1. Poems about fields, autumn scenery
Poems about fields, autumn scenery 1. Poems describing the scenery of rice fields in autumn
"A poem falls silently"
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The leaves began to dance wildly in the golden sunshine
The invisible wind
Blowed the sound of nature
< p> This is the seasonfor the purification of the worldly creatures
A poem
But the dust has settled like this
The wind shadow moves
The fields sing the silver autumn
A bunch of rice ears sways the beauty of autumn
In the moonlight
I feel it The eyes of a poet
"The Back of Late Autumn"
In the afterglow of the setting sun
A lonely back gradually fades away
This Is it a gift deliberately dropped by God?
Haizi
This walking life
is like a silent falling poem
In life Unbearable Lightness
"The Last Poet"
The sunny days are about to pass
The snowflakes stirred by fallen leaves are coming
The resting place of the poet
A drop of bird song drops in the withered forest
I sit in the flowing time and taste it
The taste of life and death< /p>
The rhythm that Haizi left behind
"Into Autumn"
Into Autumn
Infinite Poetry
Like the golden wheat waves in the rice fields
Let all the girls who harvest joy
Be the bride of my poetry
I will hold the guitar and play
p>Floating in the fields
Rumors look at the face of the city
I sink into the soil
It is a selfish escape
< p> It's like stepping into a sacred hallNo sound can be heard
But poetry will not die
Stop all growth
The villa and the fields are like happiness and joy
Looking at each other
A song, a poem, a painting
The most beautiful scenery
< p> 2. Ancient poems describing autumn pastoral1. Two quatrains (Du Fu)
The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.
2. Zhuli Pavilion (Wang Wei)
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine.
3. Passing by my old friend’s village (Meng Haoran)
My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian’s house.
Green trees border the village, and Qingshanguo slopes outside.
Open a dining room and chat over wine.
On the Double Ninth Festival, I will still come to see chrysanthemums.
4. A gift to Pei Xiu Caidi (Wang Wei) from Wangchuan's leisurely residence
The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water gurgls.
Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind.
The sun is still setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins.
On the summer day, I got drunk and sang wildly in front of the five willows.
5. Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields Part 1 (Tao Yuanming)
Birds nostalgic for the old forest, fish in the pond long for the old abyss.
Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the countryside.
The square house covers an area of ??more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.
Elm and willow shade behind the starling tree, peach and plum trees in front of the hall.
6. Pastoral Yanhuai (Li Bai)
Jia Yi was relegated in the third year, and his class exceeded ten thousand miles.
How to lead a white calf and drink water from a clear stream.
7. Lu Chai (Wang Wei)
No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices.
Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.
8. Autumn in the Mountains (Wang Wei)
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.
9. April in the countryside (Wengjuan)
The mountains are green and the rivers are white, and the rain is like smoke amid the sound of the rules.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April, so they are planting sericulture and planting fields.
10. Pastoral Miscellany of the Four Seasons (Fan Chengda)
Plums are golden and apricots are fat, wheat flowers are sparse and white cauliflowers are sparse.
No one passes the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
11. Tour to Shanxi Village (Luyou)
Moxiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years the guests are full of chickens and dolphins.
There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
12. The pastoral scene of mid-autumn rain (Geng Mao)
The desert is covered with heavy clouds and the rain is drooping.
The ancient road of Linyan is full of wasteland.
When will the five crops be harvested? How many households in an isolated village will be able to cook.
The turbulent flow flows through the garden, and the rotten leaves are covered with autumn branches.
In the evening, new woodcutters are wet, and in the morning, the old fishery is moved.
Last year's chrysanthemums are left in the spare time, and the flowers are growing on the east fence.
13. Xinyiwu (Wang Wei)
There are hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood and red calyxes in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another.
14. The pastoral scene in Qishang (Wang Wei)
Sitting on the water in Qi, there are no mountains in the vast wilderness to the east.
The sun is hidden outside the mulberry tree, and the river is bright in the well.
The shepherd boy went to look at the village, and the hound returned with him.
What's the matter with a quiet person? The thorns fly through the daylight.
15. Returning to Songshan (Wang Wei)
The Qingchuan belt is long and thin, and the carriages and horses go leisurely.
The water flows as intended, and the birds return at dusk.
The deserted city faces the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains.
After a long journey, I returned to Song Gao and retreated.
16. Cui Puyang’s brother Ji Zhong came to visit the mountains in front of Weimen (Wang Wei) (Wang Wei)
The autumn scenery is beautiful, and Kuang Junchi is free.
Longing under the west forest, I know the mountain in front of my door.
Thousands of miles across, the sky is dark, with several peaks emerging from the clouds.
17. Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei)
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring sky is empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream.
18. Zhongnan Mountain (Wang Wei)
Taiyi is close to the capital of heaven, with mountains and seas.
The white clouds look back and merge, and the blue mist comes in to see nothing.
The peaks in the field change, and there are many valleys and clouds.
If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water.
19. Pastoral Works ① (Meng Haoran)
Looking across the Golden Horse Gate, I am laboring on the woodcutter road.
There are no friends in the countryside, and there are no relatives in the court.
Who can recommend Ganquan Fu to Yang Xiong?
20. Since Dasan, the bamboo-studded road in the deep forest winds forty or fifty miles to Huangniu (Wang Wei)
The dangerous path turns tens of thousands, and there will be three breaks within a few miles.
Turning around, I saw my disciples, hidden in the forest hills.
The rain falls on the pines and gurgling on the rocks.
Quiet words in the deep stream, roaring high in the mountains.
3. Poems describing autumn pastoral ancient poems
Wang Wei's "Lu Chai" No one can be seen on the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.
Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. In the Zhuli Pavilion, I sit alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly.
People in the deep forest don’t know that the bright moon comes to shine. Autumn is dark in the mountains. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay. Zhongnan Mountain Taiyi is close to Tiandu, with mountains and seas connected.
The white clouds look back and merge, and the blue mist comes in to see nothing. The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshine are different.
If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water. Passing Xiangji Temple I didn’t know Xiangji Temple, but I entered Yunfeng within a few miles.
Where is the bell in the deep mountains where there are no people walking on the ancient trees? The sound of the spring swallows the rocks, and the sun is cold and green. In the dusk, the empty pond is melodious, and Zen is used to control the poisonous dragon.
Qingxi When entering Huanghuachuan, I chase the water of Qingxi. There will be thousands of turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.
Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines. The ripples are full of water chestnuts, and the clear water reflects the reeds.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful. Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.
Looking at the new clear fields (one night), the new clear fields are vast. Extremely untainted.
Guomen faces the ferry. The village trees are connected to the mouth of the stream.
Outside Baishui Mingtian. After Bifeng comes out of the mountain.
There is no idle person in the agricultural month. The whole family is in trouble.
Traveling in early spring, the purple plum blossoms are blooming for the first time, and the yellow bird songs are still astringent. Whose family loses their Yang daughter, it would be too late to have spring.
I love the water and look at the makeup while sitting, and I am ashamed of the flowers standing in front of me. The fragrance is afraid of being blown away by the wind, and the clothes are worried about getting wet with dew.
In the jade boudoir's gate, the sunset and the incense car enter. You Yanyi is lovesick and cries towards the colorful curtain.
I fall into a dream when I remember you, and I am even more suspicious when I return late. Not as good as the Red-Eaves Swallow, when it roosts on the green grass.
Let’s take a look at some of Meng Haoran’s poems, “Inscribed on the empty guest room in Cuiwei Temple in Zhongnan” by Meng Haoran. In Cuiwei Zhongnan, it is better to return to the sun after the rain. After being in seclusion for a long time, I climbed up and looked out.
Then I built a secluded room, and then I realized that tranquility is wonderful. Although Confucianism and Taoism are different schools, Yunlin is quite similar.
The two are happy with each other, chatting and laughing. When I sleep under a high window in the dark, I can see the mountains burning in the distance.
Remembering the Chicheng logo, and remembering Linhaiqiao even more. There is a clear sound in the wind and spring, so why should the Su family roar?
"The old master's mountain house, the future will never come" Meng Haoran The sun set over the west ridge, and the ravines were dim. The pine moon is cool at night, and the wind and spring are full of clear sounds.
The woodcutter is dying to return, and the smoke and bird habitats are beginning to settle. When his son comes, Guqin waits for Luo Jing.
"Roading on the Yexi River" by Meng Haoran. The setting scene leaves a clear glow, and the river is lightly crossed. If you love water clearly, how can you tolerate it in the presence of floods?
A fisherman with a white head, a girl with new makeup and gauze. They looked acquainted, but couldn't speak.
"Wuling Rafting" Meng Haoran The road in Wulingchuan is narrow, and the front rafter enters the flower forest.
In the mysterious source of darkness, how deep the faith of the immortal family is.
The water returns to the green peaks, and the clouds reach the green stream. Sit and listen to the roar of the ape, and clear your mind from the dust.
"Pastoral Work" by Meng Haoran The house is isolated from the dust and noise, but you must first cultivate your tranquility. There are three paths nearby, and thousands of trees are planted with fruits.
I have been promoted to other places in Guangdong, but I have not met him in my thirties. It's getting late when I write and write swords, and it's already dusk in Qiuyuan.
When you wake up in the morning, you will have many thoughts, but when you sit down during the day, you will often have few thoughts. The swans in the sky are envious of the swans, and the chickens and swans are ashamed of each other as they compete for food.
Looking across the Golden Horse Gate, I sing and work on the woodcutter road. There are no friends in the countryside, and there are no relatives in the court.
Who can recommend Ganquan Fu to Yang Xiong? Chinese landscape and pastoral poetry has a long history, with many poets and different styles.
Poets such as Tao Yuanming formed the pastoral poetry school of the Eastern Jin Dynasty in my country, poets such as Xie Lingyun and Xie Tiao formed the landscape poetry school of the Southern Dynasties in my country, and poets such as Wang Wei and Meng Haoran formed the landscape pastoral poetry school of the prosperous Tang Dynasty in my country. Poets take landscapes and pastoral areas as their aesthetic objects, and cast delicate brushstrokes on the quiet mountains, forests, and leisurely fields, creating a pastoral life to express their dissatisfaction with reality and their yearning for a quiet and peaceful life.
Taking it carefully, these poems have more or less the same characteristics. First of all, they all showed great interest in landscapes, paying attention that other poets and writers could not achieve, and they did not hesitate to describe the mountains, rivers, plants and trees of nature with rich ink and color.
For example, Meng Haoran's "Passing an Old Friend's Village": An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house. Tree edge of the village together, Aoyama Guo oblique.
Open a dining room and chat over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.
After the first couplet of the poem explains the cause of the incident, the last couplet describes the natural scenery the poet saw when he entered the village. The poet seems to have picked up common rural scenery at his fingertips, but deep skill and careful tempering can be seen in the plainness.
These two sentences not only accurately and vividly describe the dense green trees beside the village and the sloping green hills outside the village, presenting us with a fresh and bright mountain village landscape; but also a " The word "合", the word "Xian", also embodies the appearance of the mountain village surrounded by green trees and the green mountains slanting across the village. It seems that the natural scenery is harmonious and harmonious with the people in the mountain village, and is filled with strong sentiment and kindness. Feeling and appeal. The neck couplet describes the scene of the host and guest chatting freely after entering the house.
If the chin couplet depicts the general environment of the entire village, the neck couplet outlines the small environment of the old friend’s farmhouse: outside is the threshing field and vegetable garden, and indoors is the farmer’s wine, food and farming conversation. The strong Tianjia flavor is clearly revealed. Facing the typical farmhouse scenery outside the window and the sumptuous farmhouse meals in the house, the poet felt happy and joyful. In addition, the host and guest were acquainted with each other and had similar temperaments. They frequently raised glasses to drink and talked about mulberry and hemp. His mood was so happy and warm.
The last couplet tells about the promise of the future, which is deeply romantic. The human emotions, objects and scenery in the poem are all integrated into the sounds of nature.
Secondly, the landscapes, vegetation, birds and flowers described by the poet are not isolated, but constitute a harmonious whole, forming a picture full of life consciousness. Let’s take a look at Du Fu’s poem-as-painting work - "Quatrains": Late in the day, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand. At the beginning of the poem, he writes from a broad perspective, describing the bright and beautiful spring scenery in the Huanhua River area under the bright sunshine in early spring.
In the second sentence, the poet further uses the warm spring breeze, the first blooming flowers, and the green grass to show the bright spring scenery. In the third sentence, the poet chooses the most common and characteristic dynamic scenery in early spring to outline.
Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, the mud is melting and the soil is moist. The swallows returning from autumn to spring are busy flying around, carrying mud in their mouths and building nests. The fourth sentence outlines a static scene.
The spring is warm, the sun is beautiful and the sand is warm. The mandarin ducks also want to enjoy the warmth of spring and sleep quietly on the sandbank by the stream. Judging from the description of the scenery, this sentence contrasts with the dynamic flying swallows in the third sentence. The alternation of movement and stillness makes each other interesting.
The third and fourth sentences use fine brushwork to describe the flying swallows and the sleeping mandarin ducks. Together with the broad strokes of the first and second sentences to outline the broad and bright scenery, the whole picture is harmonious and unified. A picture of early spring scenery with bright colors, flourishing business and beauty, thus reflecting the poet's peaceful mood after a long period of ups and downs and wandering, and also the poet's joyful feelings towards the vitality and prosperity of nature in early spring. of expression. Furthermore, also.
4. Ancient poems about autumn rice fields
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1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. (Cao Cao: "Guan Cang Hai")
2. The three autumn leaves have fallen, but the February flowers can bloom. (Li Qiao: "The Wind")
< p> 3. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")4. I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the yellow flowers will wither their leaves. ("Han Yuefu? Changge") "Walking")
5. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the boat thousands of miles away from Dongwu is moored at the door. (Du Fu: "Quequatrains")
6. The lake and the autumn moon are harmonious, and the pond There is no goggles on my face. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at the Dongting")
7. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Poems")
< p> 8. The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, and the small light fan flutters the fireflies. (Du Mu: "Autumn Evening")9. When are the spring flowers and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past. (Li Yu: "Poppy Beauty") 》)
10. I wanted to give up, but I said it was a cool autumn. (Xin Qiji: "The Ugly Slave? Shubo Mountain Road")
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5. Poems about pastoral scenery in autumn
Wang Wei's "Deer and Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.
Wang Wei's "Xinyiwu": There are hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood and red calyxes in the mountains. There is no one in the stream, and they are opening and closing one after another.
Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream": People are idle, the osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
Meng Haoran's "Visiting an Old Friend's Village": An old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house. Tree edge of the village together, Aoyama Guo oblique. Open a pavilion and a garden, talk about mulberry and hemp over wine. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.
Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellany (1)": The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, the wheat flowers are sparse, and the white cauliflower flowers are sparse. No one passes through the fence during the long day, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
Fan Chengda's "Pastoral Miscellany in Four Seasons (2)": Farming in the fields during the day and planting hemp at night, the children of the village are responsible for their own affairs. The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree.
6. What are the ancient poems describing "paddy fields in autumn"
1. "Viewing the Cutting of Wheat" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Tian Jia Shao Xian month, May People are twice as busy. At night, the south wind blows, and the wheat is covered with yellow.
Women and aunts carry baskets of food, children carry pots of pulp, and go to the salary fields with them. Young men and women are in Nangang.
The weather is full of rustic heat, and the sky is burning on my back. I am exhausted and don’t know the heat, but it is a pity that the summer is long.
There is a poor woman with a child beside her, holding an earring in her right hand and a basket hanging on her left arm.
Hearing his words of care makes those who hear them feel sad. When all the taxes on the family fields are exhausted, this is left to satisfy the hunger.
What merit do I have now? I never did farming or mulberry farming. The salary of an official is three hundred stones, and there is a surplus of food every year. I feel ashamed when I think of this, and I will never forget it.
2. "Mowing Wheat" by Fan Chengda in the Southern Song Dynasty
I plant wheat when the plum blossoms bloom, and the peach and plum blossoms fly among the green wheat bushes.
I have been ill for ten days and have not been able to go out, and the clouds in the east slope have turned yellow.
The waist sickle is harvested and returned when the weather is clear. The rain will come tomorrow and the wheat will be soaked in mud.
Plow the fields and wait for the rain to plant late rice, and move the seedlings in the morning to eat wheat at night.
3. A gust of autumn wind blows, carrying the fragrance of rice.
Smelling the fragrance and looking from a distance, the land is golden.
A few crickets chirped, and the sounds of nature spread good news.
The golden autumn is full of prosperity, and the farmers are smiling.
4. The farmers welcome summer, and Miyata announces autumn for the first time.
Jiasheng supports Yao County, and the crops are all over the sky.
The rain is shining in the sky, and the wind is blowing.
He was appointed to report to Tianzhu, and he was sent to the provincial capital to visit the king.
Zizhou was in a state of concentration, and Dan Shu visited Daoxiu. ——Northern Song Dynasty·Song Qi's "Poetry of Entering the Xingnan Garden to Watch the Cutting of Wheat"
5. "The Journey of Cutting Wheat" Southern Song Dynasty·Dai Fuxu
On the waist sickle, mowing Huangyun, Dongjia Xijia’s house is full of wheat.
The widow in the former village picked up the stagnant bamboo raft, and there was leftover cake and bait for the porridge.
I heard that Huainan has the most wheat, and the wheat fields are now being used for fighting.
If you are full of food and don’t know the pain of war, this is a true paradise for growing up.