Poetry about the beauty of the village 1. Poetry about the scenery of the beautiful countryside
It is not the love of the flower that is willing to die, only fear that the flower is exhausted in the old age. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I'm afraid of the river, I'm afraid of the spring, I'm afraid of the river. The first thing you need to do is to take care of the people who have gone gray.
Looking east at Shao Cheng, the flowers are full of smoke, and the tall buildings are even more pitiful. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Meng Haoran, the old man with chicken and millet, invited me to the field house, where the green trees are close to the village, and the green hills are slanting outside, to open the Xuanxuan face field and garden, and talk about mulberry and hemp, and then, on the Day of the Chrysanthemum Festival, to come to the chrysanthemums
In front of the Huangshi Pagoda, on the east side of the river, there was a lazy and sleepy spring, and it was leaning on the breeze. The peach blossom cluster has no owner, lovely deep red love light red.
The yellow lady's house is full of flowers, thousands of flowers are low on the branches. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
The river was annoyed by the flowers, and there was no place to tell them. The first thing you need to do is to look for your neighbor who loves to drink, and then you have to go out and drink.
The river is deep, the bamboo is quiet, and the red flowers are reflected in the white flowers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some wine, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a bottle of wine. The children and grandchildren have not yet learned to plow and weave, but they are learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.
The Hedgerows are sparsely settled, and the path is deep, and the flowers are not yet in the shade. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the old days.
The family of Tianjia--Hua Yue The rooster sings three times, and the sky wants to be bright, so I arrange the bowl of rice and the bottle of tea. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Weng Roll's "April in the Countryside" is green all over the mountains and white all over the rivers, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of Zi Gui. The first thing you need to do in April is to get the silkworms out and into the fields.
April in the countryside - Weng Roll The mountains are covered with white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of Zi Gui. The countryside in April is full of idle people, and it is only after the silkworms have been planted in the fields.
You Shanxi Village, Lu You, don't laugh at the farmer's house, the wine is muddy, and in the year of plenty of guests, enough chicken and dolphins. The most important thing to remember is that there is no way out of the mountains, but there is a village in the darkness. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley. From now on, if you are free to ride the moon, you can't knock on the door with a stick at night.
There is an appointment - Zhao Shixiu yellow plum season rain in every house, grass pond everywhere frogs. The first time I saw this is when I had a date, and I didn't come past midnight, and I was knocking on the chessboards.
2. Poem describing the beauty of the countryside (40 words)
The wooden shoes that symbolize sweet love! And the gorgeous tulips dumped countless lovers ...... tulips fragrant season, a beautiful and moving idyllic scenery, green grass, small houses a small river is like a blue ribbon wrapped around the endless green fields, the distance a modeling of the ancient, like a rich paint color painting! Everywhere filled with green, the windmill's wind leaves like open wings, gusts of fragrance, the windmill leisurely turn! Is this a dream, The smile of a delicate, charming girl Like a flower spreads its fragrance ...... By a secluded lake, windmills, Classical, elegant, harmoniously colored cottages? A tall building is also a work of art! An ancient windmill, turning in the wind, and green grass, wildflowers constitute a unique scenery more fairy-tale world to add magical colors, the windmill also stopped, intoxicated in the beauty of the scenery, and even the air also wafted with the smell of grass All around a green and lush! A pair of brightly colored, delicate and gorgeous, green stunning, how pleasant Red hot tulip flower field! I hope to be able to help you.
3. Countryside scenery of the poem
Meng Haoran: past the old man Zhuang
The old man with chicken and millet, invited me to the field home.
The old man has invited me to his home.
The village is surrounded by green trees, and the green hills are slanting away from it.
The old man invited me to his home, where he had chicken and millet, and where the green hills sloped away.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it again.
The willow branches of the green door are soft and feeble,
and the east wind is blowing the color of gold.
The wine in front of the street is thin and easy to wake up,
Full of spring sorrows can not be eliminated. The Spring of Jiangnan by Bai Juyi
The wind back to the cloud breaks the rain at the beginning of the clear, back to shine the warmth of the lakeside re-bright.
The red mountain apricot hair, paved with new green water apples.
The wings of the white geese are still heavy, and the tongue of the oriole is not yet complete.
It is not good to say that the spring in the south of the river is not good, and every year the disease reduces the mood. The spring morning of Bai Juyi's South Lake
Since the search for spring to go later,
do not have to be depressed and complain about the time of the fragrance.
The winds have fallen out of the crimson color,
and the green leaves are full of shade.
The rain on the streets of the sky is as moist as a pastry,
and the color of the grass is not as close as it looks in the distance.
It is the most favorable spring of the year,
and it is definitely better than the willow and smoke all over the emperor.
The early spring of Han Yu presented the water department Zhang XVIII outside
The title of the broken mountain temple after the group yard
Early in the morning into the ancient temple, the first day of the sun shine high forest.
The paths lead to a quieter place, and the Zen room is deep in flowers and trees.
The mountain light pleases the horse's nature, and the shadow of the pool empties the heart.
All the music is silent, but you can hear the sound of bells and rocks.
4. What are the verses describing "the beauty of life in the countryside"
1, the fragrance of the rice flowers said that the year of plenty. The frogs are singing. --Xin Qiji's "Moon on the Western River" (西江月-夜行黄沙道中)
2, "I have no rhyme or reason, and I love mountains and hills by nature" ("少无适俗韵"). --Tao Yuanming, "Returning to the Garden and Dwelling in the Fields" (归園田居-其一)
3, "The day of the hoe is noon, and the sweat is dripping from the bottom of the soil". --Li Shen, "Two Songs of Ancient Winds / Two Songs of Compassionate Farming"
4. The white egret flies over the desert rice field, and the yellow oriole warbles in the shaded summer trees. --Wang Wei (《积雨辋川庄作 / 秋归辋川庄作》
5) "The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of Zi Gui" (子规声里雨如烟)。 --Weng Roll's "April in the Countryside"
6. The sunflower in the green garden is waiting for the sun to dry in the morning. --Anonymous "Changgexing"
7. The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, and they are also learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree. --Fan Chengda, "Miscellaneous Remarks in a Field at Four Times of the Year - Part II"
9, I went out of the front door alone to look at the wild field, and the moon was bright and the buckwheat flowers were like snow. --Bai Juyi, "Night in the Village"
10, Planting Beans under the South Mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings. ---Tao Yuanming, "Dwelling in the Garden - Three of Them"
11, "I've been in the south of the wilderness, and I've returned to the garden in a clumsy manner. ---Tao Yuanming's "Dwelling in the Garden" (归园田居-其一)
12. The grass and trees are long in the narrow road, and the evening dew stains my clothes. --Tao Yuanming, "Dwelling in the Garden, Part III"
13, "I work in the fields by day and perform hemp at night, and the children of the village are each in charge of their own family. --Zhang Yan "Crossing the River Cloud" (渡江云-山阴久客一再逢春回忆西杭渺然愁思)
15, there is no idle land in the four seas, and farmers are still starving to death. --Li Shen (李绅), "Two Songs of Ancient Winds / Two Songs of Compassionate Farming"
16, "The field hands have brought their hoes to the field, and the words they speak to each other". --Wang Wei "Weichuan Tianjia"
5. Poems about mountain villages
So many, is it enough?
Wang Wei's "Deer Chai"
I don't see anyone on the empty mountains, but I hear the sound of people's voices. The scene is in a deep forest, and the moss is shining again.
Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu"
The hibiscus flower at the end of the wood, the red calyx in the mountains. The first time I saw it, it was in the middle of a mountain, and the second time I saw it, it was in the middle of a river.
Wang Wei's "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains"
The weather is late in the fall, after the new rain on the empty mountains. The moon is shining between the pines, and the spring is flowing over the rocks. The first time I saw this was when I was a young man, and the second time I saw it was when I was a young woman. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"
The osmanthus blossoms fall at leisure, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. The moonrise startles the birds, and sometimes they sing in the spring stream.
Wang Wei's Tianjia in Weichuan
The slanting light shines in the marketplace, and the cows and sheep return to the poor alleys. The old man was thinking of the shepherd boy, leaning on his staff and waiting for the thorns to open. The crowing of pheasant and wheat seedlings, the sleeping of silkworms and the scarcity of mulberry leaves. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you. I am envious of the idleness of the world, and I am disappointed to hear the song about the decline of the world.
Wang Jian's "Walking in the Field"
The man's voice is happy, the woman's face is happy, and the family doesn't complain about saying goodbye. The May heat and the wind are clear, and the reeling carriages are singing on the eaves. The silkworms are not taken, and the moths are born among the leaves. The wheat harvest is on the silk in the axle, and I know that I have lost the official's foot. I don't want to be imported back into the city, so I will not sell my yellow calf to the city. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to get away with, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get away with it!
Zhang Ji's "Song of the Wild Old Man"
The old farmer's family is poor and lives in the mountains, cultivating three or four acres of mountain fields. The tax on the seedlings is too high to be eaten, and they are turned into dirt in the official warehouse. The old farmer's family lived in the mountains and cultivated three or four acres of land, which was not enough to eat because of the high taxes on seedlings. The first time I saw this was when I was in a boat with a dog, and the dog was in a boat with a dog.
Nie Yizhong's The Hurt Field Family
February sells new silk, May sells new grain. I wish the king's heart could be transformed into the heart of the king. I wish the king's heart could be turned into a bright candle. I wish that the heart of the king would be turned into a bright candle, which would not illuminate the banquet, but the house of the fugitive.
Wei Yingwu's Guanyuan Tianjia
The rain is new, and the hibernation has begun. The first time I saw it, it was a new day for the family. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said. Hunger and charging are not bitter, and the richness is a joy to see. There are no reserves in the warehouse, and the corvée has not yet been completed. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
Du Xunhe's "The Widow in the Mountain"
The husband died in the army, and his sideburns were scorched by the ramie clothes. The husband is still paying taxes when the mulberry and cudrania are abandoned, and there are still seedlings in the deserted fields. I have to pick up wild vegetables and cook them with roots, and chop up raw firewood and burn it with leaves. I have no idea how to avoid the levy, even if it is deeper in the mountains.
Wang Wei's "Field and Garden in Spring"
The spring turtles in the house are singing, and the apricot blossoms by the trees are white. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few days. The swallows know the old nests, and the old people see the new calendar. The first time I saw this was when I was a little girl, and the second time I saw it was when I was a little girl, and the third time I was a little girl.
Meng Haoran's "Passing by the Old Man's Village"
The old man had chickens and millet, and invited me to his home. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw it, it was a very good one, and it was a very good one. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you'll be able to get a good deal on this. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the services you need.
Du Fu's Year-old Yanyan Xing
The year-old cloud is more north wind, Xiaoxiang Dongting white snow. The first time I saw this was when I was a fisherman and my net was freezing, so I didn't bother to shoot the geese. Last year, the rice was expensive, and this year, the rice is cheap, and it hurts the farmers. The high motor officials are tired of wine and meat, and the loom and axle of these people are empty. The people of Chu emphasize fish but not birds, so don't kill the southern birds in vain. Moreover, I heard that men and women are selling everywhere, and they are still renting. In the past, money was used to catch private casting, but now lead, tin and bronze are allowed. Carved clay is the easiest to get, and the good and bad do not match each other. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Wen Tingyun's "Burning Song"
I got up and looked at the south mountain, the mountain fire burned the mountain field. The fire is burning in the mountain fields. The reddish sunset is like extinction, and the short flames are connected. The difference is to the rock, Ran Ling green wall. The winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain, and the winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain, and the winds are blowing in the direction of the mountain. The neighboring man can speak in Chu, leaning on the plug, wanting to weep. He says that he is a Chusetian, and that he burns her for the morning field. Beanstalks are full of worms, and the flowers on the hedges are like houses. The abandoned stacks of rags return to the fence, and chickens peck at the corn in the plaza. In the New Year, the spring rains are clearing up, and the sound of the gods is being celebrated everywhere. Holding money, I would tell a fortune, knocking on the tiles and ringing in the forest. If you get the fortune on the mountain, you will come back to the mulberry and jujube. The fire is blown to the white grass, and the sickle reflects the red cane. The wind drives away the smoke of mistletoe leaves, and the mistletoe trees connect to the flat mountains. The stars burst out of the sky and the embers fall down in front of the steps. The crows curse the year of abundance. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
Fan Chengda's "Miscellany in the Field at Four Times (I)
Plums are golden and apricots are fat, wheat flowers are snow-white and vegetable flowers are scarce. The day is long, and no one passes through the hedges, but the dragonflies and nymphs fly.
Fan Chengda's "Miscellany in the Field and Garden at Four Times (II)
The children of the village are each in charge of their own household. The children and grandchildren are not yet ready for plowing and weaving, but they are learning to plant melons in the shade of the mulberry tree.