Poetry about the beauty of the countryside

1. In beautiful countryside's poem, what is sown during the day is the field, and what is numb at night is the result, and the children in the village are the masters. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"

One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao. -Wang Jian's Rain in the Mountain Village

I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden"

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei. -Bai Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn"

The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Gao Ding's "Country House"

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. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village. -Du Mu's Tomb-Sweeping Day

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city. -Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village

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

2. That poem describing the scenery of beautiful countryside, if you love flowers, you won't be willing to die, for fear that they will be gone when you get old. Many branches are easy to fall in succession, and young leaves are discussed in detail.

Flowers are like splendid flowers, like rivers, and my heart is really afraid of spring. But now poetry and wine can listen to me, and I don't have to bear any psychological burden for my bald head.

Look east at the flowers and cigarettes in Shaocheng. It's time for the high glistening in western restaurants to resolve jealousy. Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?

Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend, we watch the green trees around your village, you entertain me at your farm, we open your window overlooking the gardens and fields, and the pale blue in remote mountainous areas, wait until the holiday on the mountain, talk about mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time.

The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring. Peach blossoms have no owner, and lovely deep red loves light red.

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.

The spring flowers by the river bother me so much that I have to go everywhere. He came to the south to find a drinker and went out for a drink ten days ago.

There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers. I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.

The four seasons are idyllic-Fan Chengda tills the fields during the day, and gets the fruits at night, and the children in the village are the masters of the country. Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.

The hedge of Yang Wanli in Xugong Store in Xinshi City is very narrow, and the flowers on the tree head have not turned cloudy. The children ran after Huang Die, flew into the flowers, but disappeared.

Tian Jia-Huayue Chicken sings three times, and sets the rice bowl and tea bottle. My lover is still afraid of urging early ploughing, so he pulls the awning window to see Xiaoxing.

Weng Juan's "April in the Country" is full of green, and it rains like smoke in the voice of Zigui. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

April in the countryside-Weng Juan is green all over the mountains, and it is raining in the sound of Zigui. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

Traveling in Shanxi Village, Lu You doesn't laugh at farmers' wine. In good years, you can raise enough chickens and dolphins. 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.

I have an appointment-it rains at home in Huangmei season in Zhao Shixiu, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If there is an appointment, knock the chess pieces and play lanterns after midnight.

I am leaning against the bamboo trees alone, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your 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. 3. The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn water is flowing. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house. Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? . 4. The caged bird loves the old forest, but the pond fish loses its source. Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside. The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.

Jia Yi lived in Ban Chao Wanli for three years. How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. 7. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. 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. 8. The mountains and fields are all green, and it rains like smoke in the sound of rules. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. 9. Plums are golden and apricots are fat, and wheat and white cauliflower are thin. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. 10. Don't laugh at the mud wine in the farmhouse. Keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years. 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.

4. Write an ancient poem about life in beautiful countryside, an autumn night in the mountains.

(Tang) 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.

Guogurenzhuang

(Tang) 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.

Cunju

(Qing) Gao Ding

Grasshoppers fly in February,

The willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke.

The children came back from school early,

Dongfeng is busy, flying kites.

Su Xinshi xugong shop

Yang Wanli (Southern Song Dynasty)

The hedge is wide and deep.

The flowers at the top of the tree are not shady.

The children chased Huang Die,

Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.

Children fishing

(Tang)

A unkempt little boy learned to bow,

Sit by the raspberry moss.

Passers-by ask and wave,

Frightened fish should not be surprised.

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(Qing) Yuan Mei

The shepherd boy rode an ox,

This song shook Lin Yue.

Trying to catch cicadas,

Shut up suddenly.

5. The most representative ancient poem describing the beautiful scenery of the countryside is Tang Meng Haoran's Passing through the Old Village.

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.

Description: Green trees surround the small village, and the green hills are continuous outside the village wall.

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My old friend prepared chicken and yellow rice and invited me to his farmhouse.

Green trees surround the small village, and the green hills outside the village wall are continuous.

Open the windows facing the threshing floor and vegetable garden, and we will raise our glasses to talk about the growth of crops this year.

On the Double Ninth Festival in early September, I will come again to drink chrysanthemum wine with you and see the beauty of chrysanthemums.

For reference.

6. Poems describing rural life 1 "Two Poems for Farmers"-Li Shen in Tang Dynasty

At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.

Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard?

At noon in midsummer, under the scorching sun, farmers were still working and sweat dripped into the soil. Who would have thought that the rice in our bowl was full of the blood and sweat of farmers?

2. Returning to the Garden —— Tao Yuanming in 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.

I plant beans at the foot of Nanshan, where weeds are flourishing and peas are sparse. Get up early to get rid of weeds, and go home with a hoe in the moonlight at night.

3. Mountain Farmhouse-Gu Kuang in Tang Dynasty

Banqiao people cross the spring, and Mao Yan crows at noon.

Chen Mo bakes tea with black smoke, but he likes to bask in the sun in the valley.

When I crossed the wooden bridge across the mountain stream, the sound of the gurgling spring accompanied me to the farmhouse. The sun shone high on the eaves of the thatched cottage, and the chickens cackled as if welcoming visitors. Shan Nong accompanied me to visit the roasted tea, and said with deep apologies, don't lightly blame cigarettes. When I went to the threshing floor, Shan Nong was very happy because it was sunny and could thresh.

4. April in the countryside-Weng Juan in the Song Dynasty

The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.

The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight. The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.

5. "Farmers"-Yan in Tang Dynasty

In the middle of the night, the tiger took advantage of the small tillage, and the cow gradually could not walk.

When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born.

Call the children in the middle of the night and go to the fields to dig up the soil before dawn. The thin old cow dragged the plow in the field, and it dragged more and more slowly, so that it was almost too tired to drag the plow. Most people don't know the hardships of farmers, but they say that the rice and grains in the fields grow naturally.

7. Meng Haoran, a poem describing rural scenery: passing by the village for the elderly.

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.

The willow branches in the Qing dynasty are weak,

The east wind blows golden.

The wine in front of the street is thin and drunk,

I can't get rid of the troubles of spring. Bai Juyi's "Jiangnan Spring"

The clouds have gone, the wind and rain have stopped, the weather is just right, and the sun shines on the lake to form a reflection, which has a warm feeling.

Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.

The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff.

It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased. Bai Juyi's South Lake Spring Morning

Naturally, it is too late to find spring.

There is no need for melancholy and resentment.

The wind turned crimson,

Green leaves are full of branches. Du Mu's sigh

The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,

The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.

The biggest advantage is that one spring,

It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city. Han Yu's early spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Resources.

Tianposhan Temple Houqunyuan

Changjian

On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.

A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.

And the human mind touches peace in a pool, a beautiful mountain and a pleasant horse.

And a thousand voices were silent, but I heard the sound of the clock plate.