Reading poetry can make people forget their worries, accept the purification of the soul in the artistic conception, and life can be so beautiful. The world is troubled, and when you look at it, you are indifferent. Let go of the soul and soar freely in the sky,
Reading poetry, such as drinking clear tea, feeling the serenity of the years in the fragrance, feeling the lonely wind and flowers blooming brilliantly.
Today, monk Wang recommends a special set of poems, the author lives in seclusion in the mountains, farms to see the clouds, raises flowers to the moon, and finds aesthetic poetry in ordinary life.
The southern country is multi-talented, the characters write the soul, this group of poems is beautiful and flowing, making people forget the vulgar at first sight.
Why don't you stop to see the flowers blossom and fall, and enjoy the spring breeze?
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: the aesthetic poet Yu Changxiao
About the Author:
Yu Changxiao, a native of Xiangxi. Sex is idyllic, living in the mountains and countryside, ploughing the fields and enjoying themselves. Love landscape, good at taking pictures, happy Hanfu, do not seek to reach, but seek peace of mind.
Wang Monk's General Comments:
Fu Que Que is true and does not live up to the weight of the pillars; Zhilan Xinfang, who does not admire the dignity of the temple, is not a person who escapes evilly, but only gai special. Guarding the heart and being wild, lying down and living a day, sitting in the shadows to maintain oneself, mao qing lian and forgetting the world, lingering in the landscape, sending love to the smoke, is it not a hidden pleasure? Zi Yue: Rich and noble are like floating clouds to me, high and good, without any discomfort, forgetting gains and losses, only peace is a blessing. The transcendent, the magnificent nourishment, the hidden distance of the rivers and lakes, the watch of the dust, the light world, the fine things, and the beauty of the hills and valleys, the clarity of the song, the writing of the heart with the pen, the greeting of the wind, and the good of the good.
△ Wang Monk on Poetry: Why Do Hermits Make People Fascinated?
My friends long whistle, Xiangxi's hermit also, Su Xin holds the white of frost, the shadow shines on the vastness of the sky and the sea, the learning is not called a teacher, the finger of the text, leisurely swimming between the mountains and rivers, wandering under the high forest, the first sight of the smoke cloud bamboo tree, the sail sand bird, everything can be admired, the song can be screamed, all of them are written as poems, and they are suddenly written. Therefore, he either has the idea of dashing out of the dust, or the thought of rushing to the void and tranquility, the words are clear and exquisite, and the fate is high and the heart is exquisite. Reading his works, such as bathing in the breeze, such as admiring ink, its love and scenery, enough to make people full of ice and snow, transcendent and forgetful.
Where dust is dusty, mundane things are disturbed, reading it is like drinking tea, making people forget their worries; leisurely fascinated, and the beauty of the sense of life, its IELTS brush, in the impetuous moment, is particularly rare. Whoever is in The World, whoops, whoops, who is in the midst of the world, who is in the midst of those who have died with the vicissitudes, who is in The Lord? At this point, I can't help but sigh.
△ Yu Changxiao's selected poems: A mountain man lies in the evening and is cool
Previous: Five masterpieces
01. Gangchon
Jiangqing gull heron white, warm willow silk green.
The boat is moored in the reed bushes, and the angler is sleeping soundly.
Comments: The first link color is harmonious, the details of the knot are dyed, and the leisure is leisurely.
02. Mountain dwelling is a matter
On the top of the red sun forest, the clear spring comes out.
The mountain man idly swept the garden, and the bamboo and wild smoke overflowed.
Comments: The combination of movement and static, picturesque depiction, and peace of mind.
03.Early Summer
The willow river surface is comfortable, and the lotus leaf bow is stacked.
A barefoot idiot, greedy cat fluttering butterflies.
Comments: "惬", "Stack", refining words, turning details, interesting.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: cat fluttering butterfly
04. Winter Night
The tanuki is crouched, and the plum calyx is facing the wind.
When the wild old man woke up drunk, yingying had a round of moon.
Comments: The last sentence is very good, "Yingying" tastes enough, and one or two paving is also effective.
05. See
The naughty boy propped up the dinghy and looked into the lotus pond.
Steal the lotus to go, and taste the reed flowers deeply.
Comments: Childlike, it doesn't feel like Guan'er to read.
06. Village residence
The new hedge is covered with wildflowers, and the yellow finches peck at mulberry hemp.
There is no idleness in the heart, and the clay stove is boiling tea.
Comments: The village is idle, the sentence is revealed, "wildflower" and "clay stove", real.
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: boil tea for friends
07. Spring Court
The wind is clear and the birds are real, and the rain is green and adds traces.
Want to idle in the clouds, the mountain man covers the door during the day.
Comments: The transfer is unreasonable and wonderful. "True" is also good.
08. Village night
The remnants of the sun did not go to the west mountain, and the silk was dyed with blue sky.
The breeze returns to the willows, and the cooking smoke on the farmhouse.
Comments: The evening scenery is picturesque, and you can meditate by reading carefully.
09. Pastoral return
To the evening cowbell crisp, floral fragrance to dye the clothes.
When the breeze blows the sleeves, the bright moon returns one by one.
Comments: Listening to taste and touching are written enough, and "one by one" has a charm.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: Mu Gui
10. Drunken mountain
Pity the spring flowers under the drunken, sleep day to the west.
Wine wakes up a thousand mountains, and the forest is leaking the moon.
Comments: Straight down, but there is charm, quiet and distant.
11. Creek Pavilion
The moon moves and the flowers move, and the wind is light and the water is cold.
Whoever pities the night and sits on the beach of wild creek.
Comments: Lonely and clear, the next pen is light, and the writing is emotional.
12. Pool after rain
The springs are green and the birds are branched.
The wind is tender and muddy, and you sit leisurely in the small pool.
Comments: Qinke is tender and moist, and the next word is thin. Leisurely.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: lotus
13. Spectator
Astringent inter-branch play, follow the group point moss.
Children do not frighten away, ren pecked at the small garden plum.
Comments: Benevolent feelings, there is Xin Jiaxuan "West Wind Pear Jujube Mountain Garden, children steal a long pole." Mo sent the others away in shock, and the old man sat idly by and watched the smell. "Astringent language" seems to be considerable.
14. Dawn
The sound of the warblers is still astringent, and the weeping willows are cold smoke.
Reflecting the water Xia, the red fish playing with the white lotus.
Comments: The morning warbler cries with "astringent", quasi. The color of the last sentence is also bright.
15. Summer
Hot and hot days, qushui bamboo forest edge.
When there is a breeze, listen to the cicada pillow stone sleep.
Comments: Idleness.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: summer
16. Summer nights
The crescent moon is far away, and the creek is cool at night.
Lotus fragrant on both sides of the river, fireworks starlight.
Comments: The writing is picturesque, and the words are also accurate.
17. Night Pan
Lotus incense strikes the wind, and herons stay in the flowers.
Xingdou Jiang is immersed in the heart, and the river is suspected.
Comments: Three or four portrayals are wonderful, as in the present.
18. Ask a friend
The moon is like a night of water, and the bamboo wine is newly sold.
Cool by the pool, can you come to gossip?
Comments: Same machine as Lotte Bai. One writes winter, one writes summer, each has its own interest.
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: drinking and playing the piano
19. Late autumn
The clouds and mountains are crossed by geese, and the wild water reflects the oblique light.
Where the smoke is cooked, the farmer returns by the moon.
Comments: The scenery is fine and the writing is leisurely.
20.Noyuki
Su Lian's cliffs are pouring, and the pines are floating in the mountains.
The mountain is at the end of the road, sitting and watching the wild clouds flow.
Comments: "Float, flow", wonderful.
21. Wild steps
The empty mountain is slightly rainy, and the dew is wet and slippery.
The cold branches of the network and the wind are alone in the moon.
Comments: Slightly bleak, quiet and leisurely in loneliness.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: nocturnal walking
22. Send a friend
Send the king back to Chu, and drink everything.
Looking back at the autumn wind, the light boat smoke and water fans.
Comments: The scenery is vast and infinite.
23. Keli
Twilight of the world, the wind alone.
The lone crow screamed tightly, and the cold moon soaked the cold of the river.
Comments: Three or four are particularly wonderful, "tight" and "soaked", and cut down.
24. Drunkard
Between the mountains and rivers, it is suspected that it is an old immortal.
Drunk and lazy, go back to sleep leisurely.
Comments: "Lazy return" is the most god of coats.
△ Wang monk recommended good poems: old monks ginseng Zen
25. Mountain Temple
Flowers fly in the pool, and birds smoke purple.
The ancient temple cang matsushita, an old monk of Zen.
Comments: The last sentence is frozen, and it is enough not to write freehand.
Next: Seven Masterpieces
26. Early spring
The grass is green and fresh, and the flowers bloom a little to annoy the wind.
The weeping niece asked, Swallow is not returned to this dynasty?
Comments: The transfer is interesting. The paving is also fine.
27. Xueji
One night the wind blows a thousand miles white, and the chickens chirp deep in the alley.
The village man laughed and went with the naughty boy, and the wilderness leisurely released the sleigh.
Comments: The village is a scene, and there are distant gods in detail.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: Huai Yuan
28. Revisiting The Huai people of Tanzhou
Looking back at the ends of the world, I remember the parting of ten years ago.
In the past, the snow was like a flower, and now it is like snow alone.
Comments: The contrast between three and four is wonderful, and the size of the thousands of miles is tasted.
29. Spring is the time
Weaving rain and oblique wind through the bamboo gate, pear blossoms like snow falling.
Children do not understand weng's interest, sweep away the spring garden and the clouds.
Comments: "Cloud" is wonderful. Puzzled and swept away, thinking interesting.
30. Spring Night
The grass revlon, a frog sound intermittent wind.
It is a good spring color in the night garden, and it is quietly sitting in front of the flowers in the middle of the moon.
Comments: There is a "Four Spirit Sect" of the Qing Spirit Idle Relic.
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: Spring Night
31. Exploring Spring
Overnight the spring breeze grass is new, the clouds are deep and the wet birds are pure.
Xun Fang is not as early as the Tian family, and has already worked on the peach blossom wild waterfront.
Comments: Mo Daojun travels early, and there are more early pedestrians. "Pure" is good, "karma" can be considered.
32. Mountain walk
The wind is clear and the sun is warm, and the trail is convinced of walking.
At this point, the dust heart was suddenly clear, and the yellow warbler faintly sounded two or three times.
Comments: Turning the knot naturally, "Ming", "suddenly" is also good. From the scene into the love.
33. Idleness
The clouds are thick and cloudy, and the sunset is shining in the pavilion.
The chess strike ghost roared away, and the spring mountain fell all the way to the red.
Comments: Free. Scenery is delicious.
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: free
34. Late Spring
The sound of cuckoos is broken, and wild trees are filled with smoke.
The courtyard is quiet and guestless, and the wind looks at the falling flowers alone.
Comments: Very little. It's delicious.
36. Pass the old house
The grass on the wall is covered, and the deserted garden is long standing with a slanted back.
In the past, emotions were nowhere to be found, and the wind swayed and the willows flew.
Comments: Scenario blending. "Emotions" seem to be discretionary.
36. Qingming
A placket of wine stains the spring garden, the wind blows the poplar flowers fluttering bamboo rafters.
This year Qingming is still a guest, and The branch Du Yu can listen.
Comments: The words are fine and steady. Turns powerfully and naturally.
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: homesickness
37. Summer Twilight
Collect the remnants of the sun and scatter the sun, and the dark trees of the light mountains fall to the crows.
On a round of Qingyue Creek Pavilion, full of sleeves cool breeze to see the lotus flowers.
Comments: The writing is picturesque and the writing is leisurely.
38. Summer nights are the thing
The bright glow of the long moon is full of qutang, and the new lotus is ten miles of fragrance.
On the south bank of the wild bridge, there are reeds and flowers, and a mountain man lies in the evening cool.
Comments: The magic is in the restraint, especially the word "mountain people".
39. Discretion
The sound of frogs intermittently moon Juanjuan, the wind sends the fragrance to the wine.
No one is drunk alone at night, and the lotus flowers are in the shadow of the canopy boat.
Comments: Slightly lonely, light and mellow.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: rafting
40. Pan River
Lu hua sandwich shore heron mingzhou, ten miles of smoke waves let go of the boat.
Drunken lying in the heart of the river lazy to return, a river wind and moon to be harvested.
Comments: Bundle the wonderful sentences, there is a charm.
41. Chase the cool
Cool off the heat and look for the willow pond, the breeze blows the sleeves of the lotus flowers.
Lie idly in the shade and listen to the sound of frogs sending the sunset.
Comments: Picturesque, light and tasteful.
42. Wild old
The bamboo trees in the mountains and forests are knotted, and the cicadas and clouds are curled up by the water.
The good of the wild old man for the rest of his life, sunset red and the book at hand.
Comments: Well knotted. There is a great meaning of "mulberry elm is not late, and there is no dust in the bottom of the heart".
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: watching the sunset
43.Ta-chichi
The long forest knot house is babbling, and the sunrise is cultivated by the moon.
Laughing at the neighbor's good year, huang yun planted a mountain of autumn.
Comments: Rustic taste is strong. The knot is joyful, and the ratio is good.
44. Wood harvesting
Wild finches chirp and burn, and mountain ong picks up white clouds.
Lin Shenlu returned late, all the way to the loose wind and bright moon idle.
Comments: "Idle" under the word is appropriate, the image selection is accurate.
45. Fisherman
Do not remember the floating name, do not envy the official, the smoke wave deep in the fishing boat.
The fish seller returned drunk, lying down to watch the reeds and listen to the rain sleep.
Comments: Free and leisurely, the long whistle brother has the strength to do this.
△ Wang monk recommended good poetry: Fisherman
46. Idle drinking in the mountain village
Ten miles of clear streams of green smoke, a village of wheat waves counting cicadas.
Before the wind, the flowers must be drunk, lying down to watch the western mountains full of sky.
Comments: Idyllic.
47. Early autumn
The rain in the mountains hangs silver hooks, and the courtyard winds and summers.
Silent sitting in the canopy window unintentionally, flying fireflies dotted bamboo clouds.
Comments: The scene is delicate, faintly lonely and lonely. Scenery is delicious.
48. Autumn night in the mountains
The moon breeze is slightly cool, and the floating laurel tree reflects the spring.
Yamanaka did not ask about the red dust, and slept freely in the pine room.
Comments: Indifferent. The text is clear.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: acacia
49. Night Reading
Maozhai people are quiet to the dim light, intermittent insects chirping night air clear.
On the bright moon, a cluster of flowers and shadows crossed the window.
Comments: Leisurely and light, only those who read at night know its magic.
50. Guest Mid-Autumn Night
The stinging sound was mournful, and the cold invasion dream of the guests was not fulfilled.
I can't hear it in the few people who are sick, and the dark wind and rain are even worse.
Comments: The paving is lonely, and the scenery knot has a distant rhyme.
△ Wang monk recommended a good poem: Getaway