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Ancient poems describing longing for rural life

1. Ancient poems and sentences about longing for rural life

1, an ancient poem about yearning for rural life, describes the poem yearning for rural life.

Returning to the garden, Tao Yuanming planted beans at the foot of Nanshan in Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the grass was full of bean seedlings.

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes; It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

Returning to the garden and living in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Tao Yuanming has no rhyme, and he loves autumn mountains. 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. Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.

The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.

The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.

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.

It's just that Wang Weiping of the Tang Dynasty lived on the water of Qi, and there were no mountains in the east. The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear.

The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people. What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off.

2. What poems are there that describe longing for rural life?

1, Xiacunza, seventh

Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

2. Seven Pastoral Music Six/Idle Living

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Hearts also contain fresh rain overnight, green willows and a touch of spring smoke.

The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.

3. Seven rural music, the first part

Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

I hate to see thousands of families crossing the north and south neighbors.

The government has a bottom, and who is it?

4. Animal husbandry

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

The disadvantages are separated from the dust, but the first thing is to promote the sky.

Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.

Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet.

It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.

Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day.

I admire swans in the sky and compete for food.

Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood.

Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?

5. Jiangnan Chunhuai

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

How long can youth last? Birds sing in spring.

People in the world, I don't know where to go home, wandering, white-haired.

The shadow lingers in Chu month, but the heart flies to Qin Yun.

This body is particularly brilliant, and the countryside has long been deserted.

It's the end of the year. Where should we go? Sing Long song se bekin's song.

In March, Keith, the son of Nanxiang, returned to his hometown from the county seat, passing by and talking about the old days in Xiyuan.

Qing Dynasty: Chen Xun

Don't ask the countryside, come back in ten years. A smile from Zhichun is intentional. By the fence, more than three flowers are shining at me.

Sadness and happiness are groundless, but I feel safe here. Who went to the countryside, sad, was two-year-old Cheng Ping.

7. Autumn rain is pastoral.

Tang Dynasty: Geng Kun

The desert is covered with dark clouds and the drizzle is falling. For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland.

When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook. Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches.

New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning. Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli.

8.sapphire case

Song Dynasty: Cao Formation

If you have a plan, you must come back early. It's good to be poor at home. When did it go from south to north? Time is running out, poor green temple, and darkness is fading away.

The lonely hall with the remnant light. When the homesickness was shocking, the dream began to wake up. The moon sets and the sky is gray. With a cock crow, Ma Si people got up and went to Chang 'an Road again.

On the 9 th, all of them were sent to Hubei in Xin.

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Xin lay in the south and returned to the old bamboo forest. I don't use it every time, but I have a heart to save Sichuan.

Those who give and forget the machine, the countryside is in Hanyin. Because you went to your hometown, you sent it away.

10, Tanxi looking for an old friend

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

Flowers are accompanied by dragons and bamboos, and the pond jumps over Maxi River. If the pastoral people don't see it, they doubt that they will live in the cave.

3. Ancient poems about rural life

1 Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Yuan Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road goes west,

The sun went down,

And lovesick travelers are still at the end of the world.

Lonely phoenix tree, deep courtyard lock clear autumn,

As far away as Hanshan, the stone path is oblique, and people are in Bai Yunsheng.

4 Passing by an old friend Zhuang Meng Haoran

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.

5 Yi people Zheng:

Tang Fang is as clear as a mirror, and the fishing raft will not get lost in the wind.

A few reed flowers float clean, and the sunset lake in Ban 'an Mountain is low.

There are thousands of frost on herons flying over the Rocky Mountains, and the fish weave waves.

It has its own fishing platform, which can send autumn colors across the west of the city.

6 Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn"

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

Gui Tian Yuan ju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.

When complicated market music, pull weeds. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.

My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.

Gui yuan Tian ju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

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. Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.

The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.

The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.

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.

Pastoral expression

Tang Libai

Jia Yi was demoted for three years in Wanli, Ban Chao.

How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water.

Pastoral work

Tang Meng Hao ran

The disadvantages are separated from the dust, but the first thing is to promote the sky. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.

Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.

Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day. The sky is full of envy, vying for food shame.

Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?

Rural work in spring

Don

Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village. Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.

Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.

Shang Qi's pastoral style is the best.

Don

The screen is on the water, and there are no mountains in the east. The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear.

The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people. What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off.

Autumn rain is pastoral.

Tang gengkun

The desert is covered with dark clouds and the drizzle is falling. For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland.

When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook. Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches.

New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning. Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest.

The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear.

Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

A farmhouse by the Weihe River.

Wang Wei

In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sing "Decline" in disappointment.

4. Describe the poem yearning for rural life.

Landscape pastoral poem-Hu

Liu Jue Tian Xiao Yuan Ji

(1) abroad, the green hills are shaded, and jasmine is fragrant on the fence; Gold honors the bosom friend, and the grass house palace surrounds the beam.

(2) Kites fly and swallows dance in the season, and the mountains are covered with green trees and red flowers; Away from the depths of the wilderness, the road turns to Xiqiao snail's house.

(3) Sitting on the railing in the dark, collecting the night breeze from the mountain pavilion; The bright moon hangs like a hook, and the beauty plays the flute skillfully.

(4) In the middle of the night, the smoky wind moves in the dark, and the insects are slowly chirping; And the clothes sleep quietly, and the drizzle moistens silently.

(5) The night sky is full of stars and fireflies are shining; The boudoir is still there, and the courtyard is deeply bolted.

(6) In spring, Li Guang spreads and everything is born; The clouds are light and the wind is clear, and the flowers are fresh and fragrant.

(7) Looking for spring and enjoying the grass, the light goose yellow is swaying; Purple swallows dance vigorously, and fish and ducks swim in the water to catch up with the tide.

(8) Dancing heartstrings with the wind, jubilant and carefree; The drizzle is whispering, and the virtuous orchid is quiet.

(9) Everyone knows that spring is early and peach blossoms are in full bloom; Miscellaneous English shows a demon show, and leeks are green.

5. Poetry longing for rural life

Pass by my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran, prepare chicken rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes. Shanxi Village Tour [Song Dynasty] Lu Youxiao laughed at the farmhouse muddy wine, and raised enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay. Qingpingle Village Author: Xin Qiji Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass growing by the stream.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white. The big boy hoes beans and flows east, while the middle boy weaves chicken cages; I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

Interviewee: National 6356- Magician 1 1 Grade 5- 13 14:42 "Passing through the Old People's Village"-Meng Haoran, prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend, and entertain me at your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Rain over the mountain village-one or two chickens crow in Wang Jian's rain, and the roads and bridges in Zhuxi Village are inclined. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.

A letter from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di-Wang Wei, now the mountain is cold and blue, and the autumn water has been flowing all day. 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. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

Qingpingle village residence-Xin Qiji has low eaves and green grass on the stream. When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.

The eldest son is hoeing bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers. Walking down Mount Zhongnan, I went to Li Bai, a good pillow and bowl in Hu Si, and walked down the blue mountain in the evening. Moonlight was my way home.

Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless. When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.

Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by. I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat.

Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse. When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.

"Four Seasons of Pastoral Fun"-The mud mirror of the newly-built farm in Fan Chengda is flat, and every household grows rice while first frost. Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

April in the countryside-Weng Juan is full of mountains and plains, and the sound of Zigui is drizzling like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

"New Cool"-Ji Xu's water is full of rice leaves, and the sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low. Orioles also love new cool and good, flying over the green hills and singing in the shadows.

Five wonders of mountain villages-Su Shi's bamboo fence hut uses the oblique flow of spring scenery in mountain villages to spend flowers everywhere. Peace is not like it, but like it. Solitary smoke begins with others.

It's foggy and rainy, and the sound of chickens and dogs makes you fidget. However, Huang Dui was not respected, and Bu Lao also advised him to plow.

The old man is seventy years old and ashamed of the fragrance of bamboo shoots and ferns in the spring mountains. Did you smell the rhyme and forget the taste? In recent March, there was no salt.

The stick wrapped in rice hurried away, and the green money changed hands. Winning children's pronunciation is good, and it is better to be in the city for a year and a half.

I'm ashamed of stealing money and forgetting it, but you're sad at the end of the year. You don't have to wait for the kite to fall, you can swim less in life.

Romantic son--Sun Guangxian Maoshe Jinli Opera. Chickens and dogs go from south to north.

The leaves are long, the water is boiling, and the spring waves outside the door are green. Listen to knitting and speak quickly.

Shuttle back and forth in the house. Partridge sky-Su Shilin has broken mountains and hidden walls, cicada grass withers and small ponds.

When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird. Press the pink color and it will smell sweet. Outside the hut, beside the ancient city, sticks and quinoa turned to the sunset.

Diligence It rained all night last night, which made it cool for a day. Village scenery-Chen blew the trumpet at dusk to smell ghosts and supported the pole to see the geese.

Silkworms go upstairs, mulberry leaves are few, and there are many rice seedlings at the water-singing car. "Boats covered with white bamboo awnings are occasionally borrowed by Chang Bao to play by the village" —— Under the thatched eaves of Lu You, it is drizzling and wet, and the river is Leng Xue.

I don't love Xianggong Jin, but I envy his long white-covered boat. Two Confessions of Tucun's Entry into the North Temple —— Wang Anshi's Going Out of the Field and Dividing Yin and Ye with the City.

Skiing across the canal, strolling in Jasper, and lying in bed in Huang Yun. Thin hibiscus smoke is stained with fat, and deep-water musk deer burns.

At sunset, people disappear and chickens flock. "Caotang"-Lu You peeled and pecked at the Caotang, and elegant fork master.

The new wall breaks the tortoise omen, and the tile breaks the fish scale. Red grain is used to cook millet, and green smoke is used to pay the bill.

Sleeping in bed will make the dog very cold. "Caotang"-Xu Hun Yanyan went to the autumn pond, and the family became lively from then on.

Move the vegetables to distant water, collect the fruits and freeze them. The pheasant is slippery, and the mountain teacher bakes fragrant tea.

When guests come and have wine, they live in Maotang. Xiao Si, a mountain village-Yushuimen stores grain and millet, and the neighboring Weng Shuitou lives.

There are waves in the south at present, and it rained in Xichuan last night. The shepherd boy has a short beard and a waist flute full of smoke.

Mo Wen waterside people ride cattle along the mountain. Returning home, living in the wilderness of Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties, there are few people in poor lanes.

This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts. When complicated market music, pull weeds.

When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma. My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day.

Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs. Returning to the garden and living in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Tao Yuanming has no rhyme, and he loves autumn mountains.

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.

Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside. The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.

The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.

Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. 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. Pastoral Ci Tang Huai Li Bai Jia Yi three years autumn, Wanli, Ban Chao.

How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water. Tang Meng's animal husbandry is harmful to dust, but the first thing is to raise the sky.

Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted. Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet.

It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu. Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day.

The sky is full of envy, vying for food shame. Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood.

Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives. Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?

In spring, the village is the spring pigeon singing of the Tang family, and the apricot blossoms are white at the edge of the village. Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.

Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.

This is a question of going to the countryside. Don Wang Weiping lives on Qi's water, and there are no mountains to the east. The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear.

The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people. What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off.

Autumn rain in the countryside is Tang Geng's business. In the desert, there are heavy clouds and dark clouds, and the rustling rain hangs down. For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland.

When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook. Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches.

New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning. Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli.

Four-season rural hybrid Fan Song becomes a big Li Jinxing fat, and wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

The four seasons are idyllic, and in the Song Dynasty, Fan became a big black bird and threw himself into the forest. The tourists were sparse, and the mountains in front of him went to Chai Fei. The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.

The newly-built farm in Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty has a flat mud mirror, and every household grows rice while first frost. Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

The four seasons are full of pastoral excitement.

6. What poems express the yearning for rural life?

Silkworms were born in March in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the spring mulberry was full of green. Daughter picked the spring mulberry, and the song was played by Haruka. Tao Yuanming, who lived in the garden in Wei and Jin Dynasties, had no suitable rhyme and was naturally fond of mountains. He fell into the dust net by mistake for 30 years. He made the birds fall in love with Lao Lin, and his pond fish missed the source. He returned to the countryside when he opened up wasteland in the south. There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses. After Yin, I have more leisure in the virtual room. I've been in a cage for a long time and I'm back to nature. I went back to the garden and lived at the foot of Nanshan where Tao Yuanming planted beans in Wei and Jin Dynasties. The grass is covered with beans and seedlings. In the morning, I was desolate and filthy, and went home with a lotus hoe. The road is narrow, the vegetation is long, and my clothes are exposed at night. If you don't have enough clothes, you will not violate them. People cross the spring in Banqiao, the valley is wide, and the farmers who cross the mountains and mountains crow in the eaves of trees at noon. Don't be angry with baking tea, but like to bask in the sun on a sunny day. In Li Shen, when a farmer was weeding at noon, rice fell into the soil. Who knows, every grain of Chinese food is hard. Cut rice to get empty clouds and water, and meet Shimen in Pingchuan. The cold wind will scatter the trees and the rising sun will scatter. When Tang Dynasty, a new rice in the Gong Wei valley of Ximing Temple, laughed at planting rice in the south of the Yangtze River, it rained heavily after dew cicadas sang. The lotus pond is damp and narrow, and the algae well is thin. The ground is covered with golden elephants, and the roots are still in the paddy field. There are still three Wu Si in support, which reminds you of fishing in the Rocky Mountains. Officials searched everywhere to replenish rice and water to bring back to the Tang Dynasty. There is no drought in the infiltration. The Lord is a guardian courtier and a companion who watches the stream. Sandy Tim Cui Yu was born in a silver-haired family. Seagulls and birds come in from the mirror and look at the clouds on the mountain. Autumn turned into black rice, which was carefully carved and spread to white rice. I cooked jade grains in the morning and sprinkled red flowers in the summer. Finally, it added travel food to make a painful period spectacular.

7. Describe the poem yearning for rural life.

Guiyuantian lived at the foot of Nanshan where Tao Yuanming planted beans in Wei and Jin Dynasties. The grass is covered with beans and seedlings. In the morning, ridiculously, Lotus was taken home. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the clothes are exposed at night. If you don't have enough clothes, you will not violate them. Returning to the garden, Tao Yuanming lived in Wei and Jin Dynasties, and he loved autumn mountains. He has been gone for 30 years after straying into the dust net. He made the birds love Lao Lin all the time, and the fish in the pond missed his hometown. He was humble and returned to the countryside. There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses. Yin is in the back and Tao is in the front. The weather is warm

8. Ancient poems about rural life

1 Tianjingsha Qiu Si Ma Yuan Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing water people, ancient roads swimming in the west wind, sunset, heartbroken people in Tianya 2 lonely phoenix trees, deep courtyard locked in the clear autumn, 3 distant cold mountains with sloping stone paths, Bai Yunsheng people.

I passed by my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran and prepared chicken and rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Zheng, a native of Wuyi, I will come back in the chrysanthemum season and wait for my holiday in the mountains: as bright as a mirror, the fishing raft is not lost in the wind.

A few reed flowers float clean, and the sunset lake in Ban 'an Mountain is low. There are thousands of frost on herons flying over the Rocky Mountains, and the fish weave waves.

It has its own fishing platform, which can send autumn colors across the west of the city. 6 Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn" The sunset in the lonely village, the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, the light smoke, the shadow flies a little.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. Returning home, living in the wilderness of Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties, there are few people in poor lanes.