The east wind in towns and villages urges rain, and the sun and the moon are full of joy.
Chickens, ducks and pigs are full of circles, and cotton and linen are stacked.
There are many supermarkets and roads winding through the pond.
Taxation is a moral issue, and there will be no good days for a thousand years.
Minnong
Don Li Shen
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
Agricultural family
Don Young is in people.
In the middle of the night, Hu Er was ploughing, and the cows couldn't walk.
When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born.
Tour Lu Cun, Shanxi
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
2. A complete collection of ancient poems describing rural scenery.
1, "two quatrains"
Don du fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
2. Zhulou
Don
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Step 3 pass by the village of the old man
Tang Meng Hao ran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
4. A letter from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di.
Don
The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters are gurgling.
At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.
Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.
Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .
5. "Back to the Garden"
Song Tao Yuanming
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.
The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.
The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.
6. "Pastor's Speech"
Tang Libai
Jia Yi was demoted for three years in Wanli, Ban Chao.
How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water.
7. Chai Lu
Don
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
8. An autumn night in the mountains
Don
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
9. April in the country
Song Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
10, Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous
Fan Song Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.
1 1, visit Shanxi village
Song luyou
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
12, Autumn Rain Pastoral
Tang gengkun
The desert is covered with dark clouds and the drizzle is falling.
For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland.
When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook.
Turbulence flows through the nursery and rotten leaves hang all over the autumn branches.
New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning.
Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli.
Wu Xinyi 13
Don
The branches of the topmost hibiscus flowers are full of scarlet calyx in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall.
14, city
Don
The screen is on the water, and there are no mountains in the east.
The sun hides outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear.
The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people.
What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off.
15, back to Songshan
Don
The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.
I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.
In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.
16, "Brother Cui Puyang is heavy in season, and the front mountain is prosperous", and Shanxi went to Weimen.
Don
Good autumn, KuangJun idle pool.
I know the mountain in front of the door under the leisurely Xilin.
Across thousands of miles of the sky, several peaks emerged from the clouds.
17, Bird Watching Creek
Don
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
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Don
The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
19, pastoral works
Tang Meng Hao ran
Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood.
Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.
Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?
20. "From the Great Sage to the past, the deep forest and dense bamboo road winds for forty or fifty miles to the ox."
Don
The dangerous road turns into tens of thousands, and it will stop in three miles.
See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle.
Dripping rain, flowing stones.
The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain.
3. Poems describing rural life 1, "Two Poems by Peasants"-Li Shen in Tang Dynasty.
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?
At noon in midsummer, under the scorching sun, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?
2. Returning to the Garden —— Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse. Get up early to get rid of weeds, and go home with a hoe in the moonlight at night.
3. Mountain Farmhouse-Gu Kuang in Tang Dynasty
Banqiao people cross the spring, and Mao Yan crows at noon.
Chen Mo bakes tea with black smoke, but he likes to bask in the sun in the valley.
When I crossed the wooden bridge across the mountain stream, the sound of the gurgling spring accompanied me to the farmhouse. The sun shone high on the eaves of the thatched cottage, and the chickens cackled as if welcoming visitors. Shan Nong accompanied me to visit the roasted tea, and said with deep apologies, don't lightly blame cigarettes. When I went to the threshing floor, Shan Nong was very happy because it was sunny and could thresh.
4. April in the countryside-Weng Juan in the Song Dynasty
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight. The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.
5. "Farmers"-Yan in Tang Dynasty
In the middle of the night, the tiger took advantage of the small tillage, and the cow gradually could not walk.
When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born.
Call the children in the middle of the night and go to the fields to dig up the soil before dawn. The thin old cow dragged the plow in the field, and it dragged more and more slowly, so that it was almost too tired to drag the plow. Most people don't know the hardships of farmers, but they say that the rice and grains in the fields grow naturally.
4. The poem "April in the Country" describing the country
Weng Juan
Full of mountains and green, full of white rivers,
In the regular sound, the rain began to rain like smoke.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April.
Only when sericulture is planted in the field.
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A small river flows among the green hills.
Rhododendron sang happily in the drizzle and breeze.
How busy people are in the countryside in April.
I just finished raising silkworms and started farming again.
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This poem describes the scene of early summer in rural areas in the south of the Yangtze River in a simple way. The first two sentences focus on the scenery: green plains, Shirakawa, Zigui and misty rain, and a few strokes outline the unique scenery of the water town in early summer. The last two sentences are about people. The picture mainly highlights the image of farmers transplanting rice in paddy fields, thus setting off the tension and busyness of rural labor in April. Call before and answer after, interweaving into a colorful picture.
In April in the south of the Yangtze River, the hillside is green, Yuan Ye is green, and green trees, grass and seedlings are displayed in front of the poet, which is a world dominated by green. In the green Yuan Ye, rivers and canals crisscross, and the roads are full, flowing and white; Paddy fields filled with water are also white. Looking up, the green fields and the white water are all shrouded in faint smoke. Is that fog? A cigarette? No, it was a drizzle. From time to time, a few cuckoo calls came from the trees and the air. The first two sentences of the poem describe the scenery of Jiangnan in early summer, with broad vision and delicate brushwork; Bright colors and hazy artistic conception; Dynamic and static combination, vivid and colorful. "The rain is like smoke in the sound of the sub-gauge", and the drizzle like smoke seems to be summoned by the sub-gauge, which is particularly sense of realm.
"In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and only silkworms were planted in the fields." The last two sentences are about busy farming in early summer in Jiangnan. Mulberry picking, sericulture and transplanting are two major agricultural activities related to food and clothing. Now is the busy farming season, and every household is very busy. Don't take the last sentence of the poem too seriously, thinking that every family is the first to pick mulberry and feed silkworm, and some people transport seedlings and some transplant them; Some people put silkworms into the field first, some people put silkworms into the field first, some people are only busy with one of them, and many people have to do something else. "Planting fields only when raising silkworms" is just a simplification, which outlines the busy atmosphere of rural farmers in April. As for not directly saying that people are too busy, but that there are few idle people, it is deliberately euphemistic and soothing, in order to maintain a leisurely tolerance in people's busy tension, which is in harmony with the watercolor-style hazy colors described in the first two scenes.
5. Encyclopedia of Pastoral Poetry 100 Encyclopedia of Pastoral Poetry 1 There seems to be no one on Wangweikong Mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss. 2, "Bamboo House" Wei leans alone in the dense bamboo forest, I am playing the piano, I am humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. 3, "Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the foggy berth, at dusk, the memories of the old days began.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. 4, "Early Baidu City" Tang Libaichao resigned from Cai Yun, Bai Di, and returned to Jiangling a thousand miles a day.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills. 5. "My retreat in Zhongnanshan" Tang Wangwei My middle-aged heart found a way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain.
Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation. Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home. 6, "Mountain in Autumn Night" Tang Wang Wei stood in the autumn night after the rain.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
6. Encyclopedia of Pastoral Scenery and Ancient Poems 100 I. "Passing the Old People's Village"
Tang Meng Hao ran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
My old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to his hospitable farmhouse. Green Woods surround the village and green mountains span the city. Open the window to the grain field and vegetable garden and raise a glass to talk about crops. The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see chrysanthemums.
Second, "Bird Watching Creek"
Don
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
There is no sound, osmanthus is falling gently. Castle peak and clear forest are more empty. The bright moon rose, which alarmed several perched mountain birds. The crisp song echoed in the empty mountain stream for a long time.
Third, "quatrains"
Don du fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Two orioles sang softly among the green willows, and a neat team of egrets went straight into the blue sky. Sitting by the window, you can see the snow accumulated all the year round on Xiling Mountain, and ships from Dongwu, thousands of miles away, are parked in front of the door.
Fourth, "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part Two"
Fan Song Chengda
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly
Plum trees turn golden, and apricot trees grow bigger and bigger. Buckwheat flowers are white and rape flowers are sparse. As the day grows, the shadow of the fence becomes shorter and shorter as the sun rises, and no one passes by. Only dragonflies and butterflies fly around the fence.
V "Back to the Garden" Part III
Wei Yuanming
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse. Get up early to get rid of weeds, and go home with a hoe in the moonlight at night. The narrow path was covered with vegetation, and the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope it won't go against my original intention of returning to agriculture.
7. Describe ancient poems and wild flowers in rural areas. The mountains on the far shore reflect the water, and the flat land is planted with wheat and sunflower. The dew is cold and light, and the breeze is slightly tired. Pines compete for greenery among cypresses, and red lotus reflects Polygonum multiflorum. Dogs bark in the village, crows crow at night, and cattle and sheep are fed to the shepherd boy when they are full. The smoke in the kitchen is foggy and ripe, which is when Shanjia enters dusk.
Came to a village, but see:
A trickle winds its way to the village: several trees hang from poplar trees and dance in the yard. There are several huts, when dogs crow; When the rice fields dry up, you can see men plowing and women weaving. The hedge door is half closed, and the afternoon is long, and the village people are quiet. Wild smoke locks the distant mountains, and the blue sky leans against thousands of feet Peak; Flowers are scattered in secluded paths, and dense bamboo suddenly listens to birds singing.
Come to a village.
Lang Lang counted the elm willows, and sparsely counted the Sang Ma trees. There are two or three low huts, four or five feet and a half tiles and a half hairs of low walls, which are neither muddy nor powdery. Two sunsets in Chai Men, a village dog barked at dusk.
I saw Zhuangzi say:
The path is secluded and the pines are long. Before the stream, the running water bypassed the hedge; Backed by mountains, overlapping wildflowers paved the road. Silent Chai Fei mask, silent chicken and dog. The moon invades the eaves, and the old cow in the corner sleeps soundly; Frost seals the ancient crossing, and the dream of fishing by the bridge is clear. Looking from a distance, the lights and shadows are separated by sparse forests, and the Sanskrit sounds are close to the ear.
That village is not big, all of them are mulberry mothers. But look:
Tiancheng Ququ, He Gangwan. Qu qu Tian cheng, douban malt multi-heron mark; Bay harbor, bamboo fence hut and half fish.
The old farmer was full of gas, and Chu Qingyu poured down; The village is unkempt and the cocoons are busy feeding silkworms.
One is like the scenery of Wangchuan, with mulberries around the tung hoop; If not, it is the Peach Blossom Garden.
This rural scenery is smoky, why doesn't Xiao Li hesitate? It's time for idiots to stop crossing the sunset.
The bamboo fence is dense and the hut is heavy. The towering wild trees meet the door, and the Qushuixi Bridge reflects the households. The willows by the roadside are green and fragrant, and the flowers in the garden are overflowing. At this time, the sun is setting, and birds are singing everywhere; Smoke comes out at night, and all roads become cattle and sheep. I saw the stuffed dolphin sleeping in the corner, drunk and singing nearby.
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8. Ancient poems describing rural pastoral scenery, five-character quatrains, two poems 1, not looking for Lu Hongxian at home.
Tang Dynasty: Jiao Ran
He moved his home to the city wall and the country road to Sang Ma's residence. The chrysanthemum near the fence has not been seen in autumn.
There was no dog barking at the door, so I asked my neighbors in the west. His neighbor reported that he went to the mountains and always wanted to reflect the sunset on the western hills when he came back.
Translation:
He moved his home to the city wall, where the country road leads to Sang Ma.
Chrysanthemums are planted near the fence, but they don't bloom in autumn.
I haven't heard the dog barking since knocking at the door. I'm going to ask about my neighbors in the west.
The neighbor replied that he had gone to the mountains, fearing that it would be dusk when he came back.
2. An autumn night in the mountains
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Translation:
After the new rain, the valley is empty and fresh, and the weather is particularly cool in early autumn and evening.
The bright moon reflects the quiet pine forest, and the clear spring water flows on the rocks.
The girl in the bamboo forest came back from washing with a smile, and the lotus leaves swayed in the canoe.
Although the beauty of spring has faded, autumn scenery in front of us is enough to make people linger.
Step 3 pass by the village of the old man
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Translation:
My old friend prepared a sumptuous dinner and invited me to visit him in Tian She.
Green Woods surround the village, and a green hill leans vaguely outside the city wall.
Pushing open the window to face the threshing floor and vegetable garden, drinking wine and chatting about farming.
The Double Ninth Festival is coming, and I will come here to see chrysanthemums.
4. "Back to the Garden, Part III"
Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
Translation:
I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and bean seedlings are sparse.
Get up early in the morning to weed, and go home in the moonlight at night.
The mountain road is narrow and covered with vegetation, and the dew wet my clothes at night.
It's not a pity that my clothes are wet. I just hope I won't go against my wish to retire.
5. My retreat in Zhongnanshan
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.
Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Translation:
After middle age, I had a strong desire to do good, and I didn't settle down in the border of Zhongnanshan until my later years.
When I am interested, I often go to play alone. When I am happy, I also have a good time and indulge myself.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the rising clouds change.
I happened to meet a village elder in the Woods. I talked and laughed with him and often forgot to go home.