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Second grade poems about children’s life

1. Write poems about leisurely life

2. Write poems about life

Write poems about leisurely life 1. Describe life Poems of ease

Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu"

The hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood have red calyxes in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another.

Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn"

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over 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.

Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

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.

Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia"

The slanting light illuminates the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation, the song of sadness has faded away.

Wang Jian's "Tian Jia Xing"

The male voice is cheerful and the female face is cheerful, and people don't complain about saying goodbye. Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear, and the sound of cars is buzzing on the eaves. Wild silkworms make cocoons that no one can take, and moths flutter among the leaves. When the wheat is harvested and the silk is on the axis, the officials know enough to lose. Don't look forward to the entrance to get back on your body, and don't sell yellow calves to the city. The Tian family's food and clothing are not rich, and they are happy when they don't see the county gate!

"Old Songs from the Wild" by Zhang Ji

The poor old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountain fields. The seedlings were so sparse and taxed that they could not be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil. At the end of the year, people are hoeing and plowing in an empty room, and calling their children to climb mountains to harvest acorns. Xijiang Jia Ke has hundreds of dendrobium trees, and the dogs raised in the boat will eat meat.

"Shangtian Family" by Nie Yizhong

Selling new silk in February and selling new grain in May. Healing the sores in front of the eyes, but cutting out the flesh in the heart. I wish the king’s heart to turn into a candle of light. If you don’t take care of the Qiluo Banquet, you will take the light of the escape house.

Wei Yingwu's "Guan Tian Jia"

A light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder starts to wake up the insects. The Tian family was free for a few days, and farming began. The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order. Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Stream. Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment brings joy. There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there. Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will be rewarded with food and money.

"The Widow in the Mountains" by Du Xunhe

The husband defended Pengmao because of the soldiers, and his linen clothes and temples were scorched. Even if the mulberry trees are abandoned, they still need to pay taxes; if the fields are desolate, they still need to collect seedlings. Sometimes you pick wild vegetables and roots and boil them, and spin the firewood with leaves to cook. No matter how deep the mountain is, there should be no way to avoid the corvee.

Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia"

The slanting light illuminates the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants and robins are showing off the wheat seedlings, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.

Wang Wei's "Spring Pastoral"

Spring doves are chirping in the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees. Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, hoeing spring veins. Returning swallows know the old nest, and old people see 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.

"Visiting an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran

An 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 pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.

Du Fu's "Sui Yan Xing"

The clouds are turning into dusk and there is a lot of north wind, and the Xiaoxiang Dongting is covered with white snow. When the weather is cold and the fishnets are frozen, don't shoot wild geese and sing with mulberry bows. Last year, rice was expensive for the army, but this year, rice is cheap, which greatly hurts farmers. High-motivated officials are tired of wine and meat, and this generation is empty. The people of Chu value fish more than birds, so don't kill Nan Feihong in vain. It is said that men and women are flirting with each other everywhere, cutting off kindness and forbearing love, but returning rent and mediocrity. In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed. Carving clay is the easiest to get, and if your likes and dislikes don't match your appearance, you will be confused. The horns are blown on the city walls of all nations, when will this sad song end?

"Song of Burning" by Wen Tingyun

Standing up and looking at Nanshan, the mountains and fields are burning. The reddish sunset seems to be extinguished, and the short flames are connected again. Drifting towards the rock, slowly reaching the green wall. When the wind blows away, the red eaves shine from a distance. The neighbor next to me can speak clearly, and I can't help but sigh. He said that the Chu country was more customary, and burning rice was called "Haotian". Bean sprouts and insects are swarming, and the flowers on the fence serve as houses. The pigs return to their pens in the abandoned stacks, and the chickens peck at the millet in the square. The New Year brings rain and clear weather, and the sound of racing is everywhere. When you hold money, people will tell you, and when you knock on tiles, you will hear the sound in the forest. The divination on the mountain was revealed, and he came back under the mulberry jujube tree. Blow the fire to the white grass, and the sickle on your waist reflects the sugarcane. The wind drives away the mist of oak leaves, and the oak trees connect the mountains. The stars burst out beyond the clouds, and the flying embers fell in front of the steps. She lay back and groaned and sneezed, and the crow girl cursed for a prosperous life. Who would have thought that the green beauty would be used as official tax?

Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany (1)"

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

Fan Chengda's "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons (2)"

Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are each 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.

Breaking the trend----Yan Shu

The swallows come at the Spring Society, and the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival.

There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole calls at the bottom of the leaves.

The sun is long and the flying catkins are light.

The girl from the east neighbor smiles cleverly and greets her on the mulberry picking path.

I wonder if I had a good sleep last night because I won the grass fight today.

Smiling comes from both faces.

Yan Shu----a famous prime minister and poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, the title of the collection of poems is "Zhuyu Ci"

2. Poems describing leisurely life

1. "Weichuan Tianjia" Era: Tang Author: Wang Wei The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return home in the back alleys.

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.

Tianfu came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.

2. "Shizhou Slow·Zhe Husheng Sends Off the Cold" Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Zhidao Zhe Husheng sends off the cold, burns brightly to make the year come alive, and issues the Yao Calendar. Green mist burn marks, green floating wind wrinkles, warm spring color.

When the earth and heaven are in harmony, when the time comes, the five ghosts will have no trouble with each other. Why not smile and lean into the east wind, drinking three hundred cups at a time?

Long memories. Fu Jian joined the bandits, and his achievements were so great that he was promoted to the imperial family, which was nothing compared to Anshi.

Don’t throw away ambitions and righteousness lightly. The reputation of the land is enhanced, and the achievements of the Yi people are greatly enhanced.

Although Pengxi is good, it will not end in leisure. The yellow bird is sipping, and the spring sun is in the pot.

3. "Congratulations to the Bridegroom, Wanli Min'e Road" Era: Song Author: Lu Zugao Wanli Min'e Road. Returning with laughter, wild and leisurely, old-fashioned demeanor.

The jade majesty and the golden boudoir lead to spring, but they are late to the capital. Comic wins, West Lake fun.

Beyond the shadow of the fragrant seal script and harp silk curtain, there are morning clouds, night moon and gulls and herons. Everyone recognizes me, drunk in the middle sentence.

Feifu reported to Kuanglu again. Afraid of Chi Xiao, the class is still there, and someone will take it.

Having a black head is full of fame and fortune, and romance comes from it. But love me and meet each other soon.

A cup full of wine is for your longevity, and there are winds and lotuses shaking thousands of hectares to clear the heat. Talking about this, Jinlu.

4. "Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Volunteer to Be Qiyi" Era: Song Dynasty Author: Feng Queqia Zi Gu Bei Qiyi. Like Cangzhou, the white birds are leisurely, quietly leaning on the fist stone.

Talk about sending a ladder of clouds and wooden watches, overlooking the rainbow thousands of feet. The sounds and colors on the Lejiang River and in the mountains.

Surrounded by mirror-like clear currents, the lake is filled with smiles and a song praising the Tang Dynasty's edict. Who knows the outside world?

The wonderful ink marks flying in are still wet. The pearls flow out from the moving plate, and the fire does not eat people's chest and diaphragm.

Three sighs of Yangchun know that there are few people, but I feel that the light creates an empty room. Where to find it, relying on the singing and flute guest.

Whether you can come to Yulin someday, I will wait for them to be divided equally, and the wind and moon will be used to write pens. Add a friend and enjoy your leisure time.

5. "Nian Nujiao·Yaochi Gaohui" Era: Song Dynasty Author: Li Pleiying At the Yaochi Gaohui, you can see the fragrant clouds on the back of the phoenix, and the soft wind on the knees of the crane. Heaven sent Yue Qing to worship and dance, and a new seal of worship was written to increase the rank.

A mother can be a virtuous person, and if she gives birth to a son like this, he will always be a Buddha. Sun Zeng played with colors and smiled leisurely.

Zeng Xiangzhong, Hunchixuan, commented on the present and the past, and wrote Wang Yanqi in handwriting. The shade of Wengtang is here, reflecting the green of Meixian Mountain.

People love Huangtang, wish Xuantang a long life, and burst into cheers. Propaganda next year, the peach fire will be real in the jujube court.

3. Poems expressing leisure

"Weichuan Tianjia"

Era: Tang Author: Wang Wei

The setting sun illuminates the ruins After falling, the cattle and sheep return to the poor alleys.

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.

This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away.

"Looking at the Yellow Crane Tower"

Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai

Looking east to the Yellow Crane Mountain, the majestic tower is half empty.

There are white clouds on all sides, and the middle peak leans against the red sun.

The rocks and mountains are dome-spanning, and the peaks are densely packed.

It is said that many immortals learned flying skills here.

Facing Penghai, there is an empty stone chamber for thousands of years.

The golden stove produces smoke, and the Yutan is mysterious and quiet.

The ancient vegetation and trees on the ground, and the old mushrooms in the cold courtyard.

Jian Yu climbed to the top with envy because he wanted to maintain his leisure.

There are many wonders to behold in all the mountains, but this mountain range is incomparable.

Send your heart to the green pine, and you will always realize the guest's feelings.

"On Pengli Lake"

Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Jiuling

Along the large lake, the lake currents often flow. In the early morning, we headed toward Beizhu, and it was already west of Doupu.

Although it is flooded and open, it is moderately flowing and leisurely. There are many wonderful things, but the feelings are not the same.

Lushan Mountain is directly connected to the Yangtze River, and the solitary stone is used as a yin technique. A stream of water flies across the clouds, and several peaks emerge from the center of the lake.

How are the images intertwined? How deep are the metaphors? And we know that they are all natural, and there is no sympathy for superiors and inferiors.

"In the Mountain"

Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You

The grass pavilion stays in the clouds, and the creek bridge leads to the cranes.

The body is leisurely and the poetry is relaxed, and the mind is quiet and dreams of peace.

The stone milk drips all the time, and the loose fat is bright all night long.

The mountains are quite secluded and interesting, but I am not proud of you.

4. Poems about a quiet and leisurely life

1. "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons Part 2" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty:

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat. , wheat flowers, snow and cabbage flowers are sparse.

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

Explanation: Early summer is the time when plums are golden and apricots are plump, wheat ears are blooming with white flowers, and rapeseed flowers are almost gone and are setting seeds. The days are long in summer, and no one passes by the fence. Everyone is busy in the fields, and only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

2. "Weichuan Tianjia" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty:

The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.

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.

This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away.

Definition: The village is covered with the afterglow of the sunset, and the cattle and sheep return one after another along the deep alleys. The old man misses his grandson who is grazing, and his stick is waiting for him at the firewood gate of his house. The pheasants are crowing, the wheat is about to ear, the silkworms are sleeping, and the mulberry leaves are already thin. The farmers returned to the village with their hoes behind their hands, laughing and loving each other. Why don't I envy you for being so comfortable? I couldn't help but chant "The Decline" sadly.

3. "Visiting an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty:

An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums.

Definition: An old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to his farmhouse. Green woods surround the village, and a line of green hills looms faintly outside the city walls. Open the window and face the farm and vegetable garden, drink wine and chat about farming. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, I will come here to watch the chrysanthemums.

4. "Rain Passing the Mountain Village" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty:

There are one or two roosters crowing in the rain, and the bridge on the road in Zhuxi Village is slanted.

The woman and the aunt called each other to bathe the silkworms and look at the gardenias in the courtyard.

Definition: There is a cock crow in the rain, and there are only one or two houses in the mountain village. There is a plank bridge diagonally across the Zhuxi River on the village road. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law called each other to select silkworm seeds together. Only the gardenia bloomed and swayed alone in the courtyard.

5. "Shangshan Majian" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty:

Yunguanglancai is surrounded on all sides, and there are more than ten houses of soft weeping willows.

The pheasants are flying and the deer are flying over the fragrant grass, and the chickens are crouching in the cow alleys and the spring sun is setting.

The old man with beautiful eyebrows drinks wine from the bottle, and the daughter with beautiful sleeves wears wild flowers in her hairpin.

When driving a car, I think of the dust plan, and melancholy, I write in the fine sand by the stream.

Interpretation: Clouds and mist rise up and fill the fields, and there are more than ten families under the shade of soft willows. Golden pheasants and wild deer fly over the grassland, and chickens and livestock in the village lanes bathe in the slanting spring sun. The old man with long eyebrows poured himself a glass of wine leisurely, and the girl with red sleeves was pretty and wearing wild flowers. Feeling that I am always busy traveling by boat and car, I sigh with melancholy and scribble on the stream.

5. Poems describing leisure

Poems describing leisure include:

1. "Gui Songshan Composition" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Original text:

The Qingchuan belt is long and thin, and the carriages and horses go leisurely. The water flows as intended, and the birds return at dusk.

The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains. After a long journey, he came back and went into seclusion.

Translation:

The clear river water is surrounded by a piece of grass and trees, and the horses and horses drive slowly and leisurely. The flowing water seems to be full of affection for me, and the birds in the evening return with me.

The desolate city is leaning against the ancient ferry, and the afterglow of the setting sun fills the golden autumn mountains. At the foot of the distant and high Songshan Mountain, I spent my old age behind closed doors and rejected the secular world.

2. "Weichuan Tianjia" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Original text:

The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.

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.

This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away.

Translation:

Everywhere in the village is covered with the afterglow of the sunset, and the cattle and sheep return one after another along the deep alleys.

The old man misses his grandson who is grazing, and his stick and stick are waiting for him at the firewood gate of his house.

The pheasants are crowing, the wheat is about to ear, the silkworms are sleeping, and the mulberry leaves are already thin.

The farmers returned to the village with their hoes in hand, laughing and loving each other.

Why don’t I envy such comfort? I couldn't help but chant "The Decline" sadly.

3. Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, "Drinking and Building a House in a Human Land"

Original text:

Building a house in a human environment without the noise of cars and horses.

How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.

The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.

There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.

Translation:

Living in the human world, but without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses.

Ask me why I can do this. As long as you are ambitious, you will naturally feel that the place you are in is secluded.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, the Nanshan Mountain in the distance comes into view.

The atmosphere in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good. There are birds flying back with their companions.

This contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don’t know how to express it.

4. "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Twilight of Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Original text:

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over 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.

Translation:

The empty mountains were bathed in a new rain, and the fall of night made people feel that it was early autumn. The bright moon sheds clear light from the gaps in the pines, and clear spring water flows on the rocks.

The noisy sound in the bamboo forest is thought to be the return of the washer girl, and the swaying of the lotus leaves is thought to be wandering up and down the boat. The fragrance of spring may as well be allowed to fade away, but the kings and grandsons of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.

5. "Zhongnan Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Original text:

He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and in his later years he came home to the southern border of the mountains. Every time I go alone when I am happy, I know my victory in vain.

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.

Translation:

In my middle age, I already had a good heart for Taoism, and in my later years I moved to the foot of Nanshan Mountain. When the mood strikes, I roam alone, and only I know what I enjoy.

Take a leisurely stroll to the end of the water, sit down and look up at the floating white clouds. Occasionally, I met an old man in the forest. He kept chatting and laughing and forgot about his return date.

6. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields (Part 3)" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Original text:

At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, the grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. It's not enough to regret the stain on your clothes, but your wishes are fulfilled.

Translation:

Beans are planted in the fields at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The result is lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. I get up early in the morning and go to the fields to weed out weeds. At dusk, I carry the hoe back under the moonlight.

The narrow path is overgrown with vegetation, and in the evening dew wets my clothes. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet, I just hope I don't violate my intention to go into seclusion.

6. Poems expressing leisure

"Weichuan Tianjia" Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.

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.

Tianfu came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation fades away with sadness.

"Looking at the Yellow Crane Tower" Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Bai looked eastward at the Yellow Crane Mountain, and saw the majestic figure emerging from the sky. There are white clouds on all sides, and the middle peak leans against the red sun.

The rocks and mountains are dome-spanning, and the peaks are densely packed. It is said that many immortals learned the art of flying here.

Facing Penghai, there is an empty stone chamber for thousands of years. The golden stove is full of smoke, and the jade pool is mysterious and quiet.

The ancient vegetation and trees on the ground, and the old mushrooms in the cold courtyard. Jian Yu climbed to the top with envy because he wanted to maintain his leisure.

There are many wonders to behold in all the mountains, but this mountain range is incomparable. Send the green pine with your heart, and you will always realize the guest's love.

"On Pengli Lake" Year: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Jiuling Along the Great Lake, there are many lake currents. In the early morning, we headed toward Beizhu, and it was already west of Doupu.

Although it is flooded and open, it is moderately flowing and leisurely. There are many wonderful things, but the feelings are not the same.

Lushan Mountain is directly connected to the Yangtze River, and the solitary stone is used as a yin technique. A stream of water flies across the clouds, and several peaks emerge from the center of the lake.

How are the images intertwined? How deep are the metaphors? And we know that they are all natural, and there is no sympathy for superiors and inferiors.

"In the Mountain" Year: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You The Cao Pavilion stays in the clouds, and the creek bridge leads to the cranes. The body is leisurely and the poetry is relaxed, and the mind is quiet and dreams of peace.

The stone milk drips all the time, and the loose fat is bright all night long. The mountains are secluded and interesting, but I am not proud of you.

7. Looking for poems that express the tranquil life of the ancients

1. Drinking (Part 5)

The author was Tao Yuan, Ming Dynasty, Wei and Jin Dynasty

Conclusion The hut is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses. I ask you, what can you do? The mind is far away from itself.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth.

There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.

Translation

Living in the human world, but without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses. Ask me why? As long as your mind is high, you will naturally feel that the place you are in is secluded. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, the Nanshan Mountain in the distance comes into view. The atmosphere in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good. There are birds flying back with their companions. This contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don’t know how to express it

2. The title of the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple

The author Chang Jian Dynasty Tang

Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sunlight shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.

The light of the mountains pleases the birds, and the shadows of the ponds empty the hearts of the people. Everything is silent here, except for the sound of bells and chimes.

Translation

I walked into this ancient temple early in the morning, and the rising sun reflected the woods on the mountain. Bamboo groves cover the paths leading to the depths, and the flowers and trees in front and behind the Zen room are luxuriant and colorful. The bright mountain light makes the birds more happy, and the clear water in the pond also refreshes the mind and purifies the mind. At this moment, everything was silent except for the sound of bells and chimes.

3. Passing through an old friend’s village

Author Meng Haoran Tang Dynasty

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

Open a dining room and chat over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.

Translation

An old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to his hospitable farmhouse. Green woods surround the village, and green mountains lie outside the city. Open the window and face the vegetable garden of the threshing floor, holding a wine glass in hand and chatting about the crops. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, please come here to enjoy the chrysanthemums.

4. Rice fields

Author Wei Zhuang, Tang Dynasty

Green waves of spring fill the Qianpi, and the clouds are as far as the eye can see.

Thousands of egrets and egrets were spotted on the snow, breaking through the smoke and flying into the painting screen.

Translation

The turquoise water ripples all over the front slope, and the boundless fertile fields can be seen as far as the eye can see.

There is also an endless view of the egret flying through the clouds and smoke towards the painting.

5. Tian Family in Weichuan

Author Wang Wei Dynasty Tang

The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate.

There are pheasants and wheat seedlings, and silkworms are sleeping on the mulberry leaves. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other.

This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away.

Translation

Everywhere in the village is covered with the afterglow of the setting sun, and the cattle and sheep return one after another along the deep alleys. The old man misses his grandson who is grazing, and his stick is waiting for him at the firewood gate of his house. The pheasants are crowing, the wheat is about to ear, the silkworms are sleeping, and the mulberry leaves are already thin. The farmers returned to the village with their hoes behind their hands, laughing and loving each other. Why don't I envy you for being so comfortable? I couldn't help but recite "The Decline" with sadness

Write a poem about life 1. Write a poem about life

"Facing the sea, the flowers are blooming in spring"

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From tomorrow on, be a happy person

Feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the world

From tomorrow on, care about food and Vegetables

I have a house facing the sea, with flowers blooming in spring

Tell them my happiness

The lightning of happiness told me

I will tell everyone

Give every river and every mountain a warm name

Stranger, I also wish you well

May you have a bright future

May your lover eventually get married

May you be happy in this world

I only want to face the sea and the warm spring flowers Open

Drifting

Time is like a river

A drifting boat

Driving hard

Mother is Sail

Father is the rudder

A kind of drifting

Bumping the barren land

Shaking the home of Tubi

The rugged mountain road

The curve of time

The apple orchard without moonlight

The father is as old as a tree trunk

The mother A sob

A thunder

The dream of tearing the book apart

Penetrating my heart

Day after day

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Just today

Rough hands

Find a wad of hope

Support my dreams

From Spring to Summer

From Summer to Autumn

Orchard of Hope

Changing hands cheaply

Four Seasons in the Countryside

In spring,

the village is filled with the fragrance of flowers and the chirping of birds.

Listen carefully,

every sentence is a local accent.

Summer,

A painting in front of the village and behind the village.

After lunch,

enjoy the cool under the big tree.

Autumn,

There are friends from five continents.

East Coast,

Let’s meet to see seagulls.

Winter,

The festival is already in full swing.

On the street,

there was the sound of firecrackers.

How broad life is

He Qifang

How broad life is,

Life is the ocean.

Wherever there is life, there is happiness and treasures

2. Poems about describing "life"

Ancient poems describing spring

In the spring of Bude, all things are radiant----------ancient Chinese Yuefu poem "Long Song Xing"

I don't know who cuts out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors--- -----"Ode to the Willows" by Tang He Zhizhang

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is the willows that fill the imperial capital - Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty, "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba of the Water Department"

A few branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. -----------"Two Evening Scenes on the Spring River by Hui Chong" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and spring is always bright and colorful----Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty "Spring Day"

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling. ---------- "Quequatrains" by Monk Zhinan of the Southern Song Dynasty

Chaos The flowers gradually become more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. ――――Bai Juyi 〈〈Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake〉〉

Birds startling the mountains when the moon comes out, sing in the spring streams. ―――――Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no one to cross the wild boat.

――――Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream"

2. Ancient poems describing summer

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red ―――Yang Wanli's "Dawn" "Send off to Lin Zifang after leaving Jingci Temple"

During the Huangmei season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds----"A Visitor" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty

Why should Fang Fei take a break? Hate, the summer wood is gloomy and pleasant ----------- "Odd Titles on the Dark Sun in March" by Qin Guan of the Song Dynasty

The red and purple colors have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoo is heard in the new summer season - --------Lu You of Song Dynasty's "Early Summer Quatrains"

3. Ancient poems describing autumn and famous lines describing autumn

The falling clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water* **The sky is always the same color----"Farewell Preface to the Knee King Pavilion of Hongfu in Autumn" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty

The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only illuminated by the setting sun----- --------"Ambition" by Wang Ji of the Tang Dynasty

The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy the high-rise building for this purpose--------"Xie Tiao of Xuanzhou" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty Farewell to the school secretary Shu Yun"

The high autumn wind howls in August and rolls up the three thatched roofs of my house - "Song of Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty

The autumn light of red candles paints the screen coldly, and the small light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down and watch the Altair and Vega ----- "Autumn Eve" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

Blue sky, yellow sky The leaves are covered with waves of autumn colors, and the waves are green with cold smoke ----------- "Su Muzhe" by Fan Zhongyan of the Song Dynasty

4. Ancient poems describing winter and famous lines describing winter< /p>

Suddenly, as if a spring breeze came overnight, thousands of pear trees bloomed ---------Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sending Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"

Spreading salt in the air can be planned , not like catkins blowing up due to the wind---------Xie Daoyun of Jin Dynasty, "Snow Ode Couplet"

The snowflakes in Yanshan Mountain are as big as mats, blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another-------- -- "North Wind Travel" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. -------- "Snow on the River" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty

Who cut and carved thousands of piles of snow on the flat ground to create this continuous ceiling -------- "Li Hua Er" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty "First"

When the six flying flowers come into the house, sit and watch the green bamboos turn into green branches---------"Dui Xue" by Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty

3. Write a poem Poems related to life

Qing Ping Le. Village Dwelling

Xin Qiji

The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.

Wu Yin is very charming when she is drunk, but who is the old lady with gray hair?

The eldest child is hoeing beans to the east of the stream, while the middle child is weaving chicken coops.

The younger child is most fond of rogues, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods.

Five poems of "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields"·Tao Yuanming

One of them

I have little vulgar charm, my nature is to love hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net, and I lost three of them. Ten years.

The birds in the cage are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about their old abyss. They have opened up the wilderness in the south, and they have returned to the garden.

The square house has more than ten acres, and there are eight or nine thatched houses. Behind the eaves of the shade, in front of the peach and plum hall.

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

The courtyard is clean of dust. There is more leisure in an empty room. After being in a cage for a long time, I can return to nature.

The second part

There are few people in the wild, and there are few wheeled martingale in the back streets. In the daytime, the leaves are covered with bushes, and the wine is completely forgotten. Thoughts of the world.

At that time, people came and went in the market, wearing straw. There was no murmur when we met, but the road was full of mulberry and hemp.

The mulberry and hemp days have been long, and my soil days are long. It has been widely spread. There is often a fear of frost coming, and the scattered grass will be scattered.

The third one

Plant beans at the foot of the southern mountain. The grass is full of bean sprouts and there are few bean seedlings. In the morning, I will clean up the wasteland and filth, and use the moon to hoe. Return.

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew stains my clothes. I don’t regret the stains on my clothes, but I have fulfilled my wish.

The fourth step

Going to the mountains for a long time Traveling in the wilderness, enjoying the wild woods. Try taking your children and nephews to walk in the deserted ruins.

Wandering among the hills and ridges, people still live in the past. There are ruins of wells and stoves, and decayed mulberry and bamboo trees.

I would like to ask the firewood collectors, how can these people be as good as firewood? He told me that there will be no remnant after death.

It is true to abandon the court and market for a lifetime. Life seems to be an illusion, and it will end in nothingness. .

Fiveth Part

Returning from regret alone, it is rugged and winding. The mountain stream is clear and shallow, and when I encounter it, I wash my feet.

I am new to it. Wine, a pair of chickens brings closeness. 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, and it has returned to the sky.

Passing the old friend's village

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Meng Haoran

An old friend invited me to Tian's house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.

Kaixuan In the garden, drinking wine and talking about mulberry and hemp.

On the Double Ninth Festival, we will come to drink chrysanthemums.

4. Poems describing daily life

Describing daily life Verses of:

1. A few branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River")

2. The wildfire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again.

(Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland")

3. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. (Tao Yuanming's "Drinking")

4. The thatched eaves are swept clean and free of moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand. (Wang Anshi's "Book of Mr. Hu Yin's Wall")

5. Open a pavilion and talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. (Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village")

6. I like children the most, scoundrels, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus pods. (Xin Qiji's "Qing Ping Le - Village Residence")

7. Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and wax torches will shed tears before they dry up. (Li Shangyin's "Untitled")

8. It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors.

(Zhu Xi's "Spring Day")

5. Poems about writing about life

A few more words for you

Stones from other mountains can attack jade - " "The Book of Songs. Crane Ming"

2. The melon fields do not accept shoes, and the plum blossoms do not wear straight hats - Han Yuefu folk song "A Gentleman Walks"

3. There is a high bun in the city, one foot high in all directions ——Han Yuefu folk song "Ballad in the City"

4. He Yibai's steel-making turns into softness around the fingers - "A Gift to Lu Chen" by Liu Kun of Jin Dynasty

5. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to a higher level - "Climbing the Stork Tower" by Wang Zhihuan of the Tang Dynasty

6. People are metabolized, and the past becomes the past and the present - "Climbing Xian Mountain with the Scholars" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

7. Plants and trees have no intention of doing anything, but they will prosper and wither naturally - Tang Dynasty Meng Haoran's "Jiang Shang Yin Cui Shaofu Guofu"

8. Plant a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand in autumn. A small piece of grain - "Compassion for the Peasants" by Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty

9. It's ridiculous for a cricket to shake a big tree - "Tiao Zhang Ji" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

10. The bow should be drawn with a strong draw, and the arrow should be used with a long one. To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first - "Nine Poems Before Going Out of the Fortress" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

11. Things are not too small or too small. , self-adaptation and stability - "Summer Night Sigh" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

12. There are countless spring flowers, but they are nothing like the fruits of autumn - "Sandu Music" by Chen Liang of the Song Dynasty

13. High achievements lead to resentment, but power is a crisis - "Reading the Biography of the Generals Crossing the River" by Wang Mai of the Song Dynasty

14. The rise and rest of all things are natural - "Sun Travel" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty < /p>

15. If the sky is affectionate, the sky will also grow old - Li He, Tang Dynasty, "The Golden Bronze Immortal's Ci Han Song"

16. An inch of time, an inch of gold - Tang Dynasty, Wang Zhenbai, "White Deer Cave" "Two Songs"

17. Seventy years of life are rare - "Qujiang" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

18. The building outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain - "Inscribed on Lin'an" by Lin Sheng of the Song Dynasty Mansion"

19. Who has not been seen in the history of Qing Dynasty in ancient times, but now we can see the ancients who are famous for their achievements - Tang Cen Shen's "Luntai Song to Send the Feng Dafu to the Western Expedition"

20. Year after year Flowers are similar, but people are different from year to year - Liu Xiyi, Tang Dynasty, "Sorrowful White-headed Man"

21. Yin's father is still afraid of his offspring, but his husband must not underestimate the youth - Li Bai, Tang Dynasty, "Shang Li Yong"

22. Fake gold should be plated with real gold. If the real gold is not plated with gold - Li Shen of the Tang Dynasty, "Answer to the Filial Piety Biao"

23. Thousands of sails were passing by the side of the sunken boat, and I was sick. In front of the trees are thousands of spring trees - Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty, "Rewarding Lotte and Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou"

24. Please don't play the songs of the previous dynasty, and listen to the newly-reproduced willow branches - Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty, " "Poem of Willow Branches"

25. The new leaves in the fragrant forest urge the old leaves, and the waves in the flowing water give way to the waves behind - Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, "The Poetry of Dun, Uncle Hui, and the Three Gentlemen All Have Deeply Divided Causes" This is a poem to send"

26. After gathering the flowers into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for - "Bee" by Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

27. Er Cao's identity All the names are destroyed, but the eternal flow of the rivers will not be wasted - "Six Quatrains of Drama" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

28. Only look at the waves behind to urge the waves ahead, and realize that the new man is better than the old man - Song Dynasty's interpretation of "Crossing the Tiao River" ”

29. Not afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, just because you are at the highest level - "Climbing Feilai Peak" by Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty

30. Not knowing the true face of Mount Lu, just because you are at the top Living in this mountain - "Inscription on the West Forest Wall" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

31. How can the plum blossoms be so fragrant if the plum blossoms are not cut to the bone - "Pipa Ji" by Gaoming of the Yuan Dynasty

32. What you see on paper will eventually become shallow, and you will definitely know that you have to do it in earnest - Lu You, Song Dynasty, "Reading on a Winter Night to Show Zi Yu"

33. The first to get the moon is when you are near the water, and the flowers and trees in the sun are easy to turn into spring - "Fragmented Sentences" by Su Lin of the Song Dynasty

34. Life is similar everywhere, it should be like a flying giant stepping on the snow and mud. Occasionally there are fingers and claws left on the mud, Hongfei is counting things. ——Su Shi of the Song Dynasty, "Hezi" "Nostalgia from Mianchi"

35. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is difficult to do in ancient times - "Shui Diao Ge Tou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty

36. 1 There are no waves in the stagnant water of the bay, and there are also times when the spring breeze swings - Yuan Dai Shanfu's "Tao Xueshi drunkenly wrote a beautiful drama"

37. Good things have always been frugal, and since ancient times, melons have been bitter but sweet later - Yuan Bai Pu "Yangchun Song. Title"

38. Canglong still rains at dusk, and the old trees bloom more in spring - Ming Dynasty. Gu Yanwu "Repay Fu Chushi Ci Yu"

39 . Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years - "On Poetry" by Zhao Yi of the Qing Dynasty