Poems praising rural autumn scenery

1. Autumn harvest poems in rural areas

Autumn harvest poems in rural areas 1. What are the poems describing the bumper harvest in rural areas?

1. Affection (Part VI) Tang Libai

There are many bones and grasses. The grass is deep and thin.

Farmers are no different. Lonely ears are safe.

I am always afraid that I will be too long. Suddenly I will fly with Qiu Peng.

Birds are recommended to the ancestral temple. This is glorious for you.

2. "Xijiang Moonlight Walking Huangsha Road" Tang Libai

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.

3. Su Xinshi Xugong Store Songyang Wan Li

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.

4. Song Xin Qiji's "Qingpingle Villagers' Residence"

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.

5. "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.

2. What poems describe autumn harvest?

Poems describing autumn harvest include:

1, plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. Compassion for Farmers by Don Li Shen

Interpretation: As long as you sow a seed in spring, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.

2, Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest, listening to the sound of frogs. Xin Qiji, a Song Dynasty poet, "Night on the Xijiang River in Huangsha Road"

Interpretation: In the fragrance of rice flowers, people talk about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if to say the harvest year.

Until September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill all the flowers after they open.

Interpretation: When the Double Ninth Festival comes in autumn and September, after the chrysanthemums bloom, other flowers will fade.

4, the night comes from the south wind, and the wheat is yellow. Bai Juyi's wheat cutting in Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: A warm south wind blew at night, and the wheat in the field was covered with ridges and cooked yellow.

5, the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.

Interpretation: The moon in autumn is bright and the lake is clear and calm, just like an iron-ground bronze mirror.

Explanation:

3. Autumn Harvest Poetry

1, Daohuaxiang says harvest, listen to frogs. -Xin Qiji's Broken Array in Southern Song Dynasty

Interpretation: In the fragrance of rice flowers, people talk about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if to say the harvest year.

2. I like watching thousands of waves in rice fields and heroes dying everywhere. -Mao Zedong's Seven Laws of Shaoshan

Interpretation: I like to see a lot of crops rolling like waves, and all the peasant heroes come back from work in the twilight.

3. Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, plants and trees fall yellow, and geese return to the south. -Liu Han Che's autumn wind poem

Commentary: Autumn wind is blowing in Bai Yunfei. The grass and trees are yellow, and the geese return to the south. Beautiful orchids and fragrant chrysanthemums.

4, the autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, and the vegetation shakes the frost. -Three Kingdoms Wei Cao Pi Ge Yanxing

Interpretation: The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the vegetation withers, and the dew becomes frost. Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who travels far away, and I am extremely sad inside.

Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. -Tang Li Bai's Farewell to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou.

Interpretation: Wan Chuihong Yan returns to the south. Faced with this scene, they can climb the tall building and have a good drink.

6. In the autumn of August, the wind roared, and my Sanhe grass was rolled up. -Tang Du Fu's "The Hut Was Blown by Autumn Wind"

Commentary: In the late autumn of August, the wind roared, and the wind swept away several layers of thatch on my roof.

7, autumn wind, Dongting wave leaves. -Chu Ci of the Warring States Period Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Lady Xiang"

Interpretation: The cool autumn wind keeps blowing, the waves in Dongting Lake rise, and the leaves fall on the shore. Integrate feelings into the scene and dye feelings with the scene; Qiu Shui's swan song is known as the "ancestor of autumn".

8, sad autumn is also angry! Bleak, vegetation is declining, travel far, climb the mountain near the water and return. -Nine Arguments by Chu Song Yu in the Warring States Period

Interpretation: Sadness, the breath brought by autumn, bleak, grass, wood, shaking, falling, declining, mourning loneliness, as if in a long journey, climbing up and down, a year will pass.

9, Lu Ting leaves more, knowing that it is autumn. -Tao Jin Yuanming rewards Liu Chai Sang.

Interpretation: In the blink of an eye before I realized that autumn had come, there were many fallen leaves in the yard.

10, new autumn night, graceful and full moon. -Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in the Middle of June in the Year of Wushen"

Interpretation: Early autumn dusk, the scenery is far wide, and the high moon is round.

4. Poetry describing autumn harvest

The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

-Southern Song Dynasty Xin Qiji's "Broken Fighter" The autumn wind started in Bai Yunfei, the plants and trees turned yellow, and the geese returned to the south. —— Liu Han Che "Autumn Wind Poetry" The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, and the vegetation is frosty.

-The Three Kingdoms Wei Caopi's Ge Yanxing is accompanied by autumn geese and Changfeng. When I face them from this villa, I drink my wine. -Tang Li Bai's "Farewell Secretary of Xuanzhouzhuang" In the autumn of August, the wind roared and swept my hair.

-Tang Du Fu's "The Cottage Was Blown by the Autumn Wind" curled up in the autumn wind, and the waves in Dongting were under the leaves. -Chu Ci of the Warring States Period Qu Yuan's "Nine Songs, Mrs. Xiang" is sad for autumn! Bleak, vegetation is declining, travel far, climb the mountain near the water and return.

-Chu Song Yu's Nine Debates during the Warring States Period Lu Ting had many fallen leaves, and he knew it was autumn. -Tao Jin Yuanming's "Appreciating Liu Chai Sang" On the new autumn night, the graceful moon will be round.

-Tao Jin Yuanming's "Fire in June in Wushen", the lotus is exposed, and the willow is sparse in the middle of the month: lotus. -In the Southern Dynasties, Xiao Qi Yan's "Qiu Si" looked at a cold city, which was flat and light.

-Southern Dynasties article "Looking at Xuancheng County" pavilion is high in Mu Ye and long Shouqiu. -Liu Liang in the Southern Dynasties muddy "Yi Dao Shi" Jincheng fog grass is low, Yumen wind wood.

-Nan Yun's "Don't Poem" lasted in September. -Don Wang Bo's Preface to the Autumn Palace Trees are all in autumn, and mountains only shine.

-Tang Wang's Yewang hangs a different scene in the forest, and the autumn color is like Luoyangchun. —— In the early autumn of Tang and Song Anchu, the white stone appeared in the west of Beijing, and the red leaves were sparse in the cold days.

-Wei's "Two Poems in the Mountains", with autumn sounds of thousands of bamboos and cool colors of Wuling pine. -Tang Lijun, "Looking at Qinchuan".

5. Poems describing the countryside in autumn

Meng Haoran: Passing the Old People's 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. Banquet nursery, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma. 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.

[Song] Lu You

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.

Village Rain-Wang Jian

One or two chickens crow in the rain, and Zhuxicun Road leans against Banqiao. Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and watched gardenias in the atrium.

I wrote a letter to Pei Di-Wang Wei in Wangchuan's cabin.

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a 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. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

Xin Qiji, a Happy Village in Qingping

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 bean creek in the east, and the second son is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children scoundrels best, lying at the head of the stream peeling lotus flowers.

Li Bai, a kind pillow and a kind bowl from Zhongnanshan to Hu Si

In the evening, walking down from Zhongnanshan Mountain, there seems to be pedestrians on the mountain. Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless. When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men. Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by. I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat. Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse. When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.

"Four Seasons of Pastoral Fun"-Fan Chengda

Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear. Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

April in the countryside-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.

"New Cool"-Ji Xu

The fields are full of water, the rice leaves are neat, the sun shines through the treetops, and the smoke is low. Orioles also love new cool and good, flying over the green hills and singing in the shadows.

Su Shi, the five wonders of mountain village

Bamboo-walled huts ride on an inclined stream, and mountain villages are everywhere in bloom in spring. Peace is not like it, but like it. Solitary smoke begins with others. It's foggy and rainy, and the sound of chickens and dogs makes you fidget. However, Huang Dui was not respected, and Bu Lao also advised him to plow. The old man is seventy years old and ashamed of the fragrance of bamboo shoots and ferns in the spring mountains. Did you smell the rhyme and forget the taste? In recent March, there was no salt. The stick wrapped in rice hurried away, and the green money changed hands. Winning children's pronunciation is good, and it is better to be in the city for a year and a half. I'm ashamed of stealing money and forgetting it, but you're sad at the end of the year. You don't have to wait for the kite to fall, you can swim less in life.

Lover-Sun Guangxian

Maoshe Jinlixi Qu. Chickens and dogs go from south to north. The leaves are long, the water is boiling, and the spring waves outside the door are green. Listen to knitting and speak quickly. Shuttle back and forth in the house.

Partridge Sky-Su Shi

The forest breaks the mangosteen and hides the wall, and the cicada rot the grass in the small pond. When you turn it over, you can always see the blank bird, which smells good according to the powder. Outside the hut, beside the ancient city, sticks and quinoa turned to the sunset. Diligence It rained all night last night, which made it cool for a day.

Rural scenery-Chen

Blow the horn at dusk to smell ghosts, and watch the goose on the shoulder at dawn. Silkworms go upstairs, mulberry leaves are few, and there are many rice seedlings at the water-singing car.

"The boat with a white bamboo canopy is occasionally borrowed by Chang Bao to play in a nearby village"-Lu You

It's drizzling and wet in Mao Yan, and the road by the river is cold and snowy. I don't love Xianggong Jin, but I envy his long white-covered boat.

Two confessions of Tucun's admission to North Temple-Wang Anshi

Wood field, the city is divided into yin and wild. Skiing across the canal, strolling in Jasper, and lying in bed in Huang Yun. Thin hibiscus smoke is stained with fat, and deep-water musk deer burns. At sunset, people disappear and chickens flock.

Hut-land tour

Peeling and pecking at the hut, ya forked and hit the master. The new wall breaks the tortoise omen, and the tile breaks the fish scale. Red grain is used to cook millet, and green smoke is used to pay the bill. Sleeping in bed will make the dog very cold.

Hut-Xu Hun

Yanyan got off the autumn pond, and the family became busy from then on. Move the vegetables to distant water, collect the fruits and freeze them. The pheasant is slippery, and the mountain teacher bakes fragrant tea. When guests come and have wine, they live in Maotang.

Xiao Si in the mountain village-Yu Juan.

Open the door to save grain and millet, and the neighboring Weng Shuitou will live. There are waves in the south at present, and it rained in Xichuan last night. The shepherd boy has a short beard and a waist flute full of smoke. Mo Wen waterside people ride cattle along the mountain.