Casually flipped out another paragraph of Jin Xukai's text, deeply sympathetic. Since the purchase of the Shengshi Elevator reservation, the company was forced to shut down and let itself appear in debt. In order to pay off the debt, I can only live in the Burrow, and reading Jin Xukai's "In the Burrow" is also a lot wider. After all, I'm in a much better position than he is now.
Carefully tasted, this is an essay that I don't know when he wrote it, I don't know if it is a poem, but it is also quite literary. I don't know poetry, but I feel that he has a good foundation in writing. Now publish it to everyone, share it, and friends who have common encounters can comment on it. Thank you!
"In the Dark Room"
Jin Xukai
Even in the Dark Room, you can still find the beauty of life. For, in my heart, there is my own heaven and earth:
Residence does not have to be luxurious,
Shelter is already;
Food does not have to be cherished,
Wrapping the belly is already there.
Plunder a city bustling,
Dai Yue returned home.
Take a basin of water,
Wash away the fatigue.
Frogs rise and fall,
The breeze is blowing.
Holding the pot and looking at the moon,
Lips and teeth are fragrant
Alone with the column
Overlooking the lights.
Out of the city
Into the countryside.
Pitching up to heaven and earth,
God crosses the clouds.
Shaped as a burrow,
The heart thinks it's heaven.
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