Pastoral scenery poems (additional poems)

Guogurenzhuang

(Tang) Meng Haoran

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

My old friend prepared a sumptuous dinner and invited me to his Tian She.

The village is surrounded by green trees, and the green hills around the village stand obliquely.

Open the window facing the threshing floor and vegetable garden, and talk about farming while drinking with a glass.

Wait until the Double Ninth Festival in September, and I will come to drink and enjoy chrysanthemums.

Gui yuan Tian ju

Tao Yuanming

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.

I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields.

The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.

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.

There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.

Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.

When I was a teenager, I didn't cater to the secular nature. Nature loves mountains and rivers (life).

Thirteen years of patchwork.

Birds in cages are attached to the Woods where they lived, and fish in ponds miss the deep pools where they lived.

Go to Yuan Ye in the south to open up wasteland, stick to stupidity, and return to my hometown to live an idyllic life.

There are more than ten acres of land around the house, and there are eight or nine thatched houses.

Elms and willows cover the back eaves, and peach trees and plum trees stand in front of the hall.

Residential villages are faintly visible in the distance, and the smoke from the trees rises gently with the wind.

Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow.

There are no worldly chores in the door, and there is plenty of free time in the empty room.

Trapped in a cage for a long time, now I can finally return to nature.

Youshan west village

Lu you

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.

In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.

1. Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed by farmers in the twelfth lunar month. There are many delicious dishes to entertain guests in the harvest year.

2. Mountain after mountain, river after river. When I doubted whether there would be no way out, I suddenly saw a village where the willows were dark green and brightly colored.

You play the flute, I play the drums and celebrate together. The Spring Festival is approaching, and the clothes made of cloth, the most common hat and the quaint ancient style still exist.

4. From today on, if I can walk in the moonlight, I, a white-haired old man, will also knock my farmer friend Chai Men with crutches in the dark.