Poetic verse, the wind in the field

Poems about the field 1. Poems about the field

Pastoral poems are a major category of China's ancient poems, and a few are listed as follows.

ancient poems describing field scenery or rural scenery

1. Two quatrains

Tang Du Fu

Beautiful scenery in the mountains and rivers, fragrant flowers and plants in the spring breeze.

the mud melts the swallows, while the sand warms the mandarin ducks.

2. Bamboo House

Tang Wangwei

leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.

too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.

3. Passing the Old Man's Village

Tang Meng Haoran

preparing me chicken and rice, old friend, you entertain me at your farm.

we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains.

we open your window over garden and field, to talk mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands.

wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.

4, "a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di"

Don Wang Wei

the mountains are cold and blue now, autumn waters are gurgling every day.

by my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.

sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses.

and sing a wild poem at Five Willows? is drunk in the summer.

5.

Song and Tao Yuanming

The bird is in love with the old forest, and the fish in the pool misses the old source.

open up wasteland in the south and return to the countryside.

there are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine grass houses.

the elm tree is in the back of Liu Yin, in front of Taoli Luotang.

6. Pastoral Words

Tang Li Bai

Jia Yi was exiled for three years, in Wan Li, Ban Chao.

how to lead a white calf, drinking water is good for clean water.

7. Luchai

Don Wang Wei

there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice.

where sunlight, entering a grove, shines back to me from the green moss.

8. an autumn evening in the mountains

Don Wang Wei

after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening.

moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks.

bamboos whisper of washer-girls bound home, lotus-leaves yield before a fisher-boat.

and what does it matter that springtime has gone, while you are here, O Prince of Friends?.

9. April in the Country

Song Weng Juan

The mountains and plains are covered with white mountains and rivers, and it is raining like smoke.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, so sericulture was added to the fields.

1.

Song Fan Chengda

Plums are golden and apricots are fat, wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is rare.

no one has ever crossed the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

11.

Song Su Shi

There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and he is a duck prophet of spring water heating.

Artemisia selengensis has short reed buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to go up.

12.

Tang Wang Wei

People are idle with osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty.

when the moon comes out, the birds startle the mountains, and when they sing in the spring stream.

13. A Tour of Shanxi Village

Song Lu You

Don't laugh at the peasant's wine and wine, and keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

there is no way for mountains and rivers to return to doubt, and there is another village.

14, "Wild Old Songs"

Tang Zhangji

The old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountains and fields.

You can't eat much of the seedling tax. If you enter the official warehouse, it will be turned into soil.

at the end of the year, hoe and plow the empty room, and shout to climb the mountain to collect acorns.

Xijiang Jiake beads a hundred hugs, raising dogs in the boat and eating meat.

15. Zhongnanshan

Tang Wangwei

its massive height near the City of Heaven, joins a thousand mountains to the corner of the sea.

clouds, when I look back, close behind me, mists, when I enter them, are gone.

a central peak divides the wilds, and weather into many valleys.

needing a place to spend the night, I call to a wood-cutter over the river.

16. "Song of the Peach Blossom Temple" The Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Tang Yin, has the Peach Blossom Fairy under it; Peach Blossom Fairy breeds peach trees and picks them to sell wine. When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you get drunk, you get flowers to sleep; Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year. I hope that I will die of old age, and I will not bow before the horses and chariots; Cars and horses are rich and interesting, and wine and flowers are poor. If wealth is better than poverty, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure. Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it; There is no tomb of Wuling hero, no flowers, no wine, no hoes and no fields.

2. The poem describing the peasants' hard work in the field under the scorching sun in Guanmowing Wheat is full of rustic heat, and their backs are burning

The poem describing the peasants' hard work in the field under the scorching sun in Guanmowing Wheat is full of rustic heat, and their backs are burning with sunlight. I don't know the heat, but I regret the long summer. "I am full of rustic heat, but my back is burning with sunlight. I don't know the heat, but" With their backs to the blue sky, it's like a cage steaming below and a fire roasting above, but they use all their strength to cut it all the way forward, which seems to completely forget the heat, because it's "taking food from the jaws of death" and time must be seized. The weather is so hot and the days are so long, but people are trying their best to work hard, and they are afraid to waste a little time, which shows how much people cherish the wheat they are about to get. The word "cherish" is used very well here.

3. Poems describing the fields

1. Two Poems

Tang Du Fu

It's beautiful when the sun is late, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring.

the mud melts the swallows, while the sand warms the mandarin ducks.

2. Bamboo House

Tang Wangwei

leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.

too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.

3. Passing the Old Man's Village

Tang Meng Haoran

preparing me chicken and rice, old friend, you entertain me at your farm.

we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains.

we open your window over garden and field, to talk mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands.

wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.

4, "a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di"

Don Wang Wei

the mountains are cold and blue now, autumn waters are gurgling every day.

by my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.

sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses.

and sing a wild poem at Five Willows? is drunk in the summer.

5.

Song and Tao Yuanming

The bird is in love with the old forest, and the fish in the pool misses the old source.

open up wasteland in the south and return to the countryside.

there are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine grass houses.

the elm tree is in the back of Liu Yin, in front of Taoli Luotang.

4. Express sentences in the field

1. In the distance, you can vaguely see the busy figures of some farmers' uncles. They kept shuttling between crops, and there were waves of cheerful laughter from time to time. Over the fields, there are also many watching magpies. They keep hovering in the air and chirping, as if celebrating the joy of harvest!

2. In summer, happy laughter is rippling in the fields. Why? It turned out that my friends and I were swimming in the river, and we patted the water with our hands and stirred up a splash. The longan tree and litchi tree in the field are all hung with strings of fruits, like many dawn lanterns, which make people drool. Farmers distribute the picked fruits to their neighbors or make dried fruits, and then sell them. In the evening, there are many insects chirping in the field, such as frogs and crickets ...

3. All the crops in the field are ripe, and the sesame seeds straighten up and the sesame shuttles are arranged neatly, just like the PLA is rehearsing. The leaves of peanuts are not as green as before, and there is a little yellow in the green. However, Peanut is a shy "little girl" who has been quietly hiding underground and refuses to show her face to people. Corn also shook his body and made a big brother posture. The beard on the corn cob was shaken by the wind, and the long leaves danced with the autumn wind. Big corn cobs are like urchins, hiding themselves in the green leaves. Cotton peach smiled and opened her mouth, revealing a mouth of flawless white teeth.

5. What are the poems about "farming"

Poems about "farming":

1. Tang Dynasty: Li Shen's "Two Poems of Compassion for Agriculture"

If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn.

there are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers still starve to death.

when weeding is at noon, sweat drips down the soil.

who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

definition: as long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. All over the world, there are no fields left uncultivated and uncultivated, and toiling farmers will still starve to death. At noon in midsummer, the scorching sun, farmers are still working, sweat dripping into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl is full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

2. Tang Dynasty: Zhang Bi's

The Farmer's Father was plowed? Since the invasion of the stars, the long mu is full of family happiness.

when it comes to touhe millet, it belongs to others, and I don't know where to leave my wife.

Interpretation: Every day, before the stars fall, they go to the fields to work hard, and when the harvest is in sight, how happy the whole family is! In the end, all the harvest income will be exploited by the government. I can't live at home, and I don't know when I will sell my wife and children!

3. Tang Dynasty: Zhang Ji's Wild Old Songs/Shan Nong Ci

The old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountains and fields.

You can't eat much of the seedling tax. If you enter the official warehouse, it will be turned into soil.

at the end of the year, hoe and plow the empty room, and shout to climb the mountain to collect acorns.

Xijiang Jiake beads a hundred hugs, raising dogs in the boat and eating meat.

Interpretation: The old man's family lives in poverty in the mountains, making a living by farming three or four acres of mountain fields, with less land, more taxes and no food. The grain was sent to the warehouse of the government, and finally rotted and turned into soil. All the year round, there are only hoes and plows left in the house, so we have to send our son up the mountain to pick acorns to satisfy his hunger. In the boats of wealthy businessmen from the west of the Yangtze River, hundreds of jewels are measured by hooves, and even the dogs on board eat meat all the year round.

4. Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli's

Rice clouds are neither rainy nor yellow, and buckwheat flowers are frosted early.

I have been starving for a long time, which is even more like a leap in years.

definition: rice fields are not ripe because of the severe drought, and buckwheat has no harvest because of the early arrival of frost. Farmers have long expected that they will go hungry this year, but they have just caught up with this year for a month, and the days of starvation are even longer.

5. Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin's Ren Hongnong, Wei Xianzhou, Begging for Leave to Return to Beijing

At dusk, he sealed the prisoner and was ashamed to take a seat in Jingshan.

but I envy Bian and my feet, and I have no tendency in my life.

Interpretation: At dusk, I broke my official seal and counted the prisoners in custody. I am ashamed. I have failed you. Jingshan is reflected in the corner again. At this moment, I envy Bian He. His feet have been cut off, so as not to be humiliated in front of the steps all his life.

6. Tang Dynasty: For Agriculture by Qiu Wei

When will the east wind arrive? The green lake has gone up the mountain.

it's early in spring on the lake, and the family is busy every day.

at the gully and flowing water, between Leidi and Pingwu.

let's eat at dusk, and we'll close our doors when we return.

Interpretation: When did the spring breeze come? The mountain peaks above the lake have been blown green. Since the spring on the lake has come early, the people who farm can't be idle all day. Farmers work in the fields with lei, build ditches to divert water and eradicate weeds. In the evening, after the farmers fed their cows, they went home and closed the door to sleep.

6. The poem about planting

steps on the east slope (Bai Juyi)

steps on the east slope, and steps on the east slope in the evening.

what does Dongpo love? Love this new tree.

planting should be at the beginning of the year, and it will flourish in spring and dusk.

faithfulness is second to none, and there are countless actions.

the green shade turns obliquely, and the fragrance is light.

The new leaf bird comes down and the withering butterfly flies away.

carry bamboos with you, and drag jute with you.

if you want to know the frequency of communication, the green weeds will turn into white roads.

When I sent litchi and Yang Shijun again, I heard that Yang Shijun wanted to plant it, so there was a sentence (Bai Juyi)

I picked it with dew in the early morning, so I had to go by boat to send it.

I can't see my shirt, which is the most fresh to the public bank seal.

The fragrant and green leaves are really picturesque, and the red and green cages are really pitiful.

I heard that Wanzhou wanted to plant, so when did you worry about eating?

It's in harmony with Lotte's Luocheng Spring (Liu Yuxi)

When the Imperial City enters Yichun, visitors are happy. Grass grows in Jilun Valley, and flowers grow in Mochou Square.

the clouds are broken, and the light wind is shining. Play with horses in front of the building and have a chicken farm under the tree.

the white head is a companion, and the green wine is also full. Pan Yuanguan planted, Xie Shu read the pond.

leisure is like seclusion, and old age is not sad. Ask each other what merits, silver and yellow travel home.

Jin Luqu/He Xinlang (Liu Chenweng)

What year was it planted? Unique, colorful, a thousand steps forward. After the flowers, the old man still remembers me, unlike the reward place. And blow away, thank the villa by the way. Where is Huang Si's maiden now? She also fell and lived in the village. Never hate, send red rain. Carry a pot and sing through the grass. Remember the night before, deep alliance to stop drinking, the situation can help the road. A broken hand with a cup of flowers floating on the surface doesn't feel like 2345. More bamboo, crazy Cui Hu. Try to talk about the flowers, but now, the pitch is forward. Don't you see, Qujiang tree.

the topic is from the south garden of Boshe people's Daozhengli (Liu Deren)

Di Li Yu Xindi, Zhu Menmian Bi Cen. Shutang is refreshing, and the trees are moving and clearing the shade.

Go straight to kiss Yao, and head back to the bamboo forest. The romantic talent tune is good for the hearts of the ancients.

Ficus pumila has a dark window, and the blackberry moss is close to the well depth. There is no grass in the ceremony, and poetry is sung in white.

the lonely crane is left in the quiet, and the court is empty to the far anvil. Cut off the phoenix imperial edict, and open the mirror to manage the hairpin.

as it is planted today, dust will never invade. The clouds rush to stab, and every day is waiting for the rain.

planting eggplant (Wang Mian)

it's better to go to grass and grass for planting in a convenient place.

if you are ashamed of the tableware, don't be stingy with it.

the rain and dew are timely, but the wind and frost are indestructible.

and make it fundamentally solid, and see that it is magnificent.

the reed bush (Weng Tao)

The land is self-clustered, which is due to the planting work. All flowers spit snow, no rhyme and no wind.

a bird with a warped sand in its reflection makes a water bug in its deep roots. On a cold rainy night, Jianghan thinks endlessly.

7. The poem

Field

Field (1916—1985), formerly known as Tong Tianjian, was born in yangshan, Wuwei County, Anhui Province. Famous poet.

In 1933, he was admitted to the Foreign Languages Department of Shanghai Guanghua University. In 1934, he joined the Chinese Left-wing Writers' Union and participated in the editing work of Literature Series and New Poetry. In 1935, he was the editor-in-chief of Weekly Poetry, and wrote and published his debut novel Unknown Collection. In 1936, China Pastoral, a short collection of poems describing the people's anti-Japanese struggle in Northeast China, was published, and the story of China countryside, a long poem about farmers' resistance struggle, was written against the background of the Long March of the Red Army. Both books were banned by the Kuomintang government, and the authors were arrested. I went to Tokyo to study Japanese in the spring of 1937. After the "July 7th Incident", I went back to Shanghai to write anti-Japanese war poems. In the autumn of that year, I went to Wuhan and wrote "For the Fighters". The poem expressed the people's determination to resist aggression and inspired the people's will to fight. It was recognized as an excellent political lyric poem at that time. At the end of the year, he worked as a war correspondent in the Northwest Field Service Corps led by the Eighth Route Army. In the spring and summer of 1938, I went to Yan 'an to launch the Street Poetry Movement Day with my colleagues in the literary and art circles (August 7). His poem "If We Don't Go to War" spread all over the country, and Wen Yiduo called it "a drum-beating poet" and "a drummer of the times". He joined the China * * * Producer Party in August 1998. At the end of the year, he worked as a war correspondent in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei border region behind enemy lines. Participated in the Hundred Regiments War. In 194, he wrote "Record of Great Generals". Appointed in 1941