Ancient poems about rural pastoral life

1. Ancient poems about pastoral rural life

1 Autumn Thoughts on the Pure Sands in the Sky

Yuan Ma Zhiyuan

Withered Vine and Old Tree and Dull Crow ,

Small bridges and flowing water, people’s houses,

The old road is winding with thin horses,

The sunset is setting in the west,

The heartbroken people are at the end of the world

2 Lonely Wutong, the deep courtyard locks the clear autumn,

3 Far up the cold mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds.

4 Visiting my old friend Meng Haoran in Zhuang

My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian’s house. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine. On the Double Ninth Festival, I will come back to see the chrysanthemums

5 Zheng Lanzhi, a native of Yi:

The pond is as clear as a mirror, and the fishing raft can be seen in the wind.

A few reed flowers are floating on the clear water, and the sunset is low on the lake halfway up the mountain.

The egrets fly over the rocks and there are thousands of frost spots on them, and the fish weave waves in the heart of the stream.

There is a fishing platform to express your interest, and you can enjoy the autumn scenery in the west of the city.

6 Yuan·Bai Pu's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn"

The sunset in the isolated village, the light smoke of jackdaws in the old trees, and the shadow of a flying dragon.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

Returning to the countryside

Tao Yuanming of the Wei and Jin Dynasties

There are few people and things in the wild, and there are few martingales in the back streets. In the daytime, the leaves are covered with thorns, and the empty room is empty of dust.

At that time, in the midst of the ruins, people were pulling weeds and coming and going. When we meet, there are no words, but the road is long.

The days of mulberry and maize have been long, and the days of my soil have been broad. They are often afraid of frost and sleet, and they are scattered like grass.

Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields

Tao Yuanming of the Wei and Jin Dynasties

He was a young man who had no sense of the vulgar and his nature was to love hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years.

The tame bird misses the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside.

The square house covers an area of ??more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses. There are elms and willows behind the starlings, and peaches and plums in front of the hall.

The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow in the mulberry trees.

The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

Pastoral Words

Li Bai of Tang Dynasty

Jia Yi was relegated in the third year, and his class was over ten thousand miles away.

How to lead a white calf and drink water from a clear stream.

Pastoral Works

Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

The poor house is isolated from the dust and noise, but we must first cultivate tranquility. There are three paths nearby, and thousands of trees are planted with fruits.

I have been promoted to other places in Guangdong, but I have not met him in my thirties. It's getting late when I write and write swords, and it's already dusk in Qiuyuan.

When you wake up in the morning, you will have many thoughts, but when you sit down during the day, you will often have few thoughts. The birdies are envious of the sky, and the chickens and ducks are ashamed of each other as they compete for food.

Looking across the Golden Horse Gate, I work hard and sing on the woodcutter road. There are no friends in the countryside, and there are no relatives in the court.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu to Yang Xiong?

Pastoral Works in Spring

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Spring doves chirp on the house, and apricot blossoms bloom white beside the village. Holding an ax to cut down the distant mountains, hoeing the spring veins.

Returning to Yan recognizes the old nest, and the old sees the new calendar. When I'm standing in front of my cup, I suddenly feel helpless, and I feel melancholy as a traveler from afar.

Qi Shang Tianyuan

Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Living on the Qi River, there are no mountains in the east wilderness. The sun is hidden outside the mulberry tree, and the river is bright in the well.

The shepherd boy went to look at the village, and the hound returned with him. What's the matter with those who are still? The leaves of thorns take advantage of the daylight.

Autumn rain in the pastoral scene

Tang Gengmao

The desert is covered with heavy clouds and the rain is drooping. The ancient road is flooded by Lin, and the barren hills are filled with accumulation of days.

When will the five crops be harvested? How many households in an isolated village will be able to cook. The turbulent flow flows through the garden, and the rotten leaves are covered with autumn branches.

In the evening, new woodcutters are wet, and in the morning, the old fishery is moved. Last year's chrysanthemums were left empty, and the flowers bloomed on the east fence.

Pastoral miscellany of the four seasons

Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflowers are sparse.

No one passes the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

Pastoral miscellany in four seasons

Fan Chengda in the Song Dynasty

Blackbirds throw themselves into the forest and there are few passers-by, and the smoke from the front mountain reaches Chai Fei.

The little boy made a boat like a leaf and returned home alone.

Pastoral miscellany in four seasons

Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty

The mud mirror of the new construction field is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear.

There was light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the flails rang all night until dawn.

Weichuan Tianjia

Wang Wei

The slanting light shines on the village, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alley.

The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree.

There are pheasants and wheat seedlings, and silkworms are sleeping on the mulberry leaves.

Tianfu came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other.

Just like this, I am envious of leisure and recite "The Decline" with regret. 2. A collection of poems describing rural pastoral life in ancient poetry

1. Two quatrains (Du Fu) Chi Ri Jiang Shan Li , the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand. 2. Zhuli Pavilion (Wang Wei) Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.

People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. 3. Passing by my old friend’s village (Meng Haoran) My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian’s house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums. 4. Residence in Wangchuan is presented to Pei Xiucaidi (Wang Wei). The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water gurgls.

Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind. The sun is setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins.

On the summer day, I got drunk and sang wildly in front of the five willows. 5. Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields Part 1 (Tao Yuanming) The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about their old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.

Elm and willow shade behind the starling tree, peach and plum trees in front of the hall. 6. Pastoral Yanhuai (Li Bai) Jia Yi was relegated in the third year, and his class was over ten thousand miles away.

How to lead a white calf and drink water from a clear stream. 7. Luchai (Wang Wei) No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. 8. Autumn in the Mountains (Wang Wei) After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. 9. April in the countryside (Wengjuan) The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke amid the sound of the rules.

There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields. 10. Pastoral miscellany in four seasons (Fan Chengda) The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse, the white cabbage flowers are sparse.

No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. 11. Visiting Shanxi Village (Lu You) Mo Xiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.

There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. 12. The pastoral scene in the mid-autumn rain (Geng Mao) The desert is heavy with dark clouds, and the rain is drooping.

The ancient road of Linyan is full of wasteland. When will the five crops be harvested? How many households in an isolated village will cook?

The turbulent flow flows through the garden, and the rotten leaves are covered with autumn branches. In the evening, there is new woodcutting and dampness, and in the morning, the old fishery is moved.

Last year's chrysanthemums are left in the spare time, and the flowers are growing on the east fence. 13. Xinyiwu (Wang Wei) Hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, with red calyxes in the mountains.

There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another. 14. The pastoral scene in Qishang (Wang Wei) Standing on the Qishui River, there are no mountains in the vast wilderness to the east.

The sun is hidden outside the mulberry tree, and the river is bright in the well. The shepherd boy went to look at the village, and the hound returned with him.

What's the matter with a quiet person? The thorns fly through the daylight. 15. Returning to Songshan (Wang Wei) The Qingchuan belt is long and thin, and the carriages and horses go leisurely.

The water flows as intended, and the birds return in the evening. The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains.

After a long journey, Song Gao came back and retreated. 16. Cui Puyang’s brother Jizhong came to visit the mountains in front of him (we also visited Weimen when we went to Shanxi) (Wang Wei) The autumn scenery was wonderful, and Kuang Jun was free on the pond.

Longing under the west forest, I know the mountain in front of my door. Thousands of miles across, the sky is dark, with several peaks emerging from the clouds.

17. Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei) The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

18. Zhongnan Mountain (Wang Wei) Taiyi is close to the capital of heaven, connecting mountains and sea. The white clouds look back and merge, and the green mist comes in to see nothing.

The peaks in the field change, and there are many valleys and clouds. If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water.

19. Pastoral Works ① (Meng Haoran) Looking across the Golden Horse Gate, working hard on the woodcutter road. There are no friends in the countryside, and there are no relatives in the court.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu to Yang Xiong? 20. Since Dasan, the bamboo-studded road in the deep forest winds for forty or fifty miles to Huangniu (Wang Wei). The dangerous path turns tens of thousands, and there will be three breaks within a few miles.

Turning around, I saw my disciples, hidden in the forest hills. The rain rustles on the pines, and the gurgling water flows on the rocks.

Quiet words in the deep stream, roaring high in the mountains. 21. Pastoral miscellany in four seasons (Fan Chengda) Blackbirds throw themselves into the forest and there are few visitors, and the smoke from the front mountain reaches Chai Fei.

The little boy made a boat like a leaf and returned home alone. 22. Pastoral Work in Spring (Wang Wei) Spring doves are chirping in the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees.

Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, and hoeing spring veins. Returning swallows know the old nest, and old people see the new calendar.

When I came to the wine table, I was suddenly unable to control myself, and I felt melancholy as a traveler from afar. 23. Tianjia in Weichuan (Wang Wei) The slanting light shines on the village, and the cattle and sheep return to the back alley.

The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse.

Tian Fuhe is standing there hoeing, talking to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.

24. Xinqingye (Wang Wei) Wang Wei (Wang Wei) Xinqingye is vast. Extremely untainted.

Guomen faces the ferry. The village trees are connected to the mouth of the stream.

Outside Baishui Mingtian. After Bifeng comes out of the mountain.

There is no idle person in the agricultural month. The whole family is in trouble.

25. Pastoral Excitement in the Four Seasons (Fan Chengda) The mud mirror surface of the newly built field is flat, and every family is plowing rice while the frost is clear. There was light thunder in the laughter and singing, and the flails rang all night until dawn.

26. Qingxi (Wang Wei) When entering Huanghuachuan, I chase the water of Qingxi. There will be thousands of turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.

Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines. The ripples are full of water chestnuts, and the clear water reflects the reeds.

My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful. Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.

27. Return to the garden and live in the fields (Tao Yuanming) There are few people and things in the wild, and there are few martingales in the back streets. In the daytime, the leaves are covered with thorns, and the empty room is empty of dust.

At that time, in the midst of the ruins, people were pulling weeds and coming and going. When we meet, there are no words, but the road is long.

The days of mulberry and maize have been long, and the days of my soil have been broad. They are often afraid of frost and sleet, and they are scattered like grass.

28. Zhongnan Bieye (Wang Wei) He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and he came to Nanshan in his later years. The beauty comes and goes alone, and the success is empty and self-aware.

Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, I visited Lin Sou, chatting and laughing for a long time.

29. Pastoral Excitement in Four Seasons (Fan Chengda) Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.

30. Xinliang (Xuji) The fields are full of water and the rice leaves are in full bloom. The sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low. The oriole also loves the new coolness, flying over the green mountains and singing in the shadows. 3. Poems about pastoral life in the countryside

Poems about pastoral life in the countryside

When will the spring flowers, autumn and hundreds of moons come, how much do you know about the past. (Li Yu: "Poppy Poppies")

The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. (Ye Shaoweng: "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It")

Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")

Why regret that Fang Fei is gone? Xia Mu's yang and yin are pleasant. (Qin Guan: "Odd Titles on the Dark Sun in March")

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")

The mountains are green and the original white Manchuria is green, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of the rules. There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields. ("April in the Countryside" by Weng Juan of the Song Dynasty)

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willows")

The remaining clouds bring away the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn mist. (Cen Shen: "The Water Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin back to the County") 4. A collection of verses describing rural pastoral life in ancient poetry

Several idle fields. ____Weng Juan ☉ "April in the Countryside" 3

Opening up the wilderness in the south. ____Lu You ☉ "Guancun Children Playing on the Brook" 1

The children and grandchildren have not yet been released for farming and weaving. ____Wang Wei ☉ "Weichuan Tianjia" 4

In the middle of winter, I temporarily studied Confucianism and talked to each other. ____Tao Yuanming ☉ "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields·Part 1" 9

It is raining outside a curtain of doves, and I am learning to grow melons by the mulberry shade. ____Zhang Yan☉ "Crossing the River Clouds·The long-time guests from Shanyin recall Xihang in spring again and again, with vague and melancholy thoughts" 1

Ten miles away, the ripe rice is fragrant in the west, thousands of couples are still farming from their fathers, and the rain is like the sound of the rules. cigarette. ____Fan Chengda ☉ "Summer Pastoral Miscellaneous · Part 7" 5

The mountains are green and the rivers are full of white. The spring hoeing is carried out across the water. The hibiscus hedges are falling and the bamboo silk is long. The field husbands are hoeing, and the husband returns to the garden. 5. Ancient poems about pastoral and rural love

"July" was called "China's oldest pastoral poem of the four seasons" by Qian Zhongshu. It "narrates the hard work and hard life of farmers from the beginning to the end." .

But this poem does not serve as a model; the pastoral poems of later generations, as shown in Jiang Yan's "Za" poems, all come from Tao Qian's example. "("Selected Poems of the Song Dynasty"). ) Fire flows in July, and clothes are given in September.

On the first day, the hair is shining, and on the second day, it is intense. Without clothes and brown, how can one die at this age? On the third day, he was in Shu, and on the fourth day, he raised his toes.

My wife and I are so happy to share the southern acres and the fields! The fire flows in the seventh month, and the clothes are given in the ninth month. On a sunny day in spring, there is the sound of Cang Geng.

The woman holds the Yi basket, obeys his subtle behavior, and seeks softness? The spring day is late, and I am picking Qi Qi. The woman's heart is sad, and she is almost as dead as the son.

The fire flows in July, and the grass grows in August. Silkworms are growing mulberry trees in the moonlight, and I will use that ax to cut down the mulberry leaves from afar.

In July, the tune is played, and in August, achievements are recorded. I, Zhu Kongyang, am Young Master Shang.

In April, the vines show, and in May, the worms sing. It was harvested in August and lost in October.

On one day, I took the fox from a raccoon dog and made it the prince's fur. On the same day, they showed off their martial arts skills.

He keeps his pigs to himself and offers pigeons[7] to the public. In May, the katydids move their stock, and in June, the partridge flutters its feathers.

July is outdoors, August is in the house, September is at home, and in October crickets come under my bed. The sky suffocates the smoked rats and marches towards Yihu.

My wife came into this room saying that she wanted to change her age. In June, eat Yu and Azulen, and in July, cook Sunflower and Shu.

Peel dates in August and harvest rice in October. For this reason, spring wine is used to promote eyebrows and longevity.

In the seventh month, I eat melons, in August I break the pot, in the ninth month I gather tea and firewood, and I feed my farmers. In September, fields and gardens were built, and in October, crops were harvested.

Millet and millet are the most important, while hemp and wheat are the most important. Hey, I am a farmer, since my crops are the same, I will go to the palace to perform the merits.

During the day, you are on the Mao, and at night, you are hanging on the grass. When he needed a house, he began to sow hundreds of grains.

On the second day, the ice was cut and rushed, and on the third day, it was collected in the cold sky. On the fourth day, when there are no fleas, sacrifice a lamb to a leek.

In September, frost is eliminated, and in October, the fields are washed away. When we have a drink and a feast, we talk about killing the lamb.

Enter his court, call him a toast, and live forever! Note: "Bin Feng" is a poem from the Bindi area, consisting of seven chapters. Bin, also written as Ping, is the place where Gong Liu, the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, moved to and developed. It is in the area of ??Xunyi and Ping County in today's Shaanxi Province.

This work area has many old customs of the Zhou people. "The people have the legacy of the previous kings. They are good at farming and doing their own business. Therefore, Bin's poem said that farming and mulberry farming are well prepared for food and clothing." ("Hanshu Geography") ) The poetic style is generous, joyful but not restrained ("Zuo Zhuan" Notes of the 29th Year of Duke Xiang) Flowing Fire: Mars has already set in the west at dusk in July. Hair: The wind is cold.

Li Lie: Cold. The first and second days: November and December of the lunar calendar. The third and fourth days: the first and second lunar months of the lunar calendar. Yu Shu: Repair farm tools. Lifting toes: Lifting feet to cultivate. 錌: Yinye, giving food to people. 篯: Yinjun, housekeeper in charge of farming. Canggeng: Huangying. Yi basket: deep basket for picking mulberry. Female: woman, female slave.

Danger: fear. Diwei: grown Diwei. 樨: sound gun, axe, the hole of the handle is square. Zuo: sound bureau, shrike.

Achievements: spinning flax Kong Yang: very distinct. Fen: the name of the grass, that is Polygala. 蜜: sound bar, cicada. Fallen basket: the leaves of vegetation fall.

稨音丝 Same as: gathering. 絵: continue 豵: 吐豜: soundjian, a three-year-old pig Qiongxu: plug the hole in the wall.

Yi: the sound is gone, painted. Yu: the name of the tree. 薁: sound jade, Prunus genus. Broken pot: picking gourds.

Shu Ju: Pack up the green hemp. Ju Yin Ju Tea: Yin Tu, a kind of bitter vegetable.

Ao: Yinchu, Ailanthus altissima tree Zhi: Yinlu, late-planted early-maturing cereals Zhi: Yintao, rope Lingyin: ice cellar Si Gong: Yin Sigong, wine utensil appreciation: "July" narrative The productive labor and life of farmers throughout the year reflect the rich content of productive labor and strong solar terms and customs. It should be said to be a rare life custom painting. The poem uses chronological order as the main clue, describing it by month, and also categorizing it. It opens and closes vertically and horizontally, and each section has a blank content and a picture.

From the beginning of farming to the end of harvest and wine sacrifice, there are many characters, including women delivering food, girls picking mulberries, farmers in the fields, hunting knights, and nobles in the palace. , in which the time sequence is expressed by the characters, which constitutes the unity of the overall style, avoids the dullness of the narrative, enhances the image of the poem, and especially highlights the characteristics of genre paintings. Tao Yuan's collection of poems of the Ming Dynasty. Five poems about returning to the garden and living in the fields. One of them is that he has no suitable rhyme and has a natural love for hills and mountains.

I fell into the dust net by mistake and was gone for thirteen years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, and return to the garden with a humble heart. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.

The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall. The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is still there.

Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow on top of mulberry trees. There is no dust in the courtyard, and there is plenty of space in the empty room.

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature. Second, there are few people and things in the wild, and there are few martingales in the back streets.

The sun covers the thorns, and the empty room is empty of dust. At that time, in the middle of the ruins, people were walking around wearing grass.

When we meet, there are no words, but the road is long. The days of mulberry and maize have been long, and the days of my soil have been broad.

I am often afraid of the frost coming, and the grass will be scattered and scattered. Among the three kinds of beans, at the foot of the southern mountain, there are few bean seedlings in the grass.

In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

It is not a pity to have stains on your clothes, but your wishes are true. On the fourth day, I went to the mountains and rivers for a long time and had fun in the wild woods.

Let’s take our children and nephews with us and walk in the deserted ruins. Wandering among the hills and mountains, people still live in the past.

There are remains of well stoves and decaying mulberry and bamboo trees. I would like to ask those who collect firewood, what are these people like? The salaryman said to me: "There will be no survivors after death."

"A lifetime is like a city in a different dynasty", this saying is true! Life seems to be an illusion, and it will eventually become nothing. Fifth, regret and hatred are returned alone, and the journey is rugged and meandering.

The mountain stream is clear and shallow, so I can wash my feet when I encounter it. I'm drinking new wine, and the two chickens are close to me.

When the sun enters the room, it is dark, and the thorn bushes replace the bright candles. The joy comes but the evening is short, it has returned to the sky.

Tao Yuanming was the first person in the history of Chinese poetry to use pastoral life as an important creative theme. The poet lived in an extremely dark society but persisted in lofty ideals and interests, which forced him to eventually become a member of the ruling class. The upper class completely broke away and returned to the countryside. During his twenty years of pastoral life, he wrote a large number of pastoral poems. Among the 120 existing Tao poems, works describing rural scenery and farmers' life account for a large proportion.

This makes him the founder of our country's pastoral poetry. Tao Yuanming's pastoral poems include five poems "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields", five poems "Migrating", two poems "He Guo Zhubo", "Getting the First Rice in Xitian in the Mid-September of Geng Cheng", and twenty poems "Drinking", etc. .

These poems "describe the beautiful scenery of the countryside and the simple life of farmers, and praise the meaning of labor and the joy of participating in labor." (History of Chinese Literature, Institute of Literature, Chinese Academy of Sciences).

During the Kaiyuan and Tianbao years of the Tang Dynasty, social stability and economic prosperity provided poets with the material conditions for a leisurely life. The ruling class promoted Buddhism and Laoism, which also created a special kind of politics. 6. Ancient poems about rural scenery or rural life

In the poem, spring/summer/autumn/winter/mountain/water/sun/moon/wind/flower/rain/snow/grass/willow/ Tree/Bird/River/River/Cloud/Farewell/Family Love/Nostalgic Poems in Spring 1. I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.

(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. Who said that the heart of an inch of grass can repay three spring rays. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 3. Red beans grow in the south, how many branches will they sprout in spring? (Wang Wei : "Lovesickness")) 4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

(Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain") 5. The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to the ancient grass)) 6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.

(Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers") 7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep vegetation in spring. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.

(Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai)) 9. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to the Willow") 10. The spring scenery is so full that the garden cannot be closed, just one branch Red apricots come out of the wall.

(Ye Shaoweng: "It's not worth visiting the garden") Summer in the poem 1. I don't know the heat when I am exhausted, but I appreciate the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Guan Mao") 2. Deep. Living in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear.

(Li Shangyin: (Wanqing)) 3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped. (Xie Lingyun: (Traveling to Sailing in Chishi)) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the pavilion to enjoy the slight coolness.

(Du Fu: "Sigh on a Summer Night") 5. Farmer Fang Xiayun, I dare to eat while sitting still. (Dai Fuxu: "The Great Heat") 6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer.

(Li Ang: "Summer Couplet") 7. The remaining clouds bring away the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn. Lan. (Cen Shen: "The Water Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin Back to the County") 8. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but when it clears up, you will feel that summer is deep.

(Fan Chengda: "Xiqing") 9. Qingjiang. A song hugs the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun") 10. Why regret that Fang Fei is gone? "Odd title") Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival 1. The autumn wind is bleak, and the waves are rising. (Cao Cao: "Guan Cang Hai") 2. The three autumn leaves can bloom in February

(Li Qiao: "Wind". ) 3. Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers") 4. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will wither.

("Han Yuefu? Changgexing"). 》) 5. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the boat thousands of miles away from the Eastern Wu Dynasty is parked at the door. (Du Fu: "Quequa") 6. The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface.

(Liu Yuxi. ("Looking at the Dongting") 7. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Poems") 8. The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small fans flutter against the fireflies.

< p> (Du Mu: "Autumn Eve") 9. How much do you know about the past when spring flowers and autumn moon come? (Li Yu: "Yu Meiren") 10. I wanted to stop talking, but it was a cold day.

< p> (Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? Shubo Mountain Road") Winter in the Poetry 1. It's winter this year, and Guanxi's death is not over yet (Du Fu: "The Troops and Chariots")' 2. The autumn moon shines brightly in winter. The mountains are beautiful and the pines are cold.

(Tao Yuanming: "Four Seasons") 3. The southern neighbor is even more memorable, and the weather has not been redeemed (Lu You: "The Wind and Rain on October 28th") 4. Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the year is bright and bright.

(Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui") 5. The autumn wind blows with the sound of the sheng, and the winter snow blows away (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems") 6. Midwinter comes. By that time, all the flowers were gone.

(Chen Yi: "Plum Blossoms") 7. I don't know if the water bloomed first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold out after the winter snow (Zhang said: "Early Plum Blossoms") 8. Children's Winter. The students are busy with each other, but the foolish Confucian scholar is Zizhen.

(Lu You: "Residence in the Suburbs in Autumn") 9. During the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, people hug their knees in front of the lamp (Bai Juyi: "Winter Solstice"). "Missing Home at Night") 10. The weather, people, and sun are urging each other, and the winter solstice brings the sun and spring comes again.

(Du Fu: "Little Solstice") Poetry Zhongshan 1. Thousands of mountains have lost their birds, and thousands of people have disappeared. . (Liu Zongyuan: "Snow on the River") 2. The sun is shining over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

(Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower") 3. When you reach the top, you can see all the small mountains. (Du Fu: "Looking at the Mountains") 4. The country is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

(Du Fu: "Looking at the Mountains") 5. No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices. (Wang Wei: "Lu Chai") 6. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds.

(Li Bai: "Guanshan Moon") 7. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain") 8. Bean planting At the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings.

(Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields") 9. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man? Book on the Ostomy Wall of Jiangxi")) 10. Don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because you are in this mountain.

(Su Shi: "Inscription on the West Forest Wall") Water in the poem 1. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. ("The Book of Songs? Jianjia") 2. Where is the water? The mountains and islands are standing tall.

(Cao Cao: Viewing the Sea) 3. White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves. (King Luo Bin: "Ode to the Goose") 4. Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point.

(Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")) 5. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village") 6. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's gift to me.

(Li Bai: "Gift to Wang Lun") 7. The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Poems") 8. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.

(Bai Juyi: "Remembering Jiangnan") 9. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water. (Yang Wanli: "Little Pond") 10. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

(Su Shi: "Inscribed on Huichong {Evening View of Spring River)") The Sun in the Poetry 1. The sun rises in the southeast corner, shining on my Qin family building. ("Han Yuefu? Moshang Sang") 2. The sun is shining over the mountains, and the Yellow River is flowing with people.

(Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower") 3. In Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. (Du Fu: "Quatrains") 4. At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.

(Liu Changqing: "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow")) 5. The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets over the long river. (Wang Wei: "Envoy to the Fortress") 6. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest.

(Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple") 7. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as the fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River") 8. Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches.

(Wang Anshi: "Yuan Ri") 9. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. (Yang Wanli: (Sent off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple)) 10. The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and a lonely sail comes from the sun.

(Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") Moon in the poem 1. In front of the bed The bright moonlight is suspected to be frost on the ground. Looking up at the bright moon, I lower my head and think about my hometown.

(Li Bai: "Quiet Night Thoughts") 2. The sky is low in the wild, and the moon is clear over the river. "Stay in Jiande River") 3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream.

(Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn") 4. The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and Shan Yu escapes at night. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon") 5. Raise a cup to the bright moon and look at each other as three people. .