Tao Yuanming's drinking poems

Tao Yuanming's drinking poem: drinking.

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

Picking chrysanthemums next time, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back.

That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

Translation:

Building a house in a place where people come and go will not be disturbed by secular communication. Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view. In the evening, the scenery of Nanshan is very good, the fog lingers between the peaks and the birds return together.

It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it This poem is very good. Its beauty lies in its true feelings. Everything is natural. He said at the beginning that "building a house is on earth, but there is no noise of horses and chariots." He built his house on earth, but he couldn't hear the noise of horses and chariots, so there must be noise of horses and chariots on earth. Why is there no noise of horses and chariots?

He asked himself, "I asked you why not", that is, I asked you what brought you to this point. Then he replied, "My heart is far away from myself", which is also enlightening to us today, that is, we live in a very modern and noisy society today, and we can't live in seclusion in the mountains like Tao Yuanming's time.