Write four complete ancient poems about rural landscapes

Updated on culture 2024-03-10
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  1. Anonymous users2024-02-06

    Dawn Lake Pond Tang. Sun shopping.

    The auspicious day is obscure, and Fangtang is full of spring.

    Falling flowers welcome February, and the fragrant tree calendar is thirty years.

    Childe can stay guests, and Wuyang is easy to understand.

    Why worry about darkness at night? Hold a candle to the city.

    On the lake. Clear. Ren Yi.

    Ten thousand acres of Pinghu is a reed voyage, and this return is like He Zhizhang.

    On the gift and the West Lake song, chase the old family back to the church.

    The return of the madman is good to boast, and the king of Yue occupies the smoke under the city.

    This CITIC is not my land, not like West Lake is my home.

    The lake returns at night. Surname. Lu.

    Yu Weng on the river Pei Zheng Zheng, a new volume of Fan Li Sutra

    The mulberry in the lush forest is purple, and the rice seedlings on the water surface of the mango are green.

    The cloud side building house is divided into north and south, and Mo Shangfeng is half drunk and awake.

    Don't hate the West Village to return to the long way back, and there are fireflies before the trip.

    As seen in the Book of the Tao.

    Surname. Ge Shaoti.

    The lake and pond are fresh on the other side, and the fields are cold and smoky at night.

    The officers and soldiers on the road are very skilled, and they call each other to buy fish boats on the road.

    Two heads across the lake and pond in the light rain.

    Qing Li Ciming.

    When the rain arrives on the west cross-lake bridge, the smoke scenery of the four mountains is uneven.

    The white clouds suddenly came out of the green forest, and a corner of the slanting sun He Jian Temple.

    Title: Restaurant under the bridge across the lake.

    Song Lu You. The lake is green and the wildflowers are red.

    In the spring of three and a half months, ten years ago, the small shop opened a new wine, and the boat was painted on the flat bridge.

    Hearing the evil of the aunt at night, Lu You.

    The lake bridge is oblique and the moon is bright, and the high city leaks the drum and transmits the three watches.

    The fishing boat swept the sand at night, and Pu Wei Xiao Xiao Gu whispered evilly.

    The north and south of the lake bridge are smoky and rainy, and the people on both sides of the strait are closed early.

    I don't know what I hate, I can break my soul from time to time.

    Heaven and earth are large and small, and there is no crisis in the waves themselves.

    Autumn mushrooms can also be full of rice, and mourning will return in peace.

    Two heads across the lake and pond in the light rain.

    When the rain arrives on the west cross-lake bridge, the smoke scenery of the four mountains is uneven.

    The white clouds suddenly came out of the forest, and a corner of the slanting sun He Jian Temple.

    Willow. Spring comes everywhere in the spring breeze, biased in the willow color of the lake bridge.

    Seeing the light yellow into tender green, I know that the creation has all the merits.

    Small city Southern Song Dynasty land tour.

    The spring breeze small city draws the bridge horizontally, and the bridge north and south of the bridge are the first line.

    The scenery is only the enemy, and the sorrow is the Great Wall.

    The building is full of spirits and willows, and the curtain is a son of Jinsheng.

    The thin curtain returned to the fishing fire, and let go of the self-laughter and forgetfulness.

    Bozhou Lake Bridge Restaurant.

    The ethereal clouds are painted on the edge of the building, and the magnolia boat is empty and rainy.

    Who knew that Lao Tzu was very crazy and monopolized the ten miles south of the city.

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-05

    Qingpingle Village Residence

    Village Residence" Suxing City Xu Gongdian".

    Xijiang Moon Night Walk in Huangsha Road".

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-04

    Rural April Song, Weng roll green all over the mountains and plains white rivers, Zigui in the sound of rain like smoke. There are few idlers in the countryside in April, so the sericulture is planted again.

  4. Anonymous users2024-02-03

    1. The deceased's village.

    Tang Meng Haoran.

    The old man Gu Ji invited me to Tian's house.

    The green tree village is close to the edge, and the green mountain Guo is oblique outside.

    Open the noodle garden, and talk about the wine.

    Stay until the Double Ninth Day, and come to chrysanthemums.

    Translation: An old friend prepares a sumptuous meal and invites me to his farmhouse.

    Verdant forests surround the village, and green hills loom outside the castle.

    Push open the window and face the grain garden, drink wine, and talk about farming.

    When the Double Ninth Festival comes, I will come here to watch the chrysanthemums.

    2. Tour Shanxi Village.

    Song Lu You. Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year.

    There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village.

    The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient.

    From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon idlely, you will knock on the door with a cane all the time and night.

    Translation: Don't laugh at the wine brewed in the farmer's wax moon is muddy and not mellow, the harvest year is very rich in the farmer's hospitality dishes.

    The mountains overlapped, the water flow was twisting and turning, and I was worried that there was no way out, and suddenly another mountain village appeared among the willows and flowers.

    The day of blowing the flute and playing the drum is approaching, and the cloth is plain and the simple ancient customs are still preserved.

    In the future, if you can go out on a leisurely trip under the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with a cane.

  5. Anonymous users2024-02-02

    The ancient poems that write about the rural scenery are as follows:1, "Shepherd Boy" Huang Tingjian.

    Riding a bull is far past the former village, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from Longwen. How many Chang'an fame and fortune customers, the organs are not as good as you.

    2, "Watching Fish" Bai Juyi.

    Walking around the pond to watch the fish swim is just in time. Fishing boats for children. — A kind of love fish with different hearts, I will give food and hang the hook.

    3, Dong Qingku's "Tian Family" Fan Chengda.

    The day rises and the field is woven at night, and the children of the village are in charge of their own homes. The children and grandchildren have not solved the problem of farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons in Sangyin.

    4, "Flower Shadow" Su Shi.

    overlapping and stacking on the yaotai, several times the child could not return. was just cleaned up by the sun, but he taught the bright moon to send it to the future.

    5, "What I See" Yuan Mei.

    The shepherd boy rode the ox, and the song vibrated the forest. Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth.

    6, "Children's Fishing" Hu Lingneng.

    The unkempt child learns to hang Lun, and sits on the side of the berry moss. Passers-by beckoned by asking Yao, and they were so frightened that they were shocked.

    7, "Xu Gongdian in Suxin City" Yang Wanli.

    The hedge is sparse and deep, and the flowers on the trees have not become shaded. The children hurriedly chased the yellow butterflies and flew into the cauliflower and were nowhere to be found.

    8, "Qingpingle Village Residence" Xin Qiji.

    The thatched eaves are low, and the grass is green on the stream. Wu Yin is good in drunk, and the white-haired man is a woman. The eldest child hoes the beans in the east of the river, the middle child is weaving a chicken coop, the favorite child scoundrel, and the head of the stream lies on the lotus canopy.

    9, "Chishang" Bai Juyi.

    Xiao Zheng Gaowa supported the boat and secretly picked the white lotus. Do not understand the hidden traces, duckweed - open.

    10, "Village House" Gao Ding.

    The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children returned from school early in the town and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind.

    11, "Tour Shanxi Village" land tour.

    Mo laughs at the farmer's wine, and the guests are full of chickens and dolphins in the harvest year. There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village. The flute and drum follow the spring society, and the clothes are simple and ancient. From now on, if you are allowed to ride the moon idlely, you will knock on the door with a cane all the time and night.

    12, "Village Night" Bai Juyi.

    The frost grass and the canthus are cut, and the pedestrians in the south and north of the village are absolutely untouched. Alone out of the front door to look at the field, the moonlight buckwheat flowers are like snow.

    13, "Compassion for Nongs II" Li Shen.

    In the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work.

  6. Anonymous users2024-02-01

    The poems describing the rural landscape are as follows:

    1, "Huanxi Sha, Cloth Towel Falling Jujube Flower" Song Dynasty: Su Shi.

    Xumen Shitan Xie Yu, five songs on the road. The pond is twenty miles east of the city, and it often corresponds to the increase and decrease of turbidity in Surabaya.

    Jujube flowers fall on the clothes and towels, the car rings in the south and north of the village, and the cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers.

    The wine is sleepy, and the people are thirsty for tea. Knock on the door and ask the savage's house.

    The sound of rolling reeling cars resounded in the south and north of the village, which was the sound of the harvest in silkworm township, and the old man in coarse cloth clothes was selling cucumbers under the ancient willows. The road is far away and people are sleepy, the sun is high, and they knock on a farmhouse at random to ask for tea. In the countryside, it is so natural to beg for water to drink, and the simple villagers are the most heart-warming scenery in the countryside.

    2, "Farmhouse" Ming Dynasty: Zhong Fang.

    The cattle are flat and green in the suburbs, and the small pond stores water to irrigate new seedlings. Returning to the night is drunk and having a happy wife, and he is not rich with Tao Zhu.

    Eating grass in the green fields is used to irrigate the new seedlings. Come back at night, drink some wine and share the joy with your wife and children, how good is this life, I don't go to Tao Zhugong who has more money than anyone? The farmer's family is always very easy to satisfy, and the success of farming, family harmony and beauty is the greatest happiness.

    The life of the countryside is always full of beautiful scenery, simple villagers, and warm emotions.

    3, "Jiangcun is the Matter" Tang Dynasty: Sikong Shu.

    After returning from fishing, he did not tie the boat, and the moonset in Jiangcun was sleeping. Even if the wind blew all night, it was only by the shallow water of the reeds.

    When he returned from fishing, he didn't bother to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon had sunk in the west, and it was just time to fall asleep peacefully. Even if the wind blows up at night and the boat is blown away, the big deal is just to anchor on the shore of Luhua Beach, shallow water. A "no boat" brings the leisurely life of the angler and the quiet and beautiful scenery of the village to life, expressing the poet's casual attitude towards life.

  7. Anonymous users2024-01-31

    Some of the verses about describing rural landscapes are as follows:

    The auspicious day is obscure, and Fangtang is full of spring. Falling flowers welcome February, and the fragrant tree calendar is thirty years. Childe can stay guests, and Wuyang is easy to understand. Why worry about darkness at night? Hold a candle to the city.

    Ten thousand acres of Pinghu is a reed voyage, and this return is like He Zhizhang. On the gift and the West Lake song, chase the old family back to the church. The return of the madman is good to boast, and the king of Yue occupies the smoke under the city. This CITIC is not my land, not like West Lake is my home.

    Yu Weng on the river Pei Zheng Zheng, a new volume of Fan Li SutraThe mulberry in the lush forest is purple, and the rice seedlings on the water surface of the mango are green. The cloud side building house is divided into north and south, and Mo Shangfeng is half drunk and awake. Don't hate the West Village to return to the long way back, and there are fireflies before the trip.

    The lake and pond are fresh on the other side, and the fields are cold and smoky at night. The officers and soldiers on the road are very skilled, and they call each other to buy fish boats on the road. Two heads across the lake and pond in the light rain. When the rain arrives on the west cross-lake bridge, the smoke scenery of the four mountains is uneven. The white clouds suddenly came out of the green forest, and a corner of the slanting sun He Jian Temple.

    The lake bridge is oblique and the moon is bright, and the high city leaks the drum and transmits the three watches. The fishing boat swept the sand at night, and Pu Wei Xiao Xiao Gu whispered evilly. The north and south of the lake bridge are smoky and rainy, and the people on both sides of the strait are closed early.

    I don't know what I hate, I can break my soul from time to time. Heaven and earth are large and small, and there is no crisis in the waves themselves. Autumn mushrooms can also be full of rice, and mourning will return in peace.

    The lake bridge tool is oblique and the moon is bright, and the high city leaks the drum and passes the three watches. The fishing boat swept the sand at night, and Pu Wei Xiao Xiao Gu whispered evilly. The north and south of the lake bridge are smoky and rainy, and the people on both sides of the strait are closed early.

    I don't know what I hate, I can lose my soul from time to time. Heaven and earth are large and small, and there is no crisis in the waves themselves. Autumn mushrooms can also be full of rice, and mourning will return in peace.

  8. Anonymous users2024-01-30

    The ancient poems of the rural landscape are as follows:

    1, "Shepherd Boy" Huang Tingjian.

    Riding a bull is far past the former village, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from Longwen. How many Chang'an fame and fortune customers, the organs are not as good as you.

    2, "Watching Fish" Bai Juyi.

    Walking around the pond to watch the fish swim is just in time. Fishing boats for children. — A kind of love fish with different hearts, I will give food and hang the hook.

    3, "Tian Family" Fan Chengda.

    The day rises and the field is woven at night, and the children of the village are in charge of their own homes. The children and grandchildren have not solved the problem of farming and weaving, and they also learn to grow melons in Sangyin.

    4, "Flower Potato Model Shadow" Su Shi opened his eyes several times.

    overlapping and stacking on the yaotai, several times the child could not return. was just cleaned up by the sun, but he taught the bright moon to send it to the future.

    5, "What I See" Yuan Mei.

    The shepherd boy rode the ox, and the song vibrated the forest. Intending to catch the cicada, he suddenly closed his mouth.

    Expansion: 1. The spring breeze in the cave room last night, so the people are still separated by the Xiangjiang River. On the pillow for a while, in a spring dream, travel thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

    2. The embers fall, and the dark red banana on the screen. Idle dreams of Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain Xiao Xiao. Human-language post side bridge.

    3. Everyone says that Jiangnan is good, and tourists only meet Jiangnan Lao. The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain. The people on the edge are like the moon, and the frost and snow are condensed on the wrists. If you are not old, you must return to your hometown, and you must break your intestines when you return to your hometown.

    4, Baochai Hengcui Phoenix, thousands of miles of fragrance screen dream. The clouds and rain have been desolate, and the spring grass in the south of the Yangtze River grows.

    5. Jiangnan acacia leads, and many sighs can't be sounded. The yellow crane went northwest and led me to a thousand miles of heart.

    6, diligent to write, the book is hateful, the blue sea Shen over the geese, the number of lovesickness, the flick into the mourning kite pillar. Sad thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining about the repetition, breaking the soul or not.

    7, it is common to see it in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang has heard it a few times before. It is a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is a good time to fall in the flowers.

    8. Jingkou Guazhou is a water, and Zhongshan is only separated by a few heavy mountains.

    9. I heard that Jiangnan is a wine country, and pedestrians on the road want to break their intestines. Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk, smiling at the spring breeze and ten miles of fragrance.

    10. The slanting sun shines on the ruins, and the cattle and sheep return to the poor alleys. The wild old man thought of the shepherd boy, leaning on the staff and waiting for the thorn. The pheasant wheat seedlings are beautiful, and the silkworms sleep and the mulberry leaves are scarce. Tian Fu hoeed to, and the words of each other followed.

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