The fifth poem about rural scenery

1. Ancient poetry 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 I knocked on 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 faintly 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.

2. The poem "Chai Lu" describes the rural scenery. Wang Wei, there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice.

Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss. "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran didn't learn dawn in his spring sleep, and birds were singing everywhere.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night. "Bird Watching Creek" Wang Weiren is idle with osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Zhu Wangwei leans alone in the dense bamboo, I am playing the piano, and I am humming.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Sleeping at Jiande River Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and 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. "In the Mountain" Wang Wei Jingxi white stone, cold and thin red leaves.

There is no rain on the winding mountain road, the smoke is misty in the dense pine trees, and the water vapor is heavy, as if to flow, and then the clothes of passers-by. Wang Wei, who lives in autumn, stands in the autumn evening in an empty mountain 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. Meng Haoran, prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your 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. "Drinking" Tao Yuanming built a house in a humanistic environment, with no chariots and horses.

Ask what you can do, your heart is far from self-prejudice. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.

3. Poems describing rural scenery describe rural scenery

1, "two quatrains" Tang 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, "Bamboo House" Tang

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.

3, "The Village of the Old Man" Tang 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.

4, "I don't have a letter to Pei Di from Wangchuan" Don Wang Wei.

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. Tao Yuanming, the first song of returning to the garden.

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, "Pastoral Poetry" Tang Li Bai

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. Wei in Chai Lu.

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. "Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains" 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.

9. "Country April" 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, riverside night stone

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

12, Bird Watching Creek, Tang

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.

13, "Tour Shanxi Village" Song

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.

14, "Wild Old Songs" Tang Zhangji's old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields. Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil. At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.

The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat.

15, Tang, its huge height is close to the city of heaven, connecting Qian Shan to the corner of 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.

4. Poems describing the scenery of farmhouse music need five sentences to pick chrysanthemums and see Nanshan leisurely.

Don't laugh at the mud wine in the farmhouse, and raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

Meng Haoran's "Lai Li Xin Ge"

Eight solutions to Zen forest show, Sanming to Yuan Cai. The land is far away from the fragrant world, and the heart water purification pavilion is open.

Check the dangerous mountain and find the secluded stone road to come back. Swiss flowers grow from the bottom, and a panacea must be planted.

Blue nets cross mangroves, clear springs and green moss. Play fish smell, idle birds recite scriptures.

Abandon the image to realize, forget the words and reason to do. What you get in silence is nothing but chanting.

Meng Haoran, a "tooth sitting in the mountain and hiding in the south"

Gong has left his seat, but he is on high. The woodcutter doesn't know, but the monk knows.

Take the rest as a good thing and take a look together. Bamboo dew drops at night, and the wind blows during the day.

Never hold Wechat business, the situation will return to the previous rules. There is no strange strategy here, the people think.

Meng Haoran's "The Floating Picture of General Manager Deng Holding the Temple"

Climb the pagoda in the air and see Beijing on a sunny day. Surrounded by bamboo, the mountains are connected to the garden.

Four doors open to the imperial palace, and the building overlooks others. From the beginning, I was tired of grabbing and collecting sand for my children.

A glimpse of merits and demerits will increase your heart. Sitting feels that the sky is near, and the empty fragrance sends the fallen flowers.

Early Spring in Chang 'an (Poems by Zhang Zirong) Meng Haoran

Only Dongjing guards, and the city starts from Beichen. Xiange is peaceful, and * * * is happy in Yin Jian.

Snow clears the green hills and trees, and ice opens the black waterfront. The grass welcomes the golden horse, and the flowers accompany Lou Yuren.

Hung-chien watched countless songs, which Ying Ge often listened to. Why should I be honored to return to wicker?

Meng Haoran's Tian Jia Yuan Day

Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning. I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.

A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy. Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.

Meng Haoran's Dawn of Nanshan

The miasma is clear, and the Nanshan complex water clouds. Kun flies today, and birds fall to smell it.

The ground is close to Changsha, and the river is separated from Zhu Ling. Jia Sheng once bowed, and he was also painful and gentle.

"Crossing Xiangjiang River at Night" (Cui Shi) "Meng Haoran

The passenger ship was greedy and sneaked across the Xiangjiang River. Smell Du Fang with dewdrops, and pick lotus with songs.

The people on the list jumped into the fire, and the fish stayed in the pool and smoked. Ask each other when traveling, where is Xunyang?

"Listening to Drama" Meng Haoran

Why are you gloomy when you see those things clearly? The frost is gradually pouring, and oranges are like gold.

The female companion struggled to climb and pick, and the peeping of picking hindered the depth of the leaves. And pity * * *, showing a sense of unity.

Bone spurs are red, and the quilt is fragrant and sticky. A jade plate is better than a forest.

Wang Wei below

House of Bamboo

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.

An autumn night in the mountains

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.

Back to my home in Songshan

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.

Zhong Nanshan

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?

Through the temple of Ji Xiang.

I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.

Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high?

The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

5. In grade five or six, I wrote 1 ancient poems and seven pastoral songs. The Sixth Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei.

Hearts also contain fresh rain overnight, green willows and a touch of spring smoke.

The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping.

The red peach blossoms still contain fresh rain all night, and the green wicker even carries a touch of spring smoke. The petals fell, the children at home didn't clean up, and the oriole fell asleep with a leisurely mountaineer.

Note: Su Yu: It rained last night. Morning smoke: refers to the morning fog. Family children: child servants. Shanke: A person who lives in seclusion in a villa refers to the poet himself. Youmian: Still sleeping.

2. Spring pastoral in Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village. Hold an axe to cut far and wide, and hoe the spring pulse.

Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.

There are cuckoo birds in the house, and a large piece of apricot flowers near the village is white. Holding an axe to sort out the long branches of mulberry trees, carrying a hoe to see the underground springs. The swallow flew back last year, as if he knew its lair. The old owner of the house is looking through the New Year calendar. I want to have a drink and stop. I can't help but feel disappointed when I think of people who have left their homes to be guests.

6. Poems describing rural pastoral 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. "Return to the Garden" I.

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.