My message to Pei Di's idle poems in Wangchuan's cabin.

Poetry about idleness 1. Poetry about laziness

One mountain and one water sleeps everywhere, and Shixi Spring finds leisure.

Sha Ou elk as a companion, dust out space is far from worrying.

Li Bai's "leisure"-"Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone." (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) The birds fly away, and the last white cloud floats away leisurely, showing an extremely empty and lonely world. Although the real scene is in front of us, Birds Are Idle reveals the poet's strong sense of loneliness. At this time, Li Bai had a deep understanding of social disadvantages, and his arrogant personality made him unable to integrate into reality, so he had to seek comfort from nature and find a bosom friend.

Wang Weizhi's "leisure"-"people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty." (Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream") Cinnamomum cassia has lush leaves and tiny petals. Flowers, especially at night, are not easy to detect. So the word "people are free" at the beginning can't be read easily. "People are idle" means that there is no artificial disturbance around, which shows the poet's inner peace. On this premise, the delicate osmanthus fell from the branches before being noticed. The word "leisure" describes the tranquility of spring night and the emptiness shown by tranquility.

Wang Jianzhi's "leisure"-"My wife and aunt called for a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium." (Rain over the mountain village) There are few people in the farmer's house. Gardenias in the yard are idle, and women who have always loved flowers don't care. It turns out that they are all busy bathing silkworms. A word "leisure" describes the scenery of the mountain village during the busy farming season.

Li Shen's "leisure"-"There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers starve to death." The four seas are idle, and the wasteland becomes fertile land. The first two sentences of the poem "sow a millet in spring and reap 10,000 seeds in autumn" constitute a vivid scene of fruitful and "gold" everywhere. Hard-working farmers have harvested a bumper harvest with their hands, but what about themselves? Still empty-handed, starving. Poetry forces people to think with a heavy heart: Who created this human tragedy?

Zhao Shixiu's "leisure"-"If you have an appointment, don't come in the middle of the night, knock chess pieces and drop snuff." (Passers-by) "Knocking on chess pieces and falling into snuff" only writes a small dynamic of the poet, but in this dynamic, the poem carefully depicts the poet's anxiety and expectation. Because of loneliness, I can't play chess, so I say "knocking chess pieces". Chess pieces don't knock, but knocking chess pieces reflects the anguish in loneliness. The word "leisure" means boredom, which implies the poet's disappointment and anxiety.

Weng Juan's Leisure-"I went up the mountain to see wild water, and suddenly I saw the green hills under the water." The poet climbed up the mountain to see the water, but he saw the shadow of the green hills in the water. This is a very common experience, but it captures the beautiful scenery of green mountains and green waters in the south in autumn. The word "leisure" makes people want to see the poet's carefree clouds and wild cranes, which are in contrast with the ethereal scenery; "Wild Water" and "Castle Peak" add a little girl's wild interest to the picture, which is consistent with the poet's leisure. "Seeing the green mountains underwater" includes the green mountains with clear water, and the word "suddenly" makes this meaning particularly clear and prominent, leaving a deep impression on readers.

Yang Wanli's "leisure"-"I sleep for a long time and think mercilessly, watching children catch willow flowers." (Sleeping in Early Summer) Ruthless Thinking vividly depicts the sloppy scene when "sleeping". Watching children catch willow flowers is natural and humorous, with a light pen, which depicts the lively nature of children, and the author's idle and boring mood also ripples on the paper.

Lu You's "leisure"-"From now on, if you land on the moon leisurely, you will knock on the door all night with a cane." I hope to have a cordial chat with the old farmer from time to time with crutches and firewood flying. How delightful it is! The image of a poet who loves his hometown and is close to farmers is vividly on the paper. "Short paper is inclined to be grass, and the window is clear and the milk is divided into tea." (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an) At that time, the country was in an eventful autumn, and the poet was eager to kill the enemy and make contributions, but Song Xiaozong regarded him as a leisurely poet, and he was disappointed. I have nothing to do, but I write cursive script, have tea and chat in vain. This kind of "leisure" reveals the boredom of the filthy officialdom career and the hope of returning home as soon as possible.

2. Poems describing leisure

Shanxi Village Tourism [Song]

Don't laugh at farm wine,

Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature

There is also a village.

Wild old songs were recorded.

The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields.

Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil.

At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.

The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat.

Wang Wei in Spring

Spring pigeons are singing in the room, and apricot trees are narrating.

Hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring pulse.

Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.

If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.

Shanxi Village Tourism [Song]

Don't laugh at farm wine,

Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature

There is also a village.

Back to my home in Songshan

The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.

I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.

An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.

In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.

Meng Haoran's Passing the Old Village

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Du fu's quatrains

Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.

Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.

Du fu's quatrains

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

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

Zhong Nanshan

The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea.

The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.

The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.

Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

My retreat in Zhongnanshan

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.

When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only.

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.

clear stream

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

A farmhouse by the Weihe River.

In the countryside where the sun is setting, 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.

Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling 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! .

Shinharuno (working at night)

The new sunny Yuan Ye is vast. Extremely clean.

The national gate is near the ferry. The village tree is connected with the stream mouth.

After Bifeng came out of the mountain, Baishui surrounded Tian Ming.

There are no idle people on the farm. Pour out family affection.

Huanghuachuan

The dangerous road turns into tens of thousands, and it will stop in three miles.

See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle.

Dripping rain, flowing stones.

The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain.

Look at Nanshan poplar, white dew lingering.

Green is high and clean, and green trees are cloudy and floating.

I used to hate being kept secret, but I was broad-minded and worried.

Cui Puyang, brother, focus on Qianshan, prosperous times.

Good autumn, KuangJun idle pool.

I know the mountain in front of the door under the leisurely Xilin.

Across thousands of miles of the sky, several peaks emerged from the clouds.

The craggy state of Qin combined with Jing Guan in Tibet.

The rain is setting in the sun, and the birds are hazy at dusk.

My old friend is still alive today, sighing at this gloomy face.

3. What poems describe "leisure"

1, drinking, fifth

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots.

What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered.

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.

Building a house in a place where people come and go will not be disturbed by secular communication. Ask me why. As long as I aim high, I will naturally feel that my place is secluded.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, Nanshan in the distance comes into view. In the evening, the scenery of Nanshan is very good, the fog lingers between the peaks and the birds return together. It contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don't know how to express it

2. Return to the garden; 3.

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and bean seedlings are sparse. Get up early in the morning to weed, and go home in the moonlight at night. The mountain road is narrow and covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes at night. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.

3, return to the garden, a.

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. 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.

When I was young, I didn't adapt to the secular character, and I naturally loved natural scenery. It has been more than ten years since I fell into the trap of official career and stayed away from the countryside in a blink of an eye. Birds in cages miss the forests where they once lived, and fish in ponds miss the deep pools where they once played.

I am willing to open up wasteland in Yuan Ye in the south and go home to farm according to my stupid idea. There are more than ten acres of land around the house in Fiona Fang, and there are 89 huts and huts. Elms and willows are hidden on the back eaves, and peach trees and plum trees are neatly planted in front of the house.

Houses in neighboring villages can be seen in the distance, and smoke from kitchen chimneys is floating over the village. Several dogs barked in the deep streets, and cocks kept crowing at the top of mulberry trees.

There are no worldly chores in the yard, and there is plenty of comfort and leisure in the quiet room. Trapped in a cage for a long time without freedom, I finally returned to Forest Mountain today.

4. Miscellaneous poems

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Life without a base is like the dust of the road. Life blowing in the wind, the body has gone through hardships, and it is not what it used to be.

When the world is brothers, why do brothers of their own brothers want to date each other? When you meet a pleasure, you should be happy, and you should invite your neighbors to drink.

Once the youth is gone, it will never come again, and you will never see the arrival of the next day. It's time for people to encourage themselves when they reach middle age. Time goes by and waits for no one.

Life in this world is like a rootless tree, a rootless flower, and dust floating in the wind on the road. Living in blowing in the wind, life has gone through hardships, and people are no longer what they used to be. Everyone who comes into this world should be brothers, why care about the same flesh and blood?

Enjoy yourself when you are happy, and invite your neighbors to drink with you if you have wine. Once the beautiful youth is over, you will never come back, and you will never see the next day. We should encourage ourselves to work hard in our prime. Time goes by and waits for no one.

5, return to the garden, fifth

Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Alone in a sense of loss, I returned to my hometown with a staff member. The road was bumpy and in shock.

The mountain stream is crystal clear, and you have to stop and wash your feet halfway.

Filter out the new wine at home and cook chicken for the neighbors.

When the sun sets, the candle is lit instead.

The height is high and the height is short, and the east is getting white.

Going back to China alone with crutches, the road is uneven. The mountain stream is crystal clear, so rest and wash your feet on the way. Filter the newly brewed wine at home and cook a chicken to entertain the neighbors. When the sun goes down, the room is dark, so light firewood instead of candles. High interest, short resentment, the east is turning white, and the dawn is beginning to appear.

4. Poems about boredom

"Guests" Author: Zhao Shixiu Huangmei season in the Song Dynasty, it was raining at home, and frogs were everywhere on the grass beside the pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. The poet invited his friends to play chess. But by midnight, the guests had not come. So the poet was bored, playing with flags, watching the lights and waiting quietly. This should count.

Boring, verse

"Guests" Author: Zhao Shixiu Huangmei season in the Song Dynasty, it was raining at home, and frogs were everywhere on the grass beside the pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. The poet invited his friends to play chess. But by midnight, the guests had not come. So the poet was bored, playing with flags, watching the lights and waiting quietly. This should count.

5. Leisure poetry

Year: Tang Author: Li Jie

Send to Han Peng.

I am idle for politics, and idle for bird watching at dusk.

Send books to kill the gods on the river, and admire the head of the city and shoot the mountains.

Year: Song Author: Bao Tong

Two poems by zhong

Ask her if she knows that you are sleepy and want to go back, so you lie in Nanshan.

Dry well people struggle for money, but they are afraid of being idle.

Year: Song Author: Shi Shouzhi

To little Weng Kaishi of Daci Temple.

Hanging in the clouds, my heart is idle.

Ten thousand yuan is empty, and a bowl is full.

The body is illusory and the wind is unattainable.

Flourishing eyes, flowing water.

Year: Tang author:

Title Shanju

Sweeping leaves, frying tea and picking leaves, my heart is idle and dreamless, and the night window is empty.

Only Guangwu Bourne should be late. Is Yan Jun fond of fishing?

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Two Poems by Qiu Chi

The body is idle and does nothing, and the heart is idle and thinks nothing.

When the old garden night, after this new autumn pool.

The blackbird perches on the shore and the moon leaves the bridge.

Lingfeng fragrance is scattered, and osmanthus dew is uneven.

How unique the quiet environment is, but who knows the quiet bosom?

Talk leisurely and ask yourself how late it is.

The clothes in the morning are thin and healthy, but they are still slippery at night.

The club is close to Yanying, and cicadas rest after the rain.

There is a poetic realm in leisure, which is hard to say.

Dew lotus beads are tilted, and wind, bamboo and jade are abrupt.

Who can stay and play with Yueyue?

Summer is a good time to retreat and return to cool early.

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Sit in the north window

There are two bamboos in the virtual window, and a furnace incense in the quiet room.

The world of mortals is closed outside, and the city is bustling during the day.

Don't bother to find a Taoist priest, don't learn from fairy tales.

I have my own life-prolonging technique, and my heart has been idle for a long time.

Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji

Niannu Jiaofu Yu Yan, effective Xi Zhenti.

What am I worried about recently? Where can I know my happiness?

A little bleak and eternal, relying on the west wind alone.

And bamboo seeks springs and clouds plant trees, which is really a leisure guest.

This heart is idle, so you can't borrow Chou He for a long time.

Don't say that the past is not true, the present is true, consider Qing Zun.

I don't know who I am when I'm drunk. I am not a crane in Feiyun.

Cold wind is high, cassia twig is loose. When you are drunk, you will still wake up.

The north window is high, so don't scare the birds.

Year: Tang Author: zhaowei

Letter to Zhao Pai in Xunyang

Under the curtain, the night shadows in Qiu Jiang are empty, and the people moving the building are in the moonlight.

Don't ask behavior, just take off your clothes and fish.

A few sad things have gone to Yan, and they will be returned to Hong after ten years.

That should be closer to Lushan society, and it is said that leisure is better than being far away.

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

"Give a piece"

Liezi lives in zhengpu, regardless of the masses When Ge Hou fled to Nanpu, he was often afraid of being heard by Chu people.

Holding an urn to irrigate autumn vegetables, my heart lingers in the sky. Every household cultivates Gua Tian and Han River.

When you board Zhanggongzhou, you will not be confused when you enter the beast. There is no such thing as oranges in the well and no embroidery on the door.

Yi Long has 2,000 stones, which is far from the Hundred Li Army. I am a real hermit, and my client is Mu Qingfen.

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

Travel in Nanyang white water and climb rocks.

The DPRK is involved in white water sources and is temporarily unfamiliar with others. The island is beautiful and the river is cold.

Looking at the clouds on the sea, I swam leisurely with Sichuan fish. When the sun sets in Long song, the moon will return to Tianlu.

Year: Tang Author: Li Bai

aigrette

Egrets fall in autumn water and fly like frost alone. My heart is idle, independent of the sandbar.

Year: Tang author:

Visit the probation temple, Tan Xing Shangren Mountain Academy.

Not far from Fuling, I have lived quietly for ten years. Go through the bamboo path entrance and stop to listen to the mountain spring.

The bird is in the deep forest, and the heart is idle before the sunset. What are the advantages of floating names? I am willing to live a Zen life from now on.

Let's write so much first, I hope it will help my parents. .

6. Poems with gossip

Leisure poetry

1, the lonely cloud goes to leisure alone.

the Tang Dynasty

Lipper

Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain

2. I dreamed of falling flowers in the idle pool last night.

the Tang Dynasty

Zhang

Chunjiang moonlit night

3. Two kinds of leisure troubles

Song dynasty; surname

Li Qingzhao

Autumn plum, lotus root, fragrant jade and mushroom

4. Who abandoned leisure for a long time?

Song dynasty; surname

Ouyang Xiu

"Abandon Hua Lian who has been relaxing for a long time and die."

5. Who abandoned leisure for a long time?

Song dynasty; surname

Ouyang Xiu

"Abandon Hua Lian who has been relaxing for a long time and die."

6. Idle pool pavilion

Song dynasty; surname

Lu you

Hairpin Fenghuang red brittle hand

7. Two leisure worries

Song dynasty; surname

Li Qingzhao

A plum, lotus root fragrance, autumn jade

8, sunset leisure

Song dynasty; surname

Su Shi

Jiangchengzi Zhunmar Jiuxian Mountain

9. Lie on the rattan bed and watch the willows.

Song dynasty; surname

Su Shi

Ding Fengbo

10, keep quiet and relax.

Jin Wei

Cao zhi

An Ode to the Goddess of Luo

The following are the biographies of some poets:

Su Shi:

Su Shi (1037 65438+10.8-165438+August 24), whose name is Zi Zhan, whose name is He Zhong, was named Dongpo Jushi, who was called Su Dongpo and Su Xian in the world. Han nationality, a native of Meishan, Meizhou (now Meishan, Sichuan) and Luancheng, Hebei, was a famous writer, calligrapher and painter in the Northern Song Dynasty.

In the second year of Jiayou (1057), Su Shi was a scholar. Song Shenzong worked in Fengxiang, Hangzhou, Mizhou, Xuzhou and Huzhou. In the third year of Yuanfeng (1080), he was demoted to Huangzhou as Yong Lian's assistant ambassador because of the Wutai Poetry Case. After Song Zhezong acceded to the throne, he was known in Hangzhou, Yingzhou, Yangzhou, Dingzhou and other places. In his later years, he was exiled to Huizhou and Danzhou because of the ruling of the New Party. Song Huizong was granted amnesty and returned to the north, where he died. Song Gaozong posthumously awarded a surname, posthumous title "article".

Su Shi is the representative of the highest literary achievement in Song Dynasty, and he has made great achievements in poetry, ci, writing, calligraphy and painting. His poems are broad in subject matter, fresh and healthy, good at exaggeration and metaphor, and unique in style. He is also called "Su Huang" with Huang Tingjian. His words are bold and unconstrained, and they are both bold and unconstrained representatives with Xin Qiji, and they are called "Su Xin"; His prose creation is rich and unrestrained, and he is also called "Ou Su" with Ouyang Xiu, and he is one of the "Eight Masters in Tang and Song Dynasties". Su Shi is also good at books and is one of the "Song Sijia"; He is good at painting, especially at ink bamboo, strange stones and dead wood. There are seven episodes of Dongpo, Yi Zhuan of Dongpo and Yuefu of Dongpo.

Li Qingzhao:

Li Qingzhao (1March 08413—1May 55 12) was born in Zhangqiu, qi zhou (now Zhangqiu, Shandong), Han nationality. A poetess in Song Dynasty, a representative of graceful and restrained ci school, was known as "the first talented woman in the ages".

Li Qingzhao was born in a scholarly family and had a good life in his early years. Her father Li has a rich collection of books, and she has laid a literary foundation in a good family environment since she was a child. After marriage, she and her husband Zhao Mingcheng devoted themselves to the collection and arrangement of calligraphy and painting stones. Nomads from the central plains, south, lonely situation. In the lyrics, he wrote more about his early leisure life, his later life experience and sentimental mood. In form, it makes good use of line drawing, forms its own school and has beautiful language. On the theory of ci, it emphasizes harmony and elegance, puts forward the theory that ci is different from one family, and opposes the method of writing ci into poetry. There are not many who can write poems. Some chapters have a sense of the times, praise history and use generous words, which is different from their style of words.

There are Yi 'an Jushi Collection and Yi 'an Ci, which have been lost. Later generations have a collection of Yu Shu's ci. There is a collation of Li Qingzhao's collected works today.

7. Poems about leisure

1, a farmhouse by the Weihe River

Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei

Sunset shines on the market, and 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.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

2. "Zhou Shi is slow, busy and cold"

Year: Song Author: Wang Zhidao

He sent the cold in the noise, lit a fire to celebrate the New Year, and presented Yao Li. Green fog burns, green floating wind wrinkles, and it is warm in spring. When the earth and the sky fall in love, it is time to pour out, and the five ghosts will take a break. Why not laugh at Dongfeng and have a drink of 300? Long memory. When Fu Jian invaded, he was promoted to a higher position. Benevolence and righteousness have ambition and cannot be abandoned. Gairang became famous in one fell swoop and made great contributions to the Yi people. Although Pengxi is good, it has not stopped. The yellow bird is watching spring in the pot.

3. He Xinlang Bay CoCo Lee East Road

Year: Song Author: Lv Zugao

Wandong road Laugh back, wild and carefree, old-fashioned style. Jade and gold bring spring, and it is late to go to Beijing. People win, and the West Lake is fun. Outside the screen of the seal, there are Chaoyun, jathyapple and seagulls. Distinguish me, drunk. Fu Fei reported to Kuanglu again. I'm afraid it's still in class. Someone will keep it. Black heads have a good reputation, and waves come from the canal. But love me, before I met you. One is all JUNSHOU, with wind and lotus flowers, shaking the summer heat wave all over the sky. Say this, it's gold thread.

4. He Xinlang's voluntary humble wings.

Year: Song Author: Feng Quqi

Self-care and humble wings. I like Cangzhou and Bai Niao, which are leisurely and quiet. Chatting about sending a wooden ladder watch, looking at thousands of feet, Ji Hong. On the Lejiang River and in the mountains. Mirror-like clear water flows around, smiling at the lake and praising the Tang Dynasty. Outside the dust, who knows.

The flying ink mark is still wet. Take the beads out, but don't eat people's chest and diaphragm. Third, I sigh that I am ignorant and widowed, but I feel empty. Where to find and rely on singers and flute players. Whether Yulin will come in the future will be equally divided and romantic. Add a friend, * * * leisure.

5. Niannujiao Yaochi High Meeting

Year: Song Author: Li

Yaochi high meeting, see the clouds fragrant phoenix back, the wind soft crane knee. Send Yueqing to worship the dance on the day, and the new book will increase the rank. Mothers can be virtuous, and so can children. Will always be the predecessor of the Buddha. Sun Zeng played with the color, smiled leisurely and with kindness.

I once commented on the present and the present in Hunchi Xuanzhong, written in calligraphy by Wang Yan. Here, the Weng Tang is in the shadow, reflecting the beauty of the fairy and the mountains. People love Don Juan, wish Xuantang a happy birthday and applaud happily. Next year, we will convince you that flat peaches and fire dates will be real.

8. Poems about leisure and happiness

Some of Wang Wei's poems are

A letter to Pei Di from my cabin in Wangchuan.

The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn water is flowing.

At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.

Summer value meets drunkenness, and a wild poem is sung at Wuliu? .

Answer deputy magistrate Zhang

With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.

I ask myself and always answer, what can be better than going home? .

The wind blows me, and the moon shines on me.

It makes sense to ask the poor. Listen, there are fishermen singing on the lake! .

Chai Lu

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.

The sun shines on me from the green moss.

House of Bamboo

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

An autumn night in the mountains

The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.

Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream.

Bamboo whispers that the laundry girl returns, and the lotus leaves bend in front of the fishing boat.

My friend's prince, what does it matter if spring is over and you are still here? .

Back to my home in Songshan

The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.

I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.

An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.

In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.

Zhong Nanshan

Its huge height is close to the city of heaven, connecting a thousand mountains and a corner of the sea.

When I looked back, the clouds were behind me, and when I walked in, the fog disappeared.

A central peak divides the wilderness and climate into many valleys.

As I needed a place to spend the night, I called a woodcutter on the river.

Through the temple of Ji Xiang.

Not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, walking in the mountains and clouds.

Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high?

The stream sings on the winding rocks, and the sun is tempered by pines.

At dusk, by a dry pond, thoughts can conquer the dragon of passion.

Overlooking the Han River

Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.

These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .