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Mr. Wu Liu doesn't know where he comes from or his name. Because there are five willows planted next to the house, I use "five willows" as my nickname. Mr. Wu Liu is quiet, rarely talks, and does not envy wealth. I like reading, but I just want to know the general idea, and I don't explain it word by word. Whenever I read something, I forget to eat with joy. Mr. Wu Liu is a good wine by nature, but because of his poor family, he can't drink often. Relatives and friends all know about him, and sometimes they entertain him with wine. When he goes for a drink, he has a good time, hoping that he will get drunk and leave when he is drunk. He never intended to stay. The humble room was so empty that it was so shabby that even the wind and the sun could not keep out. Coarse cloth short coat patched, poor diet, often in short supply, but he can be complacent. I often write poems and articles as entertainment and express my interest a little. He can forget the worldly gains and losses, and he just wants to live his life like this. Qian Lou's wife once said: "Don't worry about poverty, don't be keen on getting rich and being an official." This is probably Mr. Wu Liu, right? He wrote poems while drinking to satisfy his interest. Maybe he came from an era without wise. Maybe someone from the GM Shi Tian era?

Shuo Ma

Where there is Bole, there is a swift horse. A thousand miles away, there are not many boles. So even a famous horse was humiliated by the groom and died side by side in the stable, not called a swift horse. A horse that walks thousands of miles a day sometimes eats a stone of grain. In the world of feeding horses, there is Bole, and there is a swift horse.

People don't know that it can walk thousands of miles a day and feed it. Although such a horse has the ability to travel thousands of miles a day, its talent and specialty cannot be shown because of lack of food and physical strength. If it is impossible to make it like an ordinary horse, how can you ask it to travel thousands of miles a day? You can't do your best if you control it and don't feed it in the right way. It is called, but it can't understand its meaning. He walked up to the swift horse with a whip and said, "There is no swift horse in the world!" " Alas! Is there really no horse? I'm afraid I really don't know Maxima!

Send dongyang horse

I liked reading when I was young. Because my family is poor, I can't afford to buy books. I often borrow books from people who collect books, copy them myself, count the dates and return them on time. It's very cold in winter, and the ink in the inkstone forms hard ice, so my fingers can't bend and straighten, and I dare not slack off. After copying, I ran to return the book, not daring to exceed the agreed time limit. So many people are willing to lend me books that I can read many books widely. As an adult, I admire the theory of ancient sages more, but I am worried that there is no knowledgeable teacher to contact for advice. I once ran a hundred miles and asked the elders with moral knowledge in the village with scriptures. His predecessors were highly respected, and his room was crowded with disciples. His words have never softened a bit. I stood beside him, asking questions, asking truth, leaning down and listening to him; Sometimes, he scolds me loudly, and my face is more obedient and my behavior is more considerate, and I dare not say a word to explain; He was happy and went to consult again. So although I was stupid, I finally gained knowledge. When I was learning from my teacher, I was carrying a book box and dragging my shoes in the deep mountain valley. In the middle of winter, the cold wind blows hard and the snow is several feet deep. The skin on my feet cracked because of cold and dryness, but I didn't know it. When I arrived at the school house, my limbs were too cold to move. The servant washed my hands and feet with hot water and covered me with a quilt. It took a long time to warm up. When staying in a hotel, the host only provides two meals a day, and there is no fresh and fat food to enjoy. The classmates in the same room are all wearing embroidered silk clothes, red hats and precious stones, with white jade rings hanging on their waists, swords in their left hands and sachets in their right hands, which are as glorious as gods; I live among them in rags and have no envy at all, because I have enough happiness in my heart and don't feel inferior to others in food and clothing. Maybe I'm hardworking, like this. Now these students are studying in imperial academy, the government provides meals every day, and parents issue winter clothes and summer clothes every year, so there is no need to worry about freezing and hunger; Sitting in a big and spacious house reading "poems" and "books", there is no fatigue of running around; Some teachers and doctors don't ask themselves, and they can't get knowledge; All the books should be concentrated here, so that I don't have to copy them myself as before, and I can borrow them from others first. (If) they are not good at school and have no virtue, (then) they are either (his) mentally retarded or have no intention of me. Is it someone else's fault? Dongyang Ma studied in imperial academy for two years, and his peers praised him for his talent. After I became an official, I went to Beijing to see the emperor. He saw that I was a junior in the same town. I wrote a long letter as a gift, and my words are very fluent. Arguing with him, the language is euphemistic, and the eyes are happy. Claiming to study very hard when I was a child, I can be called a person who likes to study. He was going home to visit his parents, so I told him about the difficulty of studying.

Xiaoshitangji

I walked 120 steps from the mountain to the west, and through the bamboo forest, I heard the sound of water flowing, as if I were wearing it.

The sound made by the collision of Yuhuan in Yu Pei (so crisp and pleasant) made me feel very happy. Cut down the bamboo and make a path. Going down, you can see a small pool, which is very clear. The whole stone is used as the bottom of the pool, and near the shore, the stone (part of it) is turned over to expose the water surface to form a rock (various shapes). Green trees, ivy, covered with twisted, swaying connected, uneven, floating in the wind. There are about a hundred fish in the pond. They all seem to swim in the air without any support. The sun shines directly (to the bottom of the water), but (the shadow of the fish) is reflected on the stone, just (stopping there), motionless; Suddenly (once again) I swam away, coming and going, brisk and fast, as if I were amused by my fellow travelers. Looking to the southwest of the pool, the (stream) twists and turns like a big dipper, and bends like a snake. One section is visible and the other is invisible. The creek bank is intertwined, and I don't know its source (where) sitting by the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests and trees, there is no one else in the silence. The deep and sad atmosphere makes people feel sad and cold. It is (really) very quiet and deep. Because its environment was too cold to stay long, I wrote down this scene and left. People who went to play together: Wu Wuling, Gong Gu and my brother Zong Xuan. As followers, there are two young people named Cui: (1) Forgive yourself and (1) Feng Yi.

Yueyang Tower

In the spring of the fourth year of Renzong, Teng was demoted as the satrap of Baling County. In the second year, political affairs were smooth, people were happy, and various waste businesses were established one after another. So the Yueyang Tower was rebuilt, and the original scale was expanded, and the poems and songs of the Tang Dynasty and today's sages and celebrities were engraved on it. Entrust me to write an article about it. I think all the beautiful scenery in Baling County is on Dongting Lake. Dongting Lake contains distant mountains, which breathe the flowing water of the Yangtze River. Vast and boundless. Sunny rain changes in the morning and evening, and the scenery changes endlessly. This is the magnificent scene of Yueyang Tower, which has been described in detail by predecessors. In this case, most of the swordsmen who were relegated and transferred to the north, the officials and poets who were in the south of Num and Xiangshui met here, and the feelings caused by seeing the natural scenery may be different, right? Just like a continuous drizzle, when it doesn't clear up for a month, the cold wind howls and the turbid waves go straight into the sky. The sun, the moon and the stars cover the light and the mountains disappear. Businessmen and passengers could not pass, the mast fell and the oars were broken. It was dark at night, only the roar of tigers and the whine of apes could be heard. Climbing this Yueyang Tower, you have to leave the capital and miss your hometown, fearing being slandered and ridiculed. Looking up again, it is full of depression and neglect. You must be very touched and sad. Another example is that the spring breeze is warm as spring, the sun is shining, there are no stormy waves, the sky is connected with the lake, and the green is boundless. Seagulls on the sandbar sometimes fly and sometimes stop, beautiful fish swim around, and orchids on the small continent are rich in fragrance and green in color. Sometimes, the smoke disappears completely, the bright moonlight pours away, the moonlight floating on the water shines with golden light, the quiet moon image is a sunken jasper, and the fishing song rings in the echo. How can such fun be endless? At this time, when you board this Yueyang Tower, you will feel open-minded and happy, and forget all the honors and disgraces. In the breeze, you will finally drink and drink, and you will be really happy. Alas! I have also discussed the thoughts and feelings of ancient virtuous people before, which may be different from the above two kinds of people. Why is this? In ancient times, noble people were not sad and happy because of the quality of foreign objects and their own gains and losses. Worrying about the people for the official court, being on the edge of remote rivers and lakes, not worrying about the monarch for the official court. I'm worried about being an official in the imperial court, and I'm also worried about being in a remote Jianghu. So, when will they be happy? It will definitely say, "Be sad before the world is sad, and then be happy after the world is happy." Alas! Without this person, who would I be with? Written on September 5, 2006/kloc-0.

Old drunkard's tent record

Chuzhou city is surrounded by mountains. Among the peaks in the southwest, forests and valleys are especially beautiful. From a distance, Langya Mountain is lush, deep and beautiful. After walking six or seven miles in the mountains, I gradually heard the gurgling sound of running water pouring down from between two peaks. It was a brewing spring. The mountain turns, the road turns, and there is a pavilion (with four corners standing obliquely) that lives in the brewing spring like a bird spreading its wings. Who built this pavilion? It's a monk in the mountains, Ji-hyun. Who named the pavilion? It was named by the satrap with his nickname. Taishou and his guests come here to drink, and they get drunk after drinking very little, and they are the oldest, so they call themselves "drunkards". The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but sightseeing. Enjoy the joy of mountains and rivers, grasp the heart and pin it on wine. Record of the Old Tippler's Pavalion

If the sun hadn't come out, the fog in the Woods would have dispersed, the clouds had gathered, and the caves in the ravine were dim. What changes from light to dark is the scenery in the mountains in the morning and evening. In spring, wild flowers are in full bloom, giving off a delicate fragrance. (Summer) Beautiful trees flourish and form a thick shade. (Autumn), the autumn wind in Gao Shuang is frosty. In winter, the scenery exposed by the dripping rocks of the stream is the scenery of the four seasons in the mountains. Go (to the mountains) in the morning and come back at night. The scenery in the four seasons is different, so there is endless happiness. As for the people who sing with things on their backs on the road, the people who walk are resting under the trees, the people in front are shouting, the people behind are answering, the old people are walking with their backs bent, and the children are led by adults, coming and going in an endless stream. This is a tour of Chuzhou people. Fishing near the stream, deep fish fat in the stream, making wine with spring water, clear and mellow, and wild game and wild vegetables are placed in front of you. This is the prefect's banquet for guests. The fun of feasting is not music. The pot player hits the target, the chess player wins, the wine glass interacts with the wine crumbs, or the guests get up or sit down loudly. A drunk with an old face and gray hair, sitting in the middle of the crowd, and a drunk satrap. Soon, the sunset hung on the mountain, and people and shadows were scattered all over the floor. The satrap went home, so did the other guests. Trees are thick and shady, and birds are singing everywhere. At this time, tourists leave and birds are happy. But birds know the happiness of mountains, but they don't know the happiness of people; Tourists only know that it is fun to play with the satrap, but they don't know that the satrap regards the happiness of tourists as happiness. A person who can entertain himself with everyone when he is drunk and describe this pleasure in his article after waking up is a satrap. Who is the satrap? It's Ouyang Xiu from Luling.

Travel notes of Man Jing

The weather in Yan is cold. After the Flower Festival, the rest is still very cold. The cold wind often blows, and when it blows, sand and stones fly. I have to be confined to one room, but I can't go out. Every time I walk fast in the strong wind, I turn back before I walk enough. On the 22nd, the weather was slightly warmer. I went out from Dongzhimen with some friends and arrived in Man Jing. There are tall willows on both sides of the river bank, and the fertile land is slightly wet. At first glance, it's endless, like a swan flying out of a cage. At this time, the ice on the river began to melt and the water waves began to glow. Fish-scale-like ripples are layered and glittering, just like the cold light reflected by a newly made mirror suddenly coming out of the dressing box. The mountains are scrubbed by melted snow, and the beautiful face is as beautiful and charming as it has been wiped, like a beautiful girl who has just combed her hair after washing her face. The wicker is about to stretch, but it hasn't. The soft treetops are swaying in the spring breeze, and the wheat seedlings in the wheat field are like short manes, only about an inch high. Although there are not many tourists, there are always people who drink spring tea, people who sing with glasses, and women who ride donkeys in costumes. Although the wind is still strong, hiking will make you sweat. Birds sunbathing on the beach and fish swimming on the water are carefree, and all animals are happy. Only then do you know that there is no spring outside the suburbs, and people living in the city don't know. I am the only one who can play freely between rocks and vegetation, and will not delay my official duties because of playing. It's close to where I live, and my outing will start in Man Jing. How come there are no articles about travel? Written in February of the year of Ji Hai.