A poem about herding cattle in the fog

1. See Yuan Mei's poem about herding cattle.

The shepherd boy rides an ox, and the song vibrates Lin Yue.

I was trying to catch cicadas when I suddenly shut up.

Qingming du mu

It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Pedestrians on the road want to die.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Wang Ji Wang Ye

Looking at Gao Dong in the dusk, what do you want to rely on?

Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.

Not knowing each other, Long song was pregnant with Wei.

Country night in Lei Zhen

The pond is full of grass and water.

The mountain topic is cold in the sunset.

The shepherd boy went back and stepped over the cow's back.

Piccolo has no cavity.

2. What are the poems related to herding cattle? 1. Spring grass grows in autumn and green, and pine trees grow in Xia Han. Cattle and sheep return to the village lane, and young people don't know how to dress. -"Seven Pastoral Songs, Part IV" by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty

The lush spring grass still presents a vibrant green color in autumn. Tall pine trees have shade in summer. Cattle and sheep do not need to be driven away, and will return to the alley in the village. The children are naive and don't know the dignitaries.

2, grazing cattle, grazing cattle downstream. Go to herd cattle at night and drive cattle in the village. Walking in the rain-covered Woods, folding and lying on the green grass, singing a little song. The waist is full of short arrows of basil, and I am no longer afraid of tigers biting my calves. -"The Shepherd's Poetry" by Li She in Tang Dynasty

Go herding cattle in the morning and drive to Jiangwan. Go to herd cattle at night and drive them through the village. Walking in the drizzly Woods in hemp fiber, lying on the green grass with a broken reed pipe, playing music. The waist is covered with short arrows made of chrysanthemum, and I am no longer afraid of tigers biting calves.

Don't worry about the depth of the stream, black cattle can float. It is as safe as a boat for a child to step on the back of a cow. Cold and rainy mountains are far away, and uneven smoke trees are late. When Wendy Weng went out to meet him, his son returned to the cow and entered the circle. -"Cowherd" Song Dynasty: Lu You

There is no need to worry about the bottomless stream, you can ride a cow safely through it. The shepherd boy rode safely on the back of the cow.

In the cold wind and drizzle, from the distant hillside, in the jagged smoke forest, the shepherd boy rode an ox, and the old man heard the flute and came out to meet the shepherd boy. The shepherd boy came back and the bull went into the bullpen.

4. The shepherd boy rides an ox, and the song vibrates Lin Biao. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently. -"Seeing" Qing: Yuan Mei

The children herding cattle rode on the back of the cattle, and the loud songs echoed in the forest. Suddenly, I wanted to catch the cicada in singing in the trees, so I stopped singing and stood quietly by the tree.

5, the hut is numb to drive away birds, and the shepherd boy puts cattle and sheep with the grass. -"Shoubei Shiyan Village" Song Dynasty poet Lu You

The villagers used the hemp planted to drive away sparrows, and the shepherd boy followed the grass to herd cattle.

3. This poem about herding cattle is full of songs and lyrics. The dragon head (the first name is dragon head water) is Zhang Ji.

The faucet has been broken, and Hu night rode into Liangzhou City. The Han family beat you to death everywhere,

There used to be no land in Longxi. Drive people away from me and scatter cattle and sheep to eat corn.

China raised a child last year, and now he is learning nonsense with a blanket. Who can make Li better,

Liangzhou belongs to the Han family.

Send Xue Jushi and Zhou to school.

Lonely clouds and lonely cranes * * * leisurely, ten thousand volumes of scriptures are a boat, and there are few people in the bird's nest chuncheng.

Lu Shuqiu Hu Yan Village Society. It's good to weave concubines and cook millet in the morning and plow corn and herd cattle at night.

Young people should not feel sorry for themselves, and they will all be closed when they meet their classmates.

Longtou Zhang Hang Chicken

The leading road can't be broken, and you can ride into Liangzhou City at night. Han Chinese soldiers died everywhere,

There used to be no land in Longxi. Drive people away from me and scatter cattle and sheep to eat corn.

China raised a child last year, and now he is learning nonsense with a blanket. Who can make Li better,

Return Liangzhou to the Han family.

Lishe in the mountains

Helpless shepherd boy, let the cow eat my bamboo. If you don't respond when you cross the forest, you will laugh like a deer.

If you want to repay Tian She Weng, you won't go back to China.

Land Travel from Yujian to Shiyan Village

I was lying on the basket, stepping on the sunset, drunk and sleepy.

Jane pays for the tea stove and delivers the medicine bag at the beginning of the poem.

The hut was covered with hemp to drive away birds, and the shepherd boy put the cattle, sheep and grass together.

After a long journey back to Hengmen, I began to feel that spring is getting longer and longer.

4. A poem about herding cattle 1, "Five Songs of herding cattle" by Lu Guimeng, a poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Jiang Cao is poor, white and half autumn, and there are ten horns of black cattle on the river bank.

There is little grass by the river, and it seems to be the end of autumn. On the other side of the river, there are ten cows.

2. In the Tang Dynasty, the poet Li Xueshan

Original: Helpless shepherd boy He, let cattle eat my bamboo.

I can't do anything about the shepherd boy, so I let the cows eat my bamboo.

3, "Shoubei Shiyan Village" Song Dynasty poet Lu You

The hut is full of hemp to drive away birds, and the shepherd boy puts cattle and sheep with the grass.

The villagers used the hemp planted to drive away sparrows, and the shepherd boy followed the grass to herd cattle.

4. The modern poet Nie Gannu's "One of the Cows"

I came from a cowherd, but the time for really herding cattle has been tilted.

I was born to herd cattle, but by the time I herded cattle, the sun was almost setting.

5. The Tang Dynasty poet "sent Xue Jushi to Zhou"

It's good to weave my concubine to cook millet in the morning and plow corn in the corner at night to release cattle.

Cook the yellow rice in the morning, we weave Artemisia, the shepherd boy cultivates during the day, and grazes the cattle at night.

5. Poem 1 describing cattle herding, singing on the cattle, sitting on the cattle, and returning to the cattle at night.

From the poem "Cowherd Poetry" by Gao Qi, a poet in the Ming Dynasty.

Original poem

Cattle herding ci

Your horns are bent and my oxtail is bald.

* * * came piccolo and whip, south Longdong hillock to each other.

The sun is setting, the grass is far away, the cows are hungry, and only I know;

Sing on the cow, the cow sits down and lies next to the cow at night.

I'm not worried about cattle that have been grazing for many years, but I'm afraid of losing rent and selling my cattle.

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Your ox horn is crooked, and my ox tail is short. We all took piccolo and whip, and chased each other to Nanlong Donggang. The sun is setting, the grass is far behind, and the cows are hungry. Only I know. I ride on the cow, sing, sit next to the cow and play, and sleep next to the cow when I come back at night. I'm not worried about herding cattle all the year round, but I'm afraid of selling them and paying the rent.

2. A Tong is three feet tall. He is a baby.

From the Song Dynasty poet Huang Tingjian's "Bamboo and Stone Cattle"

Original poem

Cattle with bamboo stones

The wild age is small and majestic, and the secluded lean on the green.

A Tong's three feet, he is still a baby.

Wu Shi likes it very much, so don't send cows to grind their horns.

The horn is good, and the cow fights me.

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There is a small strange stone in the country, with a clump of bamboo beside it, tall and straight and green. There was a little shepherd boy riding on the back of an old cow, holding a three-foot whip and having a good time. I like this strange stone very much, little shepherd boy. Don't let the cows grind their horns on it. I can tolerate grinding horns, but don't let cows fight and damage bamboo.

3, grazing cattle, grazing cattle downstream.

From the second quatrain "Gong Thunderstorm" written by Li Jieren, a poet in Tang Dynasty.

Original poem

Secondary Rhyme and Public Thunderstorm

In the morning, go to herd cattle, and the cattle will go to Jiangwan.

Go to herd cattle at night and drive cattle in the village.

Walking in the rain-covered Woods, folding and lying on the green grass, singing a little song.

The waist is full of short arrows of basil, and I am no longer afraid of tigers biting my calves.

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Go to herd cattle in the morning and get to Jiangwan. Go to herd cattle at night and drive them through the village. Walking in the drizzly Woods in hemp fiber, lying on the green grass with a broken reed pipe, playing music. The waist is covered with short arrows made of chrysanthemum, and I am no longer afraid of tigers biting calves.

4, each dike blowing leaves should be a companion, but also drum whip three or four times.

The Poem of the Shepherd Boy by Zhang Ji, a Poet in Tang Dynasty

Original poem

Pastoral ci

Cattle are driven far away, and the grass around the village is dense.

Hunger in a vicious circle pecks at the back of a cow, so I can't play with my head.

Into the vicious grass, many cows spread out and sang to the reeds when they were white.

Blowing leaves across the embankment should be accompanied by three or four whips.

Niu Niu's herbivores didn't touch each other, so the housekeeper cut off his head.

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The grass outside the village went to herd cattle, and I saw that the crops around the village were all green. The crow on the hillside pecked the cow's back with hunger, which scared me to play games and somersault. On the hillside, there is so much grass that cows dare not look up, and white calves bark at reeds. Blow a reed leaf in response to the companion on the other side of the dike, and shake a few whips to make you feel comfortable. Cows, cows, eat grass and don't fight. The horn on your head is useful for the emperor's collection.

5, singing cattle, peeping at the skirt girl.

From the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's "Journey to the Country"

Original poem

Rural travel

In mid-spring, Sang Rou crossed the village pier.

Willow weeping in the wind, rain back to the pond.

I sang the song of herding cattle, and I peeked at the girl in the skirt through the fence.

Semi-wet shirt, the owner feeds the chicken and millet.

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In mid-spring, I passed the west of Nanyang County, and all the mulberry trees in the village sprouted. The breeze blows the weeping willows, and a little drizzle drops on the winding pond. The shepherd boy with hemp fiber is singing, and the girl with red skirt peeks through the fence. I went into the farmhouse and took off my semi-wet clothes. The host served me a sumptuous meal.

6. Poetry about fog: Flowers look like fog in old age (Tang Du Fu)

Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog (Tang Bai Juyi)

Flowers and bright moon are dark, flying in the light fog. Tonight, I'd better go to Lang's place. I'm wearing socks and gold thread walking shoes (Five Dynasties, Li Yu)

The fog is gone, and the moon is gone (off)

Tasha shop

Qin Guan

The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.

The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.

Plum blossoms are sent by mail, and fish live long. This hatred has no weight.

Chen Qiang was lucky enough to go to Chen Shan. Who did he go to Xiaoxiang for?

Here is a poem about fog.

fog

-Don Liqiao

Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Emperor went out of Pingcheng.

Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.

The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light.

If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.

Chanting fog

-Don Dong Sigong

The silence of Cangshan is dusk, and the green view will sink.

Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.

The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.

Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.

Chanting fog

-Tang Su Weidao

The caves and valleys are densely covered, and the distance is flat.

At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.

The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting.

Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.

Clear blue fog in the distant mountains

Don Li Shimin

The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.

All green, and half red.

Just like the first month, the wind is very strong.

Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.

Fu Dehua Wu Ting

Don Li Shimin

The blue sky has smoked the palace, and the new core is half makeup.

The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.

The trees are thick and comfortable, and the flowers are thin and red.

It seems to be hidden when it rains.

Sitting in the water pavilion at night is endowed with mist.

-Tang

When the moon sets and the fog rises, Shen Sihao can cross the river.

Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.

Desert sand is on the road, in the fields.

It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.

Lingwuxing

-Don Wei Wu Ying

It is foggy in autumn and comes out in the morning.

The vastness of the sky and sky dissolved the mystery of the day.

Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes.

If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.

My skin gets cold when I sneeze by mistake.

You should have a drink. You can use it.

7. What are the poems about "fog"? 1. The sky meets the clouds, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. -"The fisherman is proud, the sky meets the clouds and the fog" Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty

Interpretation: The sky is foggy and the morning is foggy. The Milky Way is turning, and Qian Fan is drifting like a shuttle.

2. The flowers are bright and the fog is light, so you can go to Lang's side tonight. -"Bodhisattva Man Flower Moon Dark Cage Light Fog" Five Dynasties Li Yu

Interpretation: Flowers are so delicate and charming in the dim moonlight. I want to meet you secretly on this charming night.

3. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. -Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" in the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: The slanting moon slowly sinks and hides in the sea fog. Jieshi and Xiaoxiang are infinitely far apart.

The snake rode on the fog and finally landed in the dust. -"Although the tortoise is long-lived/Although the tortoise is long-lived" Cao Cao in Han Dynasty

Interpretation: Although Teng snake can break through clouds and fog, it will eventually die and turn into dust.

5. Fog will rest, apes and birds will sing; Night is coming and the scales are sinking. -"Thank you for writing a book" Tao Hongjing in the Northern and Southern Dynasties

Interpretation: When the mist in the morning is about to dissipate, there are songs of apes and birds. When the sun is about to set, the fish swimming in the water are scrambling to jump out of the water.

Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. -"Moonlit Night" Du Fu in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: misty, perhaps wet his wife's bangs; The cold moonlight should reflect the cold jade arm of his wife.

7. Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. -"Flowers Are Not Flowers" Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: Say it's a flower, not a flower, but a fog, not a fog.

8. The east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor. -"Haitang" Su Shi in Song Dynasty

Interpretation: The east wind blows clouds, dew month, and the moonlight is also faint. The fragrance of flowers melted in the hazy fog, and the moon had moved over the cloister in the courtyard.

9. The fog is gone and the moon is gone. -"Tafloxacin Chenzhou Inn" Qin Guan in Song Dynasty

Interpretation: misty, the balcony is difficult to distinguish, the moonlight is hazy, and the ferry is hidden.

10. The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window is foggy in late spring. -"Jianglin Xianmei" Li Qingzhao in the Song Dynasty

Interpretation: There are many floors in the yard, and the windows of the attic are covered with clouds, and the faint fog permeates around, but spring comes late.

8. What are the poems about rain and fog? A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.

-Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang crossed the Lingdingyang, the mountain was empty after the rain, and beginning of autumn at dusk-(Wang Wei: "Mountain in Autumn") There was no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes were wet-(Wang Wei:)

(Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in the Mountain") 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. There is no need to go back to the green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber. (Zhang: "Fishing Song") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

(Lu You: The Storm of November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 8. On a cold rainy night in Wu Man, Pingming sent a guest to Chushan alone.

(Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 9. The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Xi》) 10/0. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

(Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake") The river rain is decadent, the river and the mountains are rainy, and the rain comes strangely. The wind is full of buildings, and the blue clouds are broken after the rain, but it means that the night rain lies in the dead of night listening to the wind, the rain is falling, the white rain is falling, and the beads jump off the boat. It's nice to know that there was a lot of rain, but now I remember that night, the storm in Tomb-Sweeping Day, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. Falling flowers are independent, and the swift flies. Seven Fujian Chu Yun dark rain dark, east and west creek rain pale fog. There is sunshine but misty rain on the road, and there is no rain or shine in life. In the evening of the pavilion, the shower stopped at the beginning of the pavilion, and the wind kept blowing away.

Angry, leaning against the railing and resting in the drizzle is already a lonely sorrow at dusk, and it is even more stormy. Green bamboo hat, green bamboo hat, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to belong to two red mansions to meet the cold and be hidden by the rain. A lamp is swaying on the bead curtain, and I am lonely to return to Lu bamboo hat, green bamboo hat, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to return.

-Zhang "Fishing Songs" wet clothes apricot flowers, the wind blows on the face. -Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is also dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green.

-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan and Two Stones to Anxi" There are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, and how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju" lies at night listening to the wind and rain, and dreams of iron horse glaciers.

-Lu You's "The Storm on November 4" is a good way to know when it rains and when it happens in spring. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock.

-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.

-Du Mu's "Qingming" is sunny and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking on the Lake and Chuqing" The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs.

-Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Lingdingyang and Wei's Seclusion: Although your prices are different, you will have a camp when you go out. There is nothing to pull, so this seclusion.

Rainy night is coming, I wonder if spring grass will grow. The green hills are breaking dawn, and birds are singing in the house. Sometimes I make dolls with Taoist priests or walk with firewood.

Since the Ann Jian bad, this person is bo Rong Shi. Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night": Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Bai Juyi's Shang Yang White-Haired Man: "Worrying about the shadow behind the lamp, rustling the sound of dark rain hitting the window" (excerpt) Jiang Kui's "Calm down and see the movement, don't want to go": I don't want to listen to the orchestral when I am old, and I can't have a glass of wine when I am sick.

Life is alive, and it is rare to encounter good rain before the summer heat this autumn; When enjoying the cool, please let me stay at home with a warm pillow. Su Shi's Ding Fengbo: If you don't listen to the leaves beating in the Woods, why not sing and walk slowly?

Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The cold spring breeze woke me up, and the weather was a little cold, but the mountains caught my eye with oblique photos.

Looking back at the bleak land, there is no wind, no rain and no eyes. (My favorite, hehe) Listening to the rain in Fang Yue: Zhu Zhai sleeps and listens to the rain, and moss grows in his dreams.

Opposite the lonely mountain, idle birds don't guess. Wei's Xixi Chuzhou: I pity the grass alone, and there are orioles singing in the trees.

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. Wang Zao's "Two Stories about Things" (1): Swallows will whisper in summer, and the green locust garden will not be overcast.

No one saw the rain in the west window, and the banana was just a few feet away. Wentong's "After the Rain in Beizhai": After the rain, two birds come to occupy bamboo, and in autumn, a butterfly looks for flowers.

Zheng Wenbao's Liu Zhi Ci: Pavilion painting is a spring pool until pedestrians are half drunk; Regardless of the misty rain, I will hate Jiangnan. Xu Fuchun visits the lake: When will the swallows return? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom.

After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees. Weng Juan's "April in the Country": The mountains and rivers are covered with white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules.

In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. Zhao Shixiu's Guest: It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. (Aesthetic Artistic Conception) Wang Changling's "The Farewell of Furong Inn and Xin Jian": It is cold and rainy at night, seeing off guests in Chushan.

Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! The article's "More Leakage": Indus, the rain in the middle of the night, is the pain of love that never gives up.

A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion: Swallows don't come back late in spring, and a misty rain chilled apricot flowers.

Li Shangyin: You asked me that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

There are also many lyrics, such as rain in June, coming to Taipei to watch the rain in winter, meteor shower, continuous rain, red rain, blue sky, rain, not tears, how are you in a foreign land, a cloud made of rain in the wind and so on. These songs all have lyrics about rain. You can look them up. It's as simple as that. 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.

(Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in the Mountain") 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. There is no need to go back to the green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber. (Zhang: "Fishing Song") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.

(Lu You: Storm on November 4th) 7. During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains and roads.