Don du fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
2. Zhulou
Don
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Step 3 pass by the village of the old man
Tang Meng Hao ran
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.
4. A letter from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di.
Don
The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters are gurgling.
At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.
Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.
Summer value meets Yu Zui, and the five willows sing wild poems? .
2. Write a rural poem "Morning in the Country" in the third and fourth grades of primary school.
In the morning, Sister Fog quietly came to the countryside to dance before the sun rose.
After a while, Grandpa Sun stretched himself like a little girl's shy face. Brother Rooster jumped out of the henhouse and opened his mouth to bark. At this time, a thick smoke rose from people's houses. Grandparents feed dogs and chickens and say, "Don't rob, don't rob, everyone has a share."
In a short time, Grandfather Sun somehow got up the courage and went straight to the clouds, and the fog dispersed. A new day has begun. Some people are plowing, some are chatting, and some are breathing fresh air. Flowers and trees wake up and dance and sing in the sun. Hens are taking a flock of chicks around for food, and some cocks are showing off their bright red combs.
The morning in the country is like a beautiful painting, a poem and a song. I'm sure you'll let the morning in the country make you linger.
3. Write a rural poem "Morning in the Country" in the third and fourth grades of primary school. In the morning, Sister Fog quietly came to the countryside to dance before Father Sun got up.
After a while, Grandpa Sun stretched himself like a little girl's shy face. Brother Rooster jumped out of the henhouse and opened his mouth to bark. At this time, a thick smoke rose from people's houses. Grandparents feed dogs and chickens and say, "Don't rob, don't rob, everyone has a share."
In a short time, Grandfather Sun somehow got up the courage and went straight to the clouds, and the fog dispersed. A new day has begun. Some people are plowing, some are chatting, and some are breathing fresh air.
Flowers and trees wake up and dance and sing in the sun. Hens are taking a flock of chicks around for food, and some cocks are showing off their bright red combs.
The morning in the country is like a beautiful painting, a poem and a song. I'm sure you'll let the morning in the country make you linger.
4. What poems describe the rural scenery, passing by the old village-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.
Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Village Rain-Wang Jian
One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.
April in the countryside-Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields.
"New Cool"-Ji Xu
The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are neat, the sun shines through the treetops, and the smoke is low. Orioles also love new cool and good, flying over the green hills and singing in the shadows.
Partridge Sky-Su Shi
The forest breaks the mangosteen and hides the wall, and the cicada rot the grass in the small pond. When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird, which smells good according to the powder.
Outside the hut, beside the ancient city, sticks and quinoa turned to the sunset. Diligence It rained all night last night, which made it cool for a day.
Rural scenery-Chen
Blow the horn at dusk to smell ghosts, and watch the goose on the shoulder at dawn. Silkworms go upstairs, mulberry leaves are few, and there are many rice seedlings at the water-singing car.
"The boat with a white bamboo canopy is occasionally borrowed by Chang Bao to play in a nearby village"-Lu You
It's drizzling and wet in Mao Yan, and the road by the river is cold and snowy. I don't love Xianggong Jin, but I envy his long white-covered boat.
Hut-Xu Hun
Yanyan got off the autumn pond, and the family became busy from then on. Move the vegetables to distant water, collect the fruits and freeze them.
The pheasant is slippery, and the mountain teacher bakes fragrant tea. When guests come and have wine, they live in Maotang.