The most beautiful April day in the world (the most beautiful April day in the world (poetry appreciation))

-Don? Bai Juyi

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.

Translation:

In April, it is the time when spring returns to the earth and the wheat straw falls, but the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just bloomed. I often feel sad for the passing of spring, because there is nowhere to find it. When I met the spring scenery again, I was overjoyed and suddenly realized: I didn't expect spring to be in this deep mountain temple.

Village in April

Song? Weng Juan

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Translation:

The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight. The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.

Peach blossom temple song

Yin Mingtang

Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian.

Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.

When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep under the flowers.

Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year.

I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots.

Cars and horses are rich and interesting, and hops are poor.

If wealth is compared to poverty, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky.

If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.

Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

There is no tomb of Hao Jie in Wuling, no wine, no flowers and no hoes.

Photo release: Shangluo Public Security Media Center