What are the ancient poems about harmony between man and nature?

The ancient poems of harmony between man and nature are as follows: "Birds are singing in the stream" (in the Tang Dynasty), people in Wang Wei were idle with osmanthus flowers, and the night was quiet and the mountains were empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. Fishing Song (Tang Dynasty) Egrets fly in front of Mount Zhang Xisai, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Autumn night in the mountains (Tang dynasty) Wang Wei stood in the autumn night after the rain. 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. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. "Chanting Willow" (Tang Dynasty) He Biyu hung down as a tapestry of countless strands of moss. I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Look at Lu Cheng's early spring outing in Jinling, Shen Yan, Tang Dou, white clouds and red clouds dawn from the sea, and spring is in the wild plum river willow. Warm spring urges warblers to sing, and duckweed in the clear sun is dark in color. In spring, I was in Jiuxiang, Rainbow. In February, the lake in Tangmeng is crystal clear, and every household is singing spring. The flowers in the forest were swept away, but the grass was still alive. Wine company to meet each other, * * * statue. When the cup has started, the geisha will not stop. "Two Small Scenes by Huichong River" Song Sushi is a prophet of warm ducks by the river. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty, two orioles sang green willows and a line of egrets went up to the sky. My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.