Famous quotes about idyllic scenery?????

Learned diligently, thousands of books. Three winters are enough today, who laughs at the empty stomach? — Anonymous.

Industry is good at diligence, and ridiculous in play. Actions are made in thought, and destroyed in spoilage. — Han Yu.

There is a diligent path in the book mountain, and there is no end to the hard work of learning the sea. — Han Yu.

Don't work hard and seek quick results, only end up with a few days of exaggeration, and old and embarrassed. —Zheng Banqiao.

Diligent study is like a spring seedling, and it does not grow day by day. Learning is like a whetstone, and you don't see its loss day by day. —Tao Yuanming.

Cleverness comes from hard work, and genius lies in accumulation. —Hua Luogeng.

It should be remembered that our cause requires hands, not mouths. — Tong Di Zhou.

Hard work is the first, and only when you are white can you know that you are stupid. Diligence can make up for clumsiness is a good training, a point of hard work and a point of talent. —Hua Luogeng.

If you are gifted, diligence will make it perfect; If you are mediocre, diligence will make up for it. — Reynolds.

Genius is 1% inspiration and 99% perspiration, but 99% perspiration is far more important than 1% inspiration. — Edison.

Laziness is a very strange thing, it makes you think that it is comfort, rest, and blessing; But what it actually gives you is boredom, burnout, and depression.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

Water Margin: The red sun is scorching like fire, and the fields and rice are half scorched.

Randolph: The happy rain is like the dew of the morning sun, dripping pearls into the hearts of flowers.

Grimmelshausen: The mind of a person without education, without learning, without practice is like a field, which, even if it is naturally fertile, will not bear fruit unless it is cultivated and sown.

It's quiet in the fields.

Golden wheat mangs.

There was the sound of the wind.

It's quiet in the fields.

In a distant village.

Melodious rooster crowing.

It's quiet in the fields.

Two donkeys, one big and one small.

Walked into the scenery out of the corner of the eye.

It's quiet in the fields.

There are eyes in the wheat ridges.

Vigilant against the wind and grass.

It's quiet in the fields.

Like some kind of precursor before the Great War.

It's like the night in the depths of the night.

Waiting for the dawn.

Hope is what you want ...

The red sun is scorching like fire, and the Noda rice is half scorched. - Water Margin

Happy Lisi is like the dew of the morning sun, dripping pearls into the heart of flowers. - Randolph.

Give me points! I'm only level one.

Alone out of the front door to look at the field, the moonlight buckwheat flowers are like snow. --Bai Juyi].

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

This kind of sincerity has a real meaning, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.

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

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

This kind of sincerity has a real meaning, and I have forgotten to distinguish it.

..Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

Walk into the countryside and love the countryside. The countryside and countryside are places for all to rely on! --Xia Yuyi.

I was complacent at discovering a pebble smoother than usual, or a shell more beautiful than usual, and I was completely unaware of the vast ocean of truth that unfolded before me. - Newton.

The idyllic scenery is no worse than the urban scenery Jiang Jingjing.

Send how many pink feel better in a few places ** factors for the French and technical style and accept that the other party is a breakup on the side.

In spring, the green rape fields are like a sea of green, light green in the near and far away, dark green in the distance, and dark green on the horizon. As soon as the wind blows, green waves will be set off in the vegetable field, one after another, from far to near, like a tide surging in, or from near to far, like a tide receding to the sky, disappearing at the intersection of dark green and sky blue.

In summer, the rape fields are full of rape flowers, like the golden leaves of autumn. In the summer night, the rape field full of rape flowers can be described as follows: the night is not young, the miserable white moon bends to hook the past, and the ground is full of rape flowers like chrysanthemums under the moonlight.

1, "The Old Man's Village" Tang Dynasty: 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.

Translations. An old friend had prepared a sumptuous meal and wanted to invite me to his hospitable farmhouse. Verdant forests surround the village, and green mountains lie on acres outside the city.

Pushing open the window to face the grain garden, he raised his glass and chatted about the crops. When the Double Ninth Festival arrives, please come here to watch the chrysanthemums.

2, "Spring Dawn".

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Translations. In the spring, before I know it, the day has dawned, and it is the chirping bird that disturbs my sleep.

The sound of wind and rain continued last night, and I don't know how much the delicate spring flowers were blown off?

3, "Sujian Dejiang".

Meng Yinxiang Haoran.

Move the boat to park the smoke, and the sunset is new.

The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people.

Translations. The boat was docked on the smoky island, and at dusk, new sorrows came to the hearts of the guests.

The wilderness is boundless, the sky is lower than the trees, the river is clear, and the bright moon is close to people.

4, "Looking at Dongting Lake as a Gift to Prime Minister Zhang".

Tang Meng Haoran.

The August Lake is level, and the culvert is too clear.

The steaming cloud Mengze shook Yueyang City.

If you want to help without a boat, you will be ashamed and sage.

Sitting and watching the anglers, there is nothing to envy the fish.

Translations. The autumn water rises and rises, almost level with the shore, and the water and sky are confused and confused with the sky.

Yunmeng Daze's water vapor is steaming white and vast, and the waves seem to shake Yueyang City.

I wanted to cross the water and couldn't find a boat or oar, and I was ashamed to live in the Shengming era.

Sitting idly ** others work hard to fish in the river, but unfortunately they can only have a feeling of envy.

5, "Night Return to Lumen Mountain Song".

Tang Meng Haoran.

The bell of the mountain temple is already dark, and the fishing beam ferry is noisy. People followed the sand bank to Jiangcun, and Yu also returned to Lumen by boat.

The moon shines on the smoke tree in Lumen, and suddenly arrives at the hidden place of Pang Gong.

The pine path of the rock is long and lonely, and only the ghost comes and goes.

Translations. At dusk, the bells of the mountain temple echo through the valley, and there is a noisy sound at the Yuliang Ferry. Quick disadvantage.

People walked along the sandy bank towards Jiangcun, and I also took a small boat back to Lumen.

The moonlight of Lumen made the mountain trees visible, and I suddenly came to the hermitage of Pang Gong.

The cold mountain and rock roads are quiet forest roads, and only the reclusive people come and go here.

"Words of Return" is an essay by Tao Yuanming, a famous poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, which represents the highest achievement of the landscape idyll.

Return! The countryside will be ruined, and Hu will not return? Both self-conscious and self-serving, melancholy and sad?

Realize that the past is not admonished, and those who know the future can be traced; It's not far away, and I feel that today is but yesterday is not. The boat is far away with a light flutter, and the wind is fluttering and blowing clothes. Ask the husband about the way forward, hate the smile of the morning light and accompany Xiwei.

It is Zhan Hengyu, and he is happy. The servants are welcomed, and the children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists.

Bring the child into the room, and there is a bottle of wine. Lead the pot to drink yourself, and tear down the side courtyard to make your face pleasant. Leaning on the south window to be proud, judging the ease of the knee.

The garden is involved in the fun, although the door is set up and often closed. Help the old to rest, and look at it from time to time. The clouds have no intention of going out, and the birds are tired of flying and know how to return.

Jing Puff to enter, stroking the lonely pine and coiling. Return! Please pay for the trip.

The world is contrary to me, and I am begging for words? Joy relatives' words, music and piano books to dispel worries. The peasants told Yu Yichun that there would be something to do in the west.

Or a life towel car, or a lonely boat. It is not only slender to touch the stupid to find the ravine, but also rugged and through the hills. Mu Xinxin is proud, and the spring trickles and flows.

When all things are good, I feel that my life is resting. That's it! When will Yu Xingyu be restored, will he not be committed to staying?

What do you want? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown is unexpected. Huai Liangchen is lonely or planting a cane.

Dengdong Gao is a poem with Shu Xiao and a clear stream. Talk about multiplication to the end, Lefu's destiny is doubtful! —Selected from the typeset edition of Tao Yuanming Collection by Chung Hwa Book Company