Ten ancient poems describing rural scenery are required.

1, an autumn night in the mountains, Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

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.

2. Tour Shanxi Village Song Dynasty: Lu You

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

3. Passing through the Tang Dynasty Old People's Village: Meng Haoran

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

4. Returning to the Garden: Tao Yuanming, the Third Wei and Jin Dynasties

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night.

The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.

5. Returning to the Garden and Living in Wei and Jin Dynasties: Tao Yuanming

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields. The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.

The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.

Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

6. Four Seasons and Pastoral Miscellaneous Prosperity Its 25th Song: Fan Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

7. My seclusion in Zhongnanshan Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise. Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

8. Tang people: Jiao Ran, Lu Hongxian is not seen at home.

He moved his home to the city wall and the country road to Sang Ma's residence. The chrysanthemum near the fence has not been seen in autumn.

There was no dog barking at the door, so I asked my neighbors in the west. His neighbor reported that he went to the mountains and always wanted to reflect the sunset on the western hills when he came back.

9. I wrote a letter to Pei Di in the Tang Dynasty from my cabin in Wangchuan: Wang Wei.

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset set at the ferry, and midnight snack smoke floated out of the house. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

10, after a heavy rain, my cabin in Wangchuan? Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees. Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .