The mountain is not high, if there is an immortal, it is famous. Water is not deep, a dragon is spiritual. I have a humble room, but I am a virtuous and cozy person. The moss traces on the steps are green, the grass color enters the curtain green. We can talk and laugh with the great scholars, and there are no white men in our midst. You can tune your zither and read the Golden Scriptures. No silk and bamboo messes with the ears, no paperwork is laborious. Zhuge's Lodge in Nanyang, Ziyunting Pavilion in Xishu.
Confucius cloud: "What ugly there?"
Liu Yuxi's poems:
"Road by the side of the song" by Liu Yuxi
NanShanShuYuChing, spring into the phoenix city. I can hear the strings and pipes everywhere, but it's not just the sound of wine being sent to the city.
"Ancient Memories of Junshan Mountain" by Liu Yuxi
This is a place where the winds are blocked by 81 vehicles. The spirit of a thousand years is gone, and the cold waters of the ochre mountains are still there.
"The Bamboo in the Court" by Liu Yuxi
The dew cleanses away the lead powder, and the wind shakes the green jade branches. It is like a gentleman's, and there is no place where it does not fit in.
"Drinking in front of the peonies at the Tang Langzhong Residence with all the gentlemen," Liu Yuxi
Drinking in front of the flowers today, I was willing to get drunk for a few cups. But I am worried that the flower has a word, not for the old man to open it.
"Two Songs on Shou'an Gantang Pavilion" by Liu Yuxi
The pavilion looks like an immortal's home, with a clear pool and slanting bamboo paths. The bird of the mountain suddenly rises up and flushes down half of the flowers on the rock.
The Luoyang Road in front of the door, the Peach Blossom Road in the door. The dust and the smoke and the haze are more than ten steps away from each other.
"Two Ancient Words" by Liu Yuxi
The first crown was placed on the back of the Xuan Hou, and the tassel in front of the tassel was a shade of light. I know that I have to go back to the old ways, and then I can see the human feelings.
The bookkeeper is a commoner, but he talks in the ancient style. I have seen Su Lingchao, and I have seen his work in the ink and the color.
Liu Yuxi
Talking often is the most reasonable thing to do. I am not sure if I can do anything about it, but I am sure that I can do something about it.
There are many rules in the world, and each of the quail-like birds is free. The first thing I want to say is that I'm not going to be able to do anything about it.
Two Songs on History by Liu Yuxi
The Hussar is not without power, but the young secretary will not go. The world is in a state of decay, but my heart is like a pillar.
Jia Sheng knew the way of the king, and Wei òài was a charioteer. I have been in the same situation as Han Wen, but I am not sure who is in the same position.
Liu Yuxi
The Great Wall of China is broken, and the wild grasses of the barren camps are in the fall. The women in Moling still sing of the white turtle dove.
"Wounded Duan Right Minister (old traveler in Jianghu, Nangong)" Liu Yuxi
Jianghai is full of heroism, and there is a straight voice in the court. What is there to say about the horse's hooves, once it is a good city.
"Wounded Dugu Sheren" by Liu Yuxi
The former parting was young, but now I am sad to lose my country's splendor. I have been to the same place for a long time, but I don't see any plum blossoms.
"Again, I'm saddened by Pang Yin" by Liu Yuxi
Where is the capital of China, and where is Zhangtai empty of dust? I'm sorry to see you crying under the mirror of the luan, but I'm sorry to see you crying under the mirror of the luan.
"Two Songs in Honor of Mr. Weigong"
The monks of Wozhou are desolate and the Chaisang slaughter is emaciated. I have been away for twenty years, but I have only two hearts left.
There is a mirror on the river and snow on the mountain. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get away with this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get away with it.
Liu Yuxi, "Farewell to Li XXI, the Minister of State for Foreign Affairs, Ezhu"
The high mast is in the air, and the columns move with the sound of departure. I want to ask you about the depth of the river, but I think it's as if I'm leaving from afar.
Two Songs in Answer to the Farewell to Mr. Li XXI, the Minister of the Crown
In the past, I used to be the partner of the Yao Chi, and I used to fly and dance in Penglai. I'm not sure if I'll be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
The horse is still standing, and the boat is about to turn. The darkness of the night is deep, and I can't see it with a wave of my sleeve.
"Two Songs from Ezhu" by Liu Yuxi
The strings of the ancestor's tent have been cut off, and the west wind is blowing in the sails of the guests. I have lost the car, but I still hear the sound of horses neighing.
When I left Liu Lin in the morning, I heard the five drums in the distant city. I remember sleeping with the old man, and I still talk to him at this time.
Liu Yuxi (刘禹锡)
离席一挥杯，别愁今尚醉。 I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'd like to be able to get a good look at you.
Dreaming of the couch, the boat suddenly traveled a thousand miles. I'm not going to be able to see the Yellow Crane Tower, but I'm going to be able to see the snow on the cold sand.
"And the old bamboo pavilion of Mr. Youfang, where I heard the qin," Liu Yuxi
There is still a road between the bamboo, and there is no dust under the qi forever. When I heard the song of running water, I remembered the man who ate the sun.
"Li Shangshu of Xizhou knew that Yu and Yuan Wuchang had an old relationship with each other...and then he wrote two lines about it. I have no more double gold to report, but I have no more sword to grieve over.
The treasure box has been idle since then, and who will tune the vermilion strings again? I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to make it work.
"Farewell to Suzhou" by Liu Yuxi
Three years ago, I was in Wu County, and I opened the account of my ancestors in Linqi. I'm not sure if I'm not Xie Jiexiao, but I'm Pei Hui," he said.
Beyond the gate of heaven, the autumn wind blows the willow. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Liu Yuxi
Autumn water is clear, cold mountain twilight more thought. I have been to all the temples in the south of the country.
Liu Yuxi, "Nine Days' Ascent"
The world's roads are dangerous, the mountains and rivers are dangerous, and the smoke is deep in your door. Every year, I go up to the high place, and I am not sad.
"Answer to Liu Zihou" by Liu Yuxi
It's been a long time since I was born, but I hate you more than I do the four sorrows. I'm going to be on my way out of the bird net," he said.
"The Pavilion Palace is in the southwest of the old county, in front of the Yanshi Mountain, overlooking the Gusu Terrace, where there is Caixiang...I gave two chapters to it." Liu Yuxi
The Pavilion Palace is a place for storing beautiful girls, which was a great boast at that time. I was so happy to see you in the palace, and I was so proud of you.
The moon palace was moved to the wall of pepper, and the smallpox was replaced by Shunhua. The only thing left is the incense path, a belt around the mountain slanting.
"Listening to the Qin" by Liu Yuxi
Why should Zen thoughts be on the jade qin, when the real monks don't see the heart of listening?
The night is half over, and the clouds are deep in the water of Cangwu.
Liu Yuxi, "Two Lyrics of the Wei Palace"
The night of the long fall is reported outside the curtains, and the dancing and singing at the Wangling is in the morning.
The heat from the stove is so intense that I can't bear to burn it when I remember the time of scoring.
The sun is reflecting on the pine and cypress branches of the Xiling Mountains, and we are looking at each other from the next stage.
The king's own words were sung in a long song.
Liu Yuxi (刘禹锡)
迎得春光先来，浅黄轻绿映楼台。
It is only because of the curls that I have so much love for you that I have to guess at the spring breeze.
There are a lot of willows in Wushan and Wushan, and the clouds and rain are far away from each other.
Because of the infinite number of things to think about on the balcony, I'm going to come back and sing a song about the bamboo branch.
Liu Yuxi, "Two Lyrics of the Bamboo Branch"
The willows are green and the river is level, and I hear the voice of Lang Lang singing on the river.
The sun rises in the east and the rain falls in the west.
There is a lot of rain on the Chushui and Bashan rivers, and the Ba people can sing their own songs.
Today, the northern tourists are thinking of going back to their homes, and they are going back to the Uighur to put on green robes.
Three Songs on the Embankment
Liu Yuxi
The wine flags are looking at the head of the embankment, and the masts under the embankment are on the embankment.
Pedestrians scramble to cross the embankment at sunset, and the sound of paddles fills the middle stream.
Jiangnan River and north river look at the smoky waves, into the night pedestrians sing accordingly.
The peach leaf spreads its love to the bamboo branch, and the water flows infinitely and the moon is bright.
The spring embankment is surrounded by water, and the flag pavilions of the wine houses are opened one after another.
The night building of the sun will beckon to visitors, and the large skiff of Khorne will drop its sails.
"Four Songs of Treading Lyrics (the second one is a poem by Zhang Ji called "Untitled Poem")" by Liu Yuxi
The moon on the spring river is out of the embankment, and the women on the embankment are walking in unison.
Singing all the new lyrics, I don't see the partridges singing in the red sunlight.
Peach groves and willow paths are passing by, and under the lamps they are made up to sing under the moon.
It was the old palace of King Xiang, and the waist is still thin.
The new words were passed on to each other, and the sleeves were lifted and the hair was tilted in front of the wind and dew.
The moon is falling and the clouds and rain are scattering, and the children are picking up the flowers on the street.
When the sun goes down and the bamboo branches are heard at the end of the river, the southerners are happy and the northerners are sad.
Since I sang a new song in the snow, I have been singing it until the end of spring.
Two Songs of the Buhu Lyrics by Liu Yuxi
Mother planted peaches between the clouds and the sea, and the flowers fell and the son became 3,000 years old.
The sea breeze blew off the most flourishing branches, and I kneeled down to offer a platter of agar to the Emperor of Heaven.
The crane returned to the Chinese watch at the end of the millennium, and it was clothed in snow.
The stars and fairies have spoken to us all, but they have turned their wings and flown to the five clouds.
Liu Yuxi, "Ajiao's Complaint"
When I look at Weiwei, I see Cuihua, and I try to open the golden house and sweep the garden flowers.
There was a letter from the palace maid saying that she was honored to be at Princess Pingyang's house.
Two Autumn Lyrics by Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time.
One crane in the clear sky is rowing up the clouds, and it brings poetic feelings to the blue sky.
The mountains are clear, the water is clear, the night is frosty, and the trees are red and yellow.
It is not as if the colors of spring are inciting people to madness.
Liu Yuxi, "Autumn Fan Lyrics"
There is no way to say that kindness does not come again.
It was the first time that I entered the sleeve of the king's bosom, and I didn't realize that there were ashes in the cold stove.
Nine Bamboo Words by Liu Yuxi
Spring grass grows at the head of Baidi City, and the Shu River is clear at the foot of the White Salt Mountain.
Southern people come up to sing a song, and northern people do not go up to move their hometown.
The peach blossom is full of flowers, and the spring water of the Shu River flows in the mountains.
Flower red easily fade like Lang Yi, water flow unlimited like Nong sad.
The new rain is clearing up on the Zhu Lou on the river, and the spring water gauze in Dui Xi is growing.
The willow on the east and west sides of the bridge, and the people who come and go singing.
The sunrise is three poles high and the spring mist is gone.
With a letter sent by the madman, I live in Chengdu Wanli Bridge.
The flowers on both sides of the mountains look like snow, and the wine in every house is full of silver cups.
There are many women in Zhaogun's Square, and they come to walk in the green outside of Yong'an Palace.
The rippling water in front of the west gate of the city is so strong that the waves cannot destroy it every year.
The heart of the people is not as good as the stone, but it goes to the east and comes back to the west.
There are twelve beaches in Qutang, and people say that the road has been difficult for a long time.
The heart of a man is not as good as the water.
When the Witch's Gorge is in the sky and the rain is in the air, the apes are crying in the highest branches.
This is not a sad sound, but it is a sad sound.
There are many flowers in the mountains, and the smoke and fire in the clouds are the homes of the people.
Silver and gold hairpins come to carry water, and long knives and short hats go to burn her.
"Nine Lyrics of Yang Liu Zhi" by Liu Yuxi
The plum blossoms in the northern part of the country are blown by the Qiang flute, and the osmanthus trees in the southern part of the country are written on a small hill.
Please don't play the songs of the previous dynasty, but listen to the new Yang Liu Zhi.
When it is early in the spring in the South and the East, where do we meet?
Peach, red, and white are all good, but the poplar must be played with.
The phoenix palace covers the emerald curtains, and the dragon pool is a distant sight, as if it were the dust of a koan.
The spring water of the royal ditch reflects each other, and it kills the young children of Chang'an.
The warblers fly about in the Golden Valley Garden, and the wind blows on the Bronze Camel Strand.
The city's peaches and plums will be over in no time, and the poplars will be in infinite supply.
When the calyx was first planted in front of the calyx building, the beauty upstairs fought for her waist.
Today, I've thrown away all the leaves in the street, and I'm not sure who I'm talking to.
The Emperor Yang's palace is located on the waterfront of Bianshui River, where several branches of willows can't win the spring.
The wind is blowing in the evening, and the flowers are like snow, and they are flying into the palace wall without seeing anyone.
The green door of the royal street was hanging down, and there were thousands of golden strands and thousands of silks.
Now it is made into a knot of the same heart, and will be given to the pedestrians, whether they know it or not.
Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag, and the pedestrians wave their arms in the west of the sun.
There are endless trees on the streets of Chang'an, but only the hanging poplars control the parting.
Light and curly, they take up years and years of life, and they cover the dance halls and makeup buildings everywhere.
When spring is over, the flowers can't be left behind, and who's home will they go to with the wind?
"Nine Songs of Wave-transporting Sand (the fourth of which is a poem by Zhang Ji)" by Liu Yuxi
The Yellow River is a river of ten thousand miles of sand, and the waves and the winds have swept the world since the end of time.
Now I'm going straight up to the Milky Way, to the home of Altair and the Weaving Maiden.
By the Luo Shui Bridge, the spring sun slopes down, and the blue stream is so shallow that you can see the agar sand.
The wind was blowing so fast that it startled the lovebirds out of the waves.
Bianjiang water flows eastward with tiger's eye patterns, and Qinghuai dawn color duck head spring.
Just look at the ferry and see how many people have crossed over to the other side of the world.
The waves of the Parrot Island seem to be floating on the sand, and the sun will be slanting in the spring when the green building is looking at it.
The swallows are fighting to get back to the house, and the maniacs alone don't remember their homes.
The flowers on both sides of the Maundy Thursday River, and the spring breeze blowing the waves, are plucking the sand.
The girl cut the mandarin ducks' brocade, and will go to the middle of the river with the evening sun.
The sun shines on Chengzhou and the fog opens up on the river, and the women who are panning for gold are all over the river.
Beauty jewelry, the seal of the king, are all from the sand in the bottom of the wave.
August waves roar from the ground, the head of a few feet high to touch the mountain back.
Shortly but into the sea door to go, rolled up the sand like a pile of snow.
More than a wave of slanders, more than a sinking sand.
Thousands of percolating liquids are hard work, and the sand is blown away to reach the gold.
The flow of water and sand will not pause, before the wave is not extinguished after the wave is born.
It reminds me of Xiaoxiangzhu, where I sang back to welcome the gods.
Liu Yuxi (刘禹锡)
"Luozhong送韩七中丞之吴兴口号五首"
The past years' intention and spirit of the group of heroes, a few times towards the return of a word line.
The two of them met in the city of Luoyang.
Since the clouds parted, the daily entertainment has been miserable.
It's been a long time since I saw you, and I've spent my whole life writing books about it.
It is not my intention to tell you that I'm leaving you, but I'll tell you that I'm not going to tell you that I'm going to tell you that I'm leaving you.
It was my intention to get drunk and say goodbye, but I didn't know that it would bring me sorrow.
The wind is blowing fast on the camel bridge, and it is spring under Ruo in the parrot's cup.
The water is blue and the mountains are green, so it's good to have a smile on your face.
The women in the stream come out of the fence, and the mandarin ducks on the stream avoid the painted flag.
Where is the world like a fairyland, when you pick tea with prostitutes in the spring mountains?
Two Songs to Send Senator Liao to the East
Liu Yuxi
When I met the king at the Nine Strides, I left him again, and there was no time for me to say goodbye to him.
When I met you on Mt. Wang, I saw you blossom and fall.
The flowers have fallen and you have left, the green grass and poplars lead the way.
All the lords of the host country are old friends, so I'm sure I'll be in love with them.
Liu Yuxi, "Sending Minister Du to Herb State at the End of Spring in Luozhong"
It was a long time ago that we met in front of the bottle under the flowers, but tomorrow we will suddenly become thousands of miles away from each other.
It's a good thing you're looking back from the bridge, because there's still spring in Luocheng.
"The Night Swallow in the Town of Fujian Lu's Residence" by Liu Yuxi
The flag was temporarily stationed on the embankment of Luoshui, and the red candles and candles were drunken in the orchid room.
Beauty and wine are the best things in life, and I am not afraid of the sound of the apes in the Jianxi River.
"I'm sending Hongju to Jiangling to visit Ma Feng" Liu Yuxi
The autumn wind in the northwest withered the cymbidium orchids, and the blue clouds on the waves of Dongting were cold.
Maoling's talented son, who lives in Jiangling, begs for a new poem to read with his palm.
Liu Yuxi, "Gift to Changsha's Zangtou"
There are thousands of evil mountains in the outer world, but the true words of the Buddha will destroy all the peaks.
Sometimes when the moon is bright and there is no one around, I go to Zhaotan alone to control the evil dragon.
"I am sending Mr. Xiao Yun to visit Tiantai." Liu Yuxi
The monks of Qujiang have been seeing the monks of Songjiang, and I have come to Tiantai to see the stone bridge.
The cranes are in love with their old nests and the clouds are in love with the peaks.
"The Ancient City of Taicheng" by Liu Yuxi
The Qingjiang River is so long and the king's spirit is so deep, where can I find the remains of the six dynasties?
The palace walls are hidden and surrounded by wild swamps, and the storks are singing at night in deep colors of autumn.
"A gift to Cui Qianniu" by Liu Yuxi
The old man who studied the way of the deep mountains and left a name for himself for ten thousand generations is not related to his body.
I would like to advise you to buy more wine in Chang'an, so that you can take up the spring in the South Strand and the East City.
Liu Yuxi
Silent and alone, I see the golden embers falling, and I see the jade mountains crumbling.
Since I am ashamed of not being a friend of Goyang, I rode back to the stars one night.
When Wang XII joined the Hanlin College, he presented a poem to Liu Yuxi
The stable horses were fluttering outside the forbidden area, and it was difficult to get to the starships.
It is a great honor for me to be able to tell you that I want to report to Huainan, and that I want to call Wang Bao to enter the Hanlin.
Liu Yuxi, "Presenting Liu Yicao with a Slogan at the Que"
The colorful battles and the divine flags hunted the dawn wind, and the chickens sang and drums were fluffy.
When will the copper kettle stop leaking water?
"Supervising the Ancestral Temple and the Moon Altar," Liu Yuxi
When the day and night were equalized, Xixi and Xiho stopped their work at noon, and Taiyin was born," he said.
Clanging and clasping together in the autumn light, the spectators were like clouds coming out of Fengcheng.
"Yuan He A Wu, the year of the imperial decree all the levy Jiang Xiang by the guest Yu from Wuling to the capital to stay in ... gentlemen" Liu Yuxi
Thunderstorms in the mountains and rivers up lying dragons, Wuling woodcutter silk trails.
Ten years under the maple forest of Chushui, I heard the bell of Changle for the first time tonight.
"In the eleventh year of the Yuanhe era, when I was summoned to the capital from Lanzhou, I presented a gift to all the gentlemen who watched the flowers" Liu Yuxi
The red dust of the Purple Strand came to my face, and no one did not say that I had returned to watch the flowers.
There are thousands of peach trees in Xuan Du Guan, all of which were planted after Liu Lang's departure.
Liu Yuxi, "Visiting Xuan Du Guan again"
The courtyard of 100 mu is half full of moss, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.
Where is the Taoist monk who planted the peach blossoms, and where is the Taoist monk who planted the peach blossoms?
"With the singer Mi Jiarong," Liu Yuxi
Singing the unexpected sound of Liangzhou, the only old man is Mi Jiarong.
Recently, the world has been light on the ancestors, and it is good to dye the moustache after life.
It has been thousands of years since I looked at him, but it is just like the time when I first looked at him.
Listening to Mu, the musician in the old palace, singing," Liu Yuxi
Once I crossed the heavenly river with the Weaving Maiden, and remembered the first song among the clouds.
When I was a young man, I was a young man, and I was a young man, and I was a young man, and I was a young man, and I was a young man, and I was a young man.
The five questions of Jinling.
The mountains surround the old country, and the tides beat the empty city back to loneliness.
The old moon on the east side of the Huai Shui is still passing through the female wall at night.
"Five Questions on Jinling.
By the side of Vermilion Bird Bridge, the wild grass flowers, and at the entrance of Wuyi Lane, the setting sun is slanting.
The swallow in front of the hall of Wang Xie in the old days has flown into the homes of the common people.
"Five Questions on Jinling.
The city of Taicheng has been a place of luxury for six generations, and it is the most extravagant place to be in spring.
Ten thousand households and thousands of doors have been turned into weeds, and it is only because of a song that the flowers in the backyard are being blossomed.
"The Five Questions of Jinling.
The Shenggong Lecture Hall" by Liu Yuxi
The Shenggong lectured to the ghosts and gods, and the empty hall behind him was not bibbling at night.
The Bibimbap is a bibimbap, a bibimbap, a bibimbap, a bibimbap, a bibimbap, a bibimbap, and a bibimbap.
The five questions of Jinling.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I'm not sure if I've ever been in the world for a long time.
There are more than three mu of bamboo trees on the pond terrace.
"The Temple of Han Xin" by Liu Yuxi
The temple of Han Xin is a place where a great warrior was born, and where a good bow was placed in a pale yellow bell room.
The temple is a place where the future generations will be able to visit for fear of making a success of themselves.
Liu Yuxi, who sent Yang Bashou Zhou after the two Li Jia advisors paid their respects
The two new advisors were pleasantly surprised by the silk threads they were presented with.
Then I know that the Son of Heaven is as bright as the sun, and is willing to release the high lying people of Huainan.
"I congratulate Mr. Wen on his victory over Xingyuan," said Liu Yuxi
Flags and flags entered the country without a sound from the dogs, and the waters of Han were clear of whales and salamanders.
Since then, the world has opened its ears and eyes to the famous generals and scholars.
Reward to Dr. Wu of Ruizhou for his nightly visit to Xiangchuan River
Liu Yuxi
The nightly visit to Xiangchuan River is a time when the moonlight is bright and the apes' blood is stained on their lapels.
The marks of Xiangfei's old bamboo are still shallow, but since then they have been stained even more y by the emperor.
The former was in a hurry to be turbaned, and he was emaciated for ten years before arriving at the capital.
The old officials of the Southern Palace came to ask each other, where to stay in the white occurrence.
Liu Yuxi (刘禹锡)
20余年别帝京，重闻天乐不胜情。
Only He Zhanshan is here, and he sings to me with great solicitude.
"With the singer Tian Shunlang" by Liu Yuxi
The world can sing the song of the imperial historian's wife, and she sings it to the king in front of the flowers and at the bottom of the leaves.
No one has ever seen her in the depths of the nine heavens, so I will share my new voice with Shunlang.
"The Yan'er Hall is broken, and the screen is so well painted that many people appreciate the inscription" Liu Yuxi
Painting should be met with the day of death, and it is difficult to meet the person who recognizes the place where the painting is sold.
Only those who are sentimental about their travels are forced to brush their sleeves against the dust.
"Peony Appreciation" by Liu Yuxi
The peonies in front of the garden have no character, and the lotus flowers on the pond have little love.
Only the peony is a true national color, and when it blooms, it moves the capital.
"Interjection" by Liu Yuxi
The Qin state's success has made me think of taxing my transportation, and the Jin ministers' fame has made me sigh for the crisis.
Without the yellow dog in Shangcai, I would like to be a man of cloth in Dantu.
The Pine by the altar is in the empty crane's nest, and the white deer walks on the old path.
Hand-planted red peaches, a thousand trees have sprouted, and the mountains are full of spring winds without a director.
Liu Yuxi, "Under the Tablet of Wang Sidao,"
The pale and cold smoke from the trees is still there, and his fame is still spreading in the sea.
There are a lot of old officials in the four provinces, and a few of them shed tears in front of the monument.
Three Songs on the Wounded Stream by Liu Yuxi
Spring comes from the stream, and the swallows fly back to the grassy hall without a master.
Only the grass in the courtyard is visible through the curtain, and a tree of pomegranates is still in bloom.
There are several rows of grasses left on the bad wall, and thousands of trees belong to the neighboring house.
The only thing I can see is that the door is open to the public, and the sun is still shining, so I can see the woodcutter's car.
The willow door and bamboo alley are still there, and the weeds and moss are increasing day by day.