1. Two Poems
Tang Du Fu
Beautiful scenery in the countryside, flowers and plants in the spring breeze.
the mud melts the swallows, while the sand warms the mandarin ducks.
2. Bamboo House
Tang Wangwei
leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.
too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.
3. Passing the Old Man's Village
Tang Meng Haoran
preparing me chicken and rice, old friend, you entertain me at your farm.
we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains.
we open your window over garden and field, to talk mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands.
wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.
4, "a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di"
Don Wang Wei
the mountains are cold and blue now, autumn waters are gurgling every day.
by my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind.
sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses.
and sing a wild poem at Five Willows? is drunk in the summer.
5. Return to the Garden
Song Tao Yuanming
The bird is in love with the old forest, and the fish in the pool misses the old source.
open up wasteland in the south and return to the countryside.
there are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine grass houses.
the elm tree is in the back of Liu Yin, in front of Taoli Luotang.
6. Pastoral Words
Tang Li Bai
Jia Yi was exiled for three years, in Wan Li, Ban Chao.
how to lead a white calf, drinking water is good for clean water.
7. Luchai
Don Wang Wei
there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice.
where sunlight, entering a grove, shines back to me from the green moss.
8. an autumn evening in the mountains
Don Wang Wei
after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening.
moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks.
bamboos whisper of washer-girls bound home, lotus-leaves yield before a fisher-boat.
and what does it matter that springtime has gone, while you are here, O Prince of Friends?.
9. April in the Country
Song Weng Juan
The mountains and plains are covered with white mountains and rivers, and it is raining like smoke.
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, so sericulture was added to the fields.
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Song Fan Chengda
Plums are golden and apricots are fat, wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is rare.
no one has ever crossed the long fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
11. A Tour of Shanxi Village
Song Luyou
Don't laugh at the peasant's wine and wine, and keep enough chickens and dolphins in good years.
there is no way for mountains and rivers to return to doubt, and there is another village.
12.
Autumn rain is pastoral.
Tang Gengkun
The desert is heavy with dark clouds, and the rain is drizzling.
it's a flooded ancient road, and it's full of wasteland.
when the five crops are harvested, several households in the isolated village cook.
turbulence spreads all over the nursery, and rotten leaves bear autumn branches.
the new firewood is wet at dusk, and the old fishing moves in the morning.
Last year, chrysanthemums bloomed in Dongli.
13, "Xinyiwu"
Tang Wang Wei
hibiscus flowers with minced wood and red calyx in the mountains.
there are no people in the stream, and they all leave.
14.
Tang Wang Wei
lives on the water of Qi, and there are no mountains in the east.
the sun is hidden outside the mulberry tree and the river is bright and the well is clear.
the shepherd boy looks to the village, and the hounds return with the people.
what's the matter if you're quiet? Jingfei takes the day off.
15. bound home to mount song
Don Wang Wei
the limpid river, past its bushes, running slowly as my chariot.
becomes a fellow voyager, returning home with the evening birds.
a ruined city-wall overtops an old ferry, autumn sunset floods the peaks.
far away, beside Mount Song, I shall close my door and be at peace.
16.
Tang Wang Wei
Autumn scenery is good, and Kuang Jun is idle in the pool.
under the leisurely Xilin, you know yourself in front of the mountain.
thousands of miles across the sky, and several peaks emerge from the clouds.
17.
Tang Wang Wei
People are idle with osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
when the moon comes out, the birds startle the mountains, and when they sing in the spring stream.
18. Zhongnanshan
Tang Wangwei
its massive height near the City of Heaven, joins a thousand mountains to the corner of the sea.
clouds, when I look back, close behind me, mists, when I enter them, are gone.
a central peak divides the wilds, and weather into many valleys.
needing a place to spend the night, I call to a wood-cutter over the river.
19. Pastoral Work
Tang Meng Haoran
Looking at the Golden Horse Gate, I tried my best to pick the road.
rural songs have no bosom friends, and they lack relatives and friends at the end.
who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?
2.
Tang Wang Wei
The dangerous path turns tens of thousands, and he will rest for three miles.
I see the disciples in the circle, and I see them hidden in the forest hills.
it rains softly, and flows in the gurgling stones.
in a deep stream, there is a long whistle at the top of a mountain.
21.
Song Fan Chengda
The blackbirds threw themselves into the forest, and the tourists were sparse, and the mountains in front of them went to Chai Fei.
the little boy paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array to return home alone.
22. Pastoral Work in Spring
Tang Wang Wei
In the house, spring doves are singing, and apricot blossoms are white by the trees.
hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring vein.
when I return to Yan, I know my old nest, and the old people look at the new calendar.
I'm afraid that I'm not at home, and I'm disappointed that I'm a traveler.
23. a Farm-house on the Wei River
Don Wang Wei
in the slant of the sun on the country-side, cattle and sheep trail home along the lane.
and a rugged old man in a thatch door, leans on a staff and thinks of his son, the herdboy.
there are whirring pheasants? full wheat-ears, silk-worms asleep, pared mulberry-leaves.
and the farmers, returning with hoes on their shoulders, hail one another familiarly.
no wonder I long for the simple life, and am sighing the old song, Oh, to go Back Again!.
24. "Looking at the New Sunny Wild"
Tang Wang Wei
The new sunny Yuan Ye is vast, and there is no atmosphere.
guomen is near the ferry, and the village trees are connected with the stream mouth.
outside the white water field, behind the Bifeng mountain.
there are no idle people in the farming month, and they spend a lot of time on housework.
25.
Song Fan Chengda
The mud mirror of the newly-built farm is flat, and every family cultivates rice while it is sunny.
The laughter sounded like thunder, and the flail sounded bright all night.
26. Qingxi
Tang Wangwei
I have sailed the River of Yellow Flowers, borne by the channel of a green stream.
rounding ten thousand turns through the mountains, on a journey of less than thirty miles.
rapids hum over heaped rocks, but where light grows dim in the thick pines.
the surface of an inlet sways with nut-horns, and weeds are lush along the banks.
down in my heart I have always been as pure, as this limpid water is.
oh, to remain on a broad flat rock, and to cast a fishing-line forever!.
27.
Song Tao Yuanming
There are few people in the wild, and there are few people in the poor lanes.
hide the beauty in the daytime, and think about it in the empty room.
in the music of the time-revival market, pulling weeds * * * comes and goes.
there are no miscellaneous words when we meet, but the words are long in Sang Ma.
the days in Sang Ma are long, and the days in our country are wide.
I'm always afraid of frost, and it's the same as the grass.
28. my retreat at mount zhongnan
Don Wang Wei
my heart in middle age found the Way, and I came to dwell at the foot of this mountain.
when the spirit moves, I wander alone, amid beauty that is all for me.
I will walk till the water checks my path, then sit and watch the rising clouds.
and some day meet an old wood-cutter, and talk and laugh and never return.
29.
Fan Chengda of Song Dynasty
When he was out in the daytime, he worked hard at night, and the children in the village were in charge.
children and grandchildren are not ready for farming and weaving, but also learn to grow melons by mulberry shade.
3, "New Cool"
Song Xuji
The water is full of rice and leaves, and the sun shines through the trees and the smoke is low.
Oriole loves new cool and good, and flies over the green hills and sings.