Poetry about leisure 1. What poems describe leisure?
1, don't be surprised, look at the flowers in bloom before the court; If you have no intention of staying or staying, it is easy to follow the clouds outside. -Hong Yingming's "Caigen Tan"
2, the world has been as thin as yarn for many years, who let the riders in Beijing. Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak. -Lu You's First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an
3, Xi Shi Yuexi female, Zhuluoshan people. Her charm has been passed down to this day, and Lotus sees her shyness. She moved the green water in the stream near Bianxi, as leisurely as clear water. It is rare to see her smile and show her white teeth, because she is reflected in a weak voice. Gou Jian, the King of Yue, collected national colors and raised eyebrows at the history of Wu. She was loved by the king of Wu and placed in the palace of the Children's Palace. Wu was defeated, and Wu never returned for a thousand years. -Li Bai's "Singing Tea Mountain"
4. Lonely guests meet in the Spring Festival Evening and send old tours. A man in a corner of the sea is far away, and books go to Luoyang in autumn.
There is a wall in Ma Qing, and fishermen have no home. Think about where you are today. The boats are hidden.
Easy to see in the forest, idle in the stream for gulls. Chu customs are stingy with guests, who returns the most. -Wei "Answer Trilogy"
5. I have been drunk all day, and suddenly I heard that I was trying to climb the mountain in spring. I'm going to stay for half a day because of the monk's words. -Li She's "Helin Monastery"
6, the salary is excellent and the official is not humble, and the leisure is the teacher. Warm scenery helps the parade, and cold rain and snow help the banquet. There are also fat horses and light furs, and there are also rough songs and thin wines. I want everything now, but I'm late for school. -Bai Juyi's leisure
7. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. -Zhao Shixiu's "Guest"
8, plum folic acid soft teeth, banana is green and window screening. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. -Yang Wanli "From the early summer nap? One "
9. Shiwei is as thin as a yarn these years. Who let the riders in Beijing? Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning. Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea. Oh, don't sigh that the dust in Kyoto will stain the white clothes, and there is still time to return to the mirror house in Lake Ubak. -Lu You's First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an
10, there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. -Wang Wei's Chai Lu
1 1 I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. -Wang Wei's bamboo house
12, an empty mountain after rain, standing in the autumn evening. 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. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
13, its huge height is close to the city of heaven, connecting Qian Shan Wanshui to a corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? -Wang Wei's Zhong Nanshan
14, three branches in the south reach Chu, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! . -Wang Wei's Looking at the Hanshui River
15, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, walking in the mountains and clouds. Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon. -Wang Wei's Crossing Ji Xiang Temple
2. This poem describing leisure mood is
1, picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan. Tao Yuanming in "Drinking Five" in Eastern Jin Dynasty
2. "I wrote a letter to Pei Di in Wangchuan Cabin" Wang Wei.
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? .
3. Answering Deputy Magistrate Zhang Wang Wei
With the passage of time, please give me peace and get rid of all kinds of things.
I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.
Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.
It makes sense to ask the poor. Listen, there are fishermen singing on the lake! .
4, "Chai Lu" Wang Wei
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
5. Zhulou
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.
6. An autumn night in the mountains
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
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.
7. Go home to Songshan
The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot.
I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.
In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.
8. Zhong Nanshan
The majestic Tian Yishan is close to Chang 'an, and the mountains continue to extend to the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
9. Ji Xiang Temple
I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.
Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high?
The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
10, overlooking the Han River
Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
3. Poetry about leisurely life
1. Under the hedge of chrysanthemum picking, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
2. In the morning, I will dispose of the garbage and take the lotus home.
1, "Su Xinshi Xugong Store" Song Yang Wanli
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
2, "Qingpingle Village Residence" Song Xin Qi Ji
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
When you are drunk, your voice is charming and your hair is white.
The eldest son is hoeing the ground in the east and west, and the second is knitting a chicken coop.
I like children and scoundrels best, lying on the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.
3, "On the Pool" Tang Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back. He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail.
4. The towering tripod of "village house"
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.
5. See "Qing Yuan Mei"
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest. Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
6. "Children Fishing" Tang
A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
7. "The Shepherd Boy" Huang Song listens to Jian
Riding an ox is far beyond a thousand villages, and the flute wind is obliquely separated from the dragon.
How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as jun.
8. "Ornamental Fish" Tang Bai Juyi
Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim.
A person who loves fish has different hearts, so I will give you a hook.
9, "Tian Jia" Song Fan Chengda
Farming during the day, weaving at night, and the children in the village are in charge.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
10, Huayingsong Sushi
On the platform of Yao, I made several phone calls but couldn't get through.
In the evening when the sun went down, Hua Ying just retired, but the moon rose again and Hua Ying appeared again.
4. Leisure poetry
Some of Wang Wei's poems are messages from my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di. Now the mountains are cold and blue, and the autumn water is gurgling every day.
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? . Let's talk about Vice Governor Zhang: "As time goes by, only give me peace and nothing will disturb me." .
I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests. Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.
It makes sense to ask the poor. Listen, there are fishermen singing on the lake! . There seems to be no one on the empty mountain in Chai Lu, but I think I heard a voice.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. In the bamboo house, I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the pipa and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening.
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. The clear river, through the bushes, flows to Songshan Mountain, like my chariot driving slowly.
I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk. An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks.
In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace. Zhong Nanshan, with its huge height near the city of heaven, connects a thousand mountains to a corner of the sea.
The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared. The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are different.
Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter? Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds.
Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold. In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
Overlooking the Hanshui River, three branches south to Chu, and nine branches flow to Jingmen. The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky. These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
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Express leisurely poetry
The most famous: Tao Yuanming's return to the garden, Wang Wei's many landscape poems and Su Shi's poems.
Tao Yuanming
Guiyuan Tianju (1)
Without vulgar rhyme, I naturally love Qiushan.
Fall into the dust net by mistake, thirty years.
The caged bird loves the old forest, but the pond fish misses the old source.
Open up wasteland in the south and return to the garden.
There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses.
Yin's back eaves, in tang qian.
Warm and distant people's villages, the smoke in the Yi market.
In the deep alley where dogs bark, chickens call mulberry trees jump.
The house is clean and messy, and the vacant rooms are more leisure.
After staying in a cage for a long time, you will return to nature.
An autumn night in the mountains
Wang Wei
The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening.
Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream.
The bamboo whispers that the laundry girl returns, and the lotus leaves lie in front of the fishing boat.
My friend's prince, what does it matter if spring is over and you are still here? .
Chai Lu
Wang Wei
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.
The sun shines on me from the green moss.
6. Casual love poems
Meng Haoran's Passing the Village for the Aged
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.
Du fu's quatrains
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Du fu's quatrains
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Lu you's trip to Shanxi village
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.
From now on, if you take the moon leisurely, the staff will knock on the door all night.
April in rural 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.
7. Five sentences or poems describing leisure.
If you want to know the wonders of China, you can listen to two or three songs (nine eulogies) at leisure. Zhu)
Huansha as clear water, free wave (chanting Zhuluoshan. Li Bai)
From now on, if you take a leisurely ride on the moon, columns and staff will knock on the door all night. Land tourism)
The forest is good to watch, and seagulls are idle on the stream (answer to Li Han Wei Wuying)
Sweet tea dreams are afraid of the cold spring, and the green cover closes the door and the swallow is idle. Zheng Hui)
Sitting in a small window watching Zhouyi, I wonder how long spring will go.
I'm going to stay for half a day because of the monk's words. (Mountain climbing. Photo by Li)
If you don't come at midnight, the chess pieces will knock down and die.
Sleeping for a long time without thinking, watching children catch willow flowers.
Ji means that the stars are calm and the windows are cool.
Slowly spread out small pieces of paper sideways, every word is organized, carefully boil water and tea under the sun window, skim it and try to taste famous tea.