Describe the calm and open-minded ancient poems.

The ancient poems describing calmness and openness are as follows:

1. Set up a storm and don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest. stone

On March 7th, it was raining on Shahu Road, and all the servants with rain gear left. The same people felt embarrassed, but I didn't think so. The rain gear comes first, and the peers are in chaos. I didn't know it at first, but when I found out, I pretended to use this word.

Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.

The coolness of spring breeze awakens my wine, and the cold begins to be cold, and the peak of the sun is the sun, but it is satisfied in time. Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny.

2. "Answer to Deputy Magistrate Zhang" Tang Wangwei

When people get old, they especially like silence and are indifferent to everything. 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.

3. "Jinse" Tang Li Shangyin

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever? Before I knew it, it had come and gone.

4. "Xijiang Moon" Song Zhu Dunru

Things are as short as spring dreams and human feelings are as thin as autumn clouds. Don't worry about hard work, everything has life.

Fortunately, three glasses of wine are good, and a hundred flowers blossom. Laughter and blind date for a while, but it will rain or shine tomorrow.

5. Twelve quasi-ancient poems of the ninth Tang Dynasty, Li Bai

The living are passers-by, and the dead are returnees. Heaven and earth are against each other, and sorrow lasts forever. The moon is empty, and Fusang becomes a salary.

The bones are silent, and Song Tao knows spring. Before and after sighing, Furong Anzuzhen?