Rural evening poems describe beautiful rural evening poems.

Poetry 1 describes rural life, and Song is in Yangwan Store, Xugong, a new town.

The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.

The children ran after Huang Die, but they couldn't find anything to fly in.

2. Seven episodes of "Qingpingle Village" by Song Xin

The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.

When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.

Soybean Xidong, my son is knitting a chicken coop,

I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

3, "On the Pool" Tang Bai Juyi

A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. Can't read the hidden trace, duckweed opens.

4, "home" lofty tripod

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

5. See "Qing Yuan Mei"

Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.

6. "Children Fishing" Tang

Peng learned to hold on to nylon and sit on the side of blackberry and moss.

Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

7. The Shepherd Boy Song Huangting

Riding an ox is far beyond the front village, and the flute wind is heard at an oblique interval.

No matter how rich and famous, the authorities are not as good as you.

8. "Ornamental Fish" Tang Bai Juyi

Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.

There are different kinds of fish, so I give you a hook.

9. "Tian" Song Fancheng plowed the fields during the day and weaved hemp at night, and the children of the whole village.

Children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of weaving, but also learned the variety by mulberry shade.

10, Huayingsong Sushi

On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through.

Just got cleaned by the sun,

Chai Lu, a poem written by Wang Wei about the countryside.

The empty mountain is empty, but I think I hear a voice, and the sun shines on me from the green moss.

Orfila by Wang Wei

At the end of the hibiscus flower, the calyx in the mountain is red. No one in the stream, bloom flowers fall.

Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"

After the rain, the mountains are empty, standing in the pine forest in the dusk moonlight, and the crystal stones whisper in the bamboo forest beside the stream, the washerwoman, the fishing boat, Yi, the prince of my friend, are you here? .

Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek

When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty.

Wang Wei's "Farmhouse on the Wei River"

In the slanting market, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rough old man leans on a crutch at the door of a thatched house and thinks about his son, the shepherd boy, where there are roaring pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworm moths, peeled mulberry leaves and intimate greetings. No wonder I long for a simple life and the disappointed song refused.

Wang Jian's Tian Jia Xing

Men and women love each other, and no one complains when they say goodbye. Although it was hot and sunny in May, there was a lot of traffic under the eaves. Wild silkworms don't take cocoons, and autumn moths are born among leaves. When the wheat was harvested, he lost his official position. I don't want to see the entrance, and I don't want to sell the calf to the city. Tian Jia is well-fed and happy.

Zhang Ji's wild old songs

My hometown is poor, I live in the mountains and cultivate three acres of mountain fields. You can't eat seedlings, so you can't eat them. Enter the official warehouse, plow the empty house at the end of the year, and climb the acorns. The Xijiang River is full of pearls, and the dogs on board will eat meat.

Nie's The Wounded Family

In February, we sell new silk, and in May, we harvest new grains. We healed our immediate pain, but we dug out our own hearts. I hope the king can become a bright candle. Instead of continuing the banquet, I want to see the house I fled.

Wei's "Guan Tian Jia"

I stayed in Tianjia for a few days and began to farm. When Ding Zhuang was in the wild, the farm was in good order. When he comes back, he often takes a sip of water from Xixi. Hunger didn't make him feel pain, but he was happy about it. Although he has no place to live, the corvee is not over yet. He is ashamed to farm.

Walking in the country, listening to the clear frogs on a summer night, I can't help thinking of a poem written by Xin Qiji, a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, and listening to the frogs.

The word is: Xijiang moonlit night in Huangsha Road Middle School.

The original text is:

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

There are seven or eight stars in the sky.

Writing poems in the countryside at night is frosty and honest, and there are absolute pedestrians everywhere in the north.

I watched Noda Yoshihiko alone. Next month, the buckwheat flower snow taxi expressed loneliness from the poet of the original poem, and then I went out alone to relieve boredom.

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Poetry about the countryside-rural villages

The east wind in towns and villages urges rain, and the sun and moon are full of yin and yang.

Chickens and ducks flock to the pigsty, and cotton and linen pile up.

Buildings are arranged along the city, and roads meander through the pond.

Where taxes are divided into Dodd, it will be unlucky for a thousand years.

Minnong

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

In the middle of the night, Hu Er was ploughing, and the cows couldn't walk.

When people don't know farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born.

Tour Lu Cun, Shanxi

Don't laugh at the peasant wine, stay in the chicken dolphin. 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.

From now on, if you ride leisurely on the moon, you will always be on crutches.

Poems by Rural Girls There is a girl named Xiao Fang in Xiaofang Village.

Beautiful and kind

A pair of beautiful big eyes

The braid is very long

The night before I returned to the city.

You come with Xiao Fang.

Tears that have never flowed.

Suixiaohetang

Thank you for giving me love.

I will never forget this life.

Thank you for your tenderness.

Accompany me through that era

How many times have I seen the road I have traveled?

Best wishes to your kind girl.

How many times do you look back?

You stood by the river and watched.

There is a girl named Xiao Fang in the village.

Beautiful and kind

A pair of beautiful big eyes

Braids are thick and long.

Thank you for giving me love.

I will never forget this life.

Thank you for your tenderness.

Accompany me through that era

How many I * * * look at the road first.

Best wishes to your kind girl.

How many times have I seen the road I have traveled?

You stood by the river and watched.

Thank you for your love.

I will never forget this life.

Thank you for your tenderness.

Accompany me through that era

Thank you for giving me love.

I will never forget this life.

Thank you for being gentle with me.

Accompany me through that era

Thank you for giving me love.

I will never forget this life.

Thank you for your tenderness.

Accompany me through that generation

Thank you for giving me love.

I will never forget this life.

Thank you for your tenderness.

Poems describing the countryside are all mountains and rivers, and there is no way to doubt them. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.

Thousands of miles of warblers sing, and the flag wind of fruit wine in water towns and mountains. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

Excuse me, where is home? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"

Children are not ready to farm and weave, but also learn to plant melons in the shade of mulberry trees. -Fan Chengda's Summer Fields

In July, an ancient poem about rural life was called "the oldest four-season pastoral poem in China" by Qian Zhongshu, which "described the hard work and hard life of farmers. But this poem did not play an educational role; The pastoral poems of later generations, such as Jiang Yan's Miscellaneous Poems, are all examples of Tao Qian. " (Notes on Selected Poems of Song Dynasty)

Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September.

The first day I was fat, the next day I was fierce.

No clothes, no brown, why did you die?

On the third and fourth day, I stood on tiptoe.

With my daughter-in-law, I'm glad to see you in the south!

Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September.

In spring, the sun shines and Amin is in the sky.

The woman followed with a basket, begging for mulberry?

Spring came and Qi Qi was adopted.

The woman was so sad that she almost went home with her son.

Fire is full in July and reeds are full in August.

Silkworm, moon, mulberry, pick up the axe,

I'm afraid of mulberry if I want to cut far and wide.

Singing in July, achievement in August.

I, Kong Yang, dress my son.

Beautiful in April, singing in May.

Harvest in August is ten meteors.

A day to raccoon, fox, for the child.

The next day, they were still the same, carrying martial arts.

Privately, publicly available [7].

Stocks move in May, but chicken feathers shake in June.

July is in the wild, August is, and every month is at home.

October cricket, come down to my bed.

The dome suffocated the mouse and stuffed it into the door.

Hey, wife, I changed my age and came here.

In June, the food is bitter, and in July, the sunflower and glutinous rice are cooked.

Peel dates in August and get rice in October.

To this end, spring wine, eyebrow longevity.

Eat melons in July, break pots in August, Uncle Jiu,

Pay for tea picking. I'm a farmer.

Nursery will be built in September and crops will be harvested in October.

The millet is heavy, and the grass is shelled.

Well, I am a farmer. Because I have the same crops, I went to work in the palace.

The day is in the grass and the night is in the rope.

I was so anxious to hitch a ride in the house that I began to broadcast Baigu.

The next day, I cut the ice and rushed, and on the third day, Lingyin was satisfied.

On the fourth day, its flea sacrificed the lamb to the leek.

First frost in September, washing the floor in October.

Friends drink and say they killed the lamb.

When you are in court, you can call him a man with great courage and infinite longevity!

Precautions:

The Wind is a poem in this area, with seven articles. Gong Liu, the ancestor of Zhou Dynasty, moved to the place where he developed. He is located in Xunyi County, Shaanxi Province today. There are many old customs of Zhou people in this area. "People have ancestors, good farming, good work. Therefore, the poem says that farmers and mulberry are well-fed and well-fed. " ("Hanshu Geography") The wind is generous, and I don't like it ("Zuo Zhuan" Xiang Gong twenty-nine years note)

Flowing fire: Mars has set in the west at dusk this month.

Hair: cold. Li Lie: Cold.

One day, two days: January and December in the summer calendar.

Three days, four days: the first month and February of the summer calendar.

Yi: Transform farm tools. Tiptoe: Tiptoe, practice.

At night, give people food.

Mi: Yin, the housekeeper in charge of farming.

Cang Geng: Huang Li.

Basket: A deep basket for picking mulberries.

Female: female, female slave. Almost: fear

Reed: A long reed.

Bi: Sound gun, axe, square hole with handle.

Cloud: sound station, bird. Achievements: spinning marijuana

Yang: Very vivid.

Na 'an: The name of grass is Polygalae. Dipper: Speak up, cicada.

Meteorite: Leaves of vegetation fall off. saliva

Same: Settings. Go ahead.

In the sound room, a three-year-old pig

Dome suffocation: blocking the hole in the wall. Yan: when the sound is exhausted, the painting is exhausted.

Y: The name of the tree. Zhi: Plum.

Broken pot: gourd. Uncle: Clean up the green hemp. Juyinju

Tea: silver soil, a bitter vegetable. Zun: at the beginning of the sound, Ailanthus altissima

Yao: Yinlu, a late-growing and early-maturing cereal.

Man: Yin Tao, the rope.

Lingyin: Icehouse.

Tong: Four tones, wine set.

Appreciate:

"July" describes farmers' productive labor and life all year round, which embodies rich productive labor content and strong solar terms. It should be said that it is a rare style of life painting. Poems are mainly in order, described by month, classified, opened and closed vertically and horizontally, and each section has an empty space and a picture. From the beginning of farming to the end of raising wine and offering sacrifices, women who deliver rice, women who pick mulberry, farmers in the fields, knights who hunt, and nobles in public office all have many things with their own characteristics. In the meantime, the overall style is unified by the time sequence of things, which avoids the rigidity of narrative, enhances the image of songs, and especially highlights the characteristics of genre painting.

Tao Yuanming's poems

Gui Tian Yuan ju Wu

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Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirteen years.

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past. Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.

There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses. Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.

Aiai

What are the ancient poems and sentences describing rural life? *

Chai Lu by Wang Wei

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but people speak loudly. The sun shines on me from the green moss.

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Yi Wu by Wang Wei

The hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood are all over the mountain. There's no one in the stream, it's all bloom.

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Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"

After the rain, the mountains are empty, and the gas comes to the end of autumn. The photos taken by Qiu Song, the crystal stone in the stream, the whispers among the bamboos, the washerwoman coming home, the lotus leaf in front of the fishing boat, what does it matter? My friend's prince, spring has passed, but you are still here? .

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Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek

When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty.

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Wang Wei's "Farmhouse on the Wei River"

In the countryside under the setting sun, cattle and sheep go home along the path. An old man in rags closes the thatched door and leans on a crutch, thinking about his son, the shepherd boy. Where are the roaring pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms, peeled mulberry leaves, and warm greetings. No wonder I long for a simple life.

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Wang Jian's Tian Jia Xing

Men and women love each other, and no one complains when they say goodbye. Although the wheat wind is hot in May, there is a lot of traffic under the eaves. Don't take wild cocoons, autumn moths flutter their leaves. When the wheat is harvested, knowledge disappears. I don't expect the entrance, and I don't want to sell the yellow calf to the city. Tian Jia has no food and clothing, and I am happy to see the county gate!

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Zhang Ji's wild old songs

The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields. The seedlings are not allowed to eat, and the official warehouse is reduced to earth. At the end of the year, the plow plowed the land beside the empty room, and Hu Er climbed the mountain to collect acorns. Xijiang Jiake pearls are full of guests, and dogs on board eat meat.

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Nie's The Wounded Family

Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May. It can cure eye ulcers, but it will gouge out the head. I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle. Instead of continuing the banquet, I want to see the house I fled.

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Wei's "Guan Tian Jia"

After a few days of leisure, farm work began. When Ding Zhuang was in the wild, the farm was in good order. When he returns to the scene, he often takes a sip of Xixi water. Hunger is not painful, but he is happy. There is no shelter in the warehouse, and the corvee has not been completed yet. If Lu is ashamed of not farming, he will go out to eat.

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Chai Lu: This poem depicts the quiet color of the empty mountain near Chai Lu in the evening. The beauty of poetry lies in dynamic contrast, local contrast to the overall situation, new nature and unpretentious. Put pen to paper to write about the lonely place of the empty mountain, and then smell it with Dan, attracting people's voices. The more empty the valley, the more empty it is; After human language, the more empty it is. Finally, I wrote some reflections of the afterglow of the sun, which triggered a feeling of darkness.

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Wang Wei s Translation of Wu Xinyi;

The hibiscus flowers on the branches put bright red flowers in the mountains.

The ravine was silent and empty, and it opened and fell.

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Living in the mountains in autumn translated by Wang Wei;

The empty mountain was bathed in a new rain. It was getting late and the air was cool, as if it were autumn.

The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.

The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.

The Philippines might as well rest with it in spring and fall.

Seek poems describing ancient rural life and collect more mulberry.

the folk songs of the northern and southern dynasties

Silkworms are born in March and spring mulberry is full of green. Daughter picks spring mulberry, and the song is blown as spring music.

Guitianju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.

Mistaken into the dust net for three years.

Catch the birds in the old forest, and the fish in the pool miss the source.

Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.

There are more than a dozen square houses and 89 straw houses.

The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.

Yiyi Wenmin Village Tobacco Field.

Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.

There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.

Stay in the cage for a long time, and it will be fine naturally.

Gui yuan Tian ju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

Shannan grows beans, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.

Get rid of filth in the morning and bring the moon home.

The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew touches me;

It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

Guo Shan farmstead

Tangguguang

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.

agriculture

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 on the plate is bitter.

Cut rice for singing.

Don du fu

Rice gets empty clouds and water, and Pingchuan faces Shimen. The cold wind is thin, and the rising sun scatters chickens and dolphins.

At the beginning of crying, the woodcutter Song slightly went out of the village when he heard the sound of war. Homeless, seeking news, being a guest.

Ximing Temple Wei Gong Pen Xin Mi

Tangtangqian

In order to laugh at the south, it began to rain after the cicada sang.

The lotus land is moist and small, and the algae well is cloudy and thin.

Get the land, there will be a golden elephant, and the roots are still in the paddy field.

There are still three Wu Si, which makes you go fishing in Los Angeles.

Officials looked around to make up for the rice border and returned to the water.

Don du fu

Dongtunhe, Baiqingping case. There are many green rice in June, and thousands of beds are in chaos.

Transplanting is suitable for the cloud, and water should be diverted for irrigation. If more servants go to Fangtang, the canal will be broken.

Public and private places are everywhere, and there is no drought in the infiltration. The Lord kept asking his courtiers, and he clearly saw his companions in the stream.

Sandy Jiong Cui Yu gave birth to Han Yin. Gulls come to the mirror and look at the mountains and clouds.

Autumn turns black rice, and fine chisel spreads white charm. Jade grains are cooked in the morning and red and fresh.

Finally, I added travel food and made a spectacular suffering period. There are many ears left, and my warehouse is full of vines.

The farmer's father, Rushe.

Don

The east wind has arrived, and the Green Lake has gone up the mountain. Spring is early on the lake, and the family is not idle.

In ditches and running water, between flat land and weeds. After dinner at night, I let the cows go and closed the door when I came back.

Agricultural family

Don Young is in people.

At night, when Hu Er is ploughing the field, the cows can't walk.

When people know the hardships of farmers, they will say that they are from Zhonggu.

Peasant-style Wangqing

Tang Yongyuzhi

I heard that Xifeng was in Qin and asked Xifeng to come back sooner or later.

White-haired old farmers stand out from the crowd, and clouds open in the high places of wheat fields.

Farmer's father

Tang Zhangbi

Transport and hoe? Since the invasion of the stars, Long Mu has been full of family happiness.

The first millet belongs to someone else, and I don't know where I threw my wife.

Sudeshe in early autumn

Don Cao Ye

The grass is thin and fluorescent, and the mountains are long and the maple trees are long.

Nancun calves crow at night, and there should be new frost on the fence.

Tian Jia is that thing.

Chu and Guangxi in Tang Dynasty

The leaves of Pu Ye are longer and the apricot flowers are full. Farmers want to see if this is expensive.

Eat cows in the morning and plow the east with both hands. Earthworms are unearthed, and Heaven flies with me.

The crowd pecked at each other. They were hungry. My heart is full of compassion, and I care about these two injuries.

Allocate food and add things, and the basket will return empty every day. My relatives are closer, but my heart will never move.

Tianjishi

Chu and Guangxi in Tang Dynasty

Sangzhe water dike is long, so it is better to plow in the evening wind and sunny scenery.

A high-tech machine still weaves silkworm eggs, and the next one loses his wife.

Apricot goat cooked with cheese, wheat cold with floating ridge and low pheasant medium.

Life and death are determined by fate, and things do not depend on the will of the emperor.

Tianshang

cui daorong

The rain was high and white, and ploughing was done in the middle of the night.

People are full of power, and the East is extremely uncertain.

Insert Tian Ge.

Yuxi Liu Tang

The flowers and plants on the top of the post are neat, and the swallows are things. It looks like a line with uneven white water.

A woman's white skirt, a farmer's father's green hemp fiber. Singing the song in the middle of the song together, standing like bamboo branches.

But when you smell Yuan Yin, you can't distinguish slang. Whenever you laugh, you will laugh at each other.

In the desert of Hengmiao, fireworks give birth to ruins. When dogs come back, chickens crow and peck.

Who is on the side of the road? This hoodie has long sleeves. Since the word collectors, teenagers from the emperor township.

Fu Tian's words count officials, and Junnong will know them. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, but the eyes are irrelevant.

The official gave a speech with a smile, and Chang 'an was really true. Save the door height, not the degree of breeding.

I came to fill the guard yesterday and used bamboo cloth. You see, in 2003, I will be an official.

Guan Ren Tian Mu

Don Qian Qi

The governments of the six countries are not profitable, and the three rural areas compete for business. The poor paid taxes to dig wells, and all the soil was dug.

Grain millet into the cold cloud, the mountain is half full. In Qiu Lai, it's raining and frosting.

Nakata's party in Lebanon is an anti-empty village. Take care of those who have no self-cultivation, Wei Lu and He Wei are the same.

Shu chased Zhou Renyan and dared to bear Xie Shengnuo.

Tian Jia is that thing.

Tang quan de Yu

Lying in the bed of quinoa with nothing to do will make you feel uncomfortable. Desert rice pays for traveling and eating,

Green lotus leaves make Confucian clothes. During the mountain tour, the lunch is the same as that of the fisherman.

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