"Taohua Mountain Taohua Temple, ..." Where is the origin of this poem, and what is its artistic conception?

This sentence comes from Tang Bohu's Peach Blossom Garden. The picture of the whole poem is gorgeous and elegant, the style is elegant and handsome, and the melody returns to the sky and dances with snow, which means mellow and profound. Although my eyes are full of colourful words such as flowers, peaches, wine and drunkenness, there is no vulgarity at all.

Original text:

Taohuawu Taohua Temple, Taohuaguan Taohuaxian. Peach Fairy nurtures peach trees and breaks flower branches for drinking.

When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you will sleep. Before and after the flowers, day after day, drunk every year.

I don't want to bow in front of horses and chariots, but I want to die of old age. Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor.

If wealth is better than poverty, one is underground and the other is in heaven. If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, but I can't stand it. I remember the five tombs of heroes, and there were no flowers or wine hoes.

Writing background:

This poem was written after Tang Bohu saw through the sinister official career in Tang Bohu at this time and no longer had any illusions about the imperial examination, because the imperial examination system deeply dampened Tang Bohu's self-esteem and became a major complex that he could not get rid of.

About the author:

Song of the Peach Blossom Temple is a classic poem by Tang Yin, a famous painter, writer and poet in Ming Dynasty. Song of the Peach Blossom Temple is the most famous poem in Tang Yin's poems, and it is a work of self-criticism and warning.

Appreciate:

Tang Bohu's generation of gifted scholars, famous for their writings, laughed and denounced, all of which were articles, which were logical. It is madness to regard the powerful people of chariots and horses as dust and divide the people of hops into heaven and man. Crazy or not, flowers sit alone and drink and pour themselves, each with its own romantic feelings.