Pastoral scenery poems

Song Xin qi Ji

The eaves are low and small,

Green grass by the stream.

Drunk and charming,

Who has white hair?

The big-eared hoe fights west and east,

Zhong Er is knitting a chicken coop;

I like children and scoundrels best,

Xi Touwobao Peng Lian

Youshan west village

Song luyou

Don't laugh at farm wine,

Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.

The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature

There is also a village.

Tianjiahang

Author: Wang Jian

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!

Wild old songs were recorded.

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.

Nieshangtianjia

Sell new silk in February,

The new valley in May.

Heal the pain in front of your eyes,

Cut out my heart.

I hope the king's heart,

Turn into a candle.

Not according to the feast of renewing the frontier,

Take a partial view of the escape house.

Guantian author: Wei

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

Don 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.

A farmhouse by 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.

Looking for wheat seedlings to embroider, the silkworm fell asleep and the mulberry leaves were peeled.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

Wang Wei 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.

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.

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.

Yan Du Xing Fu

At the end of the year, there are many northerly winds, and it is snowing in Xiaoxiang Dongting. The fisherman's net was frozen in the cold,

Don't shoot the geese singing the 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 valued fish more than birds,

You shouldn't have killed Nan Hong Fei for nothing. 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. Carving mud is the easiest way to get it.

Likes and dislikes do not match looks. When will the sadness of this song end?

Burning songs and listening to the clouds

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.

Gui Tian Yuan ju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world. This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.

When complicated market music, pull weeds. When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.

My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day. Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.

Gui yuan Tian ju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.

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.

The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.

There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely. Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

Pastoral expression

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.

Pastoral work

Tang Meng Hao ran

The disadvantages are separated from the dust, but the first thing is to promote the sky. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted.

Yu Yue was pushed to move, but he was in his thirties and hasn't met him yet. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.

Pregnant in the morning, often confused during the day. The sky is full of envy, vying for food shame.

Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood. Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?

Rural work in spring

Don

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.

Shang Qi's pastoral style is the best.

Don

The screen is on the water, and there are no mountains in the east. The sun hides outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear.

The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people. What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off.

Autumn rain is pastoral.

Tang gengkun

The desert is covered with dark clouds and the drizzle is falling. For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland.

When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook. Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches.

New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning. Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest.

The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear.

Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

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.