there's a feeling of snow in the dusk outside, what about a cup of wine inside??

. I came to the church to swallow, and I was close to the gull in the water.

. There are several houses near the mountain and the water, and one plow plows half a hectare of land.

. Three meals are served with simple tea, which is sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening.

. The huts disappear at will, and the mountain roads are rugged with few guests.

. I'm glad that the green hills are faint, but I'm happy that the green waters are surging.

. Ask Yu what he wants to live in the blue mountains, and laugh without answering.

. I saw the nameless grass by the river and listened to the noise of birds at dusk.

. Fishing in the green bay in spring, and apricot blossoms in spring.

. Several huts have low eaves. The wind is also tight, and the rain is also tight.

. Fishing by the river at leisure and tapping the piano at leisure.

. However, with an old friend offering rice, what else can I ask for?

. The old wife draws paper as a chess game, and the young child knocks the needle as a hook.

. Da Er hoes the east of Douxi, while Zhong Er is weaving a chicken coop. The most favorite is the youngest son, he is lying in the grass in the grass, stripping the freshly picked lotus.

. The pool is clear, the water is shallow, and the lotus moves to know the fish.

. The eaves are low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. The Wu place that is drunk is drunk, sounds gentle and beautiful, whose home is the old man with white hair?

. It is also said today, and it is also said in ancient times. It is not a fairy, but also like a fairy.

. who knows the taste of getting drunk?

. Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly disappear, and there is another world.

. Spring flowers bloom early, but the branches in Xia Chan are noisy. Yellow leaves are fluttering in autumn.

. I searched for him in my dream, but suddenly I looked back, but the man was in the dim light.

. The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet.

a poem describing the enjoyment of family happiness-Jiangcun

Author: Du Fu (Tang)

Qingjiang River is a song that embraces the flow of the village, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet.

Go to the church and visit the swallow, and make a blind date with the gull in the water.

The old wife draws paper as a chess game, and the young child knocks the needle as a hook.

medicine is the only thing needed for many diseases, and what else can you ask for?

a poem describing the enjoyment of family happiness-a question and answer in the mountains by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty

Ask Yu what he means to live in the blue mountains, and laugh without answering his heart.

peach blossoms and flowing water are gone, and there is another world.