Harvest poems and ancient poems

1, "Passing the Old Village"

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.

2. Early Summer of Ruan Langgui

Song sushi

Green locust, high willow, swallows, new cicadas, the wind first enters the string.

The screen window is heavy with water and smoke, and the sound of chess scares you to sleep during the day.

After a light rain, Xiao He turned over and Liu Hua was burning.

Jade basin hand tanchun, Zhu Qiong broken and round.

3. Autumn Moon in Drama

Tang rongyu

The moonlight in autumn is better than that in spring, and the horizon of Wan Li is quiet and lonely.

The frost has been heavy for several nights recently, and I'm afraid my aunt's leaves will wither.

4. Walking on Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight.

Song Xin qi Ji

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.

5. "Fenghe Imperial edict sent Zhang Shangshu to patrol the border"

Don William Wang

Zi Wen Shang Shu printed, and Prime Minister Zhu drove.

When you go to court, you have to leave home.

Don't be afraid of steaming bitter, have a taste and take credit.

Choosing an apprentice army has politics, and swearing to the death is nothing.

At the beginning of the wind of emperor music, the city is half inclined.

I like sacred works. I look at Taihua.

Ride the Henan tree and shake the northern sand.

Rong Huai should have tried his best, and he was severely punished first.

Ye Lingjun? Guaranteed bottom is the road to success.

It is better to be hollowed out than to be a pomegranate flower.

6. Tian Jia

Don

The old valley is almost gone, and there is nothing to look forward to.

You can only love porridge when you are old, and you will have no clothes to wear when you die.

Bird milk moss well, chicken crow whiteboard leaves.

MuMuChe coffin, grass grazing luxury.

Red durian in late rain and green taro in new autumn.

Sangxia rests on the grass next to the house.

I live in the valley of fools, so why ask more questions about right and wrong?

7. Qiu Xing III

Don du fu

Chung Shan Man is here, Claire Kuo, and every day, Jiang Lou sits in the green.

The fisherman in the lodge is still ordinary, and the swallow flies in the clear autumn.

Kuang Heng's resistance to fame and fortune is weak, and Liu Xiangchuan's heart has been violated.

Many students and teenagers are not cheap, and Wuling Qiuma is light and fat.