What are the poems that express "seeing through the world of mortals and wanting to live in seclusion in the mountains"?

1. Put on your clothes and take off the dust for the first time. There is a cave between the windows, and you can't see it.

In Song Dynasty, Xu Gu entered Ming Gao in autumn, and he was cool and breezy. Hanging clothes and getting rid of dust at the beginning. There is a cave between the windows, and you can't see it. The night mountain is low, the sunny mountain is near, and the hill is high.

count the leisure time, and there are several village mash. Drunk and vague, trusting. It's very coquettish to write casually and ask questions. Music follows, can be down and out, but also shake.

Interpretation:

The bleak autumn wind blows into Minggao Mountain, and the melodious flute flutters on the cool moonlit night, and the dirty official clothes are taken off. Just after leaving the muddy officialdom, you can see the distant mountain scenery from the window, and the weather is changing from morning to evening. At night, the mountains seem to be getting lower in the twilight, and the sunny days are endless as if the peaks are just in front of you. In the morning, the morning mist clears and the morning sun seems to rise from the top of the mountain, and the peaks seem to rise.

Calculate carefully how many villagers' wines have been drunk at leisure. After being intoxicated, they are vague, and they write casually, regardless of the style and rhyme. They are happy to be so lonely and poor for a long time, and they are also happy!

2. You've only accomplished something in the official area, and you've had a promise in your life. Come home, a song of Zhong Xuanyin, from military music.

Near the island, the smoke is sparse and the wind is weak. How many fishermen fly short boats, carrying all the lights to the village. Sending travelers, when thinking about returning home, hurts wandering.

Tongjiang is good, and the smoke is desolate. Waves like dye, mountains like cut. Around the bank of Yanling beach, herons fly and jump. You've only accomplished a thing, and you've had a cloud spring appointment in your life. Come home, a song of Zhong Xuanyin, from military music.

Interpretation:

Just after the rain stopped in the evening, Tongjiang was silent, and the expeditionary ships docked in the night. On the opposite island, Polygonum hydropiper is sparse, foggy and cold, and the autumn wind rustles the reeds. How many fishermen are driving small boats, only to see the lights on the boat quickly return to the village. This makes me miss the journey of returning to China, and I feel tired and sad about wandering life.

Tongjiang has beautiful scenery and dense fog, which seems to be immersed in water waves. The peaks are like knives, and egrets and fish fly and jump around Yanling Sese. You can't accomplish anything by trudging through your official career, not to mention the long-cherished wish to retire to Yunshan Spring Stone. Come back, envy Yuanming's hard-working countryside, and get tired of Zhong Xuan's hard work in the army.

3. Long-term spots and temples are like frost and snow, and I want to live my life.

Three Summer Poems (Part I) Song Dynasty: Zhang Lei

The wind in the village market in Changxia is getting clearer, and the crested finches have been generated. The butterfly spread its wings at the midday flowering branches, and in a sunny day, the spider had a cobweb in the corner.

the falling curtains invite the moon shadow, and the noise is empty and the sound of the stream is heard. Long - grizzled hair is now like frost and snow, always want to be a woodcutter or a fisherman mixed this life!

Interpretation:

The days are long in summer, and the wind is sunny in Jiangcun. There are many small finches living on the eaves, and their wings have grown. Butterflies spread their wings and stopped on the flower branches at noon. On a sunny day, spiders were leisurely weaving webs in the corner. Moonlight shines on the scattered curtains, leans on the pillow, and listens to the gurgling stream. My long-graying hair is now as white as frost and snow, and I have always wanted to be a woodcutter or fisherman to spend my life!

4. When the lotus seed passed by, he looked up and laughed. There is no need to doubt when it comes to poverty.

Warrior Lanling Fu Yi Qiu Yi He Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji

Yi Qiu He. Laozi's romantic occupation. On the eaves of Mao, laurel clouds are loose, and the pulse springs tease the foot of the mountain. Thinking before is wrong. Kill the morning ape and the night crane. After all, Deng Yu people, splendid Maxia sitting in the Yellow Pavilion.

Long song thinks deeply. Look at the sky, the kite flies, and the deep and quiet fish jumps. The west wind blows in Huang Ju. Disappointed sunset clouds, where is the beauty, wearing a Du Ruo. I made an appointment with Jiang Hai.

meet. It's hard to hold back. Don't stand in front of the chin door, and the Dutch people pass by, laughing and falling. There is no need to doubt when it comes to poverty. Ancient sages are happy to advance and happy to retreat.

Interpretation:

One mountain and one water is fortunate to occupy the landscape here. On the eaves of Mao, there are clouds and moons between pine trees and osmanthus trees, and the mountain springs flow quietly, staying and playing at the foot of the mountain. I shouldn't have made a mistake in my official career, teaching apes and cranes to resent. Fame must be the business of Deng Yu's generation, sitting on the prime minister's house in colorful splendor.

drink by yourself and play songs loudly. Look at the vast sky, kites and eagles soaring, the abyss quiet and fish jumping. In the west wind, the fragrance of Huang Ju and vanilla is flowing everywhere. It's sad that the beauty doesn't know where it is at dusk. We had an agreement before we entered the river.

it's hard to rely on the combination of monarch and minister. Don't follow the example of Confucius in attacking Wei for fear of being unknown. Laugh at the sky and the crown will fall off. When it comes to being difficult and enlightened in life, there is no need to doubt and be confused. Take the ancient sages as teachers, and both advance and retreat are happy.

5, the wine is full of cups, and the books are full, and fame and fortune are not concerned.

the five generations of "the fisherman's song": Li Xun

the autumn flowers are blooming, the night is misty, and the orange island is picturesque. In the blue smoke, under the bright moon, the boat is at the beginning.

water is the hometown, and tents are used as houses, and fish soup and rice are common meals. Wine is full of cups, books are full of shelves, and fame and fortune are not concerned.

Interpretation:

On a quiet night in Xiaoxiang, the breeze blows the autumn flowers, and the beautiful scenery of orange island is like a landscape painting on the screen. In the vast smoke, under the bright moonlight, I gathered the fishing silk thread and rocked the boat home.

the green water is my home, the awning is my house, and the delicacies of mountains and seas are hard to beat the brown rice, fish and shrimp I eat three times a day. Facing the glass of water and wine and looking at the shelf full of poems and books, I am satisfied, and I don't have to worry about fame and fortune anymore.