Approach tao Yuanming

Who created the peach blossom source of the illusory beauty, who yearns for a leisurely pastoral life, who creates the precedent of pastoral poetry, and who does not bend for five buckets of rice, and who has a high wind and bright festival in his life. He is "Mr. Wuliu" Tao Yuanming.

Tao Yuanming is an unfathomable hermit. His retreat was not like the Bo Yi and Shu Qi of the past. Bo Yi and Shu Qi did not return to the Zhou Dynasty, lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and eventually starved to death. Tao Yuanming did not imitate Bo Yi and Shu Qi, even if the future was dark and dangerous, he still had to say bitterly and happily, without fear of the magnates, "I don't want to go to that little man for the sake of these five buckets of rice officials!" "He has a bold and informal nature, and he is like an ordinary farmer, going fishing today and growing wheat tomorrow." He loved nature, and sometimes he would suddenly appear in the fields of rolling wheat and golden flakes, where he would study the crops carefully; sometimes he would appear in the noisy little pavilion of the people, holding wine glasses, and drinking happily there; sometimes he would find a wooden table, spread out a blank piece of paper, and take a wolf brush, where he would write like a flying pen and chant poetry. Tao Yuanming is like a god in the sky, with uncertain whereabouts and leisurely self-reliance.

Tao Yuanming is a full of economy and talent, and his most representative pastoral poems are very charming, enthusiastically singing pastoral life. In the famous "Return to the Garden and Rural Residence", he wrote the official field as a "dust net", compared himself in the official field to a "bird" and a "pond fish", and compared the countryside to a "cage", shouting back to "nature". The poem "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the South Mountain" shows a beautiful picture, Tao Yuanming is picking chrysanthemums under the fence, and suddenly he looks up and sees the rolling mountains and lush forests in the distance. Suddenly, he may be full of pride, can't help but be happy and comfortable, maybe he wants to laugh out loud, and anyone seems to feel his broad mind and what a leisurely life from his cheerful laughter!

What a free man! Carefree under hardship, awe-inspiring justice under oppression. Approaching him, I walked into a world of freedom. There, we can spread the wings of our thoughts and draw our own beautiful arc between heaven and earth. (BaiyiShu first)