The slow life you yearn for has long been written in poetry by the ancients

"In the past, the sun has become slow, the car, the horse, and the mail are all slow."

The fast-paced modern society has made "slow" a luxury.

And when we sigh, the ancients have long lived an enviable slow life.

This slow life is not doing nothing,

But with the flowers and birds of heaven and earth as neighbors,

Make friends with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting,

Look at all things, look at yourself.

"Plain and calm is true", may your life be as elegant, comfortable and calm as the ancients.

Drink

A pot of wine between flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and face the shadow into three people.

– Li Bai, "Drinking Alone under the Moon"

The two drank the blossoming mountain flowers,

Cup after cup.

– Li Bai, "Drinking with Youren in the Mountains"

Green ant new grain wine, red mud small stove.

If you come late, you want snow, can you drink a cup?

– Bai Juyi, "Ask Liu Nineteen"

Birds and flowers, about two or three confidants drink a few cups, leisurely stroll, see the clouds roll cloud Shu, flowers bloom and fall, what a pleasant thing.

tea

Lay people don’t come to the mountains and birds scatter,

Call Tong to draw water to make new tea.

– "Lu Yu Cooking Tea"　

It’s nice to have tea in the rain,

When the cauldron soup first boils, friends come.

– Wen Zhengming’s "Tea Tasting Map"

What’s the matter with the length of the day, the tea bowl is held by itself.

Under the south window, the breeze is full of temples.　

– Tang Yin, "Shi Ming Tu"

In April, the mountain family is busy everywhere,

The neighbor has the aroma of roasted tea.

The secluded man sits still and has nothing to do,

But summer is long in the mountains.

– Gao Jian, "Sitting and Sipping Tea Fragrance"

On a sunny morning, I strolled around, found a teahouse to sit down, made a cup of fragrant green tea, quietly admired the bustling pedestrians, completely relaxed my body and mind, and sat until noon…

read

Free door to the mountain road, deep willow reading hall.

Every day, the sun shines brightly on the clothes.

– Liu Wuxu’s "Missing Questions"

There is a good leisure for poems and books on the pillow,

The scenery in front of the door is beautiful.

– Li Qingzhao, "Spreading the Raccoon Creek Sand"

Scrolls are as affectionate as old friends,

Morning and evening bliss every blind date.　

Three thousand words straight before my eyes,

There is no dust at all.

– Yu Qian’s "Watching the Book"

Don’t waste time and don’t let the time go by,

Life is only good when reading.　

– Weng Sen’s "Four-Hour Reading Music · Spring"　

As time goes by, the years speak for themselves.

I read thousands of books in the morning and thousands of volumes in the evening,

All ancient and modern Chinese and foreign are in my heart.

Life is rendered in the ink and calligraphy, and this kind of carefree and comfortable time is as leisurely as the ancients living in seclusion, intoxicated.

Flower viewing

Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, I leisurely saw Nanshan.

– Tao Yuanming, "Drinking"

After the dusk of Dongli’s wine,

There is a dark fragrance on the sleeves.

– Li Qingzhao’s "Drunk Flower Yin"

The matriarch summons the silkworm to take a bath,

Looking at gardenias in the atrium.

– Wang Jian’s "Rain Over the Mountain Village"

Drunk and sitting only in front of flowers,

Sober and still come to sleep.

– Tang Yin’s "Peach Blossom Temple Song"

Slow down and listen to the sound of a flower blooming.

To see the merry buzzing of the bees on the flower;

Slow down and listen to the first bird call in the morning.

Go and see the first ray of morning glow rising.

In the slow time to feel these beauty, the soul quietly placed in it, self-cultivation in the heart of a period of poetry.

rafting

The boat passed away, and Jiang Hai sent him the rest of his life.

– Su Shi’s "Linjiang Immortal"

In the afternoon, I dream of the bottom of a boat,

The fragrance is full of smoke and water from the two lakes.

– Yang Wanli’s "Zhaojun Resentment"

The bamboo noises returned to the raccoon girl, and the lotus moved down the fishing boat.

– Wang Wei, "Autumn Sunset in the Mountain Residence"

The little baby supports the dinghy and steals the white lotus back. Unaware of the hidden traces, the duckweed drives together.

– Bai Juyi, "Ikegami"

After driving the light boat of a leaf’s life and crossing the "10,000 mountains", what is it?

Then it is a smooth river.

Slow down the speed of moving forward, shake the oar lightly, leisurely, and sing loudly, the scenery on both sides of the strait is actually so swaying.

fishing

Thousands of birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

On a lone boat, I catch the cold river snow alone.

– Liu Zongyuan, "Jiang Xue"

The young boy with the head of the canopy learns to weave,

Sitting on the side, the berry moss reflects itself. Passers-by beckoned from afar,

I was so scared that the fish should not respond to people.

– Hu Lingneng’s "Children’s Fishing"

Take a leisurely walk around the pool to watch the fish swim,

It is time for children to get a fishing boat.

– "Watching Fish" by Bai Juyi

As the saying goes, "Spring fishing beach, summer fishing pool, autumn fishing shade, winter fishing sun."

One pole, one scroll, one boat, one fisherman, one hook.

It is even more enjoyable to immerse oneself in nature and achieve the state of forgetting things and self.

meditate

When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.

– Wang Wei’s "Birdsong Jian"

Ambiguous distant village, according to the smoke in the market.

– Tao Yuanming’s "Return to Garden and Field"

The birds fly high, and the lonely clouds go to idle alone.

We can’t get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain.

– "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain" by Li Bai

Contemplation is a period of aimless time, the best time to free yourself, and the best time to add value.

The beauty of life can be experienced quietly when alone.

feast

A small stove in a deep chamber,

Rice fragrant fish cooked near the Chinese kitchen.

The savage loves to be still and still goes to bed late,

Ask yourself if Dusk is willing to go.

– Yuan Zhen’s "Because of the Eleven Houses of the King"

First visit to Tang’an rice barley,

The cooking does not reduce the carving of Hu Mei.

As big as Gorgon and as white as jade,

Slippery spoons of incense fill the house.

– Lu You’s "Coix"

The Yangtze River surrounds Guo and knows the beauty of fish,

Good bamboo even the mountains feel the fragrance of bamboo shoots.

– Su Shi’s "First Arrival in Huangzhou"

Night rain cut spring chives, new cooking room yellow sorghum.

– Du Fu’s "Gift to the Eight Sects of Wei"

The fat perch is crispy and the soup is beautiful,

Buckwheat cooked oil new cake fragrance.

– Lu You’s "Early Winter Quatrains"

Delicious food has the power to comfort people.

Stir-frying is the warming of emotions, sweet and sour is the honey in emotions, and the feeling in the kitchen is love, which can make you face the difficulties of life with equanimity.

listen to the rain

The small building listens to the spring rain all night,

The Ming Dynasty sold apricot flowers in deep alleys.

– Lu You "Lin’an Spring Rain"

The spring tide brings rain and comes late,

No one can cross the wild boat.

– Wei Yingwu, "Chuzhou Xijian"

Autumn is cloudy and frost flies late,

Leave the dry lotus to listen to the rain.

– Li Shangyin, "Suluo’s Pavilion to Huai Cuiyong Cuigun"

I like listening to the rain, I like the moment when the raindrops fall, I integrate my happiness, sadness, sadness, miss, and all the unpleasantness into the rain…

visiting friends

Living idle and with few neighbors, the grass path enters the barren garden.

The bird sleeps in the tree by the pool, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon.

– Jia Dao’s "Titled Li Ning’s Secluded Residence"

The old man has chicken millet and invited me to the Tian family.

– Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Man’s Village"

Goodbye to you when you are old,

Pay off and patrol slowly.

– Shen Zhou’s "Beginning of Summer Day"

From now on, if you are free to ride the moon,

The cane knocks at the door all the time and night.

– Lu You, "Tour of Shanxi Village"

A true friend is a thousand sails over, constant waiting; true friendship is through the storm, eternal sincerity.

If I carry my old wine for many years, I hope you will still be an old friend.

play chess

In the season of yellow plum, it rains at home,

Frogs abound in the grassy pond.

I have an appointment to come to midnight,

I knocked on chess pieces and the lights fell.

– Zhao Shixiu, "A Guest"

The old wife draws paper for the chess game,

The boy hammered a needle to make a fishing hook.

– Du Fu, Jiangcun

The courtyard is still and the spring is deep and the day is deep, and the door is closed,

In the bamboo room, I watch visitors playing chess.

– Shao Yong, "Long Song of Guanqi"

Sometimes the enemy, the authorities to the deeper.

– Du Xunhe, "Guanqi"

Playing chess in leisure, between victory and defeat, it comes second.

A wonderful match, recuperating nature, tempering the mind, leisurely and comfortable, the next a real leisure, the next a real comfort, in order to taste the fun in it.

moon viewing

The moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown.

– Li Bai’s "Silent Night Thoughts"

And on the Dongting credit moon,

The boat will buy wine and white clouds.

– "Five Songs of You Dongting" by Li Bai

When will there be a bright moon, ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know the palace in the sky,

What year is it tonight?

– Su Shi’s "Water Tuning Song Head"

Slow down the pace of life, learn to appreciate, learn to be normal, stay for a while, read the bright moon, or leave a line of footsteps and look at the sky.

"The startled mountain birds rising in the moon above the Spring Mountain, the fragrance of the lotus in the summer night lingering, the chrysanthemum picking at the foot of the South Mountain in the autumn evening, listening to the sound of plum blossoms blooming in the winter night" are all wonderful things that can be obtained slowly.

Life is not about rushing, but about feeling the way.

Slow down, enjoy leisure, and return to life. Perhaps this is what Chinese people really look like.

The original title: The slow life you yearn for has long been written in poetry by the ancients

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