Douluo: The Lower Realm of the Children of the King of God and the Lord God

Chapter 65 Chu Ci

渔父

After Qu Yuan was released, he swam in the rivers and lakes and sang by the riverside. His appearance was haggard and his description was haggard.

When the fisherman saw it, he asked, "Isn't this the son of the Sanlu official? Why do you do this?"

Qu Yuan said: "The whole world is turbid and I alone am pure. Everyone is drunk and I alone am awake. This is how I see freedom."

The Fisherman said: "The sage is not stagnant in things, but can move with the world. The world is all muddy, why not clear the mud and make waves?"

Everyone is drunk, why not feed the bad and swallow the bad?Why do you think deeply and exalt yourself and let yourself go? "

Qu Yuan said: "I have heard that those who are newly bathed must flick their crowns, and those who are newly bathed must shake their clothes. How can one be able to examine the body and receive the warmth of things? I would rather go to the Xiang River and be buried in the belly of a river fish. .

How can it be covered with the dust of the world with its bright whiteness? "

The fisherman smiled and went away, singing: "The water in Canglang is clear, and I can wash my tassel; the water in Canglang is turbid, and I can wash my feet." Then he left, leaving behind his sweet thoughts. .

The rest of the place is secluded and the sky will never be seen, and the road is dangerous and difficult.

The table is independent on the mountain, and the cloud is rong and below.

The night is dark, the day is dark, the east wind is blowing, and the gods are raining.

If you stay in spiritual cultivation, you will forget to return home. When the age is over, who will be the most beautiful one?

The three beautiful things are collected in the mountains, and the rocks are covered with vines and vines.

Blaming the son, I am disappointed and forget to return, and the king thinks about me, and I will not be idle.

People in the mountains are fragrant and duruo, drinking stone springs and shady pines and cypresses.

You think of me, but you are suspicious.

Thunder fills the rain, and squid chirps and barks at night.

cricket

Crickets are in the hall, and the years are getting better and better.

I am not happy now, the sun and the moon will take care of me.

If you don't have a good life, you will think about your job and your home.

There is no waste of happiness, and the good man is Qu Qu.

Crickets are in the hall, and the years pass by.

I am not happy now, because the sun and the moon are passing by.

If you don't have a great fortune, think about other things.

There is no shortage of happiness, but good men are in trouble.

The crickets are in the hall, and the chariots are resting.

I am not happy now, and the sun and the moon are miserable.

If you don't have a great fortune, you should think about your worries.

There is no waste of happiness, and a good man will rest.

Shan Youshu

There is a pivot in the mountain and an elm in the sky.

If you have clothes, you can't drag them with you.

I have chariots and horses, and they are not driven at all.

Even if he is dead, others will be happy.

There are castanopsis in the mountains and thorns in the hills.

The son has a court, and there is no way to spread it.

There are bells and drums, but there are no drums and no tests.

Even if he dies, others will protect him.

The mountains are lacquered and the earth is covered with chestnuts.

If you have wine and food, why don't you play drums and harp in the sun?

And with joy, and with eternal sunshine.

Just as he was dead, others entered the house.

(End of this chapter)