Wang Wei's Xinyiwu: Hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyxes sprouting in the mountains. No one is in the silence of the streams and households, and they bloom and fall from the sky.
Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains": After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in the fall. The moon shines between the pines, and the spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moves under the fishing boat. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid, and the third time I was a kid.
Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream": the osmanthus flowers fall in idleness, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise startles the birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream.
Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia": 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. 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 world.
Wang Jian's "Walking in the Field": the man's voice is happy, the woman's face is happy, and the family does not complain about saying goodbye. Although May is hot, the winds of wheat are clear, the eaves are reeling. The silkworms do not take the cocoon, and the moths are born between the leaves. The silks are on the shafts of the wheat harvest, and I know that I have lost enough for the government. I don't want to be imported back into the city, so I will not sell my yellow calf to the city. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this one!
Zhang Ji's "Song of the Wild Elderly": the old farmer's family is poor and lives in the mountains, cultivating three or four acres of mountain fields. The tax on the seedling is too much to eat, and the input into the official warehouse is turned into soil. At the end of the year, the hoeing and plowing is done in the empty room, and the acorns are collected by calling the children to climb up the mountain. The first time I saw this was when I was in a boat with a dog, and the dog was in a boat with a dog.
Nie Yizhong's "Hurting Tianjia": selling new silk in February and selling new grain in May. I wish the king's heart could be transformed into the heart of the king. I wish the king's heart could be turned into a bright candle. I wish that the heart of the king would be turned into a bright candle, which would not shine on the banquet, but on the house of the fugitive.
Wei Yingwu's Guanyuan Tianjia: The rain is new, and the hibernation begins with a thunderstorm. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and the first time I saw it was when I was in the middle of the night. The people are all in the field, and the garden is also in the right place. When I return, the scenery is always calm, and I drink water from the west stream of the calf. Hunger and charging are not bitter, and the richness is a joy to see. There are no reserves in the warehouse, and the corvée has not yet been completed. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
Du Xunhe's "The Widow in the Mountain" (山中寡妇)：Husband died in battle, and his sideburns are burnt in his ramie clothes. I picked wild vegetables and boiled them with roots, and chopped raw firewood and burned it with leaves. I have no idea how to avoid the levy, even if it is deeper in the mountains.
Wang Wei's Weichuan Tianjia: The slanting light shines on the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alleys. The old man is a shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the brambles to open. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night. The farmer arrives with his hoe, and says "I'm glad to see you". I'm envious of the leisure, and I'm disappointed to hear the words of the style of Weiwei.
2. About the good life of the poemWang Wei "deer firewood": the empty mountains do not see people, but hear the sound of people's voices. The scene of the return to the deep forest, and then shine on the green moss.
Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu": Hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyx in the mountains. The mountain is silent and no one is there, but the flowers fall from the mountain.
Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains": The weather is late in the fall after fresh rain on the empty mountains. The moon shines between the pines, and the spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo clamor returns to the raccoon girl, the lotus moves under the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests as it pleases, and the king's grandson can stay.
Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream": The osmanthus blossoms fall in idleness, the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moonrise startles the birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
Wang Wei's "A Field House in Weichuan": The slanting light shines on the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alleys. The old man remembers the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorns. Pheasant crowing of wheat seedlings, silkworms sleeping in mulberry leaves. The farmer arrives with his hoe, and says "I'm glad to see you". This is the envy of idleness, disappointment and song of decline.
3. The more poems about life, the betterThe following are the life of the boudoir, the court life, the life of the field, the life of the detained travelers, the life of the military and so on.
Guan Suo (诗经) 卷耳 (诗经) Yan Yan (诗经) Lamb (诗经) Lagenaria have bitter leaves (诗经) Jing female (诗经) Sangzhong (诗经) 载驰 (诗经) 伯兮 (诗经) 女曰鸡鸡 (诗经) Wind and rain (诗经) Out of its east door (诗经) Reed reed (诗经) Moonrise (诗经) . Expand the following are deep bosom life, court life, field life, detention life, military life and so on.
Guan Suo (诗经) 卷耳 (诗经) Yan Yan (诗经) Lamb (诗经) Lagenaria have bitter leaves (诗经) Jing female (诗经) Sangzhong (诗经) Zai Chi (诗经) Bo Ruoxi (詩经) 女曰鸡鸡 (诗经) Wind and rain (詩经) Out of its East Gate (诗经) Reed (诗经) Moonrise (诗经) Yellow Bird (詩经) Yang (詩经) Yang (詩经) East Gate (诗经) Hit the soil song (尧时老人) Pounding Song (舂歌 (戚夫夫人) Complaints about the singing line (Auntie Ban) Autumn Wind (Liu Che) Two Songs for the Qin (Sima Xiangru) South of the Battle City (Hanfu) Some Thoughts (Hanfu) Gangnam (Hanfu) Drinking Horses from the Great Wall Caves (Hanfu) Ancient Songs (Hanfu) Grasses by the Green River (Anonymous) Cypresses on the Green Lings (Anonymous) Today's Banquet (Anonymous) Picking Hibiscus Across the River (Anonymous) Returning to the Car to Drive the Words of Mai (Anonymous) The East City is High and Long (Anonymous) Driving up to the East Gate (Anonymous) The Day of Going to Take the East Gate (Anonymous) The Day of the Goer is Sparse (Anonymous) The Year of the Rinning Clouds (Anonymous) The Cold Weather of Mundown (Anonymous) The Visitor Comes from Afar (Anonymous) The Bright Moon (Anonymous) Up the Mountain to Pick Gracilaria (Anonymous) The Bitter Cold Walk (Anonymous) Cao Cao's Poem on the March of Duty (Wang Ch'an) Various Poems (Wang Ch'an) The Seven Sorrows (Wang Ch'an) Poem of Love (Xu Xu) The Room of Thoughts (Xu Xu Xu) The Fleur-de-Lis Pond (Zeng Pi) Various Poems, Part I (Cao Pi) Konghou quotes (Cao Zhi) Namedu piece (Cao Zhi) Sending off Ying's family (Cao Zhi) Miscellaneous poems (Cao Zhi) One hundred and one poems (Ying Qu) Winged Memories (Ruan Ji) Giving a gift to my elder brother for joining the army (Jikang) Grass beside the green river (Fu Xuan) Carts in the distance (Fu Xuan) Love poems (Zhang Hua) Bitter Cold Walk (Lu Ji) The door is full of carriages (Lu Ji) Going to Luo (Lu Ji) Preparing for the bright moon (Lu Ji) Recruiting to concealment (Lu Ji) Miscellaneous poems (Zhang Xie) Song for the Fufeng (Liu Kun) Swimming at the West Pond (Xie Shun) Time's fortune (Tao Chuan) Room thoughts (Xu Pi) (Xie Jie) Luck of the Season (Tao Yuanming) Swimming in the Slanted River (Tao Yuanming) Beginning of Zhenjun Senjun's Journey to Qu'a (Tao Yuanming) Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields (Tao Yuanming) Begging for Food (Tao Yuanming) Drinking Alone in the Rain (Tao Yuanming) Moving to a New Home (Tao Yuanming) In the Middle of the 9th Month of the 9th Month of the 9th Year of the Year of the Gengxu, I Received Early Rice from the Western Fields (Tao Yuanming) Drinking the Wine, Third of the Wine (Tao Yuanming) Drinking the Wine, Sixth of the Wine (Tao Yuanming) Drinking the Wine, Seventh of the Wine (Tao Yuanming) Composed at a meeting (Tao Yuanming) Composed the second part of an ancient poem (Tao Yuanming) Composed the fourth part of an ancient poem (Tao Yuanming) Composed the second part of a miscellaneous poem (Tao Yuanming) White rock under the field (Xie Lingyun) Planting Mulberry (Xie Lingyun) Tamping Clothes (Xie Huilian) Presenting to Fan Ye (Lu Kai) Complaining about Poetry Line (Tang Huizhou) On behalf of the East Gate (Bao Zhaohu) Composed the Sixth Part of the Line of Road Difficulties (Bao Zhao) On behalf of the Spring Line (Bao Zhao) Composed the Second Part of an Ancient Poem (Bao Zhao) On behalf of Guo Xiaoyu, wife of Ge Shamen (Bao Zhaohuai) Complaints about the Jade Steps (Bao Zhaohui) Xie Yue+Zhao) Yu Dongtian (Xie Yue+Zhao) The Xuancheng New Linpu to Banqiao (Xie Mu+Hua) The Beijing Road Festival (Xie Mu+Hua) Farewell to Zhang Xuzhou Ji (Fan Yun) Farewell to Zhang Xuzhou Jik (Fan Yun) Farewell to Zhang Xuzhou Jik (Fan Yun) Ancient Farewell to the Emperor of Wei and the Emperor of Wen's Feasts (Jiang Yun) Tao Zhengjun Diving into the Fields (Jiang Yun) Mourning of the Chamber of Departures (Jiang Yun) Songs of Jiangnan (Liu Yun) Xin'anjiang River to the Bottom of the Shallow Shallow and Deep (Shen Yao) Farewell to Su Jiude (He Xun) Night Farewell to Hu Xing'an (He Xun) Cimu Rocky (He Xun) Dancing Beauty (Yu Xin) Jiangjin Farewell to Liu Guanglu (Yin Clang) Spring (Xu Ling) Remaining Gifts to the Hermit in the Mountain (Zhou Hongjian) Wild Hope (Wang Jie) Looking at the Moon and Enchanting the Distance (Zhang Jiuling) Passing by the Old Man's Village (Meng Haoran) Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran) Staying at Jiande Jiang (Meng Haoran) Feast on Meidaoji's Mountain Room (Meng Haoran) Spring Panning on Ruoye Stream (Qifen Nuqian) One of Seven Songs of the Journey of the Army (Wang Changling) Autumn Lyrics of Long Letters (Wang Changling) Rim River (Rim Chuan) The Rim of the River One of the Seven Songs of the March of the Soldiers (Wang Changling) (Dufu) Went to the River South and River North (Dufu) Met Li Guinian at Jiangnan (Dufu) Went to Yueyang Tower (Dufu) Sent the Judge to the Capital in White Snow (Cen Sen) Moored at Night on the Maple Bridge (Zhang Ji) A Brief History of Jiangcun (Sikong Shu) The Songs of the Traveling Son (Meng Jiao) One of the Two Lyrics of the Bamboo Branches (Liu Zhi Xie) Pipa Line (Bai Juyi) Lyrics of the Palace (Bai Juyi) Jiangxue (Liu Zongyuan) Warned that Lotte had been authorized to be the Secretary of the State Department of Jiangzhou (Yuan Zhen) Visiting the Hidden Man but not Meeting Him (Yuan Zhen) Parking on the Qinhuai (Du Mu) Mountain Trip (Du Mu) Du Mu) Mountain Walk (Du Mu) Wrap up.
4. Poems describing daily lifePoems describing daily life:
1. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are in three or two branches, and ducks are the first to know the warmth of the water in the spring river. (Su Shi's "Huichong's Evening Scene of Spring River")
2. Wildfires are inexhaustible, and the spring breeze blows again. (Bai Juyi's Fugue Gu Yuan Cao Farewell)
3. Picking chrysanthemums under the East Fence, seeing the South Mountain at ease. (Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Wine")
4. The eaves of the cottage are swept clean and free of moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. (Wang Anshi's "The Wall of Mr. Huyin")
5. Open up the garden and talk about mulberry and hemp with wine. (Meng Haoran's "Passing by the Old Man's Village"
6. I like the child's roguishness, and he is lying on his back, peeling the lotus seedpods at the head of the stream. (Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le - Village Dwelling"
7. The spring silkworms are not finished until they are dead, and the wax torches are not dry until they are waxed. (Li Shangyin's Untitled)
8. Waiting to recognize the face of the east wind, ten thousand purples and thousands of reds are always spring. (Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"
5. Poems describing the ease of lifeWang Wei's "Xin Yi Wu"
Hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyxes in the mountains. The red calyxes are found in the mountains. The streams are silent, and no one is there.
Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains"
The weather is late in the fall, after the new rain on the empty mountains. The moon is shining between the pines, and the spring is flowing over the rocks. The bamboo is noisy, and the lotus is moving, and the fishing boat is moving. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"
The osmanthus blossoms fall at leisure, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moon is out, and the birds are singing in the spring stream.
Wang Wei's Tianjia in Weichuan
The slanting light shines on the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor streets. The old man was thinking of the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorns to open. The crowing of pheasant and wheat seedlings, the sleeping of silkworms and the scarcity of mulberry leaves. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you. I am envious of the idleness of this place, and I am disappointed to sing about the decline of the world.
Wang Jian's "Walking in the Field"
The man's voice is happy, the woman's face is happy, and the family does not complain about the parting of words. The May is hot, the wind is clear, and the reeling carriages are singing on the eaves. The silkworms are making cocoons that people don't want to take, and the moths are coming out of the leaves. The silks are on the shafts of the wheat harvest, and I know that I have lost enough for the government. I don't want to be imported back into the city, so I will not sell my yellow calf to the city. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get out of this one!
Zhang Ji's "Song of the Wild Old Man"
The old farmer's family is poor and lives in the mountains, cultivating three or four acres of mountain fields. The tax on the seedlings is so high that they cannot be eaten, and they are turned into soil in the official warehouse. The old farmer's family lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of land. The first time I saw this was when I was in a boat with a dog, and the dog was in a boat with a dog.
Nie Yizhong's "Wounded Field Family"
In February, we sold new silk, and in May, we sold new grain. I wish the king's heart could be transformed into the heart of the king. I wish the king's heart could be turned into a bright candle. I wish that the heart of the king would be turned into a bright candle, which would not shine on the banquet, but on the house of the fugitive.
Wei Yingwu's Guanyuan Tianjia
The rain is new, and the hibernation has begun. The first time I saw it, it was a few days before I was able to start farming. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley. 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. Hunger and charging are not bitter, and the richness is a joy to see. There are no reserves in the warehouse, and the corvée has not yet been completed. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
Du Xunhe's "The Widow in the Mountain"
The husband died in the army, and his sideburns were scorched in his ramie clothes. I have no idea how to avoid the levy, even if it is deeper in the mountains.
Wang Wei's Tianjia in Weichuan
The slanting light shines on the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alleys. The old man was thinking of the shepherd boy, and leaning on his staff, he waited for the door to be opened. The first time I saw him was when he was a young man, and he was a young woman. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the other side of the fence, and you'll be able to see the other side of the fence. I am envious of the idleness of the world, and I am disappointed to hear the words of the style of the world.
Wang Wei's "Field in Spring"
In the house, the spring turtles are singing, and the apricot blossoms are white by the side of the trees. 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 minutes. The swallows know the old nests, and the old people see the new calendar. The first time I saw this was when I was a little girl, and the second time I saw it was when I was a little girl, and the third time I was a little girl.
Meng Haoran's "Passing by the Old Man's Village"
The old man had chickens and millet, and invited me to his home. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you'll be able to get a good look at this. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the flowers, and then you can see the color of the flowers.
Du Fu's Yearly Yan Xing
The year cloud is more north wind, Xiaoxiang Dongting white snow. The first time I saw this was when I was a fisherman and my net was freezing, so I didn't bother to shoot the geese. Last year, the rice was expensive, and this year, the rice is cheap, and it hurts the farmers. The high motor officials are tired of wine and meat, and the loom and axle of these people are empty. The people of Chu emphasize fish but not birds, so don't kill the southern birds in vain. Moreover, I heard that men and women are selling everywhere, and they are still renting. In the past, money was used to catch private casting, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed. Carved clay is the easiest to get, and the good and bad do not match each other. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I had ever seen a kid.
Wen Tingyun's "Burning Song"
I got up and looked at the South Mountain, and the mountain fire burned the mountain fields. The fire is burning in the mountain fields. The reddish sunset is like extinction, and the short flames are connected. The difference is to the rock, Ran Ling green wall. The winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain, and the winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain, and the winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain. The neighboring man can speak in Chu, leaning on the plug, wanting to weep. He says that he is a Chusetian, and that he burns her for the morning field. Beanstalks are full of worms, and the flowers on the hedges are like houses. The abandoned stacks of rags return to the fence, and chickens peck at the corn in the plaza. In the New Year, the spring rains are clearing up, and the sound of the gods is being celebrated everywhere. Holding money, I would tell my fortune, knocking on the tiles and ringing in the forest. If you get the fortune on the mountain, you will come back to the mulberry and jujube. The fire is blown to the white grass, and the sickle reflects the red cane. The wind drives away the smoke of mistletoe leaves, and the mistletoe trees connect to the flat mountains. The stars burst out of the sky and the embers fall down in front of the steps. The crows curse the year of abundance. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid, and the third time I was a kid.
Fan Chengda's "Miscellany in the Field at Four Times (I)
The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, and the wheat flowers are snow-white and the vegetables are scarce. The day is long and no one passes through the hedges, but only the dragonflies and nymphs fly.
Fan Chengda's "Miscellany in the Field and Garden in Four Seasons (II)
The children of the village are each in charge of their own household. The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, but they are learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
The "Broken Formation Zi" (破阵子----晏殊)
When the swallows come to the spring festival, the pear blossoms fall behind the clear sky.
The moss on the pool is three or four points, and the oriole at the bottom of the leaf is one or two times.
The day is long, and the flotsam is light.
The first thing you need to know is how to get the best out of your life.
I'm not sure if it's because I've been sleeping last night, but I'm sure it's because I've been fighting for the past day.
The first thing you need to know is how to get the best out of your life.
Yanshu ---- famous prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, the famous lyricist, the collection of words known as the "Jade words"
6.Describe the good life of the poemAncient verses directly say, ah, life is beautiful poem is almost nothing, but many are depicted in the scene of the leisure life to show that life is good, the following these are.
1, hosted the new city Xu Gong store
Song Yang Wanli
Hedgerow sparse a path deep, tree head flowers fall not yet shade.
The children were in a hurry to catch up with the yellow butterflies, and they flew into the flowers to pick them up, but they could not find them.
No one passes through the hedge, but there are dragonflies and nymphs.
3. Summer garden miscellany - its seven
Song Fan Chengda
Cultivating the field for day and night to perform hemp, the children of the village are in charge of their own families.
The children and grandchildren have not yet begun to plow and weave, but they are learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
4. Drinking Wine - Its Fifth
Tao Yuanming of the Wei and Jin dynasties
He has a hut in the human world, and there is no noise of carriages and horses.
I ask you how can you do it? The most important thing to remember is that it is not a good idea to be far away from the place.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely see the south mountain.
The mountain air is so beautiful that the birds fly to each other.
There is a true meaning in this, which I want to recognize and forget to say.
5. Partridge Sky - Lazy to the green door to learn to plant melons
Song Lu You
Lazy to the green door to learn to plant melons, only fishing to send years.
A pair of new swallows flew to the spring shore, and a piece of light gulls landed on the evening sand.
The song is misty, the bow of the ship is mute, and the wine is as clear as dew and the preserved fish as flowers.
When people ask where they want to go, they laugh and point to the boat as their home.
The horse's hoof is treading on the water to mess up the brightness, and the drunken sleeve is facing the wind to receive the falling flowers.
I wondered why the children went out and looked at me, and the sound of the birds preceded me to the mountain home.
7. April in the Countryside
Song Weng Roll
The green mountains are full of white rivers, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of Zi Gui.
April in the countryside, there are fewer idle people, only the silkworms and then inserted into the field.
7. Poems about rural life1, "Compassionate Farming: Two Songs - Two" - Li Shen, Tang Dynasty
Hoeing day is noon, sweat drops under the soil.
Who knows how hard it is to eat on a plate?
Translation: At noon of the summer, the sun is scorching hot, farmers are still working, and the sweat drops into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowls is full of the farmers' blood and sweat?
2, "Return to the Garden - its three" - Wei Jin Tao Yuanming
Planting beans under the South Mountain, grass and bean seedlings thin.
The morning is the time to take care of the filth, and the moon is the time to go back to the hoe.
Translation: I planted beans under the south mountain, and the weeds in the field were thick and the peas were sparse. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
3. The Farmer's House on the Mountain - Gu Fong of the Tang Dynasty
The sound of the spring on the boardwalk, and the rooster crowing in the afternoon on the thatched roof.
The tea is roasted in the dark, but the sky is clear in the sunshine.
Translation: When I walked across the wooden bridge over the mountain stream, I was accompanied by the murmuring sound of the spring, and when I came to the door of the farmer's house, the sun was already shining over the eaves, and the chickens clucked as if welcoming the guests. Mountain farmers accompanied me to visit the roasting tea, apologized profusely and said, don't be angry at being smoked, to the threshing floor, mountain farmers for the clear sky can be threshing and rejoice.
4, "April in the countryside" - Song Dynasty Weng volume
Green all over the mountain original white full of Sichuan, Zi Gui sound of rain like smoke.
In April in the countryside, there are fewer idle people, and only after the silkworms are inserted into the field.
Translation: The hillside fields are full of grass and trees, and the color of the water in the rice paddies mirrors the light of the sky. The sky is covered with smoke and rain, and the cuckoo cries loudly, the earth is a thriving scene. April is here, no one is idle, just finished the sericulture thing again to transplant rice.
5. "The Farmer's House" - Yan Renyu, Tang Dynasty
In the middle of the night, I called out to the children to plow in the morning, and the oxen were weak, but it was hard for them to walk.
People don't know how hard it is to be a farmer, and they say that the grain in the field grows by itself.
Translation: In the middle of the night, they called out to the children to hurry to the field to plow while the day was just breaking, and the weak old ox was pulling the plough to walk hard in the field, slower and slower, so tired that it could hardly drag the plough tool anymore. People don't know how hard it is to be a farmer, and they say that rice grows naturally in the field.
8. Write a poem about lifeBelieve in the future
By: Index Finger
When the cobwebs mercilessly censored my hearth
When the residual smoke from the ashes sighed with the sadness of poverty
I still stubbornly paved over the ashes of my disappointment
Write with the beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future
When my purple grape When my purple grapes turn into autumn dew
When my flowers nestle in someone else's arms
I still stubbornly write: Believe in the future
With frosty vines
I will write: Believe in the future
I will write: Believe in the future
With my fingers, the rows of waves that swell up to the sky
I will write: Believe in the future
With my palms, the sea that holds the sun
I will write: Believe in the future
With the warm and beautiful quill that sways the dawn
With the child's pen.
With a child's pen, I write: "I believe in the future."
The reason why I firmly believe in the future
is that I believe in the eyes of the people of the future
She has eyelashes that open the dust of history
She has pupils that can see through the chapters of the past
No matter what people think of our rotting flesh
The despondency of those who have lost their way, or the bitterness of those who have failed
Whether people send tears of emotion, deep sympathy
or smile contemptuously, or sneer bitterly
I firmly believe that people will be enthusiastic, objective, and fair in their assessment of our spine
for the countless explorations, misadventures, failures, and successes
Yes, I'm waiting for their assessment anxiously.
My friend, believe in the future
Believe in indomitable efforts
Believe in the youthfulness that overcomes death
Believe in the future, love life
Love life
By: Index Finger
Perhaps I am as weak as a climbing vine
unable to grasp the future of my destiny.
Then please listen to my voice in the miserable wind and rain,
still whispering over and over again: love life.
Perhaps after the fierce struggle of life,
I died more calmly than the lake.
My inscription, which you will find in the graveyard,
still reads, "Love of life".
I am determined to use my pain as a weight,
and I am confident to use my life as a scale.
I want to weigh the value of a person's life,
and I want future generations to follow my example: to love life.
Indeed, I cherish my own
the winding path of the barren trench,
and it is through this winding path
that I have come to realize that life is so arduous.
I came barefoot as a wanderer,
and felt the hardness of the rocks on the way,
plus the thorns that blocked the way
leaving a blood scar on my every step.
I went beggarly and barebacked,
knowing well the hungry cold of the winter winds and snow,
and the blazing heat of the poisonous summer sun,
which made me cherish every ounce of warmth a hundred times over.
But I have a personality that challenges the old forces,
and I do not take it lightly, despite the setbacks.
I can live tenaciously until now,
because I believe in the future and love life.
1978 Beijing
Farewell to Youth
By Index Finger
Farewell, Youth
The all-night drinking binge
Nowadays, we open the bottle of wine with medicinal herbs
Carefully fill up the eight-coin wine cup
And then savor the taste of the wine drop by drop
A little bit of bitterness. Life
Farewell, youth
The clouds of smoke exhaled during arguments
Are still lit one by one
The long day passes very quickly
Unlike in the past, I'm willing to keep a piece of peace
Though I'm lonely, but I'm easy to do so
Farewell, youth
Under the blazing sun, in the storm, we are all
The seven points are the most important thing.
Seven points of cleverness were used to smooth the world
Finally led to fame and fortune raped the virginity
Earned the comfort and still feel that something is missing
It is because of the loss of the soul, don't, youth.
It is because of the loss of soul.