Poetry of a village surrounded by green trees

1. Poems about the village surrounded by green trees

Poems about the village surrounded by green trees 1. Two poems about the village

Visiting Shanxi Village

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Lu You

Moxiao’s farmer’s wax wine is thick with wine ①, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors ②.

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out ③, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and there is another village ④.

The flutes and drums follow the Spring Society ⑤, and the simple and ancient style of clothing remains ⑥.

From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moon, I will knock on the door at night with my stick.

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Don’t laugh at the farmers’ wine, it’s a good harvest year There are plenty of delicacies to entertain the guests.

There are mountains and rivers, and there is no way to go. Suddenly, the willows are dark green, the flowers are bright, and a village appears in front of you.

You play the flute, I beat the drum, we form a team to celebrate, the Spring Society Festival is approaching, commoners wear plain hats, and the simple ancient customs are still preserved.

From today on, if you are allowed to take advantage of the moonlight for leisure travel, I, a white-haired old man, will also take advantage of the night, leaning on a cane and knocking on the firewood door.

2. What are the ancient poems that describe places lined with green trees

1. "Magpies Stepping on the Branches·Six Curved Bald Branches Nestled in the Green Trees"

Five Dynasties ：Feng Yansi

The six curved railings are nestled against the green trees, and the willows are showing their golden strands in the gentle breeze. Who moved the zither to the jade pillar, and the swallows flew through the curtain.

My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain. When sleeping, the orioles talk gibberish, and the frightened and disabled good dreams are nowhere to be found.

2. "There is a strange tree in the courtyard"

Han Dynasty: Anonymous

There is a strange tree in the courtyard, with lush green leaves.

Climb the bar and lose your glory, leaving behind your thoughts.

The fragrance fills the sleeves, but the road is far away.

This thing is not expensive, but it will last forever.

3. "Xingxiangzi: Trees surround the village"

Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

Trees surround the village and the pond is full of water. Relying on the east wind, wandering happily. The small garden is full of spring sunshine. There are peach blossoms red, plum blossoms white, and cauliflower yellow.

Far away from the wall, the thatched cottage is hidden. Beside the Yangqing Banner and Liushui Bridge. Occasionally, I took advantage of the opportunity and walked through Donggang. The orioles are singing, the swallows are dancing, and the butterflies are busy.

4. "Tian Zi Chou Nuer·Who planted the banana tree in front of the window"

Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao

Who planted the banana tree in front of the window, filling the courtyard with shade. The atrium is filled with shadow. The leaves are heartfelt, and the scrolls are still clear.

The sad pillow is filled with raindrops at midnight. Bit by bit. I am worried that the people from the north are not used to getting up and listening.

5. "Planting Orange Trees in the Northwest Corner of Liuzhou City"

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

Two hundred yellow citrus trees were planted by hand, and new leaves are everywhere in the city in spring. .

Fang Tong, the guest of Chu, pitied the emperor's tree, but did not learn from the Limunu of Jingzhou.

How old are the flowers and the smell of snow blowing, and who picks the real hanging pearls?

If you sit and wait for a long time, it will be as good as supporting an old man.

3. Surrounded by green trees, the next sentence

Surrounded by green trees, the green hills are sloping

"Passing Through the Village of My Old Friend" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty

An old friend invited me to Tian's house.

Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.

Open a dining room and chat over wine.

On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums.

The first and second sentences start from the invitation. "Old friend" means that this is not the first time to be a guest. The third and fourth sentences are famous sentences describing the scenery of the mountain village, surrounded by green trees and sloping green mountains, like a light ink painting. Five or six sentences describe the taste of life in the mountain village. Facing the vegetable garden in the courtyard, drinking wine and talking about crops is cordial and natural, full of life. The last two sentences describe the depth of friendship with the theme of gathering together during the Double Ninth Festival. The words are exhaustive but the meaning is endless.

4. Poems describing mountain villages

So many, is it enough?

Wang Wei's "Deer and Chai"

No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu"

Hibiscus flowers bloom at the end of the wood, with red calyxes in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another.

Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn"

After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noises return to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.

Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"

The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring sky is empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

Wang Wei's "Weichuan Tianjia"

The slanting light illuminates the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys. The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn gate. The pheasants are flying and the wheat seedlings are showing, and the silkworms are sleeping and the mulberry leaves are sparse. The husband of the field came to work with his hoe, and they met each other and talked to each other. That is to say, this envy of leisure and relaxation, the song of sadness has faded away.

Wang Jian's "Tian Jia Xing"

The male voice is cheerful and the female face is cheerful, and people don't complain about saying goodbye. Although it is hot in May, the wheat wind is clear, and the sound of cars is buzzing on the eaves. Wild silkworms make cocoons that no one can take, and moths flutter among the leaves. When the wheat is harvested and the silk is on the axis, the officials know enough to lose. Don't look forward to the entrance to get back on your body, and don't sell yellow calves to the city. The Tian family's food and clothing are not rich, and they are happy when they don't see the county gate!

"Old Songs from the Wild" by Zhang Ji

The poor old farmer lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of mountain fields. The seedlings were so sparse and taxed that they could not be eaten, so they were imported into official warehouses and turned into soil. At the end of the year, people are hoeing and plowing in an empty room, and calling their children to climb mountains to collect acorns. Xijiang Jia Ke has hundreds of dendrobium trees, and the dogs raised in the boat will eat meat.

Nie Yizhong's "Shangtian Family"

Selling new silk in February and selling new grain in May. Healing the sores in front of the eyes, but cutting out the flesh in the heart. I wish the king’s heart to turn into a candle of light. If you don’t take care of the Qiluo Banquet, you will take the light of the escape house.

Wei Yingwu's "Guan Tian Jia"

A light rain brings new flowers, and a thunder starts to wake up the insects. The Tian family was free for a few days, and farming began. The young and strong are all in the wild, and the fields and gardens are also in order. Jing Changyan came back and drank water from Duxi Stream. Hungry people do not suffer from it, and nourishment brings joy. There is no storage in the warehouse, and the corvee is still there. Those who are ashamed and do not cultivate will be rewarded with food and money.

"The Widow in the Mountains" by Du Xunhe

The husband defended Pengmao because of the soldiers, and his linen clothes and temples were scorched. Even if the mulberry trees are abandoned, they still pay taxes, and the fields are desolate, but they still need to collect seedlings. Sometimes you pick wild vegetables and roots and cook them, and spin the firewood with leaves to cook. No matter how deep the mountain is, there should be no way to avoid the corvee.

Wang Wei's "Spring Pastoral"

Spring doves are singing in the house, and apricot blossoms are white beside the trees. Holding an ax to cut down distant poplars, hoeing spring veins. Returning swallows know the old nest, and old people see the new calendar. When I'm standing in front of my cup, I suddenly feel helpless, and I feel melancholy as a traveler from afar.

"Visiting an Old Friend's Village" by Meng Haoran

An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house. The green trees border the village, and the green mountains and hills slope outside. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.

Du Fu's "Sui Yan's Journey"

The clouds are falling and the north wind is blowing, and the Xiaoxiang Dongting is covered with white snow. When the weather is cold and the fishnets are frozen, don't shoot wild geese and sing with mulberry bows. Last year, rice was expensive for the army, but this year, rice is cheap, which greatly hurts farmers. High-powered officials are tired of wine and meat, and this generation is empty. Chu people value fish but not birds, so don't kill Nan Feihong in vain. I heard that men and women are flirting with each other everywhere, cutting off kindness and forbearing love, but returning rent and mediocrity. In the past, money was used to catch private castings, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed. Carving clay is the easiest to get, and if your likes and dislikes don't match your appearance, you will be confused. The horns are blown on the city walls of all nations, when will this sad song end?

"Song of Burning" by Wen Tingyun

Standing up and looking at Nanshan, the mountains and fields are burning. The reddish sunset seems to be extinguished, and the short flames are connected again. Drifting towards the rock, slowly climbing the green wall. When the wind blows away, the red eaves shine from a distance. The neighbor next door can speak clearly, and he can't help but sigh. He said that the Chu country was more customary, and burning rice was called "Haotian". Bean sprouts and insects are swarming, and the flowers on the fence serve as houses. The pigs return to their pens in the abandoned stacks, and the chickens peck at the millet in the square. The New Year brings rain and clear weather, and the sound of racing is everywhere. When you hold money, people will tell you, and when you knock on tiles, you will hear the sound in the forest. The divination on the mountain was revealed, and he came back under the mulberry jujube tree. Blow the fire to the white grass, and the sickle on your waist reflects the sugarcane. The wind drives away the mist of oak leaves, and the oak trees connect the mountains. The stars are shining outside the clouds, and the flying embers are falling in front of the steps. She lay back and groaned and sneezed, and the crow girl cursed for a prosperous life. Who would have thought that the green beauty would be used as official tax?

Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany (1)"

The plums are golden and the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse and the white cauliflowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.

Fan Chengda's "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons (2)"

Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.

5. Poems about villages

The green trees border the village, and the green mountains slant outside. —— Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"

The orioles are singing in the thousands of miles, the green is reflected in red, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of the water village. ——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

Date flowers fall on clothes and scarves, reeling wheels ring in the south and north of the village, and cucumbers are sold by cows and old willows. ——Su Shi's "Huanxi Sha·Jujube Blossoms Falling on Clothes and Scarves"

A river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green, and two mountains with rows of gates bring in green. ——Wang Anshi's "Mr. Shu Huyin's Wall"

No one passes the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. ——Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany Part 2"

There is a lonely village at the foot of the mountain, and a single tree on the plateau on the horizon. ——Wang Wei's "Seven Pastoral Music No. 5"

The fisherman beside the apricot tree altar, the family in the peach blossom garden. ——Wang Wei's "Seven Pastoral Music Part Three"