What are the poems about mountains?

1. What are the poems about singles? 1. The deeper people go into silence, the lonely lights set each other off.

From Zhou Bangyan's Guanheling in Song Dynasty, when it is cloudy in autumn, it gradually clears up.

Autumn is cloudy and sunny, and the yard suddenly gets cold. Standing in court listening to autumn, I miss the trace of Hongyan in the depths of the vast sea of clouds.

Late at night, I am very quiet, only the wall lamp contrasts with me. The strong wine is gone. How did you stay up until dawn?

Explanation:

It turned cloudy and sunny in autumn, and it was near dusk, and the courtyard suddenly became cold. Standing in court, listening to the autumn sound, there is no trace of red rock in the vast sea of clouds. It was quiet in the middle of the night, only the solitary lamp on the wall set off my figure. The strong smell of wine has disappeared. How can we get through the long night until dawn?

2, so the mountain knows good news, and the lonely guest is sad.

From Su Shi's Linjiang Fairy, Seeing the King in Song Dynasty.

I have forgotten Chengdu for more than ten years, but I have to think twice because of your arrival. Farewell today, please bring my sad tears back to my hometown and sprinkle them on the river. I don't know whether my hometown is good or not. I have been wandering for a long time, and I am not in my daily life, lonely and indifferent.

The sadness and melancholy there, you won't know, is already my Aika, no longer too sad. Today's host gave you a farewell dinner, I hope you like it. My body seems to have been displaced like others. Where can it be my hometown?

Explanation:

I have forgotten Chengdu for more than ten years, but I have to miss it again and again because of your arrival. Today's farewell, please bring my sad tears back to my hometown and sprinkle them on the river. I don't know the beauty of my hometown I have been wandering for a long time, and I am a lonely guest at the end of the world.

You won't know where the sadness is, and my broken heart won't be too sad anymore. Today, I warmly hold a farewell banquet for you. I hope you like it. My body is like a shed. Where can be my hometown?

3. The shadow is always lonely and pities the night. Always pity the shadow of loneliness.

Hui Wenqiu has been in my mind since Su Shi's Bodhisattva Man in the Song Dynasty.

Jingtong double photo new makeup cold, cold makeup new photo double Beijing. Shame worries about the well, and worry about the well shame.

Shadow will always pity the lonely night, and will always pity the lonely shadow. It is not suitable to go upstairs in autumn.

Explanation:

Look at my cool new makeup under two naked buttonwood trees by the well. I put on a faint new makeup and saw two phoenix trees standing by the well for the first time. I looked at the flowers by the well and sighed. The worried flowers looked at me by the well and bowed their heads. Alone, lamenting my sleepless nights. Long autumn night, pity my lonely figure. Upstairs is not used to this cold autumn color, bleak autumn color, I shouldn't go upstairs and look out.

A lonely stranger walked through the pale snow in the jagged night mountain.

—— Excerpted from Tang Cuitu's "Except Night/In Bashan Road, Except Night Book"

The journey is in a dangerous place in the distance, on a rugged road, far from the road. On all sides of the mountains, the snow reflected the cold night, sitting in the candlelight night, I am a stranger here.

Because the farther away from relatives, on the contrary, the closer to employees and servants. It's hard to get through New Year's Eve in the drift, and tomorrow's update is the new year.

Explanation:

Guests who trudge on the rugged and distant No.3 bus and live in dangerous places thousands of miles away. The snow on the chaotic mountain sparkled in the dark, and a candle accompanied me, a stranger in a foreign land. Getting farther and farther away from relatives, getting closer and closer to very young people and servants. It's hard to look back after wandering on New Year's Eve. Tomorrow is another year.

5. The drooping leaves on foreign trees and the lonely lanterns are cold at night.

Autumn Chrysanthemum on Bashang by Ma Dai in Tang Dynasty.

In the early autumn drizzle on the Ba River, I saw flocks of geese flying south in the evening. Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night.

The Millennium falls frequently in the empty garden, and only Singles and Yu Ye are neighbors. I have been lying alone for a long time. When can I devote myself to my country?

Explanation:

The autumn wind and drizzle on Bayuan began to settle, and in the evening, I saw the geese going south. Facing the fallen leaves of trees in other places, I was alone in the cold night. The empty garden is full of dew, and the single-family house is only the neighbor of the wild monk. I have lived in a desolate suburb for a long time. When can I devote myself to my country?

6. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me.

From Li Bai's Four Moons Alone in the Tang Dynasty.

Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.

The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.

I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.

Explanation:

I put a pot of wine among the flowers and poured it myself. I don't have any relatives or friends around me. Raise a glass to the sky, invite the bright moon, reflect on me, and you will become three people. The moon can't appreciate the joy of drinking, and the shadow can only follow me silently. For the time being, with the shadow of the bright moon, spring night should take this opportunity to eat, drink and be merry.

I sing poetry, the moon lingers with me, dancing and dancing, and the shadow lingers with me. Share joy with you when you are awake, and go your separate ways when you are drunk. I would like to form an eternal friendship with them, forget the harm and meet at the edge of the misty galaxy.

2. What is the pursuit of writing a poem? Cold and empty, miserable.

-"The sound is slow, looking for it" Song: Li Qingzhao Interpretation: Looking hard, but only seeing its coldness, how can it not make people sad? Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.

Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? -"Sound Slow Search" Song: Li Qingzhao Interpretation: The chrysanthemums in the garden are full of ground and have been exhausted. Who will pick it now? How can you stay up until dark alone and watch the window coldly? I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. -"Bamboo House" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei Interpretation: Sitting alone in a quiet bamboo forest, sometimes playing the piano and sometimes whistling.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. -"Zhu" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei Interpretation: Who in the jungle knows that I am here? Only a bright moon accompanied me quietly.

Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

-"Welcome, Go to the West Building without Words" Five Dynasties: Li Yu Interpretation: Silence, loneliness, slowly boarding the empty West Building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue.

Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors. The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.

-"Spring Complaint" Tang Dynasty: Liu Interpretation: Outside the screen window, the sun gradually fades and dusk gradually falls; Lock up the mansion, and no one will see my sad tears. The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

-"Spring Complaints" Tang Dynasty: Liu Interpretation: The courtyard is empty and lonely, and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls fell all over the floor, and the door closed mercilessly. I am like a wild bamboo in the wilderness, hoping to find a partner in the ravine.

-"Ran Ran Lonely Bamboo" Han Dynasty: Anonymous Interpretation: I am like a lonely wild bamboo in the wilderness, hoping to find a reliable partner in the ravine. Sit alone, pay alone and lie alone.

Standing hurts, even touching people hurts. -"Subtract the Spring Complaint of Magnolia" Song: Zhu Interpretation: No matter whether I walk or sit, no matter whether I sing alone or accompany, or even lie in bed, I am alone; Standing and staring for a long time made me doubly sad, but even more helpless, this cold spring provoked my sadness.

Old powder is like the original. People hate each other.

There are several scripts running in a spring. Qiu Lai's books are even rarer.

-"Ruan Langgui, the old powder is like the original" Song: Yan Interpretation: In the old society, the powder was like the original, and people's feelings were light, so it was better to hate. A few letters came one spring, but in autumn, letters became thinner and thinner.

3. What are the simple ancient poems compared with Jian Dan's: Painting Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Wang Weiyuan sees the mountains and listens to the flowing water.

Spring has passed, but there are still many flowers and flowers. People go nearby, but the birds are still not disturbed. Silent night thinking of the DPRK: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frost? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Tang Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Meng Haoran, this morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. Seen Dynasties: Qing Dynasty Author: Yuan Mei shepherd boy riding a yellow cattle, singing a song that shook Lin Yue.

Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. Xiaochichao: Author of Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli's eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. Village Dynasty: Qing Dynasty Author: Gao Dingcao, long warblers fly in February, and willow on the embankment is drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. Bai, the author of the Tang Dynasty, was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore.

Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Jueju Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Author: Du Fu Two orioles sang green willows, and a row of egrets rose to the sky.

My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.

4. What are the poems about "Jing Hong"? 1. Fighting Hundred Flowers (Chao Buzhi's Northern Song Dynasty) Dongfeng Shenyuan.

Embroidered curtain depressed to swallow. Handsome little screen and charming face, as if you saw it in front of the lamp.

During the dinner, the silver basin was torn apart by Yao Huang and put on the edge of Feng Chai. Smile and cover the fan.

Teach incense, watch dance and push all over. Red flowers turn green, and the autumn shore is shocked.

Liu trapped flowers unintentionally, since the whole towel, to persuade the golden lamp. 2. "Ruilongyin" (Chen Northern Song Dynasty) Shuangxi Book.

See also planting jade and hoeing clouds, picking flowers and researching dew. I know from a distance that the green fields are fragrant, and the swallows in Jintang are dancing at the door.

I also asked last year's shanting, the old manager.

By the west wind, Mei Ying suddenly vomited. After months of faint frost dawn, I watched the north and passed it to Zhu Xiang.

Leng Yan has a faint fragrance and a cold spring, but it is plain and bitter. Look at the splendor of Jiangtou Road in Qing Zi.

Just after the harvest, it was quite smoky and rainy, and it was light summer at first. I will recall the fun of South Park.

Call a person, affectionate Du Yu. This plan is not too late.

Give it all to me and take the soup home. Liu Hai Courtyard, always at noon.

3. Bomei (Dong Ying in the Southern Song Dynasty) banquet, drunk with lights. Pink lotus, cage toad laurel.

Yang Cui sleeve, including wind dance, light beauty, amazing state. Obviously.

Yao Taiqiong Xie, Peng Hu of Yuen Long, moved here at the scene. Flowers walk around the fairy, and Inger plays with a flute.

The treasure account is warm in spring, and the flowers melt into the quilt. Silver leaks through the ages, Chu Yunnong, three poles of the sun, still faded summer clothes.

Love wrist lightly, smell palace flowers, double belt system. Contract time.

Look at the wave, pity the ending. 4. The flower shelf of Young Beauty (Fang, Northern Song Dynasty) echoed with warm singing.

The days are short in the forest. The desire for love shakes the guest's soul.

Rub powder and incense, it looks good. Come back and find your own way.

Blow the east wind and shadow the temples. The golden lotus is covered with green moss.

No dancing clouds with double sleeves. 5. "Unforgettable" (Southern Song Dynasty high) has a strange look.

It is the first flower, and beauty accounts for the spring breeze. The smoke incense cage is light green, and Mei Lu is fragrant.

In stitches, but surprised. I want to be alone in the Wu Palace.

I know, charming clouds and charming rain come from the five peaks. Love is in full swing.

Leaning against the tall building, the shadow is east. Candles shake the drunken pillow, dust loves the song clock.

Three flutes and five flowers. Don't worry.

But look, forever, laughter meets. 6. "Fu Chen" (Huang Tingjian, Northern Song Dynasty) is as shocking as the sun and the moon, and Yan is not as good as the country.

It's sunny and warm. It looks like Zhu Xia. Light-colored clothes are quite pleasing, and brown clothes are very awkward.

When it is not red or purple, spring affairs belong to Sang Zhe. Backup car clue, upside down.

There are many birds in the sky, and each bird has its own horse. A servant in the forest came home only to be scolded by a clumsy woman.

Because of the climate, time promotes the morning night. The breeze that catches the driver, that is, there are insects.

Zhu Mo doesn't work, and Wang Shi has little leisure. Due to the aftermath, the county was ruled by Ba Huang.

The city is adjacent to Chen Taiqiu, which Wade can borrow. If you don't hesitate to do anything, you are too fast.

It's a complicated set of red clothes. It's called Liao to drink and relax. Song Liangshi, dancing local blue musk deer.

Send me a five-character poem, a syntactic glimpse of Bao Xie. Also sigh book brought labor, ask Tian She.

Huang Gongze in the same period was no different from Qin people. I didn't have a gallery temple, and I wanted to grow crops.

Today, Hojo will return to the area to plant sugar cane. Seeing you like a rainbow, a thousand generations can cross the mausoleum.

Since when can you get priceless treasures when you go out of your arms? Give land to buy a singer, and the pearl is magnificent.

Don't forget wealth, send a voice to comfort each other. 7. "Spring Day Trip" (Li Baitang) The tall buildings in the deep palace are purple and blue, and the dragon plate is embroidered with gold.

The beauty of the day pops up the window and plays the sign language kite. The spring breeze blew down the king's ears. This song is a journey to heaven.

As Tianchi Lake was flooded, the ship was hit by waves. Three thousand pairs of moths are singing and laughing, the bell and drum palace is tilted, surnames are gathered together, and they are singing and dancing peacefully.

I have nothing to do, and people are complacent. Thirty-six emperors wanted to meet them, and the gods floated down the clouds.

If the emperor doesn't go, he will stay in Haojing. Anneng is Xuanyuan, walking into the darkness alone.

My junior minister worships Nanshan Shou, and your majesty will be honored forever. 8. "Long Valley Poetry" (Li) Long Valley may rice is fine and green.

The distant mountains overlap, and the green ones fall to the ground. Bright and clean without Qiu Si, cool and cool.

Bamboo is full of sadness, and the powder is painted green. The grass hangs down and hates the temples, and the tears are exposed.

Fang Jing is always drunk because of the rotten holes in the floor. There are insects and ancient willows, and cicadas sing loudly.

Brother Huang, the leader of the Great Belt Committee, has a narrow mind. Stone money is poor, thick leaves are greasy.

Sand removal is good for no reason, and the words are clear immediately. Late scales wander alone, and thin scales are independent.

You're wet and your throat is spattered. Slow down the pace of the earthquake, and the gods are among the flowers.

Moss is wrapped in gravel, and the mountains are purple. Xiao Bai is a heavy fan, fat and loose.

The sound of the stream is far away, and the mountains and autumn are dragging their ears. The warbler sings women's songs, and the waterfall hangs in Chu to practice swimming.

The wind is full of smiles and the rocks are mixed, which is pleasant. There are scattered rocks and ridges, and the narrow neck is noisy.

The sun's feet swept away the faint clouds, and new clouds opened cymbals. Mimi hates Xia Guang, but the business atmosphere is clean.

Sleep in jade clothes and burn cinnamon for a few days. When you get old, the Forbidden City will be full of peppers.

When the bell rings, my heart is cold. Yin Teng is a bamboo key, and Long Yin is a sorcerer.

Flowers decorate flowers, and flowers destroy flowers. The song is dusty and the wood is there, dancing like a long cloud.

Precious earth-cut embroidery festival, full of amorous feelings and ancestral customs. Neighbors and murderers are at odds, and the disease is innocent.

Mackerel skin knows righteousness, and the total angle knows shame. County and provincial officials are responsible for punishment, and households lack rent collectors.

Bamboo slips add simplicity, and rocks attract bait. The stream turns to the water belt, and the banana pours Shu paper.

Cen Guanghuang shook his chest, and the lonely scenery blew complicated things. Spring bottle of pottery and slaughter wine, moon eyebrow prostitute Xie Lang.

Tintin is far away from the clock. He flies alone. The sound is twice as dangerous as the sound.

The moth is flat and blue, and the thin moon is dark and haggard. The cool light enters the stream bank with a mountain outline.

Fishermen cast nets at night, and frost birds smoke wings. The pond mirror is slippery and salty, and the floating beads cut the fish.

Se, Xia Yao, Feng Tong, Ambassador Jin Cheng, a firefly star. The willow is decorated with a long pale green ribbon, and the piccolo blows off.

The green mosses beside Shi Gen and Asparagus are stained with Dan. Floating and spinning the sky shadow, Cooper leads the cloud arm.

Worrying about the moon, the EU account is red, and the clouds are fragrant and prickly. Hundreds of wells in Mangmaiping were idle by thousands of bosses.

Pricking promotes discipline and is easy to learn.

5. What poems describe simple life? 1. The autumn wind broke the hut. Du Fu growled in August and autumn, and rolled up my Sanhe grass.

Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao. The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief.

I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches. In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark.

The cloth has been cold and iron for many years, and the pride is cracked. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain.

How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep! There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor people in the world from the spring breeze and the wind and rain! Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! 2. Li Qingzhao will never meet the sunset. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum blossom flute. What do you know about spring? Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems. Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five.

Pave a green crown, draw golden snow willows, and compete with them. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night.

It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain. 3. Li Qingzhao's "Slow Sound" is looking for it, cold and clear, sad and sad.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late. It's urgent.

Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.

This time, what a sad sentence? 4. Du Fu: I hope that although the country is broken, the mountains and rivers will last forever, and the vegetation will turn green in spring. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

5. Longmen Du Fu Longmen broken, eucalyptus out of the city. The emperor is close, and the gold and silver Buddhist temple is open.

When I returned it, I changed it again and again, and the water was long. On the journey of reading each other, I have done it several times in my career.

6. Du Fu, the old guest house, followed the personnel and never left this pavilion in early autumn. The pear leaves are red again, and the bamboo forest is still green.

The wind curtain rolled, and the cold anvil rang last night. Without Jianghan, the melancholy moon is invisible.

7. Cold food boat is Du Fu Chen Jia's strong meal, and it is still cold, so it is hidden in several depressions. Spring water, rivers, so floating on the boat is like sitting in the clouds; My body is getting weaker and my eyesight is dim. Looking at the flowers on the shore is like a mist.

The listless curtains saw butterflies flying by; Seagulls skimmed over the rapids. White clouds and white mountains are thousands of miles away, worrying about Chang' an and going straight north.

8. If you dream that Li Qingzhao had a shower last night, you don't need to drink after sleeping. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

9. Drunken Li sells golden beasts in his head because of the clear fog. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

10. Wulingchun Li Qingzhao is full of fragrant flowers and tired of combing her hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

1 point crimson lips Li Qingzhao opened the swing and got up to adjust her delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.

Seeing someone coming, socks and golden retriever slipped away. She ran away shyly and leaned against the door, smelling the fragrance of plum flowers.

If you have a dream, Li Qingzhao always remembers the sunset in Xiting, intoxicated and unaware of the way home, returning to the boat at night and wandering in the depths of the lotus. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.

3 drinking (fifth) Tao Yuanming built a house in the human territory, without horses and chariots. Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, 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. 4 Guiyuan Tianju (1) Tao Yuanming has no rhyme and loves autumn mountains.

I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields. 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. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.

Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.

Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today. A farmhouse by the Wei River, Wang Wei, in the countryside under the setting sun, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.

The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

There seems to be no one on Wangweikong Mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.

One autumn night in the deep mountains, Wang Wei, an empty mountain after the rain, stood in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Zhu Wangwei leans alone in the dense bamboo, I am playing the piano, and I am humming. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

In mid-spring, Wang Wei's family is full of spring pigeons, and apricot blossoms are white at the edge of the village. Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.

Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. In the face of sudden disobedience, Philip Burkart Bin was disappointed.

9 Look at the new sunny field Wang Wei's new sunny Yuan Ye is vast and has no atmosphere. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.

The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.

10 Bird-singing Creek Wang Weiren idles osmanthus, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.