What are the poems of the farmhouse scenery, and what are the poems of the farmhouse scenery?

Come to the new pavilion of Yanli as Meng Haoran.

Eight solutions to Zen Lin Xiu, three Ming to Yuan Cai. The land is far away, and the heart is pure and the water pavilion is open.

The dangerous mountain is checked, and the stone path is returned. Ruihua grows from below, how can the elixir be planted.

The blue net crosses the mangroves, and the clear spring is full of green moss. Playing fish smells the law and gathers, and idle birds chant sutras.

Abandon the image and realize it, and forget to say that it should be. What can be gained in silence, chanting is also in vain.

The tooth sits in the south of the mountain, and Meng Haoran is hidden.

Xi Gong has a legacy, high in Baiyun. The woodcutter does not know, and the mountain monk appreciates himself.

Take the rest as a good thing, and join hands to take a look. Bamboo dew drips at night, and the pine breeze blows during the day.

I have always held a slight shang, and I feel the precursor to the situation. There is no miracle in this, and the common people ridicule it.

Deng Zongzhi Temple Floating Picture Meng Haoran.

Standing in the pagoda in mid-air, looking at Jinghua in the sun. The bamboo surrounds the Weichuan River, and the mountain is oblique to the garden.

The four doors open the emperor's house, and the people are subdued. Tired from the beginning, gathering sand for children's memories.

A glimpse of merit and merit, and the heart of the Tao is added. Sit and feel that the heavens are near, and the empty incense sends falling flowers.

Chang'an early spring (a poem by Zhang Zirong) Meng Haoran.

Guan Shuwei East Well, the city from the north star. On the peaceful day of the salty song, the spring of the building of the music is together.

The snow is all over the green mountains and trees, and the ice is open to the black waterfront. The grass welcomes the golden horse, and the flowers accompany the people of the Yulou.

Hong gradually watched countless songs, and the warbler songs listened to frequently. He was then promoted and returned to the wicker new.

Tian Jiayuan Day Meng Haoran.

Last night, I went back to the north, and now I am in the east. I am already a strong man, and I am still worried about farming.

The mulberry field ploughed his father, and the lotus hoe followed the shepherd boy. The Tian family accounts for the climate, and it is said that this year is abundant.

Xiao into Nanshan Meng Haoran.

The miasma is full of atmosphere, and the South Mountain is full of water clouds. Kunfei is now seen, and the bird is old and smelled.

The ground is close to Changsha, and the river is divided from Mizhu. Jia Sheng once complained and gave him a pain.

Crossing Xiangshui at night (a poem by Cui Guofu) Meng Haoran.

The passenger boat was greedy for profit and secretly crossed the Xiangchuan River. The dew smells Fangdu, and the singing voice knows the lotus.

The list of people cast fire on the shore, and the fishermen stayed in the pond and smoked. The couple asked each other, where is Xunyang.

Tingtang, Meng Haoran.

Mingfa looks at the group, and Wanmu is gloomy. The frost gradually watered, and the orange seemed to be hanging gold.

The female companion competes to pick up, and the picking hinders the depth of the leaves. And sympathize with each other, showing the same feelings.

Bone spurs red Luo quilt, fragrant sticky green feather hairpin. In the jade plate, all wins in the secluded forest.

The following Wang Wei Zhuli Pavilion.

Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.

Autumn twilight in the mountain After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.

Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

Return to Songshan as Qingchuan with long and thin, chariots and horses to leisure.

If the flowing water is intentional, the twilight birds will return to each other.

The deserted city is in the ancient crossing, and the sunset is full of autumn mountains.

Coming back and retreating.

Zhongnan Mountain Taiyi is close to the sky, and the mountains are connected to the sea.

The white clouds look back, and the blue mist enters to see nothing.

The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshines are different.

If you want to stay with someone, ask the woodcutter across the water.

I don't know the Xiangji Temple, and I have entered the cloud peak for several miles.

Ancient trees are uninhabited, where is the clock in the deep mountains?

The sound of the spring swallows the dangerous stone, and the sun is cold and green pine.

The twilight empty pool is bent, and Anzen makes a poisonous dragon.

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

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

Come to the new pavilion of Yanli as Meng Haoran.

Eight solutions to Zen Lin Xiu, three Ming to Yuan Cai. The land is far away, and the heart is pure and the water pavilion is open.

The dangerous mountain is checked, and the stone path is returned. Ruihua grows from below, how can the elixir be planted.

The blue net crosses the mangroves, and the clear spring is full of green moss. Playing fish smells the law and gathers, and idle birds chant sutras.

Abandon the image and realize it, and forget to say that it should be. What can be gained in silence, chanting is also in vain.

The tooth sits in the south of the mountain, and Meng Haoran is hidden.

Xi Gong has a legacy, high in Baiyun. The woodcutter does not know, and the mountain monk appreciates himself.

Take the rest as a good thing, and join hands to take a look. Bamboo dew drips at night, and the pine breeze blows during the day.

I have always held a slight shang, and I feel the precursor to the situation. There is no miracle in this, and the common people ridicule it.

Deng Zongzhi Temple Floating Picture Meng Haoran.

Standing in the pagoda in mid-air, looking at Jinghua in the sun. The bamboo surrounds the Weichuan River, and the mountain is oblique to the garden.

The four doors open the emperor's house, and the people are subdued. Tired from the beginning, gathering sand for children's memories.

A glimpse of merit and merit, and the heart of the Tao is added. Sit and feel that the heavens are near, and the empty incense sends falling flowers.

Chang'an early spring (a poem by Zhang Zirong) Meng Haoran.

Guan Shuwei East Well, the city from the north star. On the peaceful day of the salty song, the spring of the building of the music is together.

The snow is all over the green mountains and trees, and the ice is open to the black waterfront. The grass welcomes the golden horse, and the flowers accompany the people of the Yulou.

Hong gradually watched countless songs, and the warbler songs listened to frequently. He was then promoted and returned to the wicker new.

Tian Jiayuan Day Meng Haoran.

Last night, I went back to the north, and now I am in the east. I am already a strong man, and I am still worried about farming.

The mulberry field ploughed his father, and the lotus hoe followed the shepherd boy. The Tian family accounts for the climate, and it is said that this year is abundant.

Xiao into Nanshan Meng Haoran.

The miasma is full of atmosphere, and the South Mountain is full of water clouds. Kunfei is now seen, and the bird is old and smelled.

The ground is close to Changsha, and the river is divided from Mizhu. Jia Sheng once complained and gave him a pain.

Crossing Xiangshui at night (a poem by Cui Guofu) Meng Haoran.

The passenger boat was greedy for profit and secretly crossed the Xiangchuan River. The dew smells Fangdu, and the singing voice knows the lotus.

The list of people cast fire on the shore, and the fishermen stayed in the pond and smoked. The couple asked each other, where is Xunyang.

Tingtang, Meng Haoran.

Mingfa looks at the group, and Wanmu is gloomy. The frost gradually watered, and the orange seemed to be hanging gold.

The female companion competes to pick up, and the picking hinders the depth of the leaves. And sympathize with each other, showing the same feelings.

Bone spurs red Luo quilt, fragrant sticky green feather hairpin. In the jade plate, all wins in the secluded forest.

The following Wang Wei Zhuli Pavilion.

Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures.

Autumn twilight in the mountain After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late in autumn.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

The bamboo noise returns to the Huannu, and the lotus moves the fishing boat.

Feel free to rest in spring, and the kings and grandchildren can stay.

Return to Songshan as Qingchuan with long and thin, chariots and horses to leisure.

If the flowing water is intentional, the twilight birds will return to each other.

The deserted city is in the ancient crossing, and the sunset is full of autumn mountains.

Coming back and retreating.

Zhongnan Mountain Taiyi is close to the sky, and the mountains are connected to the sea.

The white clouds look back, and the blue mist enters to see nothing.

The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshines are different.

If you want to stay with someone, ask the woodcutter across the water.

I don't know the Xiangji Temple, and I have entered the cloud peak for several miles.

Ancient trees are uninhabited, where is the clock in the deep mountains?

The sound of the spring swallows the dangerous stone, and the sun is cold and green pine.

The twilight empty pool is bent, and Anzen makes a poisonous dragon.

"She Day".

Don Wang. The rice and sorghum are fertile under the Goose Lake Mountain, and the chickens are half-covered.

The Sang Zheying Slanted Spring Society is scattered, and the family is intoxicated.

Village Night" by Don 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.

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 Old Man's Village" by 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.

There are many such verses in this, such as the middle age is quite good, and the late home is in the south of the mountains. Xinglai Mei is alone, and he knows what he is winning. There are one or two chickens crowing in the rain, and the road and bridge in Zhuxi Village are oblique. The women and aunts called each other to bathe the silkworms and look at the gardenias in the atrium.

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

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

Come to the new pavilion of Yanli as Meng Haoran.

Eight solutions to Zen Lin Xiu, three Ming to Yuan Cai. The land is far away, and the heart is pure and the water pavilion is open.

The dangerous mountain is checked, and the stone path is returned. Ruihua grows from below, how can the elixir be planted.

The blue net crosses the mangroves, and the clear spring is full of green moss. Playing fish smells the law and gathers, and idle birds chant sutras.

Abandon the image and realize it, and forget to say that it should be. What can be gained in silence, chanting is also in vain.

The farmhouse verse is as follows:1. Step into spring. Yingge Yanshan Qingchang Dance is right, and the green waters and green mountains are at my disposal.

The butterfly and plum blossoms are rippling, and the wind blows the green willows.

2. Late spring. The water and grass contain frogs, and the swallows fall on the branches and are not green.

In the middle of the night, the west wind is fragrant and rainy, who is the love of the skirt?

3. Orchids. The soul is smiling and silent, elegant, reserved and sincere.

If you meet a bosom friend who goes with the rain, the fragrance will linger in the soil.

4. You Lingyun Tower.

The body has been rebuilt for thousands of years, and the wind chimes of the years are ancient.

I like to see the prosperity of Guxi sewing, and the spring light is charming and drunk.

5. Early summer. The lotus bud water catkins boll is long, and the rapeseed is slightly yellow like a bed.

The evening breeze is light and the clouds are warm, and the birds are flying in the sky.

6. Look at the crescent moon.

Looking at the west building on the moon without words, the blue sea is boundless, and the boat is celebrated.

The moon bends the feng shui, who will leave the ice heart for?

7. Small courtyard. The grass is full of flowers or pickpockets, and the potted plants are scattered.

Mo sighs that there is nowhere to return to spring, and the village courtyard hides in the spring.

8. Village dwelling. The peach forest is full of red glow in the evening, and the heart of spring is not broken.

Embrace the countryside and watch the sun and the moon, kiss the native language.

9, farmer Tang Yan Renyu.

In the middle of the night, Hu'er took advantage of the dawn to plough, and the oxen were powerless and gradually difficult.

At that time, people did not know the hardships of farmers, and they would say that the valley in the field was self-sufficient.

The poem reflects the hardships of peasant life at that time. Sympathy for the peasants and criticism of the ignorance of the "people of the time" were expressed. The last two sentences are similar to the meaning expressed in Li Shen's poem "Compassion for Nong", "Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate, every grain is hard", but the feelings are stronger and have considerable criticism, which was often used to ridicule those who do not know the hard work of farming, do not know the difficulty of making a living, and are obsessed with eating, drinking and having fun.

Watching the village children's play on the river and scattering "- Lu You.

After the rain, the stream swept the embankment flat, and watched the village children Xie Wanqing. The bamboo horse staggered away, and the paper kite roared in the wind.

Sandong temporarily studied Confucianism, and Qianlian also cultivated from his father. Literacy is coarse for servitude, and there is no need to work hard to Mu Gongqing.

Translation: After the rain, the stream overflows the embankment and is about to level with the embankment. Some stumbled into the mud pit on bamboo horses, and some flew kites, and the kites flew rampantly in the wind.

During the three months of winter, he studied with the tutor, and during the busy farming season, he went home to follow his father and brother to plow the fields. Literacy can barely cope with rent and labor is good, and hard study does not need to envy the princes and nobles.

Emotion: This poem describes the scene of children playing in the spring when the rain has passed and the sky is clear, thinking of their daily life and future life situation, and cannot help but sigh in life. The words used in the poem are very exquisite, such as "sweeping the embankment", "Xie Wanqing", "carrying the wind and singing", "Confucianism", "father and old farming", "for service" and "Mu Gongqing" and other words, concise and concise, very generalizing without losing rich connotation, which can be seen that the power of tempering words and sentences lies.

The author's thoughts changed from "idleness" to "contemplation", and then to express his feelings, and a pure patriotic heart that cared about the people's livelihood and worried about the country and the people in his later years was exposed.

Taste the west wind and rain in Qindi, in order to ask the west wind to return sooner or later?

The white-haired old farmer stands like a crane, and the wheat field looks at the clouds from the heights.

Appreciation

The scene described in the poem is that just as the peasants were threshing wheat and drying the field, the situation suddenly changed. For a while, the wind was tight, and the rain was thick. The west wind and rain in Qindi (now Shaanxi) came from the agricultural proverb of the time.

Such a proverb is associated with weather changes. The word "taste" writes about people's concerns about changing weather. In this way, the opening sentence is contrary to the common method of straightforward narration, which creates a sense of urgency and has the effect of setting off the atmosphere.

At this juncture, the quality of the weather is related to the harvest of the year. A heavy rain will dash the hopes of many families. So the psalmist prayed earnestly that it would not rain in the heavens.

This meaning is not directly stated in the poem, but uses figurative language to endow the west wind with personality, hoping that it will return early, as if it has the authority to take away. "To ask the west wind to return sooner or later? "Sooner or later, when will Sun Hehui return, this timid question, the mood expressed is Dong Kai and anxious.

The last two sentences are directly selected from life to depict a moving image: "The white-haired old farmer stands like a crane, and the wheat field looks at the clouds from the heights." "It was very impressive.

First of all, such characters can best epitomize the character of ancient peasants: they silently created wealth for society, suffered hardships and blows, often struggled on the line of life and death, but lived tenaciously and never despaired. Secondly, the three characters "such as a crane" depict the posture of the old man "looking at the clouds" is very expressive.

The metaphor of "like a crane" is related to white hair, and the posture of "standing tall" gives people a sense of persistence and perseverance. This physical gesture can appropriately express the inner activities of the characters. Finally, the background details of "Wheat Field High" play a role that cannot be ignored in highlighting the image of the characters.

Wheat field", for the season and the reason for "farmhouse sunshine" is a very vivid explanation. And the "high place", for the old man's urgent mood of "looking at the clouds" is a specific and subtle hint. By using a language similar to that of painting, it is more subtle than a direct narrative, and has a powerful sense of penetrating the back of the paper.

This poem selects a fragment of peasant life when the west wind has reached the time of heavy rain during the harvest season, and focuses on the plot of an old farmer looking at the clouds, through which the reader can be reminded of the hard work of the farmer for a year and a half, just like the labor scene described in Bai Juyi's "Guanjiamai"; It can also make the reader think of the children and grandchildren of the peasants waiting to be fed and the ruthless "rent collection yards" waiting for the harvesters, etc., and the potential meaning of the poem is very deep. Due to the small genre of the seven-character quatrain, the imagery must be concentrated, and the reader must be able to get a glimpse of the leopard. This poem is different from the writing technique of "Guanjiamai", which only focuses on the word "hope", which is also the reason for the "implementation of the body".

The poem has sympathy for the peasants, but there are no words of sympathy; There are praises to the peasants, but there are no words of praise. The poet's heartfelt sympathy and praise are all in plain sight.