In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
Cunju
Xin Qiji
The eaves are low and small,
Green grass by the stream.
Drunk and charming,
Who has white hair?
The big-eared hoe fights west and east,
Zhong Er is knitting a chicken coop;
I like children and scoundrels best,
Lying at the head of a stream peeling lotus flowers.
Fan Chengda in Southern Song Dynasty
Plums are golden, apricots are fat,
The wheat is gray and the cauliflower is thin.
No one crossed the long fence,
Only dragonflies and butterflies can fly.
Book Lake, Yinxian County, Bi Sheng
Wang Song Anshi
The eaves of Mao Yan are long and quiet, without moss.
Flowers and trees are all planted by hand.
Fields protected by water will be green,
The two mountains facing your house seem to have pushed the door open in green.
Poetry: Passing the Old People's Village
Tang Meng Hao ran
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.
Gong Xuan noodle restaurant, holding a cup and talking to Sang Ma.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.