Beautiful poems about livable communities

1. Poems describing livable life

. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" Part 1 Tao Yuanming has no vulgar rhyme, and his nature loves hills and mountains.

I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.

Elms and willows shade the back eaves, and peach and plum blossoms line the front of the hall. The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is still there.

Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow on top of mulberry trees. The courtyard is free of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature. The morning rain in Weicheng is covered with light dust, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

"Weicheng Song" by Wang Wei 2 Suddenly I came across a peach blossom forest, hundreds of steps across the bank. There were no trees in the middle, the grass was delicious, and the fallen flowers were colorful, which was very strange to fishermen. "Peach Blossom Spring" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty 3 The water is shining when the sky is clear, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.

If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. Su Shi, "Drinking on the Lake after the First Clear Rain" 4 After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes.

The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.

Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in the Dark Autumn" 2. The autumn moon is full of Yang Mingyun, and the winter ridge shows beautiful cold pines.

(Tao Yuanming: "Four Seasons") 3. The southern neighbor is even more memorable, and the cloth has not been redeemed in winter. (Lu You: "A storm breaks out on October 28th") 4. Winter is coming to an end tonight, and the new year is brightening and the sun is getting longer.

(Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui") 5. The sound of the sheng brings up the autumn wind, and the wine flies away from the winter snow. (Wang Wei: "Poetry of Four Qi") 6. When midwinter arrives, all the flowers will die.

(Chen Yi: "Plum Blossoms") 7. I don't know that the water flowers bloomed first, but it is suspected that they have not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum Blossoms") 8. Children are making noise next to each other in the snow in winter, but the foolish Confucians on the other side are obsessed with it.

(Lu You: "Residence in the Suburbs in Autumn") 9. During the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, the shadows in front of the lanterns are accompanying you. (Bai Juyi: "Missing Home at Night at Winter Solstice") 10. The weather, people, and the sun are urging each other, and the sun brings forth spring at the winter solstice.

(Du Fu: "Xiao Zhi") 1. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn"" 2. Who said that the heart of an inch of grass can repay three spring rays.

(Meng Jiao: "The Wandering Son's Song") 3. Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? (Wang Wei : "Lovesickness")) 4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain") 5. The wild fire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again.

(Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass)) 6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers") 7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai)) 9. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

(He Zhizhang: "Ode to Willows") 10. The spring scenery is so full that the garden cannot be closed, and only one branch can be closed. Red apricots come out of the wall (Ye Shaoweng: "It's not worth visiting the garden") 1. I don't know the heat, but I regret that the summer is long.

(Bai Juyi: "Guan Mao") 2. Living in a deep place. The city is still clear after spring and summer. (Li Shangyin: (Wanqing)) 3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the grass has not stopped.

(Xie Lingyun: (Traveling to Chishi into the Sailing Sea)) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so I open my xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. (Du Fu: "Sigh on Summer Nights") 5. Farmer Fang Xiayun, I dare to eat when I sit still.

(Dai Fuxu: "The Great Heat") 6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer (Li Ang: "Summer Couplet") 7. The remaining clouds close the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn. Lan.

(Cen Shen: "Shui Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin Back to the County") 8. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but you can only feel the summer when it clears up (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing") 9. Qingjiang. A song hugs the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet.

(Du Fu: "Jiangcun") 10. There is no need to regret that Fang Fei is gone, Xia Mu's yang and yin are pleasant. (Qin Guan: "The Dark Sun of March." "Odd title") 1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising.

(Cao Cao: "Guan Cang Hai") 2. The three autumn leaves can bloom in February (Li Qiao: "The Wind") 3. . Sow a grain of millet in spring, and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn.

(Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers") 4. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will fade ("Han Yuefu? Changge Xing"). 5. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door holds the ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

(Du Fu: "Quatrains") 6. The light of the lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the surface of the pool that has not been polished. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at the Dongting") 7. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring.

(Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Poems") 8. The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, and the small fans flutter against the flowing fireflies. (Du Mu: "Autumn Eve") 9. When will spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past?

(Li Yu: "Poppy Poppies") 10. I wanted to stop talking, but I said it was a cold day in autumn. (Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? Shu Boshan Daozhong"). 2. What makes a livable home? Ancient Poetry

Five poems from "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" · Tao Yuanming One of them: I have little vulgar rhyme, and my nature loves hills and mountains.

I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old abyss.

Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden. The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.

Elms and willows shade the back eaves, and peach and plum blossoms line the front of the hall. The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is still there.

Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow on top of mulberry trees. The courtyard is free of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature. Translation: When I was young, I did not have the nature to cater to the world. My nature originally loved mountains, rivers and pastoral life.

Thirteen years have passed since I mistakenly fell into the snare of this world. A bird in a cage longs for the woods where it lived, and a fish in a pond longs for the deep pool where it lived.

Go to the southern wilderness to open up wasteland, stick to your ignorance, and return to your hometown to live a pastoral life. There are more than ten acres of land surrounding the residence, and there are eight or nine thatched houses.

Elms and willows cover the rear eaves, and peach and plum trees line the front of the hall. Inhabited villages can be vaguely seen in the distance, and the smoke from the trees rises gently in the wind.

Dogs bark in the deep alleys, and roosters crow on top of the mulberry trees. There are no worldly distractions in the courtyard, and there is plenty of free time in the empty room.

After being trapped in a cage for a long time, I can finally return to nature. Notes: Bird in a cage.

暧暧: dim, blurry. Void room: empty room.

Fan cage: a metaphor for official life. Yiyi: rising gently and slowly.

Second, there are few people and things in the wild, and there are few martingales in the back streets. In the daytime, under the thorns, I think about the wine.

At that time, people came and went in the market, wearing grass. When we meet, there are no words, but the road is long.

The days of mulberry and maize have been long, and the days of my soil have been broad. They are often afraid of frost and sleet, and they are scattered like grass.

Notes Personnel: refers to making contacts with people. Martingale: The leather strap around the horse's neck when driving.

This sentence means that the place of residence is remote and there are few cars and horses. Song: A secluded place.

Xu Song: Still in the countryside. Phi: put aside.

Comments This article is the second poem of "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields", which is dedicated to writing about the tranquility of rural life. First, write "quiet" from the front.

Living in a remote village, there are very few worldly social interactions, and there are very few carriages and horses to visit. Precisely because there are no worldly affairs or people to disturb you, you can "cover your door under the thorns in the daytime, and keep your thoughts in an empty room."

The ajar wooden door and the quiet room have far isolated the noisy worldly thoughts. However, there are also times when the Chaimen is open. The poet "often returns to the ruins and sings, walking back and forth with grass on his back", and often chats with his neighbors.

However, in the poet's view, interacting with simple farmers throwing grass is not a secular "personnel matter"; talking about mulberry and hemp is not "miscellaneous talk". Compared with the officialdom, which is full of cleverness and hypocrisy, this place is completely different.

——This is to write the inner "quiet" with the external "movement". Country life also has its joys and sorrows.

"The mulberry fields have grown long, and my earth has grown vast", which makes people happy; at the same time, "I am always afraid of the arrival of frost and the scattered grass." However, this joy and fear are not "earthly thoughts".

On the contrary, this simple joy and fear means that working in the countryside has made the poet's mind clear and his emotions simple. ——This is to further demonstrate the "quietness" of the heart with the "movement" of the heart.

The poet may speak from the front or from the side, allowing readers to appreciate the tranquility of the countryside and the tranquility of their own state of mind.

Yuan Haowen once said: "How can this man write poetry? He writes directly to the sky in his heart."

The poet describes a peaceful and pure world here. The three types of beans are found at the foot of the southern mountain, where the grass is abundant and the bean seedlings are sparse.

In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight. The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.

It is not a pity to have stains on your clothes, but your wishes are true. Note 1: Carrying a hoe.

Here, carry it. 2. Grass and trees: thick with vegetation.

3Nanshan: Lushan, Jiangxi. 4. Morning: Get up in the morning.

5 dip: get wet. Translation: There is my bean field at the foot of the southern hillside. It is overgrown with weeds and the bean seedlings grow very sparsely.

I get up in the morning and go to the fields to clear weeds. Under the stars and moon, I carry my hoe and go home to rest. Grass and trees covered the narrow return path, and the night dew wet my coarse cloth jacket. It was no shame if my clothes got wet, as long as it didn't violate my will to return to farming.

At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, there are few bean seedlings in the grass. These two sentences are written about planting beans under the Nanshan Mountains. The grass is very lush but the bean seedlings are sparse.

The starting sentence is very plain, like an old farmer standing there talking, which makes people feel very friendly. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.

In order to prevent the bean fields from becoming barren, the poet went to the fields early in the morning and came back in the evening under the moonlight. Although it is very hard, he does not complain, which can be seen from the beautiful scenery of "Returning to Hoe with Moon Lotus".

The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. It's not enough to regret the stain on your clothes, but your wishes are fulfilled.

The road is narrow and the grass is long, and the dew stains your clothes. But what’s the pity if your clothes get wet? This sentence may seem plain, but this plainness exactly reflects the last sentence, "But my wish will not go against me", which makes "my wish will not go against me" fully emphasized. The word "wish" here also contains the meaning of not losing yourself in the dirty real world.

The language of this poem is very plain and natural. "Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain" and "Evening dew touches my clothes" are as simple as being spoken casually without any modification.

This natural and plain verse is integrated into the mellow artistic conception of the whole poem, which elevates the spoken language to a verse, harmoniously unifying the plainness of the spoken language and the mellowness of the poetry, forming the plain and mellow artistic characteristics of Tao's poetry. Tao's poems are both plain and full of interest.

The interest of Tao's poems comes from freehand brushwork. "Returning from hoeing with a moon load", although the poet returning from labor is alone, he is accompanied by a bright moon.

The poet under the moon carries a hoe on his shoulder and walks through the waist-deep grass. What a beautiful picture of returning to farming on a moonlit night! It is filled with the poet's joyful mood and pride of retreat. "Growing beans at the foot of the Nanshan Mountain" is a plain sentence, and "returning home with a lotus in the moonlight" is a beautiful sentence; the first sentence is true, and the second sentence is false.

The whole poem is soft and perfect with the complementation between plainness and beauty, real scene and virtual scene. The fourth is to go to the mountains and rivers for a long time and have fun in the wild woods.

Let’s take our children and nephews with us and walk in the deserted ruins. Wandering among the hills, people still live there.

There are remains of well stoves and decaying mulberry and bamboo trees. I would like to ask those who collect firewood, this person is like this.

The salaryman told me that there will be no recovery after death. It is true to say that one should abandon the court and market in one lifetime.

Life seems to be an illusion, and it will eventually become nothing. Fifth, regret and hatred can be returned alone, and the journey is rugged and meandering.

The mountain stream is clear and shallow, so I can wash my feet when I encounter it. I'm drinking new wine, and the two chickens bring me closer to the game.

When the sun enters the room, it is dark, and the thorn bushes replace the bright candles. The joy comes but the evening is short, it has returned to the sky.