Write rural poems in summer 1. Poems about rural people
Quail day
Song Xin qi Ji
On strangers, soft mulberry branches and oriental silkworm eggs have been born.
The fine grass in Pinggang sings yellow calves, and the crow in the cold forest at sunset.
The mountains are far and near, the roads are inclined, and the green slate sells wine with people.
Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and shepherd's purse is spent in the stream in spring.
Country April
Weng Juan
Full of mountains and green, full of white rivers,
In the regular sound, the rain began to rain like smoke.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April.
Only when sericulture is planted in the field.
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.
Xijiangyue Xin Qiji
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Qingpingle village house
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
Wang Jian's Rain in the Mountain Village
One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao.
Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and laid gardenias in the atrium.
2. What are the ancient poems describing rural people?
River bank in autumn
Don Du Xunhe
Driving along the river, homesick step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound.
Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming.
Send friends to the river in the south.
Don Zhang Qiao
Where homesickness accumulates, there is world turmoil.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn.
Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone.
Jiangnan spring
Don Dumu
Thousands of warblers sing green and reflect red,
Flag wind of Shuicunshan fruit wine.
480 temples in the Southern Dynasties,
How many towers of smoke and rain
Guiyuan Tianju (1)
Author: 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.
Summer Resort Za Qi Xing Qi
Author: Fan Chengda
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Yucun village
Author: 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.
Cunju
Gao Ding, a poet in Qing Dynasty
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
3. Five poems describing rural scenery
1, "Passing the Old Village" Author: Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty Original: Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your 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 meal and invited me to his hospitable farmhouse.
Green Woods surround the village and green mountains span the city. Open the window to the grain field and vegetable garden and raise a glass to talk about crops.
The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see chrysanthemums. 2, "Tour Shanxi Village" Author: Lu You in Song Dynasty Original: Don't laugh at farm wine, stay for a good year.
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. Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. There are many dishes for guests to enjoy on Fengshou Island.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me. The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane. 3, "April in the Country" Author: Weng Juan in the Song Dynasty Original: Beautiful mountains and clear waters, full plains and white rivers, rain like smoke in the sound rules.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. The fields on the hillside are lush with vegetation, and the water color in the rice fields reflects the skylight.
The sky is misty and rainy, cuckoos are crying, and the earth is thriving. April has arrived, and no one is idle. Just after sericulture, it is necessary to transplant rice seedlings again.
4, "Wangchuan Bieye Message to Pei Di" Author: Tang Dynasty Wang Wei Original: The mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn waters flow together for one day. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.
Sunset set at the ferry, and midnight snack smoke floated out of the house. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .
Hanshan became particularly gloomy and gloomy, and autumn water slowly flowed into the distance day by day. My staff stood outside the door of the hut, listening to the chirping of cicadas in the wind.
The sun is going down at the ferry, and the smoke in the village is drifting away. I met Pei Di again, the neat drunk, and I was as crazy as Tao Qian in front of me.
5, "Rain Over the Mountain Village" Author: Wang Jian in the Tang Dynasty Original: One or two chickens crow in the rain, Banqiao Road in Zhuxi Village is inclined. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.
There is a crow in the rain, and one or two families can be seen faintly in the mountain village. On the village road above Zhuxi, a slab bridge is oblique.
Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law call each other and choose silkworm eggs together. Only gardenias are in bloom, swaying in the courtyard alone.
4. Phonetic poems describing the countryside in summer
Xijiang Moon Night Tour Huangsha Road Middle Section
Author Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian community was next to the forest. The road turned to the stream head and suddenly I saw it.
Translation annotation
The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.
There are faint clouds in the sky, twinkling stars are shining, and there is light rain in front of the mountain. Once upon a time, the familiar Maodian hut was still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. When the mountain road turned, the once unforgettable creek bridge appeared in front of his eyes.
5. What are the ancient poems describing the evening in the summer countryside?
1. Riding out of Su Village's Home with Yuan Deyan on a Summer Night.
Year: Ming Author: Gao Shusi
The scene is full of inflammation. Try it gently.
The breeze sends trees, and the moon touches the ground.
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and it's as you wish.
Father Tian stopped me, and the hut advised the guests to get drunk.
Began to beat the sky and look up at the stars.
One is greedy for chickens and millet, and the other is sighing for the former.
The porch is bound by sorrow, and the rivers and seas are hurt and haggard.
And willing to be an old farmer, dare to call it a high position.
Go back to the old market tomorrow and try to take care of yourself.
2. Huanxisha
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
Seeing the fish in the dark red sun, even the village turned green and black, hiding in the dark at night, and all the yellow children got together.
Although elk are not used to meeting people, apes don't need to bark when they smell drums. When they come back, they will talk to Sanggu.
3. "Linjiang Xian, the snail's head is wet and green"
Year: Song Author: Zhao Changqing
The snail head in the distant cave is wet and green, and the snail tail is sparse. The rainbow is broken, and the rain clears up. The lights in Yancun village are dying, and Jiangpu painting is difficult to achieve.
I spread the leaves in the middle, and finally I exposed myself to the wind. Old grievances are the most important. I can't bear to play the flute three times, and I am heartbroken.
Step 4 go hiking
Year: Song Author: Lu You
An old man can't expect more than 70 things, but he still relies on mountains and waters to dispel all his troubles.
The ear cap is wide and new, and the monkey car rides steadily.
Wine flag dripping rain village, tea stove cooking smoke wild temple.
If you talk about long-term things in the world, you can't be proud of it.
5. Country night
Year: Song Author:
In a pond full of grass, the water is full of water, and the mountains cover the waves.
Cowherd's child sat on the cow's back and casually played the tune with piccolo.