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The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Ask the pedestrians about the road ahead, only hate Kaibei for the morning light is hazy, and the sky is not bright. When I finally saw the door of my humble house, I rushed forward happily.

The servants greeted happily, and the children waited at the door. The path in the courtyard was overgrown with wild grass, and the pines and chrysanthemums were still the same; Took the toddlers into the house and had a good drink.

In Tao Yuanming's "Words of Return", the two sentences "The boat is far away with lightness, and the wind flutters and blows clothes" is not only a scene, but also lyrical.

These two lines of poetry write that the boat is sailing smoothly, as light as flying, and the wind blows the clothes, and the happiness of the mood is also in it. The boat is far away: the boat floats gently on the water.

Remote, swaying look. to, while. Fluttering, flying, describing the brisk appearance of the ship.

The wind is light and fluttering, blowing up the clothes, and it also shows the joy of the light source of things on the way home.

The poet writes about the scenery that makes people feel happy and forgets to return, showing a beautiful realm that is diametrically opposed to the turbid situation. There is affection in the scene, and the scene is blended.

Returning to the remarks.

"The boat is far away with a light flight, the wind flutters and blows the clothes", writing that the boat is smooth and brisk, as light as flying, and the happiness of the mood is also in it.

The boat is far away with a light flutter, and the wind is fluttering and blowing clothes. Ask the husband the way forward, hate the morning light. These four lines are written by the poet's imagination of the joy of returning by land and water, day and night.

The light of the boat, the blowing of the wind, the relief of the abandoned officials. The morning light is faint, and if you can't see the road, you will see the return home like an arrow. This is a rush out of the cage to freedom.

Even Lu Xing asked the pedestrian, that little thing was really gratifying.

Original text (excerpt):

Returning to the Beginning and Coming (Excerpt) Wei and Jin: Tao Yuanming.

Returning, the countryside will not return? Both self-conscious and self-serving, melancholy and sad? Realize that the past is not admonished, and those who know the future can be traced.

It's not far away, and I feel that today is but yesterday is not. The boat is far away with a light flutter, and the wind is fluttering and blowing clothes. Ask the husband the way forward, hate the morning light.

Interpretation: Go home! The countryside is about to be barren, so why not go back?

Since his soul is enslaved by the body, why is he so frustrated and sad alone? Recognize that the mistakes of the past are irreparable, and know that there is still time to remedy the future. Indeed, it is not far from going astray, and I have realized that what I am doing now is right and what I have done in the past is wrong.

The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Ask pedestrians about the road ahead, but unfortunately it is too slow to dawn.

used the technique of duality to express the author's relaxation and joy, Su Dongpo's Chibi Fu, a long time ago.

Returning to the Beginning and Sayings.

Author] Tao Yuanming [Dynasty] Wei and Jin.

Translation comparison. The rest of the family is poor, and the cultivation is not enough for self-sufficiency. The naïve room, the bottle has no storage corn, and the raw materials are not seen. The relatives persuaded the rest to be the chief officials, and they had a way to get rid of their hearts and ask for it.

There will be things in the four directions, the princes will be virtuous with love, and the uncles will be poor and poor, so they will be used for Xiaoyi. At that time, the turmoil was not quiet, and he was worried about the distant service, Peng Ze went home for a hundred miles, and the benefits of the public land were enough for wine. So I asked for it.

and a few days, there is a feeling of return. How? The qualitative nature is natural, not the result of exaggeration.

Although hunger and cold, he is sick against himself. Try to follow the personnel, all of them are self-serving. So he was generous and deeply ashamed of his life's ambition.

If you still look forward to it, you will pass away. Xun Cheng's sister was mourned in Wuchang, and her love was in Junben, so she was exempted from her post. Mid-autumn to winter, more than 80 days in the official.

Because things are going well, the fate is called "Return". Otomi years old November also.

Returning, the countryside will not return? Both self-conscious and self-serving, melancholy and sad? Realize that the past is not admonished, and those who know the future can be traced.

It's not far away, and I feel that today is but yesterday is not. The boat is far away with a light flutter, and the wind is fluttering and blowing clothes. Ask the husband the way forward, hate the morning light.

It is Zhan Hengyu, and he is happy. The servants are welcomed, and the children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists.

Bring the child into the room, and there is a bottle of wine. Introduce the pot to drink yourself, and the court is pleasant. Leaning on the south window to be proud, judging the ease of the knee.

The garden is involved in the fun, although the door is set up and often closed. Help the old to rest, and look at it from time to time. The clouds have no intention of going out, and the birds are tired of flying and know how to return.

Jing Puff to enter, stroking the lonely pine and coiling.

When you return, please take a break from traveling. The world is contrary to me, and I am begging for words? Joy relatives' words, music and piano books to dispel worries.

The peasants told Yu Yichun that there would be something to do in the west. Or a life towel car, or a lonely boat. It is not only slender to find a ravine, but also rugged and through the hills.

Mu Xinxin is proud, and the spring trickles and flows. When all things are good, I feel that my life is resting.

That's it! When will it be in the form of a universe? Do you want to stay?

What do you want? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown is unexpected. Huai Liangchen is lonely or planting a cane.

Dengdong Gao is a poem with Shu Xiao and a clear stream. Talk about multiplication to the end, Lefu's destiny is doubtful!

It expresses the author's spiritual sentiment of being clean and self-conscious, and creating a tranquil, comfortable, and natural artistic conception by describing specific scenes and activities, which entrusts his life ideals.

The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Ask pedestrians about the road ahead, only to hate the morning light is hazy and the sky is not bright. When I finally saw my humble door, I rushed forward with joy.

The servants greeted happily, and the children waited at the door. The path in the courtyard was overgrown with ruined grass, and the pines and chrysanthemums were still the same; I took the children into the house, and the wine was already full. I picked up the old wine jug and poured myself a drink, and watched the garden trees make me happy; Leaning on the south window to express my pride in the world, (more) I feel that this small place is easy to make me feel at ease.

The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Ask pedestrians about the road ahead, only to hate that the morning light is hazy and the sky is not bright. When I finally saw my humble door, I rushed forward with joy.

The servants greeted happily, and the children waited at the door. The path in the courtyard was overgrown with wild grass, and the pines and chrysanthemums were still the same; I took the children into the house, and the wine was already full. I took the jug and poured myself a drink, and admired the garden trees that made me happy; Leaning on the south window to express my pride in the world, (more) I feel that this small place is easy to make me feel at ease.

The door of the garden is often closed, and it is interesting to walk in the garden every day (alone); Walking around on crutches and resting, always looking up at the distance. The white clouds naturally float out of the caves, and the weary birds know how to fly back to their nests; The sun was dim and about to set, I couldn't bear to leave, my hand caressed the lone pine and looked into the distance.

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The night is dark, and the moon hangs in the sky. Warm a pot of light wine and chant a song. On the light boat, go alone, under the bright moon, the breeze blows the clothes. I don't know, what is the destiny of heaven? No doubt! Destiny is unknown.

Blue sky, river bank. I wandered alone on the river tower, looking at the Bijiang River in the distance, thousands of sails have passed, after all, there is no one I will be waiting for, hehe, forget to forget the loss I have paid, forget to guess that it is just like the dull boat on this Bijiang gently rocking, the beauty chuckled, once it could only be the past. For spike fiber what?

I'm unwilling, unwilling to give in to fate, the wind is gently blowing my clothes at the moment, tired, tired, tears are silent, in this world, only this touch of whimsy is left.