Poems about Sang Zi

First, "return to the park. The first part is "Eastern Jin Dynasty: Tao Yuanming"

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 fall in love with the old forest, the fish in the pond miss the old land, and the southern land is reclaimed and returned to the garden. 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. A warm and distant village, the smog in the Yi market. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. There is no dust at home, and the virtual room has more leisure. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

I didn't cater to the secular temperament since I was a child, but I liked the scenery in Shan Ye. Unfortunately, if you are not careful, you have entered the secular world for thirteen years. Birds in cages are attached to the Woods where they once lived, and fish in ponds miss the abyss where they once lived. Go to vilen in the south to open up wasteland, and go home to farm and go to the countryside with an ignorant heart.

There are more than ten acres of land around the house, and there are eight or nine thatched houses. Elms and willows cover the back eaves, and peach trees and plum trees are arranged in front of the hall. The village in the distance is faintly visible, and the smoke is gently fluttering in the wind. Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow. There are no worldly chores in the door, the inside and outside are spotless, and there is plenty of free time in the empty room.

Trapped in a cage for a long time, now I can finally return to nature. This is a poem written by Tao Yuanming after he returned to the field, which mainly expresses his love for rural life and his disgust for official life.

Second, "Passing through the Old Village" Tang Dynasty: 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. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

My friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his home. Green Woods surround the village and green mountains span the city. Open the window to face the grain field and vegetable garden, and raise a glass to talk about crops.

The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see chrysanthemums. The author wrote this poem mainly to express his love for rural life and his gratitude to his friends for their warm hospitality.