There is nothing in the mountains, please flow. What do you mean? Please tell me!

The love between heaven and earth is as long as spring; Nothing in the mountains is natural and clean.

There is love between heaven and earth, and the seasons are always spring. The mountains and forests do not participate in human disputes, so they are naturally honest and upright celebrities.

Personal understanding: it is pointed out here that heaven and earth are ruthless and plants have no desire. If people can be as ruthless as heaven, earth and plants, they will naturally become the holiest and cleanest. You still have to experience it yourself. The key of ancient poetry is a kind of artistic conception, and everyone's experience is different.

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Preface to the Orchid Pavillion

Lifelong diligence; Bandaicheng landline

A pavilion overlooking the water; A thousand bamboos attract the wind.

Fengyun three-foot sword; Flowers and birds, a book.

The wind blows bamboo to attract nature; Lin Tingji Guchun

Have fun; See the world in the same spring.

There are folk songs in the room; People are the same as heaven and earth.

Sven is in heaven and earth; I am happy to send mountains and rivers and forests.

Hui Rilang Virtual Room; The breeze reminisces about the past.

Talk less and don't be idle; Meditation can last forever.

The daily profit must be auspicious; Daji sheep is suitable for Hou Wang.

Is today's interest different from that in ancient times? God can listen to people.

There is light and darkness in public life; Leshan, a water man who knows music.

Love is like a spring; The strings sang the wind of the day.

A person's confidant is enough; Endless lifelong self-study

A pavilion, full of fun; The secluded room can see the outside world.

Two poems and eight paintings; Outside the building, the river sounds across the sky.

Bulinxi is close to the shed; The Zen of participating in writing with guests.

People don't have their own products; I have nothing to say.

If the character is extremely lofty; Feelings are quiet with water.

Personality is clear in the mountains and rivers; If the sky is as smooth as an orchid.

There are great works in the world; Happiness lies in the absence of ancient and modern people.

Daxian is divided into nine columns; The breeze can flow for thousands of years.

All kinds of people sit idly by; People know little about the quiet spring.

Thousands of trees are gray and beautiful; The first floor is full of new colors.

Vientiane believes in the abbot's office; Surrounded by their own mountains.

Out of the clouds; Count the geese in autumn.

Don't say what people lack; The Wen Lin period brought together the strengths of ancient times.

With people with courage * * *; Read from where there are no words.

Traveling with sages is enjoyable; The collection of ancient humanities is also a grand view.

Make a Covenant with the string, and the wind becomes bamboo; Sit on a pillar and hold a mountain for love.

Only when you are highly conscious, are you rich; Love is more important than doubt, and the promise is lighter.

What is the need for economic change; Learning should not be wasted by the people.

There is a clear contract between mountains and rivers; There is no secular love outside Lin Ting.

The sunset outside the mountain and the snow outside the lake; Running water in front of the window and pillow in front of the book.

The mountain failed to reach this life; Bamboo is indispensable for a day.

I don't know who the moon is for; I can do whatever I want.

It is not easy to get rid of money; Being too close is selfish.

Weeding is not separated from business; I like to raise pots of fish.

The world is pure and elegant; Sages are ethereal, and so are bamboos.

Don't hurt the overall situation with small favors; Don't chase after water.

The wind man sang what was entrusted to the ancient times; Peace and the embrace of spring.

Wen was born in love and spring; This is unprecedented.

An ancient and precious author; Xing follows the contract with nature that he leads.

Although the monument is still in sight; I don't know when Chunfeng will have a meeting.

Old books are still delicious after careful reading; Jiake came easily.

Reading old books is nothing new; The past emphasized the feeling of the world.

Yunshan on all sides belongs to the fundus; Thousands of lights are in my heart.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers; There is a skeleton in the cupboard.

Four walls of spring smoke without swallows; There is a dragonfly in the window.

When you are born, you will remember the ancient times; Always a person who likes mountains and water.

Hanbi zhangqin Chitose products; The sun is shining, the wind is sunny, and it is spring at four o'clock in January.

Sima Liang wine; You Jun's calligraphy and Shaoling poems.

Silk and bamboo fall in love with spring; Harmony is the beginning of qi.

It's good to have Ji Jin Xerox; Reading and proofreading historical sites have no vulgar feeling.

Old people can always make bamboo with their feelings; There is no fun in the mountains.

Old love has become a solitary life; Drunk people and things are fascinated.

The old man has a thousand miles of ambition; Half an inch in front of the capsule at the short cone.

The old goniometer annoyed the old cabinet; Translate new truths to become a monk.

Only people with blood can do things; No family to live in.

Books about this country are often read; Nothing is useless to body and mind.

Sometimes I sit between bamboos; Nothing to travel to Lan Ruo.

Sometimes common things don't mean anything; Infinitely good mountains, everyone has concerns.

Enough spring has gone with the wind; People who are not pregnant are born with wealth.

Are there any articles that surprise the sea? Full of old chariots and horses stationed in Jianggan.

What goes around comes around? Don't study to be famous.

The book runs out of the bamboo ring window; Flowers fall into the pool and inkstones smell like water.

Bamboo couch moves at night, listening to the rain; The paper window is bright and clean, and the cloud is asleep.

There have been descriptions of the past since ancient times; Xian Qingxian in today's world.

On the mind is only suitable for crazy people; There is a saying that people who are always skeptical about retro people.

The ancients can be equal; Looking out of the window, the bright moon is free.

Swimming in the mountains all day is very interesting; Wandering with the sky all my life.

I speak and write tirelessly every day; If you are incompetent with others.

Good books are never tired of reading; Good friends might as well go back.

The third month after the enlightenment of a good book; Good friends come, and there are four springs.

Good ancient Dont Ask For Help Xia Qin; Wandering is always the beginning of things.

A good bird is also a friend; Everything is out of water.

Good calligraphy and painting live all the year round; There is little interference here.

Look at the water mercilessly; Born a lover.

Watching fishing is more interesting than fishing; Why don't you ask someone when you plant flowers?

Clouds come out of the cave in front of Hongdu Mountain; Qingyang smoked the water outside the ferry.

Mangrove Tibetan Yin Hao House; Huang Hua is still drunk, Ge.

In the past, I tasted mountains and rivers; Different dates for a small room trip

Extremely idle is Lan Ruo; Scenery from spring to bamboo forest.

In ancient times, he didn't work with Peng; If the breeze meets the sum of the benefits.

I listened to the birds singing with a pen; After reading it, open the window and count the flowers.

Every major event is calm; Don't believe that there are no ancient sages today.

I can't make a book with my heart; Don't pass this poem on just because it smells good.

Why the heart has become smaller so far; Just because the past is over.

But I feel that my career is very fulfilling; You know, there are many people suffering in the world.

But I have leisure to learn posts; Is that every good guest can't talk.

But teaching is full of flowers and spring blossoms; I have never been drunk on the moon.

Zhang Anshi who has been writing for a long time; On the theory of virtual return to ancestral filial piety.

Every composition is in the ancient river; When you are pregnant or walking with the sky.

Sit quietly with Lan Ruo; Swimming in the bamboo forest.

Planting flowers and trees in leisure knows the cold and heat; Read poetry quietly and learn ancient and modern times.

Leisure tea, tobacco and alcohol; Proud of painting and poetry.

The desire for leisure will disappear in spring; Put pen to paper.

Invite Yue Feng as a friend; Stroll through the garden to send the message of escape.

If nostalgia is out of reach; Can you be ruthless in this life?

Sit on the mountain and watch the water; Quote classics.

The empty room in the forest is full of chanting; There is no clear water outside the mountain.

Be content and comfortable; Watching all kinds of people do nothing.

Contentment is one of the great pleasures of life; Nothing, heaven and earth are natural.

It's interesting to imitate the ancients; Don't try to be a family.

Follow eternal love; Sitting on the spring breeze is out of breath.

Fish and dragons are lonely, Qiu Jiang is cold; Clear water, spring breeze, wild spring.

Talk about swords at night; Deep flower leisure reading room in spring.

Let the water flow forever; For literary spirit, it focuses on emptiness.

Tea rain has turned its feet; The loose wind suddenly makes a diarrhea sound.

Steady your body, don't be a white wall; Determined to be straight.

Hold each ring and play the sparrow; Supplementing qi should be like a knife to solve cattle.

Know each other when you are away; How to cultivate one's morality from beginning to end?

The flowing water between pavilions and terraces has existed since ancient times; There is no spring mountain outside the bamboo.

Why not get the inkstone; Do not hesitate to water the flowers.

This room is famous for its flowers and wine; There is no custom in the door, and the case is clean.

The room smells of gardenia; I have no brains, and the world is vast.

The room bends with the water; Bamboo doesn't grow to see mountains.

The room is surrounded by springs; Sitting on the sage is impatient.

The room is still bright in spring and autumn; Sitting on the sage is impatient.

Self-cultivation can be fun; The composition is self-contained.

Repair and group goods are salty first and then bitter; The spring breeze is also very long.

Running water will never make waves; Chun Qing used orchestral harmony.

Running water in Wen Qu; It makes no difference to hug people.

Record the past and present at any time; Let go of heaven and earth every day.

I realized it when I met it; Those who are old at writing say nothing.

Follow the crowd and watch the game; Talk about the past when you are happy.

Plum blossom and tree nose world; The three huts are quiet.

Mei and Bai Xue's poems have no words; Liu Zhan's green silk paintings are sound.

Mei Henghua Pavilion Leng Yan; Snow shines on the book window, and the night is bright.

Yan Juan is in the eyes of ancient and modern times; It doesn't matter whether it is cold or warm.

Take advantage of the cool breeze and the bright moon; Look at the running water and the mountains and rivers.

Draw plum blossoms lightly in the snow; The wind shakes the bamboo leaves and sings poems.

Snow dance all over the sky, Kerry scene; The earth is frozen and spring flowers pile up.

Modest bamboo has curved leaves; There are no flowers on the proud plum's back.

Virtual bamboo orchid gives birth to static gas; Breeze and bright moon are metaphors of heaven.

Open-minded water people's understanding of salt; Harmony is spring and travel.

The small pavilion with bright eyes is full of smoke; In the shadow of perfume.

If the horizon is high, there will be no obstacles; There are waves in my heart.

The sea is hardly water; Being in Penglai is a fairy.

Wild trees in the stream wear flowers and moons; The breeze blows the bamboo ring door.

Wild smoke and stones are in the water; The fisherman sang A Man Crossing the Bridge.

One is to be open-minded when things go wrong; Be kind to others and talk in groups.

There are pavilions in Chongshan for thousands of years; Running water has no strings.

Heavy blue love and good deeds; Xiuzhuxin now grows in Maolin.

Get a hug from mountains and rivers; Similarities and differences between ancient and modern literary views.

Good friends come like the moon; It is better to read strange books than flowers.

Have fun outside the skeleton; Entertainment is at the beginning of heaven and earth.

Love and writing are advancing; Describing Lao Peng as a romantic contract

Love is sent to the ancient bosom, and the bamboo is quiet; Strange show, a special group.

Love can make bosom friends, with bright eyes and easy to read.

Breeze is selfless, elegant and self-loving; Xiuzhu has a long festival for you.

The breeze has a letter, and it gets with the land; Exciting water is a fast-flowing bamboo flow.

Clear words are not as good as the world; Meditation can be longer.

Send a message thousands of miles; On the depth of communication ten years ago.

Give happiness to the water songs in the mountain pavilion; Be pregnant with a person in late spring.

Fish swimming by the stream blow catkins; Birds are singing beside the bamboo forest to avoid tea and cigarettes.

Fang qun is fragrant and Qingyuan; All the trees fight for honor, and the leaves are green and new.

Harmonious group blues; Come on, let's fix the bamboo wind.

Bitong Road is sunny and smoky; Harvest more money.

Blue sea and strong spring colors; Dan swings warm cranes in the year.

Blue sea and blue sky, a line of ink; Four strings of autumn flowers and maple leaves.

Sitting quietly is not empty, and the Qing tour brings its own bamboo forest.

Have a little leisure and cherish the past; Self-cultivation, self-observation.

Small window how bright, let me sit for a long time; There was joy and laughter at first.

There is no easy situation in the world; There is no free time on earth.

White cranes spend half a day in the clouds of Zhu Xia; There is a breeze on the Yueming River in the mountains.

Love between heaven and earth is as long as spring; Nothing is clear in the mountains.

Four-point clouds are blurred; Wind and rain in one room, ancient and modern.

Don't move twice, the quality is the same; In time for the benefit of love and spring.

Long bridge lies in the new pavilion, hanging the bright moon; The lotus fragrance is intoxicating, and the willow color is charming.

Today, Chen Bi is interested in living in a room. There are thousands of words in people's minds.

Lan has many emotions and no songs; The mountains are the same as the moon, the water is long and the feelings are long.

When you are blessed, you will be happy and tireless; Being comfortable with Tao means being happy.

He is a life director in ancient collections; Leisure is not good for people.

What is the topic about lice? Smell the chicken and dance, and do not reduce the ancestors.

Family heirloom but loyal; Don't do strange things, but be honest.

It seems that Lansing is smoother than Hui; And God, it's autumn during the Spring Festival.

Rely on the past; Investigate its essence and worry about its depth.

Enough to lead the mountains without self-improvement; It means that the water swims on its back.

Take the peace of the mountain and send love to the water; If you are empty, if you are clear, if you are melancholy.

The forest reflects the sky, and the bamboo shade is all over the ground; As time goes by, the water is still there.

The trees are clear and the blue characters are in order; Running water repairs bamboo today.

Miyulun County, Jingwei District; A forest of scholars who carved and painted outstanding figures.

The poet felt the spring breeze; Sitting at night can give depth to the painting.

When spring comes, you will be a good friend; I often miss my hometown with the moon in autumn.

Springs are born around you; The breeze is good for Ling Qingwen.

Depending on the performance of the test, it is auspicious; Clear as a bow.

Christmas is not nothing, but nothing; Be idle and complacent, and wait for repairs.

Streams and streams breed more crops; Zegao came up to see Zhesang.

Langri and Feng Shisi fairy tales; Ancient people and records of qing dynasty.

If you are clear-headed, be a bamboo; Happiness lies in calm water and the same mountains.

Cloudy trees around the embankment, green mountains and green waters; Yun Fang Shi Lian Jing Xiu Zhu Maolin.

A period of modern prose and ancient prose is that infinity can be turned into Tai Chi.

Believing in the past without moving is also a confidant of the past; If you give up the yin, you will send it to the sages of this world.