Natural scenery and deer poems

Poems about deer in nature 1. What are the poems about deer?

1, "Night Return to Lumen Mountain/Lumen Song Return at Night"

Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

In the evening, the bell of the temple echoed in the valley, and a noisy voice sounded at Yulu Ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun village, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.

The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to the seclusion of exile. Lonely mountain road and quiet forest road, only hermits come and go gracefully here.

At dusk, the bell of the Mountain Temple echoed in the valley, and there was a noisy sound from Yu Liang Ferry. People walked along the sandy shore to Jiangcun, and I also returned to Lumen by boat. The moonlight at Lumen Pass made the mountain trees appear, and I suddenly came to Pang Gong's seclusion place. Cold mountain roads and quiet forest roads, only quiet people come and go here gracefully.

2. "Journey to Lushan Mountain"

Song: Mei

In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery. Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go.

The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream. I can't see any buildings or smoke, so I can't help wondering if there are people living in the mountains. Just then, I suddenly heard a crow crowing on the distant mountain.

In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain is spectacular, with thousands of peaks competing and ups and downs, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery. Along the way, the mountains and peaks in front of me were constantly changing. I was intoxicated by the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, but I forgot where I went.

The sun is rising, the frost and snow are melting, the mountains are becoming more and more quiet and empty, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely drinking the gurgling water of the stream. I can't see the house, I can't see the smoke, and I can't help but wonder if there are people living in the mountains. Just then, I heard a cock crow in the misty mountains in the distance.

3. "Visiting Taoist priests in Daitian Mountain"

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

In the barking of dogs, peach blossoms are thick. See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't ring the bell at noon.

Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks. No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose.

The faint barking of dogs was mixed with the murmur of running water, and the peach blossoms were covered with dew. In the depths of the forest, you can often see elk. When I came to the stream at noon, I couldn't hear the bell of the mountain temple. Green wild bamboos cut through the blue sky, and white waterfalls hung high on the green peaks. No one knows where the Taoist priest is, so I can't help worrying about several Gu Song plants.

4. "Autumn"

Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Saving things is not good, and autumn is gloomy! West wind wine flag city, drizzle chrysanthemum day.

Feelings of sorrow and joy, including shame and food. When the deer car leaves, it belongs to the cave.

What's wrong with this festival? But somehow, in the face of autumn scenery, I can't help but feel dejected.

The west wind is hunting, and the wine flags in the city are fluttering in the wind; It's raining in Mao Mao, and golden chrysanthemums are everywhere.

Thinking about state affairs and family affairs makes my temples gray; I feel ashamed to spend the salary of the imperial court in vain. When can I satisfy my wish-take the deer cart back to Yingdong to plow and plant mulberry?

5. Mountain Residence in Early Autumn

Tang dynasty: Wen

The place near the back edge has long felt the coming of cold, and the thatched cottage under the clear sky is covered with frost cages. Leaves withered, windows facing the sun; The pond is full, but the water is still silent.

The fruit on the tree fell and the leaves dried, so they saw the ape walking in the forest and heard the deer. The mood of playing Su Qin was calm and quiet, until only the accompaniment of the piano was left at night.

I felt the cold coming near the mountain very early, and the thatched cottage under the clear sky was covered with frost. The leaves are withered and the sun is shining by the window; The pond is full, but the water is still silent. The fruit on the tree ripens and falls, and the leaves wither, so when you see an ape walking in the forest, you can hear the deer walking. Playing the pipa makes me feel calm. At night, only the sound of gurgling spring water accompanies me.

2. What are the poems about "deer"

1. Mei, the author of Travel Notes of Laoshan Mountain, was in love with Shan Ye, and Qian Shan was high and low.

Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go. The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream.

Where is he? There are chickens outside the cloud. Vernacular translation: It just caters to my interest in natural scenery.

In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular. Along the way, the mountains and peaks in front of me were constantly changing. I was intoxicated by the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, but I forgot where I went.

The sun is rising, the frost and snow are melting, the mountains are becoming more and more quiet and empty, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely drinking the gurgling water of the stream. Is there anyone living in the mountains? Just then, I heard a cock crow in the misty mountains in the distance.

2. "Interview with Dai Tianshan" Author In the era of Li Bai's barking in the Tang Dynasty, peach blossoms were rainy. See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't ring the bell at noon.

Wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks. No one knows where to go. I'm worried about two or three loose.

Vernacular translation: The faint barking of dogs is mixed with the murmur of running water, and there are several dewdrops on the peach blossom. In the depths of the forest, you can often see elk.

When I came to the stream at noon, I couldn't hear the bell of the mountain temple. Green wild bamboos cut through the blue sky, and white waterfalls hung high on the green peaks.

No one knows where the Taoist priest is, so I can't help worrying about several Gu Song plants. 3. The author of Lingtai created Lingtai in the pre-Qin period under the name of Anonymous.

The people attacked it and it was done in a few days. Don't be anxious from the beginning, the common people will come.

The king is in the spirit, and the deer lies down. Deer are dying, and so is Bai Niao.

Wang is in Lingnuma. He jumps into the fish. My career is full of energy, and my heart is full of energy.

About drums and clocks, about music and harmony. About drums and clocks, about music and harmony.

Catfish drum is suitable for all occasions. Play the public.

Vernacular translation: Start planning to build a mourning platform and make business design arrangements. The people invested in the construction, and it soon succeeded in a few days.

Don't worry when you start planning, people will come. The king is in the big garden, and the doe is lazy in the shade.

The doe is fat and has good fur. Bai Niao's wings are really clean. The king is in that big pond, and the fish are jumping around.

The bell frame is horizontal, and there are all kinds of drums and clocks. Oh, the rhythm of the bells and drums is beautiful. I'm glad to leave the palace.

Oh, the rhythm of the bells and drums is beautiful. I'm glad to leave the palace. Drums, teachers playing songs, and bands.

4. The author of "auspicious day" was anonymous in the pre-Qin period, and he prayed. The hunting car is ready, four horses high.

Drive up the mound and drive away the group leaders. Lucky day in Wu Geng, horse hunting has been chosen.

Looking for a gathering place for wild animals, deer herds are amazing. Remove the beast from the painting and reach the shooting area of the emperor.

From a distance, the vast land is rich. Run slowly, beast, and swim in groups.

We all have to get to the right place, and the emperor is happy to show his skills. The bowstring is pulled open and the arrow is held in the hand.

An arrow killed Xiao Ye pig, and it was trying to shoot the buffalo. Game is for guests, who eat the same food and drink.

Translation of vernacular Chinese: On the auspicious day of May, Mazu, the master god, offered sacrifices and enjoyed it. The field car is really beautiful. The four stallions are big and strong.

Driving up the hill, chasing animals is in high spirits. This is a good time to spend a beautiful day in Gengwu, and choose a good horse.

Animals gather in panic, and stags are full of eyes. Drive wild animals to the state of Qi, which is the hunting ground of the emperor.

From afar, vilen is a vast collection of animals. Or rush or slowly, play in groups of three or five.

Around, make the son of heaven happy. My bow is full of strings, and my arrow is in my hand.

Shoot the sow over there and the buffalo over there. Cooking prey, entertaining guests, cheering and drinking.

5. Cao Cao, the author of Short Songs, sang songs about wine in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Life is geometric! For example, morning dew is much more difficult to go to Japan. Be generous, and your troubles will be unforgettable.

How to solve your worries? Only Du Kang. Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.

But for your sake, I've thought it over. A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan.

I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano. As clear as the bright moon, when can I forget it? The troubles come from this and cannot be cut off.

The weirder, the more useless. Talk about it? I miss the elegance of the past.

There are few stars on the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Turn around the tree three times, what branches can you rely on? The mountain is never too high, and the sea is never too deep.

The duke of Zhou vomited, and the world returned to the heart. Singing loudly in the face of wine, life is short and the sun flies.

Just like the morning dew is fleeting, there are too many lost days! The songs on the table are passionate and generous, and melancholy has filled my heart for a long time. By what to alleviate depression? Only binge drinking can set you free.

Blue-collar students, you make me miss you day and night. It is because of you that I have been chanting deeply to this day.

In the sunshine, the deer are chirping on the green slope and eating leisurely. Once talented people from all over the world come to our home, I will entertain guests in blowing sheng.

When can I pick the bright moon hanging in the sky? My long-standing worries and resentment suddenly poured out and merged into a long river. Guests from afar came to visit me one after another on the field path.

Meet again after a long separation, have a long talk, and strive to tell old feelings. There are few stars in the moon, and a group of nesting blackbirds fly south.

Fly around the tree for three weeks without breaking your wings. Where can you live? The mountains do not hesitate to look at the towering rocks, but the sea does not abandon the trickle to see the grandeur. I would like to be as courteous as the Duke of Zhou, and I would like the heroes of the world to submit to me sincerely.

3. What are the artistic poems with deer characters?

Yo, Yo, Wild Apples —— Short Songs of Cao Cao in Wei and Jin Dynasties

Bear since the frost, deer in the forest drink the stream —— A trip to Lushan Mountain by Song Mei Yao Chen

A pony's white horse; Hair tied with ponytail, horsehead covered with gold; Deer sword, a deer in the waist, can be worth ten million yuan-Han's anonymous "Sang"

See the deer in the depth of the tree, and hear the bell in the afternoon —— Tang Li Bai travels in Heaven;

Soon, the moonlight of Lumeng Mountain penetrated the misty trees. Unconsciously, I came to an ancient hermit, Tang Menghao-ran's Night Return to Lumeng Mountain/Lumeng Song.

When will the deer, chariots and horses return to the cave-Song Ouyang Xiu's Autumn Tree

I Listen to Song Yang Wanli's "Zhao Jun Resentment Song Fu Shang Ou"

Although the ape is lonely, Shuijiao Mountain is full of spirit —— Li Tang's Yueyang Lake.

Riding white deer on three islands and driving green cattle on ten continents —— Seven Words by Tang Luyan

Staggering Deer, Staggering Bai Niao —— Unknown Lingtai in Pre-Qin Dynasty

When others walk along the river bank to their homes, I also take a boat to Lumen Mountain-Don Meng Haoran's Night Return to Lumen Mountain/Lumen Song.

Travel in Lushan Mountain

Walking on Lushan Mountain is a five-character poem by Mei, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. The language of this poem is simple, describing all kinds of scenes that the poet saw when he was traveling in Lushan Mountain in late autumn and there was no one in the forest. Among them, the emotion is born from the scene, and the scene moves with the emotion, which shows the poet's "crazy emotion" with typical scenery, and his intoxication of nature fully reveals his high interest.

Vernacular translation

The rolling Lushan Mountain in the morning, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery.

Along the way, the mountains and peaks in front of me were constantly changing. I was intoxicated by the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, but I forgot where I went.

The sun is rising, the frost and snow are melting, the mountains are becoming more and more quiet and empty, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely drinking the gurgling water of the stream.

I can't see the house, I can't see the smoke, and I can't help but wonder if there are people living in the mountains. At this moment, I suddenly heard a crow in the misty mountains in the distance.

Song of the night deer gate

Night Returning to Lumen Mountain is a seven-character ancient poem written by Meng Haoran, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This is a poem about scenery. This poem expresses the poet's seclusion feelings by describing what he saw, heard and felt when he returned to Lumen Mountain at night. According to the time and space sequence, the whole poem writes two scenes, the riverside scene and the mountain scene, which are moving first and then static, and the static scene of the deer gate, which shows the poet's quiet mood, and also implies loneliness and helplessness in his leisurely and refined seclusion.

Vernacular translation

At dusk, the bell of the Mountain Temple echoed in the valley, and there was a noisy sound from Yu Liang Ferry.

People walked along the sandy shore to Jiangcun, and I also returned to Lumen by boat.

The moonlight at Lumen Pass made the mountain trees appear, and I suddenly came to Pang Gong's seclusion place.

Cold mountain roads and quiet forest roads, only quiet people come and go here gracefully.

4. Poetry related to deer

In "Winter Inauguration", Chu and Han contended, and Qin lost his horn and deer worried.

"The school hunting has just been completed, and when it comes to heavy snow, it is happy to write nine rhymes to show the princes." Li Longji landed and went out, even seeing the mountains and deer. "Harmony lyrics? Li Baisheng Shihutang, the deer goes to Gusutai.

"Qin qu ge ci?" Mountain people advised wine "Li Bai each kept his wish of rabbit and deer, and was ashamed of Long Hudou." Miscellaneous songs? "The car is still far away. Zhang Ji surprised the deer and rabbit to swim to my side and sang a country song to the boy.

Visit to the Former Site of Jiangning to Xuanwu Lake: Zhang Jiuling Sangtian East China Sea changed, and Elk swam to Gusu. Wan Gong Yong and Author: Wen Tianxiang was married in Nanling for thirty years, and the countryside was hidden by the river.

Yanzhou has avoided the chaos in Du Gongbu, and Xia Ze has also reduced the number of rides and horses. Fame and fortune have no intention of rewarding deer, and poetry books have a kind of smoke.

It is difficult to return to jade in the wilderness, and the soul should still love Laoqiu. Birthday Author: Wen Tianxiang reminisces about the days of seclusion.

I went to the hall to celebrate my birthday and picked up my clothes to meet Bin Rong. Carrying wine out of the suburbs, Jiang Hua said hello to each other.

Poetry and surplus axis, Jin. When is the result, the ruling and opposition parties will know.

Life is full of joy, and the geographical position is incompetent. For example, fish in rivers and seas are indifferent to water.

Know your father's good. Heaven and earth are born together.

My head suddenly fell to the ground and I was fascinated by the fog. It's windy in the yellow house and murderous in the garden.

The four seas are invincible, and the three-year-old essence. The guest swings, and the wife falls.

Few people cry for their beloved mother, and some people are defeated. When the soldiers are tied up, the dome account is offered, and the prisoner's head is sent empty.

It hurts badly, and I am willing to cook with a tripod. Life and death have been decided for a long time, and I was shocked by humiliation.

If you don't try to be caught in the net, you will see clouds everywhere. There are fewer and fewer Zhu Yan, and the publicity is good for the stars.

In the past, it was really a plantain deer, and its floating name was a grass firefly. Worried about writing metaphysical language, it's the first time I feel.

Go to Penglai Gate in the morning and go to Furong City in the evening. Suddenly returning to the old country, my heart is surging.

I want to see my servant, and I cried. Make friends and talk about the past, disappointed with the chicken-dolphin alliance.

Where do empty flowers come from? Dance gracefully for me. When no one sings, the birds can't hear.

Knowing life is expensive, but common life is empty. My life is very comfortable, and I look at the black on my cheeks.

Pei Song Author: Wen Tianxiang lost deer in the Qin Dynasty, rich and glorious. The prince and the prince can't leave Ji Xu's room.

At that time, the number of men was counted and the four seas were idle. I still want to see the rainbow shine all over the world.

I have been here for thousands of years, and I am crying. White clouds fall on weeds, and Mangdang Mountain looms.

The Yellow River is the best in the world and will never return to the south. It is the knowledge of surplus and deficiency, and heaven is like reincarnation.

Sunsleep Author: Wang Anshi's well is overgrown with weeds, and Chenopodium album is also tired. There is only one thing in a hundred years, and everything will always be nothing.

Discard the deer in the banana and drive away the black on the house. A person sleeps by the window in the afternoon and often dreams of Hua Xu.

Send Ceng Zi solid Author: Wang Anshi, I have nothing to do with him, I love my husband the most. You are famous for your mountains, music and Thailand.

The low heart for friends seems to be able to stay away from dust. Another example is the surging river, which does not run against the ditch.

Your body reveals the sun and the moon, and it breaks the atmosphere as soon as it meets. I'm so poor that it's no use making up for my position.

It is said that it is appropriate to follow the monarch for a long time, and the dirt will disappear. Life is indispensable, and what you want is everywhere.

After more than five years of separation, the prison has fallen thousands of miles away. Throw yourself into the trap of falling off the customs, and humble officials will catch themselves.

Everyone who lives peacefully is self-sufficient. Shake the southwest heart and dream of meeting you.

I think a gentleman is humble, but I hope he is unscrupulous. Poverty leads to worry, and disaster leads to consumption.

The country is poor and there are few scholars. Who can marry two sisters? I have been ill for several months, so who can rely on medicine?

The family is poor and narrow. Who are you with? Poems stab Cao Gong, sage Hogwarts.

But at ordinary times, Deze wins Guo Wang. Luan came down, and Wan Yu also came down.

Yo, yo, deer in the forest, fighting for the pot to eat apples. What is often embarrassing is Gao Shishi.

Since personnel are difficult, natural law is particularly ambiguous. There are so many sages, but since ancient times, there is nothing to do.

Zhou is a woman, not a famous doctor. The world is impermanent, and it is often selfish.

And you believe, and you are not poor. Abandon the donation of human fun and listen to music.

I know I am fat and sweet, but I don't want to care about bran. Although dragons fly, they don't envy snakes and cicadas.

It's exciting, and I'm brave enough to forget my body. Why is it cooked by the Japanese? The body is the same as Ai.

Fame and fortune are not harmonious, and years are particularly important. Thinking effectively, tears in the middle of the night.

You promised me that you would cure the chariot sooner or later. Although the mountain stream is harsh and evil, it looks confused (left eye and right city).

The mountains are rugged and the trees are green. Tongjiang Road drives specially and sings under the flying slurry.

Fish village refers to dusk fire, and restaurants look forward to dawn. Clear mash is enough to eliminate worries, and jade crucian carp can be harvested.

If you want to leave, don't stay. You are blindfolded every day. I'll see Cai again.

An ancient gentleman in Yanling is ashamed to talk about music. The details are not enough, I want to talk about it.

I saw Ge Rui in my hair and hair. Exploring the depth violates the strict wall and breaks the shackles.

Go out and sit in the shade occasionally. The bed at night is even awkward, and the food during the day is rough.

When you want to be together, it depends on clothes and belts. Poetry is sincere, and sincere words are not drawn.

Author of Seven Miscellaneous Poems: Huang Tingjian The world is a lonely place, and the world wears away the green temples. After all, a few people really got deer, but they didn't know that they dreamed of fish all day.

5. Poems about deer

As follows, hope to adopt:

Mountain Residence Dai Shulun

Elk came out of the herd and walked towards the white clouds. There is no foreign affairs in the mountains, and you are drunk all day.

Don Xu Hun, a visit to Maoshan.

Step by step into the mountain gate, the fairy family bird path points. There is no firewood everywhere, and the elk are in groups.

Water bursts from the stone surface, and the head is loose through the clouds. Under the stars and the moon, I salute Taoist Mao Jun. ..

"Deer" Ding Song Wei Song Dynasty

A thousand years of life, immortals hold five clouds. Originated from jade, marked with different crowns and stars.

Call it wild when recommending food, swim in the forest or live in groups. When the white ring will arrive, Zhenzu has heard about it.

Song Wangling of Reindeer

Ambition is growing, and it is strong outside the cage. Only refers to the horse, chasing the primitive man.

Singing used to be fun, but now there is no sadness. Jackals have good teeth and claws, and they should laugh like a forest.

"Flower Deer" Yucheng, Wang Song

When a deer is tamed, it grows up with a disease and becomes a king. You must teach me to be a group in the wild.

Quietly drinking Qingxi water and sleeping in the blue hole cloud. You are better than the city, and you move forward in the crowd.

Poetry:

Although elk are not used to meeting people, apes don't need to bark when they smell drums. When they come back, they will talk to Sanggu. -"Huanxisha" Don Du Fu

The ape stayed in the place where the pine flowers fell, and the elk herd was still in the forest. -"Shan Jutu" Don Chen is silent

Elk is happy in the depths of the jungle, and so are insects, snakes and grass. -"Early Summer" Tang Bai Juyi

6. Poetry about nature

1, spring day

Author Zhu, Song,

Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.

Vernacular translation:

The spring outing is sunny, and the endless scenery is completely new on the shore of Surabaya.

Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze is full of flowers and colors, and the scenery of spring is everywhere.

2. Spring outing in Qiantang River

Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

Vernacular translation:

Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake.

Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.

Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall.

The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.

3. "Walking in Xijiang Moonlight on Huangsha Road"

Author Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.

Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.

In the old days, Maodian community was next to the forest. This road turns to the creek bridge.

Vernacular translation:

The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.

There are light clouds in the sky, twinkling stars appear from time to time, and it is raining in front of the mountain. The familiar Maodian hut is still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. Turning a corner, Maodian suddenly appeared in front of us.

4. Jiang Xue

Author Liu Zongyuan, Tang Dynasty

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Vernacular translation:

There is no bird trace in Qianshan Wanling; There are no footprints of pedestrians on thousands of roads.

On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing hemp fiber and hat; Fishing alone in the snow.

5. An autumn night in the mountains

Author Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty

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.

Vernacular translation:

The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn.

The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.

The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.

The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.