In the first year of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, there was a man in Wuling County who made a living by fishing. One day, he rowed along the stream and forgot the distance. Suddenly I saw a peach blossom forest, which grows on both sides of the stream and stretches for hundreds of steps. There are no other trees in the middle. Flowers and plants are bright and beautiful, and flowers are falling. The fisherman was very surprised. Keep walking, want to go to the end of the peach blossom forest.
The peach blossom forest ended where the stream originated, and a mountain appeared. There is a small hole in the mountain, and there seems to be a light vaguely. The fisherman got off the boat and got in through the hole. At first, the hole was very narrow, and only one person could pass through. After dozens of steps, it suddenly became wide and bright. The land is flat and wide, the houses are clean and tidy, and there are fertile land, beautiful ponds, mulberry trees and bamboo. The paths in the field crisscross, and the crowing of chickens and dogs can be heard everywhere. People come and go in the fields, farming and working, and men and women dress like the world outside the Peach Blossom Garden. Both the old man and the children are at ease and happy.
When the villagers saw the fisherman, they were all very surprised and asked him where he came from. The fisherman answered (the villager) in detail, so he invited him to his home, set the wine, and killed the chicken as food for him. When people in the village heard about such a person, they all came to inquire about the news. According to themselves, their ancestors (in order to) avoid the war in Qin Dynasty, brought their wives, children and neighbors to this isolated place, and never went out from here again, so they stopped interacting with people outside the Peach Blossom Garden. (Villager) Ask (Fisherman) What dynasty is it now? I didn't know there was a Han Dynasty, let alone Wei and Jin Dynasties. The fisherman told them everything he heard in detail, and they all sighed. The rest invited the fisherman to their home, and all took out wine and rice to entertain him. After staying for a few days, the fisherman left. The villagers told him: "(The situation here) is not worth telling outside people!"
After the fisherman came out, he found his boat, went back along the old road and marked it everywhere. Back in the county, I went to visit the satrap and told him about it. The satrap immediately sent someone to follow him, looking for the marks he had made before, and finally lost his way (to the Peach Blossom Garden) and never found the original road again.
Liu Ziji, a native of Nanyang, is a hermit with noble thoughts. When he heard about it, he happily planned to go. Didn't come true, and soon died of illness. After that, I never asked for directions again.
Inscription in humble room
The mountain is not high, but the fairy is famous. The water is not deep, but it works for dragons. This is a humble house, but my character is noble (so I don't feel humble). The moss marks are green and grow to the steps; The grass is green and reflected in the bamboo curtain. All the people who come here to talk and laugh are knowledgeable scholars, but there are no people with shallow knowledge. You can play the unpretentious guqin, read Buddhist scriptures written in clay, disturb the eardrum without playing music, and make your body tired without reading official documents. There is Zhuge Liang Caotang in Nanyang and Yangzi Yunting in West Shu. Although they are simple, they are admired by people because the people who live in them are famous. Confucius said, "What is so simple?"
Ailian said.
There are many lovely grass flowers and wood flowers on water and land. Tao Yuanming only loves chrysanthemums in Jin Dynasty. People all over the world have loved peonies since the Tang Dynasty. I only like lotus flowers. It grows from the sludge, but it is not polluted. It was washed with clear water, but it didn't look attractive. Its stem runs through the middle, straight, fragrant, more fragrant and upright. You can watch from a distance, but you can't play lightly.
In my opinion, chrysanthemum is a hermit in flowers; Peony is a precious flower; Lotus is a gentleman among flowers. Alas! Tao Yuanming seldom heard of this hobby of chrysanthemum after that. Who else likes lotus like me? Of course, there are many people who like peony.
nuclear ship
In the Ming Dynasty, there was a very handy man named Wang Shuyuan, who could carve houses, utensils, figures, birds, animals, trees and stones from wood with a diameter of one inch. He didn't imitate the shapes of these things, didn't follow the original appearance of wood, and each one had its own shape. Wang Shuyuan once gave me a boat carved with peach stones. Originally carved is Su Dongpo's boat trip to Chibi.
The ship is more than eight minutes long from beginning to end, about two meters high. The high and open part in the middle is a hut covered with a canopy made of bamboo leaves. There is a small window next to it, four on the left, four on the right and eight on the left. Open the window, and the carved railings are opposite. Close the window, and see the inscription "The mountain is high and the moon is small, the truth is clear" on the right, and the inscription "The breeze is Xu Lai, the water is quiet" on the left. The inscription is drawn by azurite.
There are three people sitting in the bow. The man with a tall hat and many beards in the middle is Su Dongpo, with Fo Yin on his right and Lu Zhi on his left. Su Dongpo and Huang Lu Zhi look at a painting and calligraphy banner together. Su Dongpo's right hand holds the right end of the calligraphy and painting banner, and his left hand gently presses Lu Zhi's back. Lu Zhi left hand holding the end of the banner, right hand pointing to the calligraphy and painting banner, as if to say something. Su Dongpo showed his right foot, Huang Luzhi showed his left foot, each leaning slightly, and two knees close to each other were hidden in the folds under the banner of calligraphy and painting. Fo Yin is very much like Maitreya Buddha. He opened his heart, exposed his chest and looked up. His expression has nothing to do with Su Dongpo and Huang Luzhi. Fo Yin put his right knee flat, bent his right arm and supported it on the boat, and erected his left knee. His left arm leans against his left knee and hangs rosaries, which are clearly counted.
There is an oar at the stern. There is a boatman on the left and right sides of the paddle. The man on the right wears a cone-shaped bun, with his face up, his left hand leaning against a crossbar, and his right hand pulling the toes of his right limb, as if shouting. The boatman on the left holds a palm leaf fan in his right hand and touches the stove in his left hand. There is a pot on the stove. The man's eyes are looking at the tea stove with a calm look, as if listening to whether the tea is boiling.
The back of the ship is slightly flat and its name is engraved on it. Those words are "the apocalypse is in autumn, and the book of King Yushan has just been engraved". (handwriting) as small as a mosquito's foot, with clear hook, clear picture and black color. There is also a seal engraved with the words "Chu Pingshan people" and the color is red.
A total of five people were carved on a boat; Eight window carvings; A awning carved with leaves, paddles and stoves; Carve with a teapot, carve calligraphy and painting banners, and carve rosary; Couplets, titles and seal scripts are engraved with 34 words * * *. But counting its length, it's less than an inch. It was originally carved from a long and narrow peach stone. Gee, the technique is really clever and wonderful.
A trip to the Avenue-{Book of Rites}
Those who practice the Tao, the world belongs to the people, select talented people (to serve all), and (all) stress honesty and advocate harmony. Therefore, people not only care about their parents, but also give their children to them. Let the elderly serve the society all their lives, middle-aged people can grow up smoothly, and the elderly without wives, husbands, children who lost their fathers in childhood, elderly people without children and disabled people can be supported. Men should have jobs and women should get married in time. People hate the phenomenon that property is abandoned on the ground (for collection), not for their own enjoyment; I hate the behavior of refusing to try my best in the same job and always not working for self-interest. In this way, no one will conspire, no one will steal property and make trouble, and (every household) will not have to close the door. This is the so-called "Datong" society.
Thank you for writing a book.
The beauty of mountains and rivers has been admired by people since ancient times. Towering peaks soar into the sky, clear streams are crystal clear, and colorful stone walls on both sides complement each other. Lush Woods, green bamboo forests and evergreen seasons. When the night fog was about to dissipate in the morning, there were songs of apes and birds. At sunset in the evening, the fish swimming in the water scrambled to jump out of the water. This is really a fairyland on earth! In Lingyun, Kasper? in the Southern Dynasties, no one has been able to enjoy this wonderful scenery.
Night tour of Chengtian Temple
On the evening of1October 12, 2006, Yuanfeng. When I undressed and wanted to sleep, the moonlight shone through the window, and I got up and walked happily. Thinking that no one was playing, I went to Chengtian Temple to find Zhang Huaimin. Zhang Huaimin didn't sleep either. We walked in the yard.
The moonlight in the yard is as clear and transparent as a pool of clear water, and the algae and weeds in the water are criss-crossed, all of which are the shadows of bamboo and cypress.
Where there is no moonlight, where there are no bamboos and cypresses, there are no idle people like me.
Tidal bore watching
The high tide of this river is the most spectacular in the world. Every year from August 16 to August 18, the tide is the largest. When the tide appears from the distant Haikou, it is like a white silver line. After a while, it slowly approached. White waves are like castles made of white jade and mountains made of white snow. The waves seem to fall from the sky and make a loud noise, just like deafening thunder. The waves are rough, as if engulfing the blue sky and washing the sunshine, which is very magnificent. Yang Chengzhai once said in a poem: "The sea rises and becomes a silver city; The Qiantang River is horizontal, and the tide rises from the white jade belt. " Just like this.
The chief executive of Lin 'an Prefecture goes to Zhejiang to inspect the water army outside the hospital every year. Hundreds of huge warships lined up on both sides of the river, all of which galloped forward for a while and separated for a while; After a while, they gathered in five formations. Some people rode horses to play flags, javelin and broadsword on the water, just like walking on the flat ground. Suddenly, there was yellow smoke everywhere, and no one could be seen at all. The sound of blasting in the water vibrated like a mountain collapse. After a while, the smoke dispersed, the water waves were calm, and the ship could not be seen. Only the warships that acted as enemy warships in the exercise were destroyed by the fire and sank to the bottom of the sea with the water waves.
There are hundreds of swimmers in Zhejiang. Everyone has long hair, tattoos and ten long colorful flags in his hand. Everyone bravely raced against the current, stepped on the waves in the extremely high waves, and their bodies flickered and changed their postures. However, the tail of the national flag is not wet at all, in order to show off their talent. Rich people and distinguished officials compete to present silver silk. Between the north and south of the river bank for more than ten miles, there are spectators dressed in gorgeous ornaments, and there are too many cars and horses, blocking the road. The food and drinks sold are twice as expensive as usual. The tents rented by tourists are very crowded, even if there is no place to put them.
Looking at the snow in the middle of the lake
In December of the fifth year of Chongzhen, I was in Hangzhou West Lake. After three days of heavy snow, there were no tourists in the lake, and even birds could not be heard. It's just dawn I rowed a boat, wore a fur coat and brought a stove, went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake and enjoyed the snow scene alone. The trees are glittering and translucent, and the white air is filled. The sky, clouds, mountains and water are white. The shadow that can be seen on the lake is only a faint trace of the long embankment of the West Lake. The pavilion in the middle of the lake is a dot in the white, and my boat is like a blade of grass floating in the lake. The people on board are like two or three small mustard seeds, that's all.
On the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there are already two people sitting opposite each other with felt mats. A little servant is cooking a wine stove, and the wine on the stove is boiling. When the two men saw me, they were very surprised and said, "How can there be such a spoony person enjoying the snow in the lake!" " "Pull me to drink together. After drinking three large glasses, I managed to say goodbye. Ask their names. It turns out that Jinling people are all visiting here. When I got on my own boat, the man who took the helm for me muttered, "Don't say Mr. Wang is stupid, there are others as stupid as you." "
Shihao official
At night, I stayed in Shihao Village, and the police came to arrest people at night. The old man fled over the wall, and the old woman went out to watch.
How fierce the officers shouted and how painful the old woman cried! I heard the old woman go up and tell the officers that she wanted to recruit three sons to guard Yecheng.
One son replied that two sons had just been killed. The living can only live one day at a time, and the dead are finished forever!
There are no other men in the family, only the grandson who is still nursing. Because there is a grandson, his mother has never left, and there are no complete clothes in and out.
Old woman, although I am weak, please let me go back to the barracks with you tonight and join the army in Henan as soon as possible to prepare breakfast for joining the army tomorrow.
It's late at night, and the sound is gone, as if I vaguely heard the old woman crying. It's dawn and I'm on my way. I can only say goodbye to the old man.
Ps: I hope the landlord can adopt it. Thank you. ~