Chapter 22 Letters: Letters between Yamanaka and Pei Xiucai

Near the twelfth lunar month, the prosperity is smooth, so the mountain is special to pass.Warm the meridians under the feet, and don't dare to bother each other.Then he went to the mountains, rested in the monastery, and left after dinner with the mountain monks.Crossing Xuanba in the north, the clear moon reflects Guo.Climbing Huazigang at night, the water in the rim is full of ripples, and it goes up and down with the moon.The cold mountain is far away from the fire, and the light is extinguished outside the forest.The cold dog in the deep alley barks like a leopard.The night pounding in the village market is alternated with complex and sparse bells.Sitting alone at this time, the boy servant was silent.Thinking more about the past, writing poems hand in hand, walking along the narrow path, Linqing Liuye.In the middle of spring, the grass and trees are spreading, and the spring mountains are expected.The light minnow comes out of the water, and the white gull corrects its wings.Lushi Qinggao, Mailong Chaoyu.It's not far away, if you can swim from me!How can you invite someone with a clear and ingenious secret?However, there is deep interest in it, and there is no suddenness.People go because they carry yellow tillers.Not one.Wang Weibai is a native of the mountains.