Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

This makes sense. I forgot to say it if I wanted to defend myself.

Tao Yuanming, one of the five songs of Yuan Tian Ju.

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.

I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields.

The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.

Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.

The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.

Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow.

There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.

Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

Answer to Deputy Magistrate Zhang * Wang Wei

With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.

I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.

Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.

To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.

Yewang * Wang Ji

Looking at Gao Dong in the dusk, what is the desire to migrate?

Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.

Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.

A letter to Pei Di from my cabin in Wangchuan.

The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters are gurgling.

At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.

Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .

Answer deputy magistrate Zhang

With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.

I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.

Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.

It makes sense to ask the poor. Listen, there are fishermen singing on the lake! .

Back to my home in Songshan

The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.

I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.

An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.

In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.

Zhong Nanshan

The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea.

The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.

The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.

Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

Through the temple of Ji Xiang.

I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.

Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high?

The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

Overlooking the Han River

Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.

These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .

clear stream

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

A poem by Guo He, a palace attendant.

The tall palace gates and pavilions are bathed in the afterglow of the sunset, peaches and plums bloom and catkins dance with the wind.

The bells in the palace are sparse, and there are very few officials in the government offices. Luo Province only hears the unknown.

When he entered the golden palace in the morning, he staggered and held the emperor's natural pond to bid farewell to the palace gate at night.

I want to drag with you, but I am old, I will be ill in bed, and I will wear official clothes.

Shinharuno (working at night)

The new sunny Yuan Ye is vast. Extremely clean.

The national gate is near the ferry. The village tree is connected with the stream mouth.

After Bifeng came out of the mountain, Baishui surrounded Tian Ming.

There are no idle people on the farm. Pour out family affection.

The Book of Songs and the Wind-July

July is called "the oldest four-season idyll in China" by Qian Zhongshu, and it "describes the hard work and hard life of farmers. However, this poem did not play an exemplary role; The pastoral poems of later generations, such as Jiang Yan's Miscellaneous Poems, are all examples of Tao Qian. " (Notes on Selected Poems of Song Dynasty)

Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September.

The first day I was fat, the next day I was fierce.

No clothes, no brown, why did you die?

On the third and fourth day, I stood on tiptoe.

With my daughter-in-law, I'm glad to see you in the south!

Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September.

In spring, the sun shines and Amin is in the sky.

The woman followed behind with a basket, begging for soft mulberry?

Spring came and Qi Qi was adopted.

The woman was so sad that she almost took her son home.

Fire is full in July and reeds are full in August.

Silkworm, moon, mulberry, pick up the axe,

I'm afraid of mulberry if I want to cut far and wide.

Singing in July, achievement in August.

I'm Zhu Kongyang. I'm a son.

Beautiful in April, singing in May.

Harvest in August and fall in October.

A day to raccoon, fox, for the child.

The next day, they were still the same, carrying martial arts.

Privately, publicly available [7].

In May, geese move, and in June, pheasants vibrate.

July in the wild, August in the rest, September at home,

October cricket, come down to my bed.

The dome suffocated the mice and stuffed them into the door.

Hey, my wife, she said she wanted to change her age and entered this room.

In June, the food is bitter, and in July, the sunflower and glutinous rice are cooked.

Peel dates in August and get rice in October.

To this end, spring wine, with the help of eyebrows.

Eat melons in July, break pots in August, and uncle in September.

Pay for picking tea and eat my farmer.

Nursery will be built in September and crops will be harvested in October.

The millet is heavy, and the grass is shelled.

Well, I am a farmer. Because I have the same crops, I went to work in the palace.

The day is in the grass and the night is in the rope.

I was so anxious to hitch a ride in the house that I began to broadcast Baigu.

The next day, I cut the ice and rushed, and on the third day, Lingyin was satisfied.

On the fourth day, its flea sacrificed the lamb to the leek.

First frost in September, washing the floor in October.

Friends drink and say they killed the lamb.

When you are in court, you can call him a man with great courage and infinite longevity!