Looking for two classic poems describing life in seclusion or paradise ~ ~ Who knows?

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

The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.

In the morning, I was busy with waste and filth. I took the lotus home.

It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will. 2, don't be surprised, just look at the flowers in front of the court; Go or not, look at the clouds outside the sky, 2, drink-Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Building a house is under human conditions,

There is no noise of horses and chariots.

Ask what you can do,

The heart is far from being self-centered.

Under the hedge of picking chrysanthemums,

See Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better every day,

Birds live in harmony.

There is a real meaning in this,

I forgot what I wanted to say. 0, you found your quiet seclusion on the North Peak among the white clouds.

-(Don Meng Haoran) Zhang in Denglan Mountain, Qiu Lai, 0, I want to find two classic poems describing seclusion or Xanadu life ~ ~ Who knows?

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