Poems describing leisure life

This poem describing leisurely life is as follows:

1, passing by the old village.

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.

2. Looking at Lushan Waterfall.

The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.

On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.

3. Early Baidu City.

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

4. Bamboo House.

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.

5. Twelve pastoral songs in spring.

At noon in Liuhua Deep Lane, chickens crow and mulberry leaves are not green.

It's okay to sit and sleep, and you can see silkworms on sunny days.

The paste of the earth is constantly urged by the rain, and all flowers bloom.

Out of the house, the boundary is still green and beautiful, and the neighbor's whip bamboo shoots come over the wall.

Gaotian Ermai is connected with Qingshan, and the Qingtian near the water is not cultivated.

Taoqiman village is full of spring, and the songs are full of clarity.

Laopen ripened Du Mao firewood for the first time and brought it to Tiantou Sacrificial Society.

The witch thinks the taste is not weak, and the official wine in the flag pavilion is more gray.

The club burns money like thunder, and the sunset doesn't help the drunkard.

The green branches are covered with flowers, which shows that children and grandchildren are fighting for grass.

Ride on the East Blowing Lane and make trouble. Cars and horses are like smoke in spring.

It was Niumo's road ahead and moved to the west side of the gate.

Cold food is full of flowers, and the skirt is green.

Go to the mountain temple once a year, and Lingyan and Tiger Hill can't climb it.

Li Guo's family paid tribute to him and opened a new wine to recommend Qing Mei.

The road is long and the door is close. Lend me a cup of hot Mao Ting.

Step by step according to the river, no constant rain, hoof water like a cup.

With the help of the yellow dog, he went to the stream and suddenly came back.

Planting a garden will bring fruit, but it will not be scratched by children.

The needle has been inserted into the bamboo shoot diameter, and the fishing species are full of cherries.

Rice bags were planted at the beginning of auspicious day, and thunder and rain continued in Nanshan.

I don't owe water to the paddy field this year, so let's take a look at the bridge.

Under the mulberry, the spring vegetables are green all over the bed, and the heart is green and tender.

Xixitou chooses the store to sell, and sells wine with salt at dusk.