Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Release the fish and turtles one by one, and the ownerless lotus blooms everywhere.
Water pillows can make mountains pitch, and wind and ships drift around the moon.
Night view of Wanghailou
Crossing the wind and rain into the building is spectacular.
When the rain ebbs and flows, the sea is blue, and when the lightning flashes and thunders, the purple snake is chosen.
The castle peak breaks the tower, and people call from the other shore.
The autumn wind on the river is late, in order to spread the bell and drum to Xixing.
Drink the rain on Chuqing Lake.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Huanxisha
Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west. Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free.
At dusk, the rain is whispering. Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
A butterfly in love with flowers
Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea!
Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.
2. Tao Yuanming, Su Shi's pastoral poems. One of Tao Yuanming's Five Poems of Returning to the Garden has no rhyme, and he loves autumn mountains.
Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirteen years. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden. There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses.
Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.
Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. The house is clean and miscellaneous, and the virtual room is idle.
Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today. Second, there are few people in the wild and few wheels in the backcountry.
This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts. When complex market music, grass * * *.
When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma. My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day.
Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs. Three kinds of beans are under the south mountain, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will. Fourth, I went to Shanze for a long time and enjoyed myself in the wild forest.
Try to take your son and nephew and put them in the wild market. Yiyi wandered between mountains and dragons, living in the past.
There are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo rot. Excuse me, what is this person like? The wage earners told me that "there is no rest after death".
"A lifetime in a foreign land" is really true! Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty. Fifth, feel sorry for yourself, the calendar is rough.
The mountain stream is shallow and meets my feet. I'm drinking my newly cooked wine, and two chickens attract the latest game.
When the sun sets, the candle is lit instead. Happiness comes and bitterness goes short, and it has returned to Tianxu. And Tao Guiyuan Six Dynasties: Song Author: Su Shi Baishui Huanzhou, Cangshan International Sea.
The scenery is endless, and my year is limited. The owner is in Kong Qiu, and the west is in Yanyuan.
Cities are the only price, and agriculture is the undisputed field. Duke Zhou and Guan Cai hate Mao.
I had a full meal before I asked Weaver to do a good job. Students pay for rice to keep my kitchen away from smoke.
Fighting with a chicken, singing and dancing. Do birds and fish know that I am comfortable with things?
You may not be long, but I'm glad to talk. And Tao returned to the Six Dynasties: Song Author: Su Shi's poor ape has been thrown into the forest, and when the horse is tired, he can solve the problem.
My heart is full of new things and familiar dreams. The seagull gradually tamed and gathered, and it has come back.
Green money grows in Nantang and purple bamboo shoots grow in Beiling. Is it possible to drink with a pot? Good words are widely read.
There is a saying in Chunjiang that I am drunk. And Tao returned to the Six Dynasties: Song Author: Su Shi's new bath feels light, but it feels thin.
The wind enveloped the waterfall, but it went back. Looking up at the river and shaking the mountain, you can see the moon in your clothes.
I dare to break my promise if I listen to my parents. Living in the Six Dynasties with Tao Ghost: Song Author: Su Shi, an 80-year-old man, knows nothing about urban entertainment.
The creation accidentally missed, and the peers did their best. I have never crossed the river in my life, but I live in seclusion in Shuibei.
In Li's hand, 300 plants were broken. Mo Yan and Chen Jiazi are afraid of cold.
Come and sit under the tree, have something to eat and have a rest. You can't be empty if you leave your son behind.
Drink me if you have wine, and don't ask if you have money. The Six Dynasties and the House of Tao Ghosts: Song Author: Su Shi is sitting on a cane chair, singing Zi Zhi Qu.
If you hadn't met Shang, you would have seen this wild old foot. I would like to work with litchi branch as a chicken and millet bureau.
Teach me to share the light and dust, and the moon is bright and solid. First frost blows away like the sun.
And Tao Gui lay in the Six Dynasties: Song Author: Su Shi Yesterday I was in Guangling to see Chai Sangmo. It is very interesting to recite poems about drinking.
At that time, it was already a field, and it was sitting at night. You are a long idle person today, and there is a gap in one robbery.
Rivers and mountains are hidden from each other, and it is used by me. Xie Chuan pursues Yuan Ming and makes friends with Wang Ji.
What is the success of poetry? It's no use writing six books.
3. Su Shi's pastoral poems: Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th, drunk with books.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
Dark clouds turn over ink and fail to cover mountains, while white rain jumps over boats.
The wind comes and blows away, and the lake looks like the sky under it.
Drinking in the lake is clear after the rain.
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
The water is Ming Che, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup is always appropriate.
Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.
Artemisia selengensis has short buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck.
Topic Xilin wall
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Author: Su Shi
Seen from the side of the mountain, the peaks are different in height.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.
4. Tao Yuanming, Su Shi's pastoral poems. Five yuan songs.
Tao Yuanming
one
Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.
Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirteen years.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses.
Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.
Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster.
The house is clean and miscellaneous, and the virtual room is idle.
Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.
Secondly,
There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world.
This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.
When complex market music, grass * * *.
When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.
My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day.
Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.
third
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.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
Fourth.
Long-term tourism mountain ze, wild forest entertainment.
Try to take your son and nephew and put them in the wild market.
Yiyi wandered between mountains and dragons, living in the past.
There are remnants in the well, and the mulberry and bamboo rot.
Excuse me, what is this person like?
The wage earners told me that "there is no rest after death".
"A lifetime in a foreign land" is really true!
Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty.
Fifth.
Alone in a sense of loss, I returned to my hometown with a staff member. The road was bumpy and in shock.
The mountain stream is shallow and meets my feet.
I'm drinking my newly cooked wine, and two chickens attract the latest game.
When the sun sets, the candle is lit instead.
Happiness comes and bitterness goes, and the dusk is short, which has returned to Tianxu.
Six Poems of He Taogui's Pastoral Residence
Dynasty: Song Author: Su Shi
There are many white waters around the state, and the international sea is Cangshan Mountain.
The scenery is endless, and my year is limited.
The owner is in Kong Qiu, and the west is in Yanyuan.
Cities are the only price, and agriculture is the undisputed field.
Duke Zhou and Guan Cai hate Mao.
I had a full meal before I asked Weaver to do a good job.
Students pay for rice to keep my kitchen away from smoke.
Fighting with a chicken, singing and dancing.
Do birds and fish know that I am comfortable with things?
You may not be long, but I'm glad to talk.
Six Poems of He Taogui's Pastoral Residence
Dynasty: Song Author: Su Shi
The poor ape threw himself into the forest, but when he was tired, he began to solve martingale.
My heart is full of new things and familiar dreams.
The seagull gradually tamed and gathered, and it has come back.
Green money grows in Nantang and purple bamboo shoots grow in Beiling.
Is it possible to drink with a pot? Good words are widely read.
There is a saying in Chunjiang that I am drunk.
Six Poems of He Taogui's Pastoral Residence
Dynasty: Song Author: Su Shi
The new bath feels light, but the new bath feels thin.
The wind enveloped the waterfall, but it went back.
Looking up at the river and shaking the mountain, you can see the moon in your clothes.
I dare to break my promise if I listen to my parents.
Six Poems of He Taogui's Pastoral Residence
Dynasty: Song Author: Su Shi
The old man is over eighty years old and doesn't know about urban entertainment.
The creation accidentally missed, and the peers did their best.
I have never crossed the river in my life, but I live in seclusion in Shuibei.
In Li's hand, 300 plants were broken.
Mo Yan and Chen Jiazi are afraid of cold.
Come and sit under the tree, have something to eat and have a rest.
You can't be empty if you leave your son behind.
Drink me if you have wine, and don't ask if you have money.
Six Poems of He Taogui's Pastoral Residence
Dynasty: Song Author: Su Shi
Sit on the bamboo vine and sing.
If you hadn't met Shang, you would have seen this wild old foot.
I would like to work with litchi branch as a chicken and millet bureau.
Teach me to share the light and dust, and the moon is bright and solid.
First frost blows away like the sun.
Six Poems of He Taogui's Pastoral Residence
Dynasty: Song Author: Su Shi
I was in Guangling yesterday to see Chai Sangmo.
It is very interesting to recite poems about drinking.
At that time, it was already a field, and it was sitting at night.
You are a long idle person today, and there is a gap in one robbery.
Rivers and mountains are hidden from each other, and it is used by me.
Xie Chuan pursues Yuan Ming and makes friends with Wang Ji.
What is the success of poetry? It's no use writing six books.
5. What poems describe "rural landscape"? 1. No vulgar rhyme, naturally love autumn mountain.
_ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden Part I 2. In the fragrance of rice flowers, it is said that there is a good year. Listen to the frogs.
_ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon Walking on Huangsha Road" 3. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "In my Wangchuan Sujiuyu/Autumn Return to Wangchuan Village" 4. When weeding at noon, sweat dripped into the soil.
_ _ _ _ Li Shen's "Two Antiques/Two Farmers" 5. There are mountains and rivers, and it rains like smoke. _ _ _ _ Weng Juan's April in the Country 6. Sunflowers in the green garden are exposed to the sun.
_ _ _ _ anonymous "Long Songs" 7. Plums are golden and apricots are fat, and wheat and white cauliflower are thin. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Glory II 8. Children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of farming and weaving, but also learned to plant melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
_ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village 9. Beans are planted at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass is covered with bean seedlings. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Parts of Returning to the Garden 10. Looking at Noda from the front door alone, buckwheat blossoms like snow in the moonlight.
_ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Village Night 1 1. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village 12. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
_ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Parts of Returning to the Garden 13. The fragrant rice is ripe in the west, the hibiscus flowers are long, and the mountain fruits are green and yellow. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Shajiangcun Road in Huanxi 14. There are no idle fields in the four seas, so farmers starve to death.
_ _ _ _ Li Shen's two ancient styles/two peasant poems 15. Fu Tian and Hodge greeted each other cordially. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Wei Shui Nong Jia 16. Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
_ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden Part I 17. A curtain of pigeons outside the rain, a few idle fields, moving spring to hoe the water. _ _ _ _ Zhang Yan's Crossing the River Clouds, Visiting the Mountains for a Long Time, Recalling Traveling to the West in Spring 18. In the morning, I dispose of the garbage and take the lotus home.
_ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Parts of Returning to the Garden 19. Mei Ziqing, Huang, vegetable fields and fat wheat are busy raising silkworms. _ _ _ _ Zhu Yunming's Poems on the Mountain in Early Summer. 20. Seagulls hover under the sand, and egrets fly on the wide beach.
_ _ _ _ _ text "South Crossing of Lizhou" 2 1. When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka Valley is self-sufficient. _ _ _ Yan's "Nongjiale" 22. There is no field that looks like I am still dancing, let alone the heart of the field.
_ _ _ _ Once upon a time, Su Daozhi Bell 23. Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's "Weishui Farmhouse" 24. The winding path of the hedge is small.
Clouds and trees are open and clear. _ _ _ _ Zhou Bangyan Yu Meiren Shu Li Amethyst Tian Jiaxiao 25. In the middle of the night, Hu er was ploughing the fields, and the cows couldn't walk any further, which was difficult.
_ _ _ _ Yan's "Nongjiale" on page 26. Father plows the land, son? This mountain is barren. _ _ _ _ Nie's "Tian Jia" 27. The cuckoo flies to persuade early ploughing, and the hoe flies at the spring eye.
_ _ _ _ Yao Nai's "Mountain azaleas fly to persuade early ploughing" 28. Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Village" 29. My fields and gardens were destroyed by the war, and my own flesh and blood became the scum of the street.
_ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's "Full Moon" 30. Noda's spring water wins the mirror, and the picture does not surprise the gull. _ _ _ _ Wang Zao's "It's a little sunny in spring on the tenth day" 3 1. Water around the hedge, elm flowers are sparse.
_ _ _ _ Zhang Shunmin's Village, Water, Field, Bamboo and Hedge' 32. When I passed a friend's farmhouse, his children shouted from outside the thorn gate. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "A Kind Pillow and a Kind Bowl from Zhongnanshan to Hu Si" 33. After three winters, I learned from Confucian scholars, and I also cultivated from my parents.
_ _ _ _ Lu You "Watching the children in the village play on the stream" 34. At the end of the year, hoe the plow and leave the vacant room, shouting acorns. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's Wild Old Songs/Shan Nong Ci 35. After a light rain, people on both sides of the strait picked red beans and raised their hands at the bottom of the tree.
_ _ _ _ Ouyang Jiong "South Xiangzi Road into South China" 36. Light rain and flowers are new, and thunder begins. _ _ _ _ Wei Wang Tian Jia 37. In August and September, the west wind accumulated and the clouds were yellow.
_ _ _ _ Huang Xieqing's Miscellanies of Autumn Family' 38. After a few days at home, I began to farm. _ _ _ _ Wei Wang Tian Jia 39. Sangzhe abandoned Judah to pay taxes, but still recruited seedlings after the rural shortage.
_ _ _ _ Du Xunhe's Widow in the Mountain/The World Bank 40. Cloth is close to three paths and thousands of trees have been planted. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Pastoral Works 4 1. Melaleuca trees travel far, surrounded by the sound of Shan Ye running water.
_ _ _ _ Yao Nai's "Mountain Travel, Azalea Flying, Persuade Early Farming" 42. The bird bit the weeds and strayed into the withered mulberry tree. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's Grass on the Tree 43. Although it is hot and windy in May, the eaves are screaming.
_ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Tian Jiaxing 44. Hold an axe to cut the mountain and hoe the spring pulse. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Pastoral Work in Spring 45. Gaotian is like a ladder, and Pingtian is like chess.
_ _ _ _ Yang Shen "out of the suburbs" 46. Wheat is harvested on the shaft and knowledge is lost. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Tian Guxing, 47. It was too late to write the sword, and it was dusk in Yuan Qiu.
_ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's "Pastoral Work" 48. Diligence and frugality started with food for several months. _ _ _ _ Huang Xieqing's Miscellanies of Autumn Family' 49. Spring is early on the lake, and Tianjia is not idle.
_ _ _ _ Qiu is the 50th topic in The Farmer's Father's Home. When you see rice, it smells like particles. _ _ _ _ Huang Xieqing's Odes of Akita Family.
6. What are the poems describing landscapes and pastoral areas? 1, an autumn night in the mountains, Tang, an empty mountain after the rain, standing 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.
My friend's prince, what does it matter if spring is over and you are still here? It has just rained on the quiet mountain, and the weather is like late autumn. The bright moonlight passes through the cracks in the branches and leaves of pine trees, and the sound of clear springs knocking on rocks looms in the distance.
There was a burst of laughter from time to time in the bamboo forest, and the woman who washed clothes went home together. The lotus leaves in the stream are swaying, and the fishing boat goes down the river.
Although the wheatgrass in spring has dissipated and the scenery in autumn is good, I can stay in the mountains. Appreciation of Autumn Night in a Mountain Residence by Wang Wei is one of the representative works of landscape poetry, which sings a love song of a hermit.
The whole poem depicts the beautiful scenery of the mountain village and the simple fashion of the villagers in the evening after the rain in Chu and Qing Dynasties, and shows the poet's satisfaction with his seclusion. The first two sentences of this poem are "An empty mountain stands on an autumn night after the rain", describing the scenery in the twilight and the beginning of Shan Yu, which is quiet, leisurely, fresh and pleasant.
It was a natural picture of the mountain village after the rain, which was outlined by the poet with his big hand. It is as fresh, quiet and far away as it is now.
An "empty" word renders the sky high and the clouds light, and everything is ethereal. How leisurely the poet lives in seclusion here, and how he describes the typical environment of landscape and countryside, revealing the poet's love.
"There is moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream", and the pine forest washed by rain is spotless and green; The rocks are especially crystal clear, transparent and bright; Even the moonlight is as bright as washing; Shan Yu's spring suddenly flows on the slate, and then winds down the mountain stream, giving out a crisp and pleasant song, like a "serenade". "Illumination" and "flow", one goes up and down, one moves in silence, and the other moves in silence, as if people feel the pulse of nature beating.
At this moment, the poet seems to feel that he has also been washed away. The beauty of nature and the beauty of the soul are completely integrated, creating a pure and beautiful poetic realm, which is as inseparable as the water moon mirror. This kind of Zen is a hermit.
Su Shi praised this couplet, "There are paintings in poetry and poems in paintings." A model sentence.
Then the poet changed from writing about scenery to writing about people. In this landscape painting, the natural beauty of the mountain village is integrated with the beauty of the villagers' life.
"The sound of bamboo calls the washerwoman to return, and the lotus leaves are collected in front of the fishing boat", which are the portrayal of human activities-"Huannv" and "Fisherman". The poet adopted the writing "Listen to people before you meet them".
Yes, it's night, and it's covered with bamboo forests. How can I see a woman who comes back from washing clothes? However, when the women from Zhuhai moved slowly, they stirred the bamboo soaked in the night dew and made a "rustling" sound. With their silvery laughter, the noise of laughter broke the quiet night sky. Listening to the ups and downs of lotus leaves on the water, this is the fisherman's return by moonlight. The poet touched the scene and felt emotion: the villagers came back from Daiyue and started from their own nature. Their industrious, simple and cheerful personalities are far clearer and purer than those in officialdom.
All these details convey that the poet loves not only the beauty of the scenery here, but also the beauty of the people here. This naturally lays a solid foundation for summarizing sentences.
"My friend's prince, spring has passed and you are still here. What does it matter?" It was written by a poet. Although spring has gone, autumn is better and I would like to stay.
Wang Sun refers to the poet himself, which is the poet's antithesis of the poem "Wang Gui, you can't stay in the mountains for a long time" in Chu Ci. It means that although the youth in spring is resting, the scenery in autumn is also good, and it can be hidden for a long time. As the poet said in Qingxi, "In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water."
His love for returning to nature and his dislike for Guanhai are beyond words. In a word, this pastoral poem is fresh and quiet, which embodies the poet's noble feelings and pursuit of ideals, and is rich in connotation and intriguing.
2, old friend Zhuang [Tang] Meng Haoran prepared chicken rice for me, old friend (sh incarnation), you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the porch (xuān) nursery and talk about Sang Ma with our cups in hand. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and also (huán) go to chrysanthemum.
My old friend prepared a sumptuous meal and invited me to visit the banker. The village is shaded by trees, and the outline of green hills is faintly visible in the distance.
Open the windows facing the threshing floor and vegetable garden, and talk about the harvest of crops this year while raising a glass and drinking. I'll definitely come back for a drink and enjoy chrysanthemums on September 9th.
Appreciation: This poem was written by the author when he lived in seclusion in Lumen Mountain and visited a friend's house in a mountain village. Write a sentence or two on the invitation, "old friend" means it's not the first time to be a guest.
Three or four sentences are famous sentences describing the scenery of mountain villages. Surrounded by green trees, the green hills are oblique, just like a faint ink painting. Write five or six sentences about the taste of mountain village life.
Facing the garden in the yard, talking about crops with wine is kind and natural, full of life breath. At the end of the two sentences, let's get together on the Double Ninth Festival and write down the depth of friendship.
The whole poem depicts the beautiful mountain village scenery and quiet rural life, with plain language, natural and smooth narration and no traces of rendering and carving. However, it has sincere feelings and mellow poetry, and has the aesthetic interest of "clear water produces hibiscus, which is naturally carved", so it has become a masterpiece in pastoral poetry since the Tang Dynasty. "Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm."
This beginning is like a note in a diary. An old friend "invites" and the author "arrives". There is no rendering in the text, it is simple and casual.
This is just a possible form between friends who don't need to be polite. The invitation of "chicken and millet" not only shows the unique flavor of Tianjia, but also shows the simplicity of hospitality.
It is this kind of hospitality without ceremony and ostentation and extravagance that makes the hearts of friends more open to each other. This beginning is not very focused, calm and natural, but it is an excellent introduction to the content of life to be developed, showing the characteristics of the atmosphere, which needs to be further enriched and developed below.
"We look at the green trees around your village and the pale blue mountains in the distance." When I entered the village, the author looked around for such a fresh and pleasant feeling.
These two sentences are close to the border and surrounded by green trees, which seem to be unique and unique. The next sentence is light, accompanied by green hills abroad, which makes the village not lonely and shows a broad prospect. The village is located in Pingchou, far away from Qingshan, giving people the feeling of lightness and tranquility, but it is by no means indifferent and aloof.
It is precisely because of the "old village".
7. What are the poems about "landscape" and "pastoral"? 1. Four Seasons Pastoral (Song Dynasty). Fan Chengda tills the fields during the day, and the children in the village mind their own business. Children and grandchildren have learned to grow melons by mulberry shade instead of farming. 2. People in Tang and Wang Wei are idle with osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the present appeared in the month, the birds were shocked. They sang in the spring. You entertain me on your farm, we watch the green trees around your village and the pale blue in remote mountainous areas, we open your window in the garden and field, holding our cups to talk about mulberry trees and marijuana, and wait until the holiday in the mountains, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. 4. Wang Wei's "There seems to be no one on the empty mountain" and "Chai Lu" were heard, but they went back to the depths of the forest and shone on the moss. Qingpingle lives in Xin Qiji's village, with low eaves and green grass beside the stream. When he was drunk, Wu Yin and Xiang Mei were not bad, and his white hair was ugly. 6. After the rain, an empty mountain stands on an autumn night. There is moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stones in the stream, bamboo words for the sweeper to go home, lotus leaves in front of the fishing boat, my friend's prince. When you are here, what does it matter if spring has passed? 7. When you visit Shanxi Village, Lu You doesn't laugh at farm wine, but keeps enough chickens and dolphins in good years. There is no doubt about mountains and rivers, and the countryside is simple.
Xie Lingyun and Tao Yuanming, who originated in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, were represented by Wang Wei and Meng Haoran in the Tang Dynasty. This kind of poetry is good at describing natural scenery, pastoral scenery and comfortable seclusion.
Poetry and painting are meaningful and beautiful, the style is quiet and elegant, the language is beautiful and refined, and the line drawing technique is used. Poets such as Tao Yuanming formed the pastoral school in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, poets such as Xie Lingyun and Xie Tiao formed the landscape school in the Southern Dynasties, and poets such as Wang Wei and Meng Haoran formed the pastoral school in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
The poet takes landscape and countryside as aesthetic objects, and throws delicate brushstrokes into quiet mountains and leisurely fields to create an idyllic life to express his dissatisfaction with reality and his yearning for a quiet and peaceful life. Tao Qian Xie Tao is a representative poet of the school of pastoral poetry. They are obviously influenced by metaphysics, but because of their different status and life path, metaphysics has different marks in their poems.
The mystery and interest in reason in Tao's poems are not only reflected in the fact that there are many insightful opinions full of life experience in his poems, but more importantly, the mystery permeates the pastoral picture of "having its truth" in his poems. Xie Shi's poems are mainly expressed by metaphysical thoughts such as "an empty jade is hard to name, the hook is easy to bend" and "it is better to be born in a wonderful period", but the metaphysical purpose is not fully integrated into his poems.
Although Tao poetry takes nature as the aesthetic object and advocates nature, it pursues the interest of the soul, not the external object itself. His poems are freehand brushwork, not imitation.
Tao Yuanming was originally an intelligent bird flying in the countryside. Affectionate freedom is his nature. Because of his frankness, he can't be a good official in a dirty world. Once out of the cage, he will return to nature and be happy.
Returning to the garden (5) and migrating (2) vividly outline a great poet who is detached, leisurely and adaptable. Through the morning mist and dusk, he came in wearing clothes, sandals and hoes.
Simple houses, ordinary villages, but the author came one by one with a very appreciative tone, willing to be indifferent, conservative and true. The poet's frank mind and outstanding integrity are like a roll of lotus, and the moon is white and clear.
His pastoral poems are the externalization of his personality spirit. Therefore, he gives priority to freehand brushwork, and only pursues the integration of a peaceful and leisurely state of mind and a simple physical environment, showing a natural state. Writing poetry, for him, is just a natural expression of "open and true" embrace.
Su Dongpo said, "Tao Yuanming's intention is not poetry, but poetry conveys his meaning." Yuan Hao asked, "Does this man write poems, directly on his chest?" If Xie Lingyun is Tao Yuanming who created the pastoral landscape, Xie Lingyun, who was contemporary and later with Tao, created the words of "Mo Shan Pan Shui" and "Diao Lu".
Xie Lingyun's landscape poems are skillful in using words, such as a craftsman who is good at scheduling language, often conveying the modality of landscape in one word. He has an extraordinary talent in refining poetry and understanding language, which even Li Bai admires. For example, "there is darkness in the forest and clouds gather at dusk."
(The graceful building on the stone wall returns to the lake) "Turbulence tends to be absolute, and the island is in the middle of the river." ("Climbing the Mountain to an Isolated Island") "White clouds hold secluded stones, which are green and beautiful."
(Ye Ning after Conception) "Spring grass grows in a long pond, and the willow garden becomes a songbird". ("Climbing the Pool Upstairs") "The Spring Festival Evening is green and the rock is high."
("Entering the Penghu Estuary") "The wild land is clean and the sky is high and autumn is bright." (First Visit to the County) has exquisitely carved and described the changes of mountain posture, water state, twilight and sunny weather, and reproduced an artistic realm of natural beauty.
From this point of view, Xie Lingyun is absolutely brilliant. He observes things in detail and grasps the language very well. After editing the scenery of mountains and rivers by his skillful hands, he immediately made a colorful picture, which is unique in Wei Jinhan's poems, making later generations say that "Xie's poems are like new hibiscus, natural and lovely". Meng Haoran, a native of Lumenshan, Xiangyang, was one of the few poets who lived in cloth for a long time in feudal times.
Li Bai has a poem for Meng Haoran: "Master, I cheer you from my heart, and your reputation has risen to the sky." In the rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead.
Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor. Gaoshan, how I long to reach you, that's all. "
Meng Haoran is a real hermit. The ancient scholar "If you are rich, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be immune to it."
He chose the second way, gave up his desire, indulged in natural landscapes indifferently and quietly, and pursued the highest realm of poetry-natural beauty. His poems are close to Tao's, but they have their own style.
"Clouds dream and fog come, and Yueyang City is trapped" and "stormy as snow, you can't sit still" are rare. Representative poems are those that present a quiet, cold and steep artistic conception and are deeply imprinted with hermit feelings.
He wrote about the hermit's feelings: "On the North Peak among the white clouds, you found a quiet seclusion. Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies with the geese.
……"。 His poem describes the joy of the Tian family: "Old friend, you prepared chicken and rice for me and entertained me on your farm.
The edge of the green forest, and the pale blue in the remote mountainous areas. 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. "("Passing through the Old Village ") The quiet and cold artistic conception and natural and quiet interest can't hide the loneliness and loneliness inside.
Holding the examination paper in meditation, we seem to see a poet with a high heart walking alone on the mountain road, and the mountain wind is blowing his elegant gown. Wang writes political poems for Wei.