那幽幽山谷里的草香木香花香,伴着知了的啼鸣,何等地令人留恋。更有清清山泉,竹舍掩映,一派田园风光。我常常坐在树下,守着小溪,寻我独自的人生梦。艺事于此时或已忘却,然而那万物的灵气无不予我以纯净的滋养。眼前花开花落,玉蝶翻飞,尽化做一片圆融、祥和。记得有人说过... That faint valley of grass fragrant wood fragrant flowers, accompanied by the crowing, how nostalgia. More Qingquan spring, bamboo shed set off, one pastoral scenery. I often sit under the tree, guarding the stream, looking for my own life dream. Art at this time or forgotten, however, that the aura of all things to my pure nourishment. Blossom in front of flowers, butterflies fluttering, do make a harmony, harmony. I remember someone said ...