1. Grass and trees have no intention of doing so. They will flourish and wither at their own pace.

2. The trees on the horizon are like shepherd's purses, and the flat islands on the river are like the moon.

3. Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.

4. How can we treat silence? Return to the sky. I want to find fragrant grass, but I regret not meeting my old friend.

5. Only by looking at the lotus flower can you know that your mind is not contaminated.

6. When I sleep in spring, I don’t realize the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.

Well, gray hair makes you grow old, and green hair makes you die at the end of the year.

8. The wind rustles the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shines on a lonely boat.

9. Because of the many mountains and rivers, I often go boating.

10. If a child’s face can stay, why not be drunk in the clouds?

Meng Haoran (real name Meng Haoran, 689 AD - 740 AD), courtesy name Haoran, nicknamed Mengshan, was born in Xiangyang, Xiangzhou (now Xiangyang, Hubei), known as Meng Xiangyang in the world, and was a landscape pastoral poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. , and Wang Wei were collectively called "Wang Meng".