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Poems about fog and mountains

1. The poem describing the Smoky Mountain is 1. Lingwuxing (Wei) autumn city is foggy, and the Ministry searches in the early morning.

Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes. If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.

Miswheezing, cold skin. 2. Fog (Li Qiao) Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Di went out to Pingcheng. Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light. If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.

3. The chanting fog (Su Weidao) is full of caves and valleys, and people are far away. At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting. Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.

4. Sitting at the Shuige at night is endowed with a mist (Yi Li), and the moon is cold and foggy. Shen Sihao is in Tongchuan. Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.

Desert sand is on the road, in the fields. It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.

5. chanting fog (dong sigong) Cangshan is silent, and the green view will sink. Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark. Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.

6. Lott is the husband of the moon. It is difficult to hide the clouds at this time (Liu Yuxi). The scenery is everywhere, the clouds are not fluttering under the three peaks, and the autumn wind is often comparable. Heartbroken memory fairy palace, hazy smoke.

2. The poem describing the misty mountain is 1, with faint dust smoke, eyes full of smoke, thousands of miles of smoke, gaunt and withered. A dream in my life, everything is like smoke, with a nihilistic beauty, a poetic obscurity, a poetic melancholy, an expectation and a lotus-like jade.

Fog is undoubtedly the most temperament in my heart, because it liberates my mind and makes me happy. Before the sun came out, the fog had surrounded the whole earth ―― the house, the mountain, Yuan Ye and I all became fog bags. It is elusive, which makes people who come into contact with it curious and yearning, which is also what attracts me to the fog.

3, walking on the wide road, ah! Just like a beautiful girl, she hastily weaves a tulle blanket for the earth, hoping to spread it on the ground for people to appreciate, and then embroider. The mountains in the distance are hazy, only a little shadow can be seen vaguely, and the fog is lining the mountains. I'm afraid the painter can't describe this painting. It's really beautiful.

The smoke turned into strange shapes and colors. After a while, it floated in the air like a light curtain. For a while, it seems to be selected from the incense burner and rises straight. For a moment, it seemed to be a flag floating in the wind above the chimney.

Heaven and earth are shrouded in white fog, and flowers, trees, mountains and houses in the distance are hidden in thick fog. Pedestrians on the road come and go, and sometimes only their messy and intermittent footsteps can be heard. Only when you get close can you see their faces clearly. When they turned to look again, the back seemed to have entered an illusory "fairyland" ...

6. The morning mist is like a milky gauze, dreamy and poetic, and it can't be waved away. It is constantly torn and cut open, blocking my sight and making people feel like they are outside the cloud nine.

7. The fog in Shuangfeng Mountain is warm fog. She seems to be a huge freehand brushwork painting, falling from the sky, making the bamboo sea seem hidden and the spring water seem condensed and flowing. She doesn't belong to the kind of suffocating fog, nor is it the kind of sparse and boring fog. Her beauty is that she seems to be looming, giving people a sense of mystery; Her beauty lies in her quiet and elegant, giving people a fresh and natural feeling; Her beauty lies in her white and kind, giving people a warm feeling.

8. From near to far, the smoke from the kitchen gradually rises from the ground and gradually disappears into the static vitality.

9. Thick fog permeates between heaven and earth, as if a very thick and wide curtain had fallen from the sky. My sight was completely blocked by fog, as if it were only as big as my eyes in space. We sat in the car, and the fog got into the window and lingered around people and feet. The trees by the roadside can only see a black shadow.

10, fog, seemingly tangible and intangible, is between the poems of literati.

Qinyuan Spring Fog: Beijing scenery, thousands of miles hazy, Wan Li dust floating, looking inside and outside the Third Ring Road, dense fog, bird's nest up and down, haze surging! Cars dance with snakes, smoke locks the runway, want to get on the sixth ring road, and need to clean the inside and outside of the car body on sunny days. The air is so bad, countless beautiful women wear masks, but they hide their faces, and nothing can make up for it! It's hard to judge coquettish just by looking at your eyes. A generation of Tianjiao, CCTV underpants, only saw that the back seat had no waist. Dust enters the lungs, and some people do morning exercises.

3. A poem describing the fog on the mountain.

Qin Guan

The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.

Plum blossoms are sent by mail, and fish live long. This hatred has no weight.

Chen Qiang was lucky enough to go to Chen Shan. Who did he go to Xiaoxiang for?

fog

-Don Liqiao

Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Emperor went out of Pingcheng.

Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light.

If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.

Chanting fog

-Don Dong Sigong

The silence of Cangshan is dusk, and the green view will sink.

Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.

Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.

Chanting fog

-Tang Su Weidao

The caves and valleys are densely covered, and the distance is flat.

At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting.

Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.

Clear blue fog in the distant mountains

Don Li Shimin

The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.

All green, and half red.

Just like the first month, the wind is very strong.

Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.

Fu Dehua Wu Ting

Don Li Shimin

The blue sky has smoked the palace, and the new core is half makeup.

The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

The trees are thick and comfortable, and the flowers are thin and red.

It seems to be hidden when it rains.

Sitting in the water pavilion at night is endowed with mist.

-Tang

When the moon sets and the fog rises, Shen Sihao can cross the river.

Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.

Desert sand is on the road, in the fields.

It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.

Lingwuxing

-Don Wei Wu Ying

It is foggy in autumn and comes out in the morning.

The vastness of the sky and sky dissolved the mystery of the day.

Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes.

If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.

My skin gets cold when I sneeze by mistake.

You should have a drink. You can use it.

Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Style: Yuefu

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moonlight by the river?

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I wonder how many people will return every month. Falling flowers shake trees all over the river.

Mist hangs over the river.

What a great Yangtze River! It is bounded by Min and E in the west, Sanwu in the south and Jiuhe in the north. Hundreds of rivers flow into the sea, which will make waves through the ages. For Ruolongbo, Hai Ruo, Jiang Fei, Jellyfish, Long Whale, Nine-day Witch, Alien Ghost and Xianji. Ghosts and gods rely on it, heroes fight it and defend it.

At this time, Yin and Yang are both chaotic and ambiguous. I was stunned by one color in the sky, and suddenly there were four kinds of fog. Although I can't see the salary, I can only hear the golden drums. If at the beginning, the leopard of Nanshan is hidden; Gradually, I want to get hooked on North Sea Kun. Then connect the high sky and low thickness; Vast and boundless. Whales and salamanders make waves when they come out of the water, while dragons dive deep and exhale.

Another example is the harvest of Meilin, and the cold of Chunyin; It's lonely, clean and boundless. There is a shore of firewood and mulberry in the east, and there is no mountain in Xiakou in the south. Thousands of warships, all sinking into ravines; The fishing boat leaves a leaf, and the stormy waves linger.

What's more, the sky is dim and the sunrise is pale; Return to the sun and turn Danshan into Shuibi. Although Dayu is wise, he can't fathom its depth; How can you tell that you are close to Lou Zhiming? So Feng Yi stopped the waves and collected the work. Fish and turtles hide, birds and beasts hide. Cut off the island of Penglai and surround the palace of harmony. In a trance, such as the coming shower; Diverse and jumbled, if Leng Yun wants the same.

It is a poisonous snake that can hide in it, so it is a boil; It is evil to shelter evil people from evil practices. Illness falls to the earth, and dust rises beyond the Great Wall. The death of the king is a feeling of being an adult. The Beggars' Sect will regain its vitality and mix the world into pieces.

At the easternmost point of the earth, a red sun rises from Ran Ran, slowly rises through the morning mist, and comes out of generate. In a trance, only an orange fireball rose slowly, reflecting the earth into a light.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the bright sunshine shoots down from the dense gaps of pine needles, forming a thick beam of light, which casts a veil-like mist on the tree-lined trees.

The delicate and charming morning sun has jumped out from the back of the mountain in the east, overflowing with red clouds, blending with the slowly rising morning fog in the valley and changing the colorful aura.

2. (Poetry)

Looking south, the northern mountain is beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

When Dayu was carved on the stone wall, the waves rolled in and the river flowed eastward along the path of Baisha.

The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.

The fog on the balcony cleared first. Zhu Meng water cuts green. Hidden in the distant mountains

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5. Poetry about fog: Flowers look like fog in old age (Tang Du Fu)

Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog (Tang Bai Juyi)

Flowers and bright moon are dark, flying in the light fog. Tonight, I'd better go to Lang's place. I'm wearing socks and walking shoes.

The fog is gone, and the moon is gone (off)

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Qin Guan

The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.

Plum blossoms are sent by mail, and fish live long. This hatred has no weight.

Chen Qiang was lucky enough to go to Chen Shan. Who did he go to Xiaoxiang for?

Here is a poem about fog.

fog

-Don Liqiao

Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Emperor went out of Pingcheng.

Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light.

If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.

Chanting fog

-Don Dong Sigong

The silence of Cangshan is dusk, and the green view will sink.

Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.

Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.

Chanting fog

-Tang Su Weidao

The caves and valleys are densely covered, and the distance is flat.

At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting.

Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.

Clear blue fog in the distant mountains

Don Li Shimin

The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.

All green, and half red.

Just like the first month, the wind is very strong.

Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.

Fu Dehua Wu Ting

Don Li Shimin

The blue sky has smoked the palace, and the new core is half makeup.

The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

The trees are thick and comfortable, and the flowers are thin and red.

It seems to be hidden when it rains.

Sitting in the water pavilion at night is endowed with mist.

-Tang

When the moon sets and the fog rises, Shen Sihao can cross the river.

Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.

Desert sand is on the road, in the fields.

It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.

Lingwuxing

-Don Wei Wu Ying

It is foggy in autumn and comes out in the morning.

The vastness of the sky and sky dissolved the mystery of the day.

Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes.

If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.

My skin gets cold when I sneeze by mistake.

You should have a drink. You can use it.

6. Martial arts fog poems: 1, drunk Penglai

Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian

For the morning clouds, the dusk rain, and the peaks and mountains depend on each other. Wu Tang, the master of Lock Chu Palace, Cui. Draw a halberd to move to spring, make up your beauty to welcome a horse, and go to Yichuan Metropolis. Wanli dived into the wilderness, cast a shadow and became He Huan.

Qiannan does everything. Go to Tianchi 5 and see China. There is a lot of smoke and water. Zunjiuge has Chinese and Korean scholars. Li's cheeks are red and deep, and Musk Moon's navel is full of fragrance, so drunk that he dances and sings. Du Yu's voice reminds people that it is better to return.

Translation:

It's raining in the morning, the smoke is dense, and the chaotic peaks in the clouds are close to each other. Standing on the upstairs of Wushan County, overlooking the balcony of Chu State, imagine King Xiang of Chu dreaming of meeting the goddess. In the beautiful spring, the honor guard of the palace marched, and people dressed in colorful clothes greeted the cavalry and walked towards the city. Being banished to a desolate place and feeling sorry for the shadow is nothing to be happy about.

After arriving in Ganzhou, the higher the mountain, the more dangerous the situation, and the farther away from the Central Plains, which cut off the line of sight overlooking the capital, but homesickness flew over Qian Shan and came to China. The local officials who were relegated to the relegated place held a banquet to celebrate the court. Drunk dancing is full of joy, fragrance is full of people, songs are full of people, and the face is beautiful and fragrant. One after another, I listened to the cuckoo call dawn and cried, "Why don't you go home?"

2. The degree of King Chu of Jingmen

Tang Dynasty: Chen Ziang

Go to the martial arts and watch the stage.

Bashan River is exhausted, and Jingmen is full of smoke.

The city is divided and the trees are broken by white clouds.

Nowadays, crazy singers, who knew they would come to Chu.

Translation:

I have left the martial arts far away, and I have been looking forward to stepping down from Zhanghuatai again and again. After all, the mountains and rivers in Pakistan and Jingmen are open in the smog.

Cities are distributed outside the vast fields, and the forests are lush and endless. Today, I, an arrogant traveler, who knows, will walk into this chutianzhong.

3, Yulou Chunhuatang curtain fragrance fog

Song: Zhou

Huatang curtain is fragrant and foggy. A "waist beam element". Dancing like a heron, graceful makeup is enviable.

The clouds in the martial arts pay tribute to the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but they cannot stay deep. Back to the flowers to lean on, full of sorrow, nowhere to lean on.

Translation:

At a Huatang banquet, a beautiful woman walked out of the curtain with a fragrant mist. But seeing her waist soft, wearing flowing elements, dancing, that elegant and gentle dance makes the dancing swallow jealous.

I used wine to drown my sorrows because of my lovesickness, while chanting the word "Gao" at random. The king of Chu got his wish, but the beauty in his heart floated around like a cloud in Wushan, and he never got it, so he could only look and sigh.

Disappointed, I once again came to the former Huatang compound, leaning against the fence alone and looking at the flowers in the garden. Clouds and fog dispersed, and the whole field was covered with railings, which made people unbearable and painful.

Thank you for your book.

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Tao Hongjing

The beauty of mountains and rivers has existed since ancient times. The mountain peaks soar into the sky and the streams are crystal clear. The stone walls on both sides are colorful and set each other off.

Green Woods, green bamboo clusters, four. The morning mist will rest, and apes and birds will sing; Night is coming and the scales are sinking.

This is really a fairyland on earth. Lingyun in Kasper? in the Southern Dynasties, so far no one can appreciate its wonders.

Translation:

The beauty of mountains and rivers has been appreciated by literati since ancient times. Towering peaks soar into the clouds, and clear streams are crystal clear. The stone walls on both sides of the strait are colorful and complement each other.

Cang Lin Cui Zhu, evergreen all the year round. When the morning mist was about to dissipate, there were songs of apes and birds. When the sun is about to set, the fish swimming in the water are scrambling to jump out of the water.

This is really a fairyland on earth. In Lingyun, Kasper? in the Southern Dynasties, no one has been able to enjoy this wonderful scenery.

5, the pride of the fisherman, Heaven meets Yuntao and even Xiao Wu.

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

When the sky meets the clouds, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong.

I report the long night and study poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. Let the wind calm down and the ship will blow away the three mountains!

Translation:

The water meets the sky, and the morning is foggy and gloomy. The milky way turns, just like countless ships waving sails. The dream soul seems to have returned to heaven and heard the heavenly emperor talking to me. He asked me warmly and sincerely where I was going.

I want to repay the heavenly emperor. It's still far away. It's already dusk. Even if I can write amazing sentences by studying poetry, what's the use? Wan Li is in the sky, Dapeng flies high. Wind! Don't stop, take my canoe straight to Penglai Sanxian Island.

7. An ancient poem describing clouds, fog and mountains 1, Yong Yun (Tang Dynasty) Li Shangyin

Holding the moon in the middle of the night, hiding the stars on Qixi. I just heard the wandering road, and I saw the heavy city.

At dusk, the pond rises with the dragon, and in autumn, the river squeezes geese. Only Song Yu should be called the name of Chu God.

2, "Wang Yue" (Tang) Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

3. Watch on a Summer Night (Tang) was closed for repair.

I feel sad when I get on the boat to chat. Tao Kan Han Xi Temple, where is it now?

Sha Ting is dry and foggy, and Pingchuan Mountain Fire shines everywhere. Finally, things will return to the East, and war will fill Xu Tian.

4. Autumn is the Eye (Tang)

Qiu Guang lotus uterus Danque. Clothes are worn out and shadows are sparse, and flowers are bright and chrysanthemum clusters.

The robe is light and low grass dew, and the side dance is loose. Flying clouds scatter leaves and get lost.

Build by laying bricks or stones cold orchid withered, boudoir cold tree meteorite tung. Don't be a crane in a harp, stay away from the crying ape gorge.

Flying stars and wild arrows, empty strings and half-moon bows. The evening mist of wheat straw rose and the twilight filled the room.

5, "Bodhisattva Man Flower Moon Dark Cage Light Fog" (Five Dynasties) Li Yu

The moon is dark and foggy, so I can go to Lang's side tonight. Well, socks smell good and gold shoes are portable.

See you in the south bank of the painting hall, always shivering. It's hard for slaves to come out, but you can be merciful.

8. What are the poems that describe the "misty mountain peak"? There is 1, the craggy Xia Yun of Mount Tai, and it is suspected that Bai Bo rose in the East China Sea.

From Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty, "A Single Father in the South Building Appreciates Dou Gongheng in Early Autumn"

The Millennium disappeared as soon as it saw the sun, and the beauty disappeared with the frost. If you don't vote, it will be spring, and if you fall, it will be autumn.

Mount Tai and Xia Yun are craggy, and it is suspected that Bai Bo rose in the East China Sea. Scattered like flying rain, the remote curtain rolled up and floated.

Knowing that I am sitting alone in the green porch, I have the same idea at this time. I closed the south building, read a Taoist book, and the curtain was secluded.

There was nothing good to visit, and Ryle Gawaine gave it together.

Explanation:

Time flies, just as the dew dries at the sight of the sun, and the red flower fades when first frost meets it. Since I left you, it seems that the flowers in spring have become branches in autumn between pitches. On the top of Mount Tai, Xia Yun is rugged, and there are mountains on the mountain. It seems that the East China Sea is full of white waves. Yunfei rain comes from the river, rolls up the floating dust and goes straight into your bead curtain. I also know that you must be sitting alone in your room at this time, and I also know that you must be thinking of me at this time.

I read Taoist books alone in the south building, quiet and leisurely as if I were in the fairy's residence. Unfortunately, no one likes to make trouble and bring wine. I can only hope that you can write a touching article to refresh yourself!

2, sometimes Yunfeng, can not relax.

Ying Song from Hou of Qing Dynasty.

Sometimes clouds and peaks are clear and not relaxed. Wang Li clings to the wall against the rock, which is as sticky as the sky.

Sometimes the peak is against the clear cloud, and the dew cannot fall lightly. Don't be a charming color, the depth follows Yili.

Explanation:

For a time, the clouds gather with the peaks, and the looseness between the peaks is unknown. Watching the clouds nestle on the other side of the rock wall and meet the sky in the same way. Sometimes the mountain peaks are hostile to the weather, and a drop of dew is not allowed, especially the color like wine, which varies with the strength of the cliff.

The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.

Guan Shanyue by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Explanation:

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. The mighty Changfeng swept across the mountains of Wan Li and came to the border where the garrison soldiers were stationed. In those days, Han soldiers pointed to Deng Bai Mountain Road, and Tubo coveted a large area of rivers and mountains in Qinghai. In these places where wars have been fought for generations, few soldiers can survive.

The foot soldiers guarding the border town are watching, and the face that looks forward to going home is so sad! When the wives of the soldiers in this family's high-rise building are sad and sigh, they will probably never stop.

4. Clouds still exist after the Castle Peak, and four or five peaks in the southeast are painted.

Looking at Bailin Temple of Lang Shiyuan in Tang Dynasty from the south.

Listen to the pavilion clock on the stream, and the boat is deep and loose.

After the castle peak, the clouds are still there, and four or five peaks are painted in the southeast. (Southeast 1: Southwest)

Explanation:

While sailing on the river, I heard the bell of the temple. Stop the boat and climb the stairs, and the mountain road winds through the secret pine forest.

After the rain in Chuqing, the mountains are green and the white clouds are floating leisurely. Looking to the southwest, four or five Qingfeng Mountains are even more lush, as if they had just been painted.

I will walk until the river blocks my way, then sit down and look at the rising clouds.

I live in seclusion in Zhongnanshan by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

Explanation:

After middle age, I had a strong desire to do good, and I didn't settle down in the border of Zhongnanshan until my later years. When I am interested, I often go to play alone. When I am happy, I also have a good time and indulge myself. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the rising clouds change. I happened to meet a village elder in the Woods. I talked and laughed with him and often forgot to go home.