The poems about straw hats include:
A coir, a straw hat, a small boat, a foot of silk fiber and an inch of hook. ——Qing Dynasty: Wang Shizhen's "Picture of Fishing Alone on the Autumn River"
There is no time left for plowing and fishing, and Akita is expected to be dripping with water. ——Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong's "Two Poems on Rain on the Stream"
The animal husbandry holds the coir rain hat proudly when he is popular. ——Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong's "Mu Shu"
The coir raincoat hats go out toward the north, and the ditches and valleys are open everywhere. ——Song Dynasty: Wang Yan's "Nankezi·Mountain is dark and cloudy"
Working in green grass and green hats, I am used to being covered with frost and snow. ——Song Dynasty: Zhu Dunru's "Good things are coming soon. Shake your head and leave the world of mortals"
It is pitiful that Chibi is fighting for glory, and only the grasshopper is sitting fishing. ——Tang Dynasty: Du Mu's "Late Autumn in Qi'an County"
1. Wang Shizhen's "Picture of Fishing Alone on the Autumn River"
The original poem is as follows:
One coop, one hat, one A flat boat, one foot long of silk fiber and one inch of hook.
One song and one bottle of wine, one person fishing alone in the river.
Translation:
Wearing a bamboo hat and a coir raincoat, sitting on a small boat, with a fishing line one foot long and a fishhook one inch long;
< p>Sing a fishing song loudly, drink a bottle of wine, and fish alone on the river in autumn.2. Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong's "Two Poems on Rain on the Stream"
The original poem is as follows:
The feet of rain in the pond are like reeling silk, and wild birds cannot sink and fish fly. .
There is no time left for tilling and fishing, and Akita is expected to get wet.
Sit and watch the black clouds carry heavy rain, spraying the mountains in front of you, which is sunny.
Suddenly, I was startled by the clouds and rain above my head, but it was night lighting in front of the mountain.
Translation:
On the winding surface of the pond, the rainwater was as densely woven as threads. Wild birds were unable to take off because of the heavy rain, but the fish were so frightened that they jumped up on the surface of the water.
Farmers and fishermen have no time to get their raincoats and bamboo hats. How the fields in autumn are looking forward to such a hearty rain.
I sat and watched the thick dark clouds in the sky spraying rain on the mountains ahead, but the sun was still shining brightly here.
Suddenly, the rolling dark clouds brought with them a shower of rain, and it fell on my head! However, I unexpectedly discovered that the green mountain peaks ahead reflected the afterglow of the setting sun!
3. Tang Dynasty: Cui Daorong's "Mu Shu"
The original poem is as follows:
Mu Shu holds a coir rain hat and is proud when he is popular.
The lying cow plays the piccolo while plowing the fields next to the stream.
Translation:
The shepherd boy was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, and he deliberately pretended to be dignified when meeting people.
When grazing, they would lie on the backs of the cattle and play the piccolo. When the cattle were plowing, they would play in the fields by the stream.
4. Wang Yan's "Nan Kezi·The mountains are dark and the clouds are heavy"
The original poem is as follows:
The mountains are dark and the clouds are heavy, and the weather is cold and rainy. . Several branches are moist and crying red. Don't cherish the flowers and face the east wind with melancholy.
The coir raincoat hats go out toward the north, and ditches and valleys open everywhere. The hard work in this world is caused by agriculture, rural areas and farmers. A plow of water is enough to hope for a prosperous year.
Translation:
"The mountain is covered with heavy clouds, and the sky is cold and rainy. A few branches are wet and crying red." There are dense clouds, the mountain is dark, and it is drizzling. . On the flowers, the water vapor gathered into crystal water drops, like tears in the eyes of a girl, ready to burst out, which is very pitiful. The author took such a close-up shot and vividly painted a pastoral landscape. Don't cherish the flowers and feel melancholy to the east wind. "Don't be filled with sorrow and moan because the wind and rain are destroying the beautiful flowers." ”
Farmers wearing coir raincoats go out early every morning, and their footprints are all over the muddy ditches and ridges of the fields. “The hard work in the world is the three rural areas.” Spring plowing, spring planting, and autumn harvest are what farmers do in a year. The three hardest seasons in life. "If you have enough water, you will have a good year." "Farmers work hard all year round, plowing the fields and filling them with water, hoping for a bumper harvest! They have no time to enjoy, pity and cherish flowers.
5. Zhu Dunru " Good things are coming soon·Shake your head out of the world of mortals"
The original poem is as follows:
Shaking your head out of the world of mortals, there is no time to wake up and work in a green hat, covered with frost and snow. ?
The wind is coming in the evening, and the fishing line is idle. Above and below is the crescent moon. There is no time to wake up or get drunk. I am wearing green clothes and a green hat. I am used to fishing in the frost and snow. The sky and water above and below me merge into one color. < /p>
6. Du Mu's "Late Autumn in Qi'an County"
The original poem is as follows:
The shadows on the willow bank are gradually becoming sparse in the wind, making Jun's house look like a wild man's home.
The clouds and water are still admirable, and Xiaozhi sings with ease.
After the rain fades and the lanterns fade away, I wake up from the drunkenness and sleep alone on the wild goose.
It’s a pity to cross the red cliff. , only the grasshopper is fishing.
Translation:
The autumn wind rustles, and the willow shadows gradually become sparse.
Visiting the mountains and rivers of Huangzhou, the reflection of the idle clouds in the water is pleasing to the eye. It is a leisurely time to sing and express my feelings.
On a rainy night with dim lights, my friends are already playing chess together. After leaving, I woke up from the wine and couldn't sleep alone, and saw the northern geese flying south again.
Chibi, the place where heroes and heroes fought for supremacy in the past, is still there, but now only a lion like me is fishing here.