Idleness
The sun is beautiful and the land is golden, and the East Jun opens the new spring
When you forget the camp, you are fit to be with yourself
Contentment is not humiliating, and it is hard to be clumsy
Si Gui Gui is suitable, and the folk song is morning and evening
Although there is a lack of Chen Qingcai, He is often a wise man
The Heavenly Lord has come to raise it, and the Lord of Man will not want to hear it
The wood opens three paths, and the turbid wine is against the neighbors
Pitching through the heavens and the earth, Yi Si connects the ancient and modern
The south chases the bamboo forest wind, and the north step builds an anchen
Playing the piano and singing Kangya, fu poetry YongZi Wei
The hidden scales guard the homeland, and the wings perch on Deng Lin
Idle learning Zou Yanshu, often blowing the earth spring