Sha Ou elk as a companion, dust out space is far from worrying.
Li Bai's "leisure"-"Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone." (Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain)
The birds flew away, and the last white cloud floated away leisurely, showing an extremely empty and lonely world. Although it is a real scene in front of us, Birds and Clouds reveals the poet's strong sense of loneliness. At this time, Li Bai had a deep understanding of social disadvantages, and his arrogant personality made him unable to integrate into reality, so he had to seek comfort from nature and find a bosom friend.
Wang Weizhi's "leisure"-"people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty." (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
Cinnamon has lush leaves and tiny petals. Flowers, especially at night, are not easy to detect. So the word "people are free" at the beginning can't be read easily. "People are idle" means that there is no artificial disturbance around, which shows the poet's inner peace. On this premise, the delicate osmanthus fell from the branches before being noticed. The word "leisure" describes the tranquility of spring night and the emptiness shown by tranquility.
Wang Jianzhi's "leisure"-"My wife and aunt called for a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium." (Rain over the mountain village)
There are few farmers, gardenias are idle in the yard, and women who always love flowers don't care. It turns out that they are all busy bathing silkworms. A word "leisure" describes the scenery of the mountain village during the busy farming season.
Li Shen's "leisure"-"There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers starve to death." ("Compassion for Farmers")
The four seas are idle, and the wasteland becomes fertile land. The first two sentences of the poem, "A millet is planted in spring and 10,000 seeds are harvested in autumn", constitute a vivid scene of fruitful results and "gold" everywhere. Hard-working farmers have harvested a bumper harvest with their hands, but what about themselves? Still empty-handed, starving. Poetry forces people to think with a heavy heart: Who created this human tragedy?
Zhao Shixiu's "leisure"-"If you have an appointment, don't come in the middle of the night, knock chess pieces and drop snuff." ("guest")
"Knocking on chess pieces and landing on snuff" only describes a small dynamic of the poet, but in this dynamic, the poem describes the poet's anxiety and expectation in detail. Because of loneliness, I can't play chess, so I say "knocking chess pieces". Chess pieces don't knock, but knocking chess pieces reflects the anguish in loneliness. The word "leisure" means boredom, which implies the poet's disappointment and anxiety.
Weng Juan's Leisure-"I went up the mountain to see wild water, and suddenly I saw the green hills under the water." (Wang Ye)
The poet climbed up the mountain to see the water, but he saw the shadow of the green hills in the water. This is a very common experience, but it captures the beautiful scenery of green mountains and green waters in the south in autumn. The word "leisure" makes people want to see the poet's carefree clouds and wild cranes, which are in contrast with the ethereal scenery; "Wild Water" and "Castle Peak" add a little girl's wild interest to the picture, which is consistent with the poet's leisure. "Seeing the green mountains underwater" includes the green mountains with clear water, and the word "suddenly" makes this meaning particularly clear and prominent, leaving a deep impression on readers.
Yang Wanli's "leisure"-"I sleep for a long time and think mercilessly, watching children catch willow flowers." (Sleeping in Early Summer)
"Ruthless Thinking" vividly depicts the sloppy scene when "sleeping". Watching children catch willow flowers is natural and humorous, with a light pen, which depicts the lively nature of children, and the author's idle and boring mood also ripples on the paper.
Lu You's "leisure"-"From now on, if you land on the moon leisurely, you will knock on the door all night with a cane." (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
I hope I can ride on the moon with crutches from time to time, tap Chai Fei and have a cordial conversation with the old farmer. What an honor! The image of a poet who loves his hometown and is close to farmers is vividly on the paper. "Short paper is inclined to be grass, and the window is clear and the milk is divided into tea." (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an) At that time, the country was in an eventful autumn, and the poet was eager to kill the enemy and make contributions, but Song Xiaozong regarded him as a leisurely poet, and he was disappointed. I have nothing to do, but I write cursive script, have tea and chat in vain. This kind of "leisure" reveals the boredom of the filthy officialdom career and the hope of returning home as soon as possible.
Poems describing one's leisure II. Tour Shanxi village [Song Dynasty] and land.
Don't laugh at farm wine,
Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.
The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature
There is also a village.
Wild old songs were recorded.
The old farmer lives in the mountains and cultivates three or four acres of mountain fields.
Miao and Shu taxes can't be eaten, and the official warehouse is turned into soil.
At the end of the year, hoe the plow and close the empty room, shouting to climb the mountain and collect acorns.
The Xijiang River is full of pearls and pearls, and the dogs in the boat grow meat.
Wang Wei in Spring
Spring pigeons are singing in the room, and apricot trees are narrating.
Hold the axe to cut down the poplar, and the lotus hoe the spring pulse.
Yan knows his lair, so he looks at the new calendar.
If you are in a hurry, you will not be royal, and if you are far away, you will travel far.
Shanxi Village Tourism [Song Dynasty]
Don't laugh at farm wine,
Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.
The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature
There is also a village.
Back to my home in 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.
Meng Haoran's Passing the Old Village
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.
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?
My retreat in Zhongnanshan
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.
When the soul moves, I walk alone, in the beauty that belongs to me only.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
clear stream
I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.
Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.
The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.
Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
A farmhouse by the Weihe River.
In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.
The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Shinharuno (working at night)
The new sunny Yuan Ye is vast. Extremely clean.
The national gate is near the ferry. The village tree is connected with the stream mouth.
After Bifeng came out of the mountain, Baishui surrounded Tian Ming.
There are no idle people on the farm. Pour out family affection.
Huanghuachuan
The dangerous road turns into tens of thousands, and it will stop in three miles.
See disciple Lin Shanyin in the circle.
Dripping rain, flowing stones.
The silence in the deep stream, the roar on the mountain.
Look at Nanshan poplar, white dew lingering.
Green is high and clean, and green trees are cloudy and floating.
I used to hate being kept secret, but I was broad-minded and worried.
Cui Puyang, brother, focus on Qianshan, prosperous times.
Good autumn, KuangJun idle pool.
I know the mountain in front of the door under the leisurely Xilin.
Across thousands of miles of the sky, several peaks emerged from the clouds.
The craggy state of Qin combined with Jing Guan in Tibet.
The rain is setting in the sun, and the birds are hazy at dusk.
My old friend is still alive today, sighing at this gloomy face.
A poem describing a person's leisure. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs. -Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"
Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"
At first glance, it is two or three miles away, and mist hangs over four or five families. -Shao Yong's "Singing in the Mountain Village"
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. —— Wang Wei's "Long Rain/Autumn Return to Wangchuan Village and I Stay at Wangchuan"
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. -Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin. -Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II
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. -Fan Chengda's "Summer Village Miscellaneous Seven"
The mountains and plains are all green, and the sound of Zigui is raining like smoke. -April in rural Weng Juan.
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden"
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil. -Li Shen's "Two Antiques/Two Farmers"
The sun is shining, but he is too thirsty. He wants to find some water to drink. -Su Shi's "Huanxisha, rustling clothes and towels falling jujube flowers"
In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, and sericulture was planted in the fields. -April in rural Weng Juan.
That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine. -Li Bai's "Down to the South Mountain" gave Hu Si a cordial pillow and bowl.
A bed of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant. -Cao Xueqin's Goose Water
I asked what I meant by living in the blue mountains, but I laughed without answering my heart. -Li Bai's "Question and Answer in the Mountain"/Answering the layman's question in the mountain.
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. -Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Village Residence"
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden"
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly -Fan Chengda's Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II
When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka was born. -Yan's "Farmhouse"
The children at home have not been driven away, and the oriole singing the song of idleness is still sleeping. -Wang Wei's "Seven Pastoral Music Six"
The setting sun is ruthless and affectionate, urging all the trees to sing at dusk. -Yang Wanli's Walking in Early Autumn
At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. -Wang Wei's Letter to Pei Di from My Cabin in Wangchuan
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years. -Wang Wei's "My Retreat in Zhongnanshan/Entering the Mountain for the First Time/Entering the Mountain to Send Old Friends in the City"
The eaves are long and clean without moss, and flowers and trees are planted by hand. -Wang Anshi's "Mr. Shu Lake Yin Wall"
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. -Tao Yuanming's fifth day of drinking.
There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. -Li Shen's "Two Antiques/Two Farmers"
A light rain brought new flowers, and a thunder began to wake up. -Wei's "Guantianjia"
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane. -a tour of Shanxi village by land.
Sunset set at the ferry, and midnight snack smoke floated out of the house. -Wang Wei's Letter to Pei Di from My Cabin in Wangchuan
Look at the clouds and shame the birds, but swim in the water. -Tao Yuanming's "Starting the Town Army to Join the Army"
The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden. -Dai Min's "Traveling to Bird in Early Summer"
Plums are green, plums are yellow, vegetables are fat, wheat is ripe, and sericulture is busy. -Zhu Yunming's The First Summer Mountain
The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village. -Tao Yuanming's "Return to the Garden, Part I"
Pavilion 67, 89 bloom. -Shao Yong's "Singing in the Mountain Village"
Back in Xi, will the countryside destroy Hu Bugui? -Tao Yuanming's "Preface to Xi Ci"
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting"
Laughter thundered and flail rang all night. -Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Its Forty-four"
Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. -Wang Wei's "Farmers by the Wei River"
Wild spring water is better than Kagami Akira, and the figure is not surprised to cross gulls. -Wang Zao's "Spring Day, Spring Without Ten Days of Sunny"
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. -Tao Yuanming's "Returning to the Garden"