Ancient poetry in pastoral style

Passing through the village of the old man

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.

Back in the garden, one of them

Song Tao Yuanming

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

Land reclamation in the south and return to the countryside.

The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.

The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.

Pastoral words and feelings

Tang Libai

Jia Yi was demoted for three years in Wanli, Ban Chao.

How to lead a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water.

April in the countryside

Song 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.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying.

Tour of Shanxi village

Song luyou

Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.

There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.

Autumn rain is a thing in the country.

Tang gengkun

The desert is covered with dark clouds and the drizzle is falling.

For the ancient road submerged by forest, it is all wasteland.

When these five crops are harvested, several families in the isolated village cook.

Turbulence flows through the nursery and rotten leaves hang all over the autumn branches.

New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning.

Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli.

Nei Nei

Don

The branches of the topmost hibiscus flowers are full of scarlet calyx in the mountains.

There is no one in the stream, and it has begun to fall.

Shang Qi's pastoral is the best.

Don

The screen is on the water, and there are no mountains in the east.

The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, and the river between the wells is clear.

The shepherd boy looked at the village, and the hound came back with people.

What's with silence? Fei Jing has a day off.

"Brother Cui Puyang is heavy in season and prosperous in mountains." Going to Shanxi is also right for Weimen. "

Don

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.

Birdsong stream

Don

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Pastoral work

Tang Meng Hao ran

Looking at Jinmamen, I will take the road of firewood.

Country songs have no confidants, and eventually no friends or relatives.

Who can recommend Gan Quanfu for Yang Xiong?

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest.

The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.

Rural work in spring

Don

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.

A farmhouse by the Weihe River.

Don

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.

There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled 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! .

"New Sunny Wild" as "Night Watch"

Don

After the rain, the new clear sky is particularly open, and the vision is open without any fog and dust.

The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.

The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge.

It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear.

Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

clear stream

Don

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! .

Go back to the garden and be the second one.

Song Tao Yuanming

There are few chariots and horses in the secluded places when the countryside makes friends with the secular world.

This day is still Chai Men closed, and the pure mind blocks the vulgar thoughts.

When complicated market music, pull weeds.

When we meet, we don't talk about worldly affairs, only that the garden is long in Sang Ma.

My field is growing higher and higher, and my cultivated land is expanding day by day.

Often worried about sudden frost, crops wither like shrubs.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

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.

Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.