A poem describing seclusion

2024-09-20 19:56

The life of seclusion was usually poor and leisurely. Here are a few poems describing seclusion: [1. Qingping Diao: One.]-Li Qingzhao: The mountain is not high, but there are immortals; the water is not deep, but there are dragons. This is a shabby house, but my virtue is fragrant. Moss marks on the steps green grass color into the curtain green. When we talk and laugh, there are great scholars who come and go, but there are no white men. You can play the piano and read the golden scriptures. There is no chaos of music and bamboo, no toil of documents. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang, Ziyun Pavilion in West Shu. Confucius said,"What is so ugly?" 2 "Climbing High"-Du Fu: The wind is fierce, the sky is high, the ape screams, the white birds fly back to the clear sand of the island. Endless trees fall and the endless Yangtze River rolls down. I'm always a guest in autumn, sad for thousands of miles. I've been sick for a hundred years, and I'm alone on the stage. I'm in trouble, bitter resentment, frosty hair, downcast hair, I've just stopped drinking. 3 "Mountain Journey"-Du Mu: Far up the stone path of Hanshan, there is a family in the place where the white clouds grow. Stop and sit in love with the maple forest. The evening frost leaves are redder than the flowers in February. 4."Nightly Moored at Niuzhu and Recalling the Ancient Times"-Yang Wanli: Niuzhu Xijiang night sky without a cloud. I boarded the boat and looked at the autumn moon, but I still thought of General Xie. I can also sing high praises of these people. Tomorrow I'll hang my sail and leave, listening to the sound of sprinkling stones. These poems described the poor lives of hermits and their leisure in the mountains and rivers. Although living in seclusion seemed lonely, it was also full of tranquility and beauty.