is a waste of time, and it is difficult to wait for the door of the mountain house.

The fishing boats are in the river, and the pigs are burning in the cold plains.

Only outside the white clouds, the bells of the night monkeys are heard.

Sending Judge Zhang to the west of the river

The bicycle had gone out of the fortress, and I dared to invite my country to serve.

Seeing the expulsion of Zhang Zhenru, I now think of Huo Champion.

Sha Ping even white clouds, fluffy roll into the yellow clouds.

Leaning generously on the long sword, I sing a song to the king.

Sending Qiu to Jiangdong

This is the first time I've ever seen a man who is not satisfied with what he has done, not to mention the spring of the willows.

The gold for the guest is exhausted, and the gray hair is new.

This is the first time I've ever seen a person return to a house in the world, and I've never seen a person return to a house in the world.

It's a good thing that I can't recommend you, but I'm ashamed to say that I'm going to dedicate my seat to you.

Sending a friend home

The spring should be reversed in ten thousand miles, and the geese in three rivers are rare.

They are the most important thing that you can do to make your life more comfortable.

Utopia rice seedlings show, Chu people Fan rice fat.

They are the most important thing that you can do to make your life easier.

To the Seaside

If you want to ask about the border, you will have to go through the country of Juyen.

The journey is out of the Han Dynasty, and the geese are returning to the Hu Dynasty.

The desert is straight, and the sun sets over the Yangtze River.

The Xiaoguan Pass is the place where we meet the waiting riders, and the capital guard is in Yanran.

2. Meng Haoran

Farewell to Wang Wei

What to expect in the silence? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. I want to find the grass, but I'm sorry that I'm not with the old man.

Who is the one who is on the road? The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on your own. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.

The feast on the day of the Ching Ming Festival was held in the room of the Taoist priest Mei

The forests were full of sadness in the spring, and I opened the pavilion to see the splendor of things. I was so happy to see the green bird, inviting me into the house of the red pine.

The first fire was fired from the stove, and the peaches of immortality were blossoming. I'm not sure if I'll be able to keep my face on, but I'm sure I'll be able to get my head around it!

The Zen Room of Yigong

Yigong practiced Zen silence, and built his house in an empty forest. The peaks outside are beautiful, and the ravines in front of the steps are deep.

The setting sun and the raining feet, the sky and the greenery fall into the shade of the garden. The lotus blossom is pure, and the heart is untainted.

Looking at Dongting

August, the lake is at the level of the sky, and the void is blended with the clear sky. The air vaporizes Yunmengze, and the waves shake Yueyang City.

There are no boats or oars, and it's a shame to live in a place of honor. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

Jiande River

Moving the boat to the smoky islet, the sun dusk is new.

The sky is open and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is near.

Spring Dawn

Spring sleep does not realize the dawn, everywhere heard the crowing birds.

The sound of wind and rain at night, the sound of falling flowers.

Summer at the South Pavilion with Xin Da

The light of the mountains is suddenly falling in the west, and the moon in the pool is gradually rising in the east. I'd like to take a look at this," he said, "but I don't think I'm going to be able to do that.

The lotus wind sends fragrance, the bamboo dew drops clear sound. I want to play the piano, but I don't have a soulmate to enjoy it.

It is a dream of the old man, the middle of the night.

Autumn climb to Lanshan Mountain to send Zhang Wu

Beijing Mountain in the white clouds, the hermit is happy. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few days.

Sorry because of the twilight, Xing is a clear fall hair. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at this.

The trees in the sky are like chestnuts, and the river is like the moon. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get the best out of you, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get the best out of you.

Lodging in the mountain room of the master of industry to wait for Ding Wu to

The setting sun is on the western ridge, and the ravines have been darkened all night long. The moon and the pines are cool at night, and the wind and the springs are full of fresh air.

The woodcutter was about to return to his home, and the birds of the air were at their first resting place. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.

Song of the Night Returning to Lumen Mountain

The day is already dusk when the bells of the mountain temples are ringing, and the fishermen are clamoring for the ferry.

People followed the sandy road to the river village, and I also took a boat to return to Lumen.

The moonlight at Lumen opens up the smoky trees, and I suddenly arrive at Pang Gong's hermitage.

The rocky and piney paths are long and lonely, and only the ghosts come and go.

Denying Da Nang Mountain with my sons

People have metabolism, and the past and present have become the past and present. The river and the mountains have left a trail of victory, and I will climb it again.

The water is shallow, the sky is cold, the dream is deep. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

There is a nostalgia on the cold river in the early morning

The wood is falling and the geese are crossing south, and the wind is cold on the river in the north. I have a home in Xiangshui, far away from the end of the Chu clouds.

The tears of the countryside are all gone, and the sails are alone in the sky. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get through this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get through this," he said.

The year is over and I'm going back to Nanshan

North Quehu will not write a letter, Nanshan will return to my hut. I'm not talented enough to be abandoned by my master, and I'm sickly enough to be left behind.

White hair is the oldest in the world, and the green sun is the oldest in the world. The first thing you need to do is to get up and go to bed.

Passing the old man's house

The old man had chicken and millet, and invited me to his house. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.

Opening the garden, we talked about the mulberry tree with a glass of wine. I'm sure I'll come back to the chrysanthemums when it's time for the sun to shine.

Autumn in Qinzhong to the far superior

One hill wants to lie down, the three paths are bitterly unfunded. I am not sure what I want to do in the north, but I am looking forward to seeing my teacher in the east.

The gold and laurel have been burned out, and the ambition is declining year by year. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

Suited Tonglu River to send the old travelers in Guangling

Mountains all night listening to the apes worry, Cangjiang River rapid night flow. The wind is singing on both sides of the leaves, the moon shines on a lonely boat.

Jiande is not my land, Weiyang remember the old trip. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.

Visiting Yuan's pick up

Luoyang to visit the talent, Jiangling as a stream of people.

It is said that the plum blossom early, why is this place spring.