Stop Cloud Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

It was overcast and rainy in spring.

He raised his eyes and looked around blankly. The road blocked the water.

Dong Xuan was sitting alone, having a glass of spring wine.

Distant friends and good friends, long-awaited heart failure.

The second time the air clouds gathered, the spring rain was like clouds and mist.

He raised his eyes and looked at his loss. The water stopped him.

Fortunately, there is new wine at home, and it is comforting to drink it.

Missing friends far away is hard to meet when traveling.

The trees in Dongsan Garden are luxuriant in foliage and flowers.

Spring and spring flowers take on a new look, and I have a clear look.

I usually hear people say that when the sun and the moon shuttle.

A good friend had a long talk with him, and he lived a long life.

Four birds spread their wings slightly and landed on the top of the tree in front of my yard.

Convergence of the relaxed state of wings, sweet and smooth voice communication.

There is no other company in the world, and it is hard to lose feelings with you.

I miss my friends, my friends, but I can't see them.