Chapter 10 Meditation Records: Episode 2-2

The mountains and forests have never been wild, and the emerald walls and red ladders are everywhere.As soon as his false name lingered in the world, he made Zhenjue lose his original intention.Night gallops dangerous Kou Tianfeng snow, autumn captive strong king Han Shuiyin.What's the matter with working hard for half a lifetime?Shi Lian Zhuang Xi also mourned. Hundreds of battles began to stop in late autumn, and the Sixth Division went south in winter.The sincerity is not enough to return to God's will, and the secluded nature is more than the world.The smoky water and the Cangjiang River are good from the cranes, and the wind and cloud and the dark sea let the dragons fight.If he visited Tao Yuanliang in other years, Wuliu's new residence was in Chicheng.

I am deeply saddened to live with guests, and the lights on the river boats are empty at night in wind and rain.There are many shortages of car drivers in Shanglao, and the scars without repairs have been sparse.How can a dear old be farewell, there is no book for a long time in danger!In the Ming Dynasty, let's make divination on the king's level, so that my heart will live up to the beginning. Maoci, pines and chrysanthemums have been separated for many years, what is it about the Hanjiang Passenger Ship?If you can't be strong, Confucianism will become a general, and you will be helpless for days.It is only heard that Zhuge can rejuvenate the Han Dynasty, but Tian Dan may not have misunderstood Yan.The most envious of the fisherman's idle career is a bright moon and a smoke.

October will be in But as soon as you pass Jinshan, you will climb up, and the bell will ring out to go to every monk.Yuntao stone walls and deep dragon caves, wind and rain towers and Buddha lamps.Poetry full of desire to reduce after the disaster, wine side lonely Xing can still rely on.The rock ladder is not used to hinder the slippery moss, but once stepped on the snow and ice of Tianfeng. Drunk into the river wind and wine is easy to wake up, the sails go west and the rain is dark.Tianhui Jianghan left a solitary column, and the earth lacked a pavilion in the southeast.Shazhu chaos renews the state of the world, and the peaks and mountains remain unchanged.The boatman pointed to the Dragon King Temple, and the previous court couldn't bear to listen to what he wanted to say.

Looking at mountains and boats everywhere, I am also worried about the frost and moon in the middle of the night.Where is Tsui Wah traveling now?In the middle of the night, the corner of the painting rises to guard the building.Jiama is still in the north of Huaihai, and the flags are scattered at the head of the Chu River.Hong Tao rolls on the wind, it is easy to sail but not easy to close. Years of cold still laments the stagnant riverside, and the sun gradually returns to the spring of the earth.There is no trace of Tim Gon embroidery, and the dust is lifted three feet.Danxin feels that the past years have been bitter, and her gray hair is new from the teaching mirror.If you wait until your fame is over before returning to seclusion, Taohua laughs and kills the people of Wuling.

Dongjiang said that the wind grows north, and the wind blows from the north to the south.It may not be that God really intends it, but it happens occasionally when people and things happen.The disabled peasants are warm enough to harvest, and the dilapidated houses are so cold and the eaves are exposed.If you can make a little money for the poor, you might as well block the rivers and lakes by menstruation. Don't blame the homesickness day and night, and the two phases of fighting and sickness.Lonely self-confidence is as strong as iron, and everyone's teaching is as good as gold!The clear water and Danshan Mountain are from the Old Testament, and the blue sky and white sun are intimate.Maoci's scenery at the end of the year is full of clouds, clear streams and snow.

Once crossed Haidong with double qiu, the green shoes slipped and fell into the wind.Thousands of years later, the trace is still a dream.Qu Ziman worked hard and hurt the world, and Yang Zhukong wept to himself.It is necessary to sit on the top of my Kuang hut, wash your feet in the cold waves and walk in the sky. one of The name of Jiayuan is to be hidden, and it is only waiting for the owner to return.This day is really a hermit, and the famous garden is not violated.Rock flowers are like a common language, and mountains and rocks depend on each other.Forget about the morning and the market, and cover up even more without labor.

second Dayin is really a small city, and the famous garden is lonely.Liu Hou thanked him for his illness, but Fan Lao returned to the lake.Planting bamboo is not a medical custom, and moving mountains is not stupid.It is the day when the public moves mountains and rocks.Keeping the principles of the times, the economy is self-contained. third The green field is deep in spring, and the mountains are shaded and the night is quiet.The frosty edge is slippery, and the marble is dangerous.The heart of peace and hardship is still there, and the power of supporting the top is not weakened.The rivers and lakes are full of soldiers, and there is more to think about after singing.

I have heard about it for a long time, and now I am here to take a peek.The city is hazy and quiet, and the structure in the pot is strange.Victory and tourism must continue day after day, and there will be many empty seats.Mo Dao is remote, and the common people are unknown. fifth Fangyuan waits for the public hermit, and the Tunshi waits for the public pavilion.Flowers and bamboos are deep in the terraces and pavilions, and the wind and dust are dark with armored soldiers.A good body can be counted, and the world has not forgotten its love.When the language is difficult, I stop my cup and cry.

People say that Xiaogu is very difficult to block, and has always been unattainable.There are cliffs on the top that are about to fall, and there are swords and rocks on the bottom.The gorge wind flashes against the wall, and it is difficult for ships to enter, and the flood rushes against Jiaolong Pass;The cliffs move eastward by the beach, and suddenly become giant dips leading to Xiwan.The emperor's heart is like pity for the boats and boats, and the god's ax cuts at night without any trace.The wind and thunder suddenly see all kinds of strange things, and people can't tolerate them.I came here with the intention to go, and the small boat went back to the waves.Standing sideways and breathing up to the heavenly sinus, hanging in the air is a spider's thread.The wind blows the wine and the eyes are dazzled, and the cold and slippery ladder is weak.The green sheet blows the rain and still doesn't come out, but the white bird avoids the guests and returns.Looking around at the setting sun at the top of the peak, the scenery is like Yinghuan.The haze does not feel that the three mountains are far away, and the dust chats for half a day.Is the spectacle Jiang Hai dangerous?The world is flat and difficult.Alas!The world is flat and difficult, looking back at the North Pole with tears!

The second poem was written in the year of Renxu, and it was entered here by mistake. In the middle there is a piece of stone leaning against Guxiong, and below it is Feng Yi Baichi Palace.Panhun loses land in the west of Yanyu, and the Yangtze River goes eastward without end.It is only heard that Wu Nu buried the fragrant jade, but saw the sand gulls and the snow wind.What's the point of asking about the desolate past, Yong'an Palace is in Caolai. The solitary minister on the river has one heart, and after several times of drifting, the water marks are not deep.The extremely pitiful support is from ancient times, and I am afraid of collapse or from now on.The moss erodes the autumn snails and leaves the old emerald green, and the sound of spring rain falling in the sky.It's good to sit with the two cranes on the rocky head, and sing aloud at night in the bright moon.

Although Lushan Mountain is strange, the pictures at that time were also suspicious.The turmoil in Jiujiang is not the day before yesterday, so is the smoke and cloud of the five elders regular?The eyes may be used to the walls, and the feet must be short.The incense burner waterfall is as small as a thread, and the Tianhe River is about to flow down to the pool. one of One year later, the lone guest has yet to return.There are so many hurts in the world, and the family sighs for a long time.The heart is exhausted, and the disease depends on each other.The hotel chats as the Romans do, and the peach charms are exchanged for the early door. second Xiang Yi Youth Day, chasing joy is not alone.The wind and dust flooded the years, drifting to the rivers and lakes.Ji Shi has no skills, and laughs at the foolishness when he is out of time.There is no need to be sad and difficult, but the saints have leftovers. third It's a time when the army is in turmoil, and the situation is poor.There is no end to destiny, and people's hearts are in danger.Concerns and doubts come together, and muscle strength suddenly declines.For thousands of years, Shangshan is hidden, and I think leisurely. Fourth The morals of the world are leaked from the world, and human feelings are only peeped.Years are more involved in history, and changes are more novel.Don't be afraid of the dangerous place, it was in its heyday.Hai Weng's machine is dead, it should be known by the white gull. fifth Xingqiong returns to the calendar, and Zhenji rises from Yuanheng.Looking at the sky and driving back, first soak in the rain to wash the soldiers.The snow is still old and the love is old, and the wind is old.Not to mention the blue tail, life is not long! On the first day of the first year, it was dark and foggy, and when I went out, I missed the west and the east.Too many people stumbled and fell into the pit, and I also stopped and wept.Wanting to cut Chiyou open the daylight, but also arranging Yanhe worship double pupil.Xiaochen has the ambition to clarify, and he is soaring thousands of miles! Yesterday morning, the cloudy fog buried the first day, and the sound of rain burst into Xiao Hanyun.Mo Daoist has no inspiration, and God's will has always been clear.Zhou Bo will be needed for safety in the future, and Jia Sheng will be laughed at in the past.Sitting facing the dying lamp and worrying all night, listening to the morning drum to report the new sunshine. One fog, two rains and three days of wind, the Tian family's fortune-telling suspects a good harvest.I only hope that the soldiers will be relieved, God's will will make the people poor!The tiger travels back to nostalgia for the old land, and the news of Luanyu hopes to return to the palace.Talking about masturbation with turbid wine in spring will not make Qi Qi dry my heart. I saw that spring returns and spring comes again, and the spring breeze fades like old mane hair.Before the plum blossoms released their secrets, the day lily returned the earth veins first.As we get older, time is hard to come by, who do you want to embrace after years?The lone cloud is indistinct and the relatives are far away, and the patchy clothes envy Lao Lai for a long time. Frost and snow at the end of the world lament the late spring, and when spring arrives at the end of the world, I feel sad.There are many broken houses on the axis of time and space, and the east wind is powerless to devastate.The king of Zhou drove his chariot to the poor south, and the Han guarded the northern frontier with banners and flags.Don't be surprised that the lettuce is broken in spring, and the dishes in the world are getting divorced. Secluded nature is used to being guessed, and seeing the mountains is busy.It was not by accident that the north wind kept guests, and the monks in the South Temple did not return.The peak of the day is raining and snowing, and the blue sky is flying and waterfalls are pouring clouds and thunder.The edge of the creek is stepped on the ground, and the bamboo is long and the pine is covered with the stone platform. Chunshan Road is secluded and asked about returning to the woodcutter, which refers to the stone path away from the former peak.The monk and the white clouds are still in the dark valley, and the moon follows the cold wave on the sea.There is no laziness in the old world, and You Xing has been alone for many years.Looking back on the solitary voyage and traces of the past, Shuzhong is far away every night. The green hills are rolling like rushing waves, where will the iron boat stop?Is there such a thing in the human world?It is suspected to be the work of immortals.It has been thousands of years since the fairy left, and the wind blows every day on the top of the mountain.The bow of the ship is still unearthed, and there is a stone cloud on the back hill.I have done this and thought about it, is there nothing wrong with the intentions of the ancients?The reason is that the storm is flat and the ground is evil, even if there is an iron boat, it is still not in prison.Qin's whip failed to move, so why did Ao Li use his pole.I want to take advantage of it to visit Pengdao, and Lei Shi drums and rudders the rainbow for reeling.Weak currents are invincible for thousands of miles, and it will be futile to drive them again.The road of the world is difficult, and the independent setting sun is the first to scratch. Under the rock, Xiao Ran, an old and sick monk, once prayed for the Buddha's Dharma to pay homage to Nanneng.On poetry, I promise to see the samadhi, and there is no ladder to enter the sage and get out of the Hinayana.In the high pavilion, the pine wind blows the chime at night, and the stone bed flowers rain down on the cold lamp.Even deeper, the moon rises at the dawn of the mountain window, rinses teeth, burns incense and recites "Faleng". When I went up to Huacheng Peak, I slept in a thunderstorm for ten days.Ji Se dawn opens thousands of peaks of snow, and the sound of waves crosses the Jiujiang wind at night.At this time, looking at the pictures across the water, how old is Yuanyun living in Guicong?However, he failed to make an appointment with Dongxian Penghai, and Yuhan Danjue was in Kongtong. Although poor detectives are full of wonders, the mountain must be seen from a distance.A few hibiscus blossoms and the blue sky falls, and the nine sky screens are full of Jinghui.Gao Tong Huayue should be in the sky, but his name is Yakuanglu, but he is a little humble.The belief is that the banished immortal has eyesight, but it is hard to move after Jiuhua's inscription. The flying stream is three hundred feet long, and there is a mysterious Lingqiu in the cave.The gorge opens the thunder axe, and the sky is empty and the moon is hooked.When transforming into shape, try the bowl, exhale or build a building.I want to whip the dragon up and spread the rain all over Kyushu. At dusk in Donglin Mountain, there is Lan Ruo, an eminent monk on the peak.Clouds, radish, roads and rocks are uneven, and the sound of water is deep and the trees are high and low.Yuan Gong studied Buddhism but aided Confucianism, Yuan Ming was addicted to alcohol and did not join the society.I also love mountains and officials, and I am also a person who avoids people in the universe.My song Baiyun has few listeners, and the mountain nods and the spring pours down.There was a sudden thunder at the bottom of the moonlit ravine, and the wind blew the roof tiles in the middle of the night. Again Shao Erquan Yun Yesterday's tour was very careless, but today's tour in Donglin is good.Holding the cangzhu to pull the stratus clouds, go straight to the blue sky to recruit the five elders.Thousands of valleys, shengyu, pines and lamentations, thousands of peaks cover the hibiscus blooming.Sitting overlooking the west rock to watch the sunset, the wind blows the lonely moon to the east of the river.Don't leave your head blank to the world, wealth is like a glass of wine!Planting lotus and planting chrysanthemums are both desolate, Huiyuan pottery and pottery are rotten together.Riding the wind, I want to return to Jinting, and the three continents are weak and the water is even sandy.He looks at the top of the roof in the sea, and the duckweed is a little green in the smoke. Yuan Gong said that there is a high platform, and a blue lotus cloud opens out.There has been no lion roar on the stage for a long time, and the wild fox will listen to the scriptures again. Bai Yunxiu had no intention of doing Taoism, so he followed me all the way to Yuan Cen.Blocking the road, the wild wind blows temporarily, and passes through the deep trees to wait for the front forest. Jiuhua is truly a spectacle, and Lushan Mountain is also worth watching.Yousheng is not poor for three days, and the wind and dust have found it difficult to come again.The rest of the five elders are clear and bright, and the clothes are dyed with green and cold in Tianchi.But it's strange that the monks in the temple can do good things, so they come straight to the city to ask for poetry magazines. Disasters in the province travel to the suburbs, and exploration refers to the foothills.Go back to Biao to vibrate Xuangang, and the decadent sun is weak in Xilu.The locust field collects the accumulated rain, and the crops are flattened.Take Jingli Village Market, stop and ask about farming and animal husbandry.The clear stream travels in the moonlight, and the dark cave is covered with clouds.The Ximi stone stream slips away, and the ax fires the bottom wood of the stream.Tian Weng came to gather and watch, and he chased after midnight.Will be ashamed and affectionate, and the wounds will be ashamed.The quiet pillow is quiet and insomnia, and the wind and spring are mingling jade.Although Miao Zhenjue is passed on, it is quite bitter and familiar.In the end, you should escape to the famous mountains and practice medicine to wash the bones.Say goodbye to thank your relatives for your friendship, and the streamer is easy to surpass. Blocking the wind and mooring the Liubian Pavilion at night, returning home from lazy dreams before waking up in the afternoon.Lying down and teaching the waves are evil, the ground is deep and long is the water cloud.Entering Lingu Wine Village Tongyin, singing across the water to the fisherman.I feel that the edge of the mountain is alone, and the window is just facing a green peak. The east wind is deserted, the pools of water, and the flowers and willows are flourishing in spring along the village.Mooring for a long time, fishermen and woodcutters come to the market, and the elk are gradually in the same group.Self-pity stumbles towards the dust, and the long-term fear of returning will bear the sea clouds.Reminiscing about the companions of poetry and wine in the mountains, Shimen looks a few slanted. Returning to the ship does not meet the headwind, why do travelers come here?The valley is still cold and spring snow is there, the virtual curtain is slanting and the sun is setting and the river is empty.There are no monks living in the ancient pagodas in the forest, and there are roads leading to the source of immortals outside the flowers.Look at the mountains everywhere and have fun everywhere, don't sigh the traces of Pingpeng. The boat lives in Linkua for a period of time, thanks to the oriole coming day by day.There are also clear springs to wash your ears, and more bamboos to hold cups.All the students waded through the water with poem scrolls, and the boy and Yun swept the stone moss.Du Naihua Peak is separated from the smoke, and Shilao's stick goes up to Cui Wei. There are a few peach trees in the small mountain garden, and it is arranged to stop in the spring.Open the bottle and sweep the flowers and snow, and the exhibition table is flat on the top of the pines.The land is far away and there is no need to guard against vulgar driving. Fortunately, the stream is clear and there are fishing boats.There are few people on the stone road among the clouds, and there is no room for worldly heroes in the depths. The five elders are separated by Qingming, which is not easy to see.I'll ride a white deer and fly in the sky.The long wind blows the floating clouds, and the curtain begins to peek into the face.A smile is still the same face, I am ashamed that my temples will change first.I come to you as the master, and the universe is also passed on.The sea lantern shines on the lonely moon, and there are still relatives in silence.Peng Li floated a glass of wine, and the host and guest chatted to persuade them.Eternal heart, tacit understanding is indisputable! I was killed here the year before, but Beifeng was spared Beifeng sighs that Beichuan is poor, and this place used to worship Beifeng.Gou Jian dare to forget to taste the courage?Qi Weichang recalled the skill of shooting the hook.The Huangshi machine by the bridge is taught first, and Tao Zhu on the sea has the same meaning.The situation is that the leaning on the door is very white, and the thatched huts are in the mountains in the cold weather. On the third day of Pentecost, when I crossed Mount Jiuhua, it was cold and rainy for a while.This time the sky was a little clearer, but suddenly it was hazy again.There are many landscapes in my life, and there are countless encounters here alone.People say that this mountain is the secret of the sky, and it is not common for people living under the mountain to see it.Penglai may be able to cross the sea, and the Yaoshui and Kunlun are all old.Dongting is more than swallowing eight or nine, and the five mountains have been collected in the bag.If you don't believe it, open the clouds and sweep the world, and hold the red sun to shine on Kyushu.Riding the wind and riding the gas to view the eight poles, seeing this trivial matter is really floating. Jiang Sheng Shi Sheng was quite curious, and he was even more infatuated when he met Tao Yeqi occasionally.It is said that there is a good temple outside the mountain, and I advise you to travel and strive to follow.It's time for thunderstorms, clouds and fog, and it's dangerous and slippery to ride.The two life force Chen Dao is not far away, please climb high and aim at the road divergence.The three of them braved the rain to push their backs, and immediately got up and led each other.The peers returned with a smile, and went to Ling Qiqi in their sleeves.When I came back, I didn't have time to worry about getting wet, and said that the land was close to the mountain trails.The mist in the green forest is gradually opening up, and the green and crimson air is floating in the twilight.Jinjin pointed out that if you are going, you must go, and the drama will not be scoffed by others.Yu also laughed out loud at it, not realizing that he was as old as a child.The landscape has become an addiction in my life, and I have forgotten my hunger and fatigue after exploring deeply.Over the years, the affairs of the world have been quite restrained, and the heart has not weakened in every situation.Noben seeks immortality, and the two bachelors also do it.The world is chasing but the sound and profit, go to the soup to step on the fire and the danger.Get rid of the hustle and bustle and enjoy yourself, and you will be ridiculed when you are crazy.Going back and going back to me and you, the foot of Yangming is the end of your period. The mountain road is slippery in the light rain, and the mountain pedestrians can go boating.Peach blossoms intersect the bank, and the distance is far away, and the mountains and mountains are stacked and the mountains are deep and secluded.It's not like the boat travels up and down, but it's strange that the green mountains are also running.In the afternoon rain, the clouds also bloom, and the blue shoes and cloth socks are free of dust.Meiqi Liujingdu village, long pines and white stones piercing the forest.Beginning to climb the wind and get out of the wood, and leaning over the cliff to listen to the waterfall and thunder.The chaotic mountains are high and the plains are hidden, and the mao houses are high and low to form a society.Which of them must have someone?I'm afraid they were those who avoided the Qin Dynasty back then.The sun is getting darker on Xiyan, and Lin Mo Wuma is moving forward.The world is turbid and narrow, and I will camp here in Lanruo. He Cuiwei, the mountain of Jiuhua, and hibiscus are planted directly against the blue sky.The wind blows the sea just now, and the snow cracks and the ground freezes.In the middle of the night, the bright moon hangs on the top of the peak, just like a jade girl on the dressing table.I write pictures in the sea, and I am ashamed to write poems. one of You Xingshu is not exhausted, and you can't stay in this world.The green mountains are still the same, and the heads of the world are as white as ever. second There are few people in Maoci.May I ask where this is?The cloud is Mount Jiuhua. third Thousands of peaks rise from the ground, and hibiscus inserts Xiaohan.I didn't see it enough back then, but I'll see it again today. Fourth The waterfall hangs on the cliff, and the moon on the peak is cold in the sky.The birds sing at the bottom of the Cangjian, and the monk lives in the white clouds. The old monk's house is on the top of the lotus, and the lotus is not stained with mud.In the middle of the night, the flower heart spits out the bright moon, a millet bead hanging in the air. The old acquaintance Xianyuan Road is not bad, and I also ask peach blossoms from Taniguchi.I have climbed the Juezhan many times and passed through the remnant snow, and stepped on the moonlight on the Qingxi River several times.There are many different places adjacent to the tiger's den, and the birds can't fly to the monk's house.Frequently come to rest on the Xianweng's couch, just taking advantage of the rosy clouds on the top of the peak. Ninety-nine peaks of Jiuhua, this saying is passed down among the common people; the common people can only see the skin with their eyes, how can they measure everything in it?I climbed to Huading and brushed the clouds and mist, how many strange peaks are there?Wan Yulin is hidden in the huge valley, and the arsenal is filled with swords and spears.It is like a wise man who hides his secrets deeply, and like a lady who avoids slander and jealousy.Secretly hide from the world and do not seek knowledge, humble yourself and respect others and show off your shame.Who doesn't know the wonders of Jiuhua, and the wonders of the wonders are unknown.I want to search and find out, the secrets are probably private.Untie the poetry bag and tidy it up, revealing the unevenness of the cone.Li Bai has always been good at inscribing poems, but he is also scribbled on this mountain.I once saw Wang Wei painting Wangchuan, and An Dequ came to brush the slender onyx? Under the two peaks of Erjia, there is no view of the two peaks.Such as in the capsule of the cone, it is hidden deep and does not stand out.Shengde's heart becomes more humble, and there are many screens of people.Looking at Shuangfeng leisurely, you can think deeply. Fang Zi Huafeng, He Lao looked at Hua even more.The mountain monk told the story and asked me to go to his house.Since it is said that the tour has arrived, I know that the hope will improve.Just like after being drunk, tea is needed to sober up. Gold does not spread the ground, pouring sand and flowing springs.The pool is long and the mirror is opened, and the pool is divided or cast lotus.Xingyun is the heavy rain, helping the world to make a good year.Even if there is a greedy husband, the breeze is natural. Last night, I stayed at the top of Yueming Peak, and there was a faint sound of thunder at the foot of the mountain; but Xiao Lai asked the people down the mountain that the wind and rain swept through the mao house in the middle of the night. The wild human beings are the masters of the green hills, and the scenery is quite selective.The rock is near the foot of the sun and half of the stream is cloudy, and there is a village of rain under the mountain. The water in the Tianchi Lake is almost without an owner, and the monsters of the wood charm and mountain compete to steal it; they openly steal the clouds on the top of the mountain, and go to the world to make wind and rain. The old man lay high on the Manjusri Terrace, hitting the blue sky with his stick at night; the stars were scattered all over the plain, and the mountain monks came with all their Buddhist lamps. Who will open the chaos?It looks like a thousand years from Daozhou.It should be known that Tai Chi Yuan Wuji is not a bright mirror. Believe it is not a bright mirror stand, but you must know that the mirror is also dusty; everyone has a circle, don't sit on the futon. If you have been loyal to God in your life, you want to deceive others, are you willing to deceive yourself?The hair changes secretly from sorrow, and the world's emotions turn to smiles and dangers.The spring breeze returns to the dry grass, and the snow is still attached to the old branches.谢 is drunk on Fang Zun's resignation, and the agency has seen it through for a long time. Aishan looks at the mountain clear day by day, and suddenly it is self-evident in the mountain.The bird path is not as dangerous as it used to be, and Longtan is clearer than it used to be.Knowing people are far away from the empty cave, and the monk who knows the face comes anonymously.It doesn't mean that Zhongcheng likes to forget the world, and the future is turbulent and difficult. The mountain temple has been in the 19th autumn, and the old monks have lost the old monks.The curtain pines are all green and dry, and the waterfall water still hangs on the emerald wall.People living on cliffs think the caves are shallow, and the birds singing in spring streams feel the mountains are secluded.In the past few years, I have been looking for leisure, unlike Meng Langyou at that time. Jiuhuayuan is also a translation of the text, and it is wrong to blame the clouds on the top of the mountain.Cheng Xing is not willing to return to vulgar driving, and the original intention will eventually live up to Lingjun.The fragrance of Zizhi is warm in spring, and the green bamboo spring is even higher in the evening.Youmeng has been divided into dust and dust, and Qing Yuan just heard it in the middle of the month. When Hongzhi Renxu visited Jiuhua, it was cloudy and foggy, but there was nothing to see. It was the wind of Zhengde Gengchen's return to the tour, and the sun was clear and clear. In the past ten days when Jiuhua lived, the clouds and mists did not open at the end of the ten days.It's like entering a treasure trove at night, returning empty-handed without seeing.Whenever a good thing talks about a strange victory, it means to think about it and return it.Frequent years of expelling soldiers and revolutions, entering and leaving the bandits' bases to rush to the wind.I'm afraid that if you don't rest day and night, how can the mountains and rivers wander?It was a stroke of luck in the First Battle of Pohu, and Jiang Kuma stopped with Kai from afar.At that time, there was a lot of leisure for military affairs, and my horse was in trouble.All the students from the old tour also gathered together, so they put Tong Guan on Cuiwei.It was still dark and dark in the early morning, but I still doubted the meaning of the mountain.As soon as Jianyu entered Qingyang Realm, he suddenly opened Xiling in the daytime.Changfeng embraces wisdom and sweeps Fuyin, and the ninety-nine peaks wake up like a dream.Groups of mountains are eagerly competing to present their wonders, and their children and grandchildren bow down on the top of the moju.Now I just know Jiuhuamian, and I hate that there are no poems to pass on.Layers upon layers of pavilions are written unfinished, and thousands of hibiscus pump out jade wells.It is strange that good fortune also arranges, and the world's strange mountains are merged.Wear clothes and climb high to look at the eight wastelands, and see the sun and moonlight under the double que.The Yangtze River surrounds the foothills like a belt, and the five lakes and seven pools are all ponds.The floating fist stone on the Pengying sea can reach Hongkeliang with one foot.Immortals opened and closed for me, Luan and cranes soared one after another.From here to thank the world, fluttering and flicking sleeves Ling Cangcang. Flowers are located on Yantou at the end of the day, but I don't know where is my home.Listen quietly to the birds moving to the trees, and watch the forest bees scatter in the Yamen at noon.The sound of the Cuibi spring pierces through the chaotic rocks, and the cloud shadow of the Bitan pool penetrates the clear sand.It's really hard for an idiot to do business, but I have to believe that my life has its own limit. one of Fengshan is not comfortable, and the setting sun moves the boat even more.The edge of the Xia Temple is the creek path, and the cloud forest has a stone spring.The bell first crosses the ridge, and the moonlight has already floated across the river.I will stay in the rock house tonight, and the cold light will not wait. second The basket collects herbs and returns with flowers.All the students wear Lian Fangdu at night, and the wild old Chunxia adorns the robes.Wind singing does not need to be on Yishui, Bishan and bright moon are more radiant. Chun Qi withered day by day, and Zou Lu passed away.Confucianism in the world advocates conjecture, and the cause of foolish blindness remains.In the evening, I am drowned, and I can't help me.Abandon it into the haze, Gaoli Yunfeng layer.Open the grass next to the tiger's den, and build a house next to the rock monk.How can it be said that things are noble?There is nothing to hate.A good bird seeks its mate, chirping in the forest; but I am in an empty valley, how can I have no good friends?Fluttering two or three sons, spring clothes come and go; singing to see the true nature, carefree and unfeeling.Everyone encourages the sacred ambition, and don't be haunted by dust! Where is the bird in the deep forest?I had no intention of being idle.Shun is also with trees and stones, but the drunkard is only in the mountains and forests.There is understanding in the exhibition of the clear window, but there is no shame in inscribing poems on the cliff.Gu Wei followed his second and third sons, but forgot to return them when they traveled with the elk. Don't blame rock monks, wood and stone dwellings, how many people are like us?Working day and night outside the body and mind, plagiarizing the rest of the teeth and cheeks.The vulgar learning is not enough to deceive the old monk, the past sages take the good and Tao Yu.What have you been doing all these years?On this day, the Sri Lankan people also started to give. That is to say, the flowers grow and fly, and the sky sighs in front of the flowers.Laughing at myself, I have spent half my life wandering, who is not old and begs to return home?The head of the river drums and the spring waves turn, and the flags outside the clouds flash and fall.Envy kills the elk companions in the mountains, it is hard to buy a lotus clothes with a thousand gold. Tired birds are throwing branches and flying randomly, and the darkness in the forest is gradually fading.The spring mountain is sitting alone at dusk, and the wanderer is returning to the end of the world.The wet clouds in the ancient cave contain the rain, and the bright moon in the Bixi makes it clear.Peach Blossom doesn't care about human affairs, she only laughs at the mountain people who haven't brushed off their clothes. Zhongcheng was puzzled by his official business, and looked around the mountain to find the temple.He still guards the salary for his wife and children, and has not been retired from office so far.Blooming came twice in March, but the door of the monk Tienke was not opened.The mountain spirits seem to dislike the driving of vulgar people, and the stream wind blocks the way and blows people back.Don't you see that rich and noble people are like drinking wine, bending their waists to untie their beards and beards?It's okay to be comfortable in the mountains and rivers, how can I have a false name! When Jiahu gets the pearl, Zangzhu dissects it; if the pearl is not there, this body is gone.How stupid Jia Hu is to despise oneself and value foreign objects!Please don't laugh at Jia Huyu, you are now on the way of fame and fortune; you can't get riches and honors, and you are tired of hard work.All day long, I am worried about reputation and reputation, and I am on guard all night to guard against difficulties.I only get five liters of rice a day, and half a grade is still willing to be punished by the nine clans.Xu Mi has no regrets one after another, please don't laugh at Jia Huyu! Don't you see that the chickens are laid down, and the crowd is pecked and crowed?The rice sorghum has become full of fat and gradually fattened, and the feathers have fallen off to fill the kitchen.Didn't you see the crane in the cage, with its wings folded and its head down?Once the cage is opened and enters the stratus clouds, it will fly thousands of miles from Liao Kuo.The landscape of life must be serious, and Hu is entangled in profit and fortune?The tall chariots and four horses are all shackled, and the Yuntai Ling Pavilion is full of dust.The barbarians hate floating rivers, so why escape to the seashore by boat?Shunshui Longshan gave the old house, and let the public be the uncle of Yanxia.Fuyi planned to chase the public back, sweeping the peak and stone first for me. Parallel Zhengde Gengchen, August 28th, lying in a small pavilion, suddenly dreamed that the loyal minister of Jin Dynasty Guo Jingchun showed him in a poem, and spoke of Wang Dao's treachery, saying that people in the world only know Wang Dun's rebellion, but they don't know Wang Dao is actually the master of Yin. .His words are too long to be recorded.Jue Er wrote the poems he showed on the wall, and rewritten them as poems to record his brief.Sigh!It's been a few years since Jingchun, if there is real evil, deep grievances and deep grievances, but there is no violence, it would be better to have thousands of years of resentment! Lying in a small pavilion on an autumn night, dreaming about the Canghai seaside.The gods of the sea cannot be reached, and the gold and silver palaces are high and rugged.There is a fairy hibiscus scarf in it, who cares about me like a lifelong relative; Xinran talked about the smoke, and said his name was Guo Jingchun.Hand in hand to express our heartfelt sorrow, it is difficult to express our righteous indignation and gratitude.Grinding his teeth, he especially resented Dao Wang deeply, and raped the old and cunning elder deeply.Back then, Wang Dun coveted the artifact, which led to the fact that the yin master was destined to meet each other.Otherwise, if you ask three questions and don't answer three times, Hu Ren envoy Dun to kill Boren?If you want to pull out your true tongue when sending a book, don't conspire with each other, dare you!Dun's illness is gone, and he is crying and blamed and sold Dun again.If everything is successful, we will share the nobleness of the emperor, and if everything fails, we will be Gu Mingchen.It can also be seen indistinctly, and the history of the world has been covered up and distorted.Sleeve out a long novel and read it again and again, and feel that every word can be a book gentleman.Open the window and try to read "History of Jin Dynasty". There are quite reasons for the middle deeds.For those who think of the scenery purely and righteously, the world has moved to more than a thousand springs; if it is not sincere and fruitful, how can I still be angry today!If you can't do it, you will use a divination to warn you, but you will die in frustration.Life and death are not easy, who can regard death as light dust?Zhu Wei's first few Bing Yidao, many things are not worth talking about.Taking righteousness into Renzhong Jin's family, Long Pang Gong Sheng's heart can be lunatic.There are many times when right and wrong are reversed in ancient times, and Jing Chun will finally see the truth!Riding on the wind and riding on the Qi, you can travel to eight Yin.The grass and trees of Peterton, the stinking dung and rotten soil, are the same as sinking! I used to understand the Tao of "Yi", so I know the future.At that time, people didn't know me, so they passed on the skill of delay.Yisi Wang's mentor, the artifact has been coveted for a long time.Is it not enough to thank you?Bo Ren saw the bottom line.Therefore, the servants of Dun are disregarding the scriptures and the righteousness of the earth.Otherwise, if the whole family did not live up to their trust, how could they bear to die!When I was here, I knew that I had a share, and I cut firewood in Japan and China.My death is so sad, my life is good!Nine days alone caress and cry, and the princes of the Jin Dynasty are also ashamed.Looking up at the mountains and rivers, you can only sigh, and join hands to climb the pavilion and shed tears.Wang Dao is really a traitor, which has not been discussed for thousands of years.Occasionally, I feel that the gentleman talks about it, and emphasizes the photo record.Knowing that haste is unwritten, from now on we should play with each other frequently.If it is my praise, it will last forever and ever. Guo Jingchun, a loyal minister of the Right Jin Dynasty, wrote a self-reported poem, which was given to those who got it in a dream, and it came out because of the appearance. There is a stone man on the top of the rock, and it is rugged for me.Fifty taels of worn-out shoes, and forty catties of old clothes.Heavy responsibilities and far-reaching fragrance and imagery, meal cream sits on the body of snow vajra.The night is cold with two tigers and warm feet, and the bald dragon comes to stay with you after the rain.Holding a stubborn brick in your hand, the mirror is not yet lighted, and the plum blossoms flowing from the bottom of your tongue are not yet ripe.At night, I picked up Yuhan Mountain, and the green bamboos and yellow flowers are so good to see together.Come to ask me about the method of peace of mind, and also explain the peace of mind and Ru'an. Nuwa smelts stones to mend the leakage of the sky, and Xuanji walks around day and night.Since falling into the Yuheng star, there have been seven political fans.The armillary sphere is just trying to figure it out day and night, so what's the point of respecting and teaching people?Yuheng fell into this lake, who is the mandator in front of him! The two sons of Zou and Chen are both good at traveling, and they will stay for ten days when they go to Tongtian.Waiting to come back for a long time, I also take advantage of the fun to chat and find seclusion.The sun rises on the Yanfei, and the clouds and air float, and Er Zixi's hair climbs to the head of the rock.Gu Zhuan began to hear people's voices, and the Cangbi was far away and long Lin Qiu.I also forget to sit down suddenly, life must be rested and rested.Caizhi is about Yangming foot, and the white head has no shame and Huang Qichou. Consult Lizhou County, drive tired wind and dust.Famous mountains take advantage of leisure time, and forests and ravines linger.The edge of the marble is the path, and the summer wood is deep.When I looked up at the poor and the haze, I saw the halls and halls opened, the clothes were passed down from Xizhu, and the materials of Tang and Song Dynasties were constructed.The wind and pine stream is rushing, and the turbulent sound is mourning in the empty mountains.Miaoxiang Yinxuan cave, the monk's house hangs over the cliff.Pulling Yiyan dragon elephant, Zhi descended to the weft step.Feiquan drains the sinus, and the curved threshold connects the clouds.The relics of my coming are buried in many victories.The Western religion was popular and spread throughout Zhonggai.How to make the king polarized makes us guess?The fortune of stripping Yang is not extinguished, and the business is dying.Sad eyes matter, don't lose the cup during your lifetime.The haze has its own nature, and the landscape begs for its return.The rugged sheep intestines slope, the wheels are almost overturned.Xiaosan is accompanied by elk, and Jiangu will eventually chase after him.Tianyue returns to Zhendan, and the silent speech is noisy.The joy of making sounds of nature, silk and bamboo thank you for your obscenity.Eternal self-consonance, how can the times be together!Cherish the second and third sons, and I will come here by chance.And stay from the old man in the mountain, don't be urged by the servant.There is a misty moon on the east peak, and the night scene is lingering. For more than forty years I have been sleeping in a dream, but now my eyes are dim when I wake up.I don't know that the day has passed Ting noon, so I get up and hit the dawn bell on the tall building. Getting up to the tall building to hit the dawn bell, Shang Duo was drowsy and dazed.Even if you wake up at dusk, you will be deaf if you don't believe it. After the chaos in the barren village, the farming cattle disappeared, and the city came to see the cattle in spring.The family business survives the love in the countryside, and the wind and dust are fortunate to be retired.If Bude is ashamed of the season, I will worry about writing poems and writing poems.In order to report that Hu Chu must be far away, the frontier will be stationed in Nanzhou temporarily. Entering the valley in the early morning to Xiezhuo, traversing the green clouds and creeping purple clouds.Changheyuan is drawn from two swords, and the Milky Way is really divided from nine heavens.It is not a leisure time to drive this day, and I also persuaded myself to dream back then.It is decided that he will be dismissed from office to stay here, and he will not teach Lin He to change his writing. Deng Xiaoguci Lu Liangbiyun Looking at the Baier Peak in the southeast, there is a real dragon on the Xiaogu River.Climbing the dragon, I want to take the wind to go, and the sky is peerless. The clear moon shines even brighter in the dew-cold sky, and you can see the wanderer soaking in his clothes.Inspiring years, the heart is empty, and the eyes are full of wars and things are getting worse.Fang Shuo had no intention of gold and horses at all, but Ban Chao only hoped that Yumen would return.The white head should lean against the tree in front of the court, blame me for returning to the autumn and breaking the law. The moonlight in Jiangtian comes from Qingqiu, regardless of the sorrows in the world.谩 imitates Cuihua spinning to the North Pole, and is pitying the white hair leaning against the South Tower.The wolf feng is absolutely cold and enters for the first time, and the crane complains about the empty mountain and the night does not rest.Don't pay attention to the three men and despise one day, the false name is really floating. Yiyi window and moonlit night are still here, but the faint nostalgia has not returned.Su Wei also knows that she is not complacent, and her white hair is helpless because of pro-failure.Takeshita Zeng Qiuzhong back then, when will Huaqian grow older?I will be begging for the bones today, and I will look forward to the three platforms at midnight. The moonlight on the high platform is fresh and clear, and the floating sand in Jipu is far away from the trees.The guest has long wanted to lose the hope of the country and the country, and listened to the sound of drums and drums for the rest of the chaos.The water in Hunan moves millet frequently, and the wind and smoke in the north moraine will stop the levy.Rubbing hands and not giving up helping drowning and suffering, the white-headed party is eager to rely on Lu's love. The whole world sleeps soundly, but who even wakes up alone?He couldn't cry out, and stared in surprise.On the contrary, it is said that those who wake up are crazy, and they fight around the door.Zhusi dropped out of Jinduo, and Lianluo made a small voice.Whoever sings the tormented drum, all who hear it will faint.Do you want to laugh at me?Running around all the time?Why should you hear this drum, Kai Ertian is smart! The wind and snow towers are colder at night, and the mountains and rivers are full of colors when dawn comes.Don't play Yangchun tunes when singing, and there is no smoke in several houses. On the first day, the snow on the lake has not yet melted, and the savage villages are closed.Anjuxin is a sign of a good year, and it is a word for farmers who love farmers. The Jijing Dynasty is more beautiful, and the rivers and mountains are thousands of miles long.The sun is still shining on the eaves of the thatched cottage, it should be that the border area is even colder. The dharma image is lost in the dark, and even the wind and snow make up the face.Who will turn the world into pearls and jade?It is good to gather rice salt with poor families. one of This mountain is worthy of refuge, and it should be a small MSI.The universe is different in the cave, and the sun and the moon are bright in the pot.The heart of the Tao is empty and self-alarming, and the dusty dream is difficult to wake up.Fang Qiao comes from this, and nothingness is separated by nine seas. second The Qingxi River twists and turns in the forest, and I believe that the road to Taoyuan is not deep.In the evening, the trees are full of smoke, and the mountain pavilion is quiet.The ancient pine thunderstorm and the stone altar are cloudy.The remaining fire of the pill furnace flies away the residual medicine, and the fairy music floats in the air to send the final sound.Once the talents of Mo Daoshan arrive, the traces of the millennium will be rediscovered here. third The setting sun sets on the Qingjiang River, and I look at the pavilion in the evening.It is said that Yuzhen is even more amazing, and Zhangkou is not far from stopping the boat.Jianyu took the path along the village, and his mind was at first relieved.If the mountains are faint, they will sleep in the clouds, and the moonlight and wind springs in the sparse forests.The dream soul suddenly came to the real world, invaded the dawn and escaped to the cave.Dongtian is not the world, and Yu is not the world; I once sent a trace of it back then, and it suddenly returned for three thousand springs.The rocks on the top of the rock are all peeled off, and the pines and cypresses are planted with withered dragon scales.The thirty-six peaks remain the same as before, and the valleys gradually change into new streams.The wind of fairy music in the air blows off and turns into drums and horns to startle the wind and dust.The world has been bleak for a long time, why should I return my truth after sweeping it away?All the living beings from my walks frightened me and said, I'm afraid it's the mountain god who asked me.Don't you see that Guang Chengzi, lying high in the cave, has lived forever for 18,000 years; the same is true of Yangming Daoist. When I was fifty, I suddenly felt my hair change.Forty-nine years have passed, and the childlike innocence remains alone.The sophistication of the world gradually changes, and you don't get discouraged when you encounter obstacles.Whenever something pleasant happens, retreat and think about humiliation.Wouldn't it be quick to see things if you don't want to do holy work?But in my sangzi's arms, the old man waits by the door! Those who know do not confuse benevolence and do not worry, Jun Hu, Qi Qi and eyebrows are both worried?Believe in what you walk, you will be frank, and the judgment of the sky is not human conspiracy.If you use it, you can go and give up and then rest, this body is a mighty floating boat.Husband smashes the world, how can he be bound like a poor prisoner!Pearls of a thousand pieces of gold play birds, why bother digging the earth with bracelets?Don't you see that the old man in the house guards against the tiger, and the tiger enters the house at night and holds its head?The children of the Xi family don't know tigers, and driving tigers with poles is like driving cattle.The idiot punishes the choke and abandons food, the fool fears drowning and throws himself first.Life is up to fate, worrying about slander and avoiding destruction is just chirping! Worked by Masanori Xinsi Year Returning to Echigo Returning from a hundred battles with white hair and new hair, Qingshan has been an idler ever since.Feng Zan still recalled rushing to the barbarian formation, Yun Qi hesitated to see Lu Chen.The island is vast and the sea is at dusk, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom in Wuling Spring.Now I believe in the Jue of Returning Dan, but I laugh at the fact that I didn't know it back then. Go back and rest, go back and rest, a thousand sables will not exchange a sheep fur.Qingshan treats my growth as the master, and the white hair follows him.Planting fruit and transferring flowers is a new business, and lush forests and bamboos are old fashioned.Passionate loves Cangzhou companion the most, calling each other every day to manage fishing boats. Take care of the river boats to travel in the summer heat, and the words of your heart will be clearer overnight.We must seek life and death from the root, and don't argue with the tributaries.Kunai Shiru conjectures that he is competing to search for human relationships outside of physics.Can conscience be arranged?This thing is made from Huncheng. After 20 years of travel and dust, the desire to climb high has completely weakened.Occasionally Huai Sheng will come by spring, and good friends will come from afar.It also refers to Songluo looking for the old hermit, clearing away the clouds and rocks and cutting Artemisia Lai.Do you know where later?Never tire of persuading wine glasses before flowers. Every day, the spring mountain never tires of searching, and the wild feelings are originally from laziness towards the hairpin.Several thatched huts are quiet in the mountains and villages, and the Taohuaxi River between the banks is deep.The fragrance of grass on the stone road follows the deer, and the moon at the cave gate listens to the singing of the ape.Sitting in the meditation hall for a long time, the chime is cleared, but the mountain monk also has a heart when he laughs. Lili Xishan remembers the old traces, and the monks live in Cuiweizhong.Ping boats once floated in peach blossoms, and the heart of the branch road was covered with grass and trees.The sound of birds in Taniguchi is also logging, and the fireworks in Shimen come out of deep pine trees.Over the past few years, all the good things have declined, but the popularity of Youtan is still strong. A rainy autumn cools into the night, and the lone moon by the pool doubles the spirit.Diving fish underwater to pass on heart formulas, birds perched on branches tell the truth.It doesn't mean that secrets are not desires, but all things are my body.There are many discussions about etiquette and music for no reason, who will sweep away the dust with Qingtian? Autumn comes and Wanmu sends out the sound of the sky, and the zither is played back to the qin day and night.The absolute tune goes back to follow the flowing water far away, and the lingering sound is fine and light in the evening clouds.Washing one's heart has been empty for thousands of years, who can tell 90% by listening to one's ears?The disciples sent the wind to pass the rhythm, and the earth's earthenware pots and fowls were thundering. Clouds are broken, the sun is half sunny and cloudy, where is the phoenix singing in Gaowu?Xinghan floats into the dream first, and there is no need to be alarmed by the waves of the sea and sky.Lujiao has become a very classic place, and the meat is better than the crown.Try a song to the Canglang song, Weiyun is not the sound of "Jiu Shao". Everyone of Yao and Shun can learn from each other, so is it nonsense for the words of the ancient sages?You are so far today, and I was also a fan of the old days.All the reasons come to me, and the "Six Classics" are just steps.There is only leisurely wind and moon in the mountains, when will the boat cross the river? Singing with all living beings at Tianquan Bridge The mid-autumn moon is clear for thousands of miles, and clouds and mists suddenly appear in the four mountains.After a while, the turbid fog dissipated with the wind, and the sky was still blue and the moon was bright.I am willing to believe that my confidant is not ignorant, how can I be stunned from other things!The old man sang wildly tonight, turning into Juntian Mantaiqing. Mid-Autumn Festival is everywhere, the moon is bright, I don't know where there are also heroes?Xu Lian has studied for thousands of years, don't let a man live his life!Zhu Zhonghui's influence is still doubted, and he is ashamed to be Zheng Kangcheng.In the sonorous spring breeze, although it is a little bit crazy, it makes me fall in love. The spring garden is full of flowers and trees, and the fallen leaves are sparse in high autumn.The heavens and towers contain weather, and the moon and stars fight to avoid the brilliance.When you are free, your heart is like empty water, and when you are quiet, you can see the hidden secrets.In the deep courtyard there is a lonely group of people moving, and the lonely birds and magpies fly around the branches. Sitting alone in the autumn garden and the moon is shining, where is the world more idle?Go with the high song and the cool breeze, and the quiet meaning follows the flowing water to spring.A thousand sages have no intention of external tactics, and the "Six Classics" must be dusted in the mirror.But pity disturbs Zhou Gong's dream, which is not as good as the poor alleys. Qian Weng, Dehong's father.Three-year-old double-blind, good at ancient and erudite, capable of poetry and prose. A fisherman sings: "Fishing is not based on the eyes but on the heart. Fishing is deeper than the heart. The whales in the northern sea are very small, and the six fishes in one move are not enough to catch." "How can I be a fisher?" I will use the Dao as a net, Conscience as a guideline, Supreme Harmony as a bait, Heaven and Earth as a boat, Clean without intention, Scatter without direction. It is said that there is nothing to gain, and nothing to forget.” I used to follow the wind from the furnace, and descended to Nanbaierfeng for several days.Even if the victory is many diseases, the Youhuai is still the same as the old friend.The shadow of flags and flags move the stars to the north, and the sound of drums and horns echoes to the east of Canghai.The sophistication of the world is uncertain, and it will be released back to Peng by the moon and the stream. The Taoist is not addicted to mountaineering, and at dusk he still thinks about the clouds.Walking alone at the bottom of the rock and nesting in the tiger's lair, the top of the peak whistling and chaotic apes.When the moon rises in Qingxi, I search for the temple, and return to the night gate of the corner of the city.It's ridiculous that Zhonglang has no interest, so he stays alone in the Songyuan to sit in the evening. Jun's house is only in Haixikuma, and the cold wave returns every day.Don't send a flat boat into a long farewell, the autumn moon on the furnace peak looks forward to your arrival. In the early winter, the wind is fine, and the staff climbs to Cuiwei.Since the detainment of eunuchs, it has been against the valley for a long time.It has been twenty-seven years, and now I will come back again.Looking for the way along the stream, all the past is cherished.The risk is still repeated, and the rise lies in the knowledge of my decline.At the top of the peak in the middle of the afternoon, I can't look back; good friends also come occasionally, and they linger on the way home.The setting sun flies and the bi