Rural Spring Festival poems

1. The most familiar ancient poems about the Spring Festival in modern China are probably Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri:

Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,

Spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su;

Thousands of families are dying,

Always trade new peaches for old ones.

This poem is lively, full of happy atmosphere of the New Year, and fresh in meaning, so it is widely celebrated among the people and will be hard to forget after several generations. In Wang Anshi's poems, there are three concrete images related to the Spring Festival: firecrackers, Tu Su and Fu Tao, which are the customs of China people for the New Year. Firecrackers are the creation of China people who invented gunpowder. The custom of setting off firecrackers in the New Year has lasted for thousands of years, which is a special way for China people to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

On New Year's Eve, when the New Year bell rings, firecrackers sound in all directions on the land of China, which is perhaps the most lively sound on earth. When I get up in the morning of the Spring Festival, fragments of firecrackers can be seen everywhere on the ground. I remember many years ago, I wrote a poem for the Spring Festival Pictorial of Wen Wei Po. Among them, there is a printed matter. There is no one in the picture, only the farmer's gate with red couplets on it and firecrackers in front of it. I have forgotten what I wrote in the poem, but I still remember the picture clearly. Foreigners can't understand the meaning of this picture, but people in China know it's Spring Festival. The scene of this painting can actually be described by an ancient poem: "The new calendar is only half open, and the small court is still bursting." This is a poem written by a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Zhao Ziang, a great painter and calligrapher in the Yuan Dynasty, also wrote a poem about setting off firecrackers in the Spring Festival, which is much more lively than Wang Anshi's: "One after another, it is as bright as a star and as loud as a fire."

Regarding firecrackers, Fan Chengda's "Firecracker Line" is the most detailed. This poem describes the process of setting off firecrackers on New Year's Eve. If it is used to describe the noisy scenes and inner prayers of modern people when welcoming the Spring Festival, it is also unacceptable:

Eat residual bean porridge to sweep away the dust,

Cut off the barrel, pay for it,

Sweat and fire broke out between the joints,

Healthy servants will still run away.

However, the children stood at a distance,

The footsteps landed and the thunder roared.

One sound and two ghosts are surprised,

Three, four, haunted house.

Ten sounds connect a hundred gods and peace,

There is peace in all directions.

But pick up the focus and fold the bottom of the bed,

There is still the power to drive away the disease.

The firecrackers in Fan Chengda's poems are real firecrackers. A bamboo pole is heated in the fire, and then it explodes when it hits the ground, making a "thunder roar". Making firecrackers with paper and gunpowder is probably later.

"Tu Su" in Wang Anshi's poem "Yuan Ri" refers to wine. It is said that Tu Su wine is soaked in a kind of grass called Tu Su, but now no one knows what Tusu grass is. Some people think it's thatched grass in the south of the Yangtze River. There is also a saying that Tu Su is the name of a grass temple. Some people make medicinal liquor in the temple, which can strengthen the body and bones. This wine is called Tu Su wine. In ancient times, it was customary for the whole family to get together and drink Tu Su wine on the first day of the first month, with young people drinking first, then old people drinking, and taking turns toasting, with the oldest old people always drinking last. Su Ziyou wrote in his later years' poems: "Drinking Tu Su at the end of each year makes you feel over 70", describing this custom.

"Always exchange new peaches for old ones" means peach symbol. Fu Tao is a red wooden board with a picture of an idol and the name of the idol written on it, that is, the door god. In the early morning of the first day of the first month, it is also an ancient folk custom to hang peach symbols on the door to welcome the new and ward off evil spirits. Later, in fact, Spring Festival couplets written on red paper replaced the ancient peach symbols. Many people in modern times have an imaginative interpretation of this poem by Wang Anshi, saying that it means that new things always replace declining things, which shows the poet's new idea of advocating reform. This interpretation is not far-fetched in connection with Wang Anshi's life experience, but I still feel more joy in welcoming the New Year in this poem.

Lu You's Four Wonders "Snow at Night" is also about celebrating the Spring Festival on New Year's Eve:

At the beginning of the fourth watch, the north wind blows snow,

Jia Rui Tian Jiao and Nianchu.

Tu Su's half lamp has not been lifted,

Write peach characters in front of the lamp.

This poem is about Tu Su and Fu Tao in Wang Anshi's Yuan Ri. It is snowing outside the window, and the poet is drinking and writing Spring Festival couplets to welcome the New Year. Although this poem does not have the festive atmosphere of "January Day", it is a vivid portrayal of the image of a lonely literati during the New Year.

Lihong Zhao

2. Poems about the countryside-rural villages

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

Chickens, ducks and pigs are full of circles, and cotton and linen are stacked.

There are many supermarkets and roads winding through the pond.

Taxation is a moral issue, and there will be no good days for a thousand years.

Minnong

Don Li Shen

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

Agricultural family

Don Young is in people.

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

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

Tour Lu Cun, Shanxi

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.

The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

3. Poetry about the Spring Festival: Spring grass is full of flowers.

Flowers are everywhere, and the fragrance is overflowing.

The east wind blows Qian Shan green.

Spring rain brings new life to all things.

Spring has come to the peach tree.

In front of Ying Ge Lvliu Building

A few lines of willow, green mountains and rivers show

A tree is plum blossom, and heaven and earth are spring.

The spring tide surges in thousands of Jiang Xue.

Wan Hu Pearl comes from the sea area.

Xue Rui reflects Zhao Feng's age.

The foal leaps into the auspicious year.

Qianshan sings Spring Festival songs together.

All the water sings a happy song together.

Dongfeng welcomes the new year.

Timely snow indicates a good harvest.

School couplets

Jade Dragon Bunny celebrates auspicious day.

Jinfeng wears pearls for the New Year.

Di Nong mei Hua ge

Ti Ying Feng

The jade emperor's flowers are bright in spring and willow green.

Tian Yao Ri Li Xiaoxia Dan

Every cup is drunk on the first day of Yuan Dynasty.

Flowers are everywhere in spring.

The breeze blows the green willows.

Shi Yu run chun Miao

There is no limit to learning the sea.

Wan Ren is determined to climb the Shu Mountain.

Skillfully climb the road with a ladder.

Diligently water the pillars.

Huang Yingming Liu Cui

Yan Zijian Feng Chun

The oriole on the branch makes a nice sound.

The rain in front of the window spreads the news of spring.

Snow is falling and plum is blooming.

Xia Hong is beautiful and strives for honor every year.

Laughter came from firecrackers.

Chimonanthus praecox smells sweet.

The wind blew away the snow and said goodbye to the wax.

Incense sends plum blossoms to spring.

Wuyue Hongmei blooms in prosperity.

The snow in Kyushu bodes well.

Respect teachers, love students, fashion and beauty.

Study hard and practice hard.

Cultivate peaches and plums carefully

Be a diligent gardener.

Cold-exhausted peach blossoms are tender

Willow leaf in spring

4. Chai Lu by Wang Wei is an ancient poem describing the countryside.

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.

Wu Xinyi of Wang Wei

The branches of the topmost hibiscus flowers are full of scarlet calyx in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall.

Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain"

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.

Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek

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.

Wang Wei's "Farmhouse on the Wei River"

In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life, and the disappointed songs are fading.

Wang Jian's Tian Jia Xing

Farmers in the countryside are jubilant, happy, satisfied and empty, and even the tone of their words is different from usual. In summer, the wheat grains are rolling and the summer grain is bumper. There is also a good harvest of cocoons in summer, and the noise of cars under the eaves is endless, and the cocoons of wild silkworms are not collected, so they can only die. There was a scene of bumper harvest, but the villagers could not enjoy the fruits of their labor, but had to pay most of the grain and silk taxes. In the harvest year, they don't expect to spread grain and weave silk by themselves, but only hope to save the cattle in the city and hand them over to the government. Tian Jia has no food and clothing, and he will be happy if he doesn't see the county gate!

Zhang Ji's wild old songs

The 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.

Nie's The Wounded Family

Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May. Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart. I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle. Not according to the banquet at the front, but according to the escape room.

Wei's "Guan Tian Jia"

A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up. Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began. Dingzhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge. When I return to the scene, I often drink the water from Xixi. Hunger is not self-suffering, but joy. There is nothing in the warehouse for the night, and the corvee hasn't arrived yet. Being ashamed of not practicing, I ate it.

Widows in the mountains of Du Xunhe

Because of the soldiers, the husband clung to Mao Peng and his linen clothes were burned. Mulberry and zhe waste taxes, and the countryside is still seeking seedlings. When picking wild vegetables and roots for cooking, spin raw wood and burn leaves. If you are in a deep mountain, you should also avoid the levy.

Wang Wei's Pastoral in Spring

Spring pigeons are singing in the room, and apricot trees are narrating. Hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus 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.

Meng Haoran's Passing the Village for the Aged

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.

Du Fu's "Words and deeds of the Year"

At the end of the year, there are many northerly winds, and it is snowing in Xiaoxiang Dongting. The fisherman's net is cold, and he doesn't shoot geese and sing sangbow. Last year, there was a shortage of rice in the army. This year, rice is cheap and hurts farmers. High-tech officials hate wine and meat, and this generation is empty. Chu people value fish more than birds, so they should not kill Nan in vain. It is said that men and women are everywhere, and cutting kindness and forbearance is also a matter of renting a house. In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are used. Carved clay is the easiest thing to get, and likes and dislikes can't be concealed by looks. When will the sadness of this song end?

Wen's "Burning Song"

Get up to see Nanshan, which burns Shan Ye. The reddish dusk went out and the short flame was reconnected. The difference rocks of Lingqing wall in Ran Ran. Low with the return air, as far as the eaves are red. Neighbors can talk, but want to die. Say Chu is more vulgar, burn her for Zaotian. Bean seedlings and insects promote it, and flowers on the fence make a house. Abandon the stack and return to the column, and the square chicken pecks the millet. The spring rain is fine in the New Year, and immortals are everywhere. People with money are divining and knocking on the tile forest. Bud divined on the mountain and returned to jujube. Blow the fire to the cogongrass, and the waist sickle reflects the vine. Wind drives mistletoe smoke, and mistletoe trees connect Pingshan. Stars fell from the sky and flying embers fell on the steps. Groaning and sneering on her back, mother crow cursed the rich age. Who knows, lush, official tax.

Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies (I)

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellanies (2)

During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

Write two poems related to the Spring Festival.

Thousands of families celebrate the reunion, saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.

The smell of wine is three hundred Li, and the joy is broken for nine days.

the Spring Festival; Chinese New Year

On the first day of the new year, the land of China is full of joy.

Longteng lion dance exhibition, cross-domain navigation and sailing.

Chuxi

Good night * * * full of joy, chasing Gusiman.

Firecrackers spread three hundred miles, and peaches reflected the sky.

People are drunk when they leave the country, and the town stays up all night in spring.

Xue Rui is full of flowers, and Lan Zhi is full of family reunions.

the Spring Festival; Chinese New Year

The golden rooster celebrates the morning fragrance and the lion dance is new.

Yuyu is clean and green, and the silver flowers are full of flames.

There is frost and snow in front of the door, and Song Jun has gone through hardships behind the house.

I miss my relatives twice during the festive season, and my dreams come true within my reach.

The first day of the lunar month

Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,

The spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of families have a bright future.

Always trade new peaches for old ones.

6. Ancient poems describing rural areas 1,

Rural scenery is Fan Chengda's business.

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.

2、

Wandering in spring

Jiang Yan heaped up delicious food, and Shanjia was poor and busy.

Among the mulberry trees, the purple silkworm is old, and the water is green and the wheat is half yellow.

Swallows seem to rush the spring away, and the gossamer is not as long as the guest's sorrow.

I didn't know this when I was a child in the countryside, and I was clamoring for cuju venues everywhere.

3、

Go out and talk to neighbors for a long time.

The twilight is half-hidden, and I occasionally meet my neighbors.

Is it right or wrong to talk about rural affairs with Mo Wen?

4、

Chicken and dog trip

The countryside has been fighting for farming for a long time, and spring ploughing and autumn harvest are afraid of delaying time.

No Country for Old Men and I, the dawn crows just right.

5、

Tian Jia fan Chengda

Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

6、

Drunk by the mud of Tianfu, beautiful and strict, Du Fu is sincere.

With the spring breeze step by step, every village has its own flowers. Tian Weng forced me to taste spring wine on social day.

Wine is full of praise for the new yin, but the eyes of animals have never seen it. Back to the big guy, the canal is a crossbowman.

My name is Ji, and I haven't been a child for a long time. The day before yesterday, I released my farm and tried to save the decay.

If you die, you will never leave your family. Can this year's masterpieces be collected?

Tell the woman to open a big bottle and bring it to me in the basin. If you feel this kind of anger, you should know it first.

Although the language is messy, it is said that Yin is always in the mouth. When North Korea comes out by accident, it will be self-sufficient and unitary.

How can you refuse your neighbor if you cherish human feelings for a long time? Yelling at chestnuts, I was elbowed when I remembered it.

It's rude to be condescending, and I don't feel ugly in the countryside. When the moon rises, I stay, but I still ask for help.

7、

Bai Juyi, don't buy it.

The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.

In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.

Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.

Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.

Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.

I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.

There is a poor woman with a child on her back.

Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.

Listening to his words of concern is very sad.

The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger.

Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.

There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.

I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.

8、

Lao Guo Ren Zhuang 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.

Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

9、

Tianjiayuan is full of dreams.

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.

10、

Li Bai, a gift for Chu Shi.

A wise man has a good career, but he is in Shatangpi. Bamboo shadows sweep the autumn moon, and lotus clothes fall into the ancient pool.

Read the classics of mountains and seas and lie in the distance. Spent a lot of time on the field, and then came to the middle of the forest.

Wild actions persuade aromatic wine, and garden vegetables cook sunflower. If you can grow peaches and plums, you can tie a knot for me.

7. Is the poem describing the countryside so fast? There seems to be no one on Wangweikong Mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I hear a voice. The sun is shining through the Woods and coming at me from the green moss. Wang Wei's "Wu Xinyi Mudi Hibiscus" has red calyx in the mountains. There's no one in the stream, it's all bloom. In Wang Wei's Autumn Clear, the mountains are empty after the rain, standing on the autumn night, the moonlight in the pine forest, the crystal stone in the stream, the bamboo leaves are still happy with the girl, and the lotus leaves leave the fishing boat. Take a relaxing spring break, Wang Fang. In the spring stream, Wang Wei's "Wei Shui Nong Jia" is in the countryside under the setting sun. Cattle and sheep go home along the path. An old man leans on a crutch at the door of a thatched cottage and thinks about his son. Is there a roaring pheasant in the shepherd boy? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves meet Fu Tian and say goodbye to each other. In other words, they advocate leisure and their songs are in decline. Wang Jian's Tian Jia Xing has a male voice and a female voice, and people don't complain. Although it is hot in May, the eaves are full of cars and wild silkworms are singing. Zhang Ji's "Wild Old Songs" The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields. Uncle Miao's tax is not allowed to be eaten, and it will turn into soil when it is input into the official warehouse. At the end of the year, he hoed the plow beside the empty room and clamoured to climb the mountain to collect acorns. There are hundreds of pearls in the Xijiang family, and dogs are kept on board to eat meat. Nie's "Wounded Heavenly Armor" sells new silk in February and harvests crops in May. He cured his eyes and his wound. The thunder startled you. Tian Jia was idle for a few days, and farming began. Ding Zhuang is in the wild and the nursery is in charge. When he comes back, he often takes a sip of water from Xixi. Hunger is not painful, but he is happy. There is no accommodation in the warehouse, and the corvee hasn't. If he is ashamed of not cultivating, Lu will eat out. Du Xunhe should have no intention of evading the levy. In Wang Wei's Pastoral in Spring, spring pigeons are singing in the house, and apricot flowers are white at the edge of the tree. Yang Shulin was cut far away with one axe, and the lotus hoe shoveled the spring pulse. Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar. When they are in danger, they will feel dissatisfied and travel far. Meng Haoran crossed the old village and prepared chicken rice for me. As an old friend, in the snow in Xiaoxiang Dongting, the fisherman's net was frozen, and Mo Yan shot geese and sang sangbow. Last year, rice was very expensive for the army, but this year, rice is very cheap, which hurts farmers. High motorcycle officials hate wine and meat, and this generation is empty. Chu people value fish more than birds, so you should kill Nan for nothing. I heard that men and women are killed everywhere, and kindness and love are rented .. When will the sadness of this song end? The article "Song of Burning" looks up at Nanshan, and the mountain burns Shan Ye. The reddish dusk disappeared and the short flame was reconnected. The difference is that I went to the rock and Lingqingbi in Ran Ran. The lowest one is exhausted with the return air, and the farthest one shines on the eaves. Neighbors can chat and lean on it. Saying Chu is more vulgar, burning her is Zaotian. Bean seedlings are urged by insects and spent on fences. After the mulberry date is returned, the fire blows the white grass and the vine reflects the waist sickle. The wind drives the oak leaves to smoke, and the oak trees connect the hills. Stars fell from the sky, and flying embers fell on the steps. Mother crow groaned on her back, cursing the rich times. Who knows, the lush appearance is an official tax. Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Fun (I) has golden plums and plump apricots, and the wheat flowers are white.