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Poems and ancient poems describing rural scenery

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. _ _ April in rural Weng Juan

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. _ _ Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden, Part III'

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. _ _ Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"

The rice root house is like a block, and the water in the field is one foot wide this year. _ _ Fan Chengda's Summer Village Miscellaneous

After a light rain, every household went to pick red beans, delicate hands and a pair of white jade under the tree. _ _ Ouyang Jiong "South Alley Road to the South"

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. _ _ Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Village"

After the war, the countryside was deserted and the flesh and blood fled to a foreign land. _ _ Bai Juyi's full moon feeling

When the deer car leaves, it belongs to the cave. _ _ Ouyang Xiu's Autumn Huai

Don't say that the wine tastes weak, and there is no cultivation in the millet field. _ _ Du Fu's "Three Qiangzhai Poems, The Third"

Looking at Noda from the front door alone, the moon is in the sky and the flowers are like snow. _ _ Bai Juyi's Country Night

The cuckoo flies to persuade early ploughing, and the hoe flies at the spring eye. _ _ Yao Nai's "Mountain Walking, Boog Ku Flying to Persuade Early Tillage"

The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast; _ _ Zhang Ji's Lumen Business

Green waves and spring waves are full of clouds. ? Fat. _ _ Paddy fields in Wei Zhuang

Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu. _ _ Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake

Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields. Xiumailiangang mulberry leaves are cheap. _ _ Fan Chengda's "A shot of water in the spring"

Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs. _ _ Xin Qiji's "Yellow Sand Road Night Xijiang Moon"

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. _ _ Wang Wei's "Rain clears up/Autumn returns to Wangchuan Village"

A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy. _ _ Meng Haoran's "Days of Heaven and Heaven"

Plums are green, plums are yellow, vegetables are fat, wheat is ripe, and sericulture is busy. _ _ Zhu Yunming's Early Summer Folk Songs

The wind and waves in the sky don't remember Sue. Thousands of chariots galloped on the snowy and sunny river. _ _ Su Shi's "The wind and waves in Huanxisha don't remember Su"

The rain was high and white, and ploughing was done in the middle of the night. _ _ Cui Daorong's field

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. _ _ Li Shen's Two Antiques/Two Farmers

Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. _ _ Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden, Part III'

The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are neat, the sun shines through the treetops, and the smoke is low. _ _ Ji Xu "new cool"

Father plowed Harada, son? This mountain is barren. _ _ Nie's family

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees. _ _ Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village

When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men. _ _ The kind of pillow and bowl that Li Bai gave to Hu Si in "Down the South Mountain"

In the middle of the night, the tiger took advantage of the small tillage, and the cow gradually could not walk. _ _ Yan's Farmers

In the third winter, I temporarily learned from Confucian scholars and practiced from my parents. _ _ Lu You "Watching the children in the village play on the stream"

At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns. _ _ Zhang Ji's Wild Old Songs/Shan Nong Ci