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.
Lutong village is drunk.
Last night, people in the village drank.
Three, four, five.
Rubbing raspberry moss,
Don't be angry with you.
Bai Juyi village is located on a snowy night.
Sitting in the south window with a light behind it,
It was dark and windy.
Lonely night in the deep village,
Wild geese are sniffing in the snow.
Two Poems of Bai Juyi's Village Residence
As soon as the door is closed, there is still snow.
The kitchen is cold and there is no smoke.
The poor family is heavy and thin,
I slept for a long time.
Xiang Si Jiangcun Night Park
It was dark at sunset,
People in the village seldom spoke before.
Deep in a few trees,
Catch a fire and return overnight.
Chusizong village month
At noon on the moon, Fenlan South Road,
A thousand villages and a half secluded forest.
Tian Weng came home alone,
Buckwheat blooms deeply.
Two Poems of West Xinghua in Sikongtu Village
Thin and greasy,
Look at the farewell time.
Dongfeng crazy,
Chinese calligraphy is difficult to treat.
Two Poems of West Xinghua in Sikongtu Village
Muscle subdivides the red vein,
The fragrance broke the purple bud.
Stay and play for no reason,
Fight and endure, fold and throw.
Jiangcun village
Set sail at sunset,
Jiangcun is affectionate.
Fighting the sand alone last month,
The ship was crowded with sleeping people.
Chengyanxiong village hang
Warm the village at dusk,
The shepherd boy came out of the deep dock.
Riding an ox regardless of people,
Play the flute to find the mountain.
Jiao Ran Roy village
Forests are inseparable,
It is difficult to distinguish water steps.
A mountain and a green edge,
Vaguely see the village in the distance.
Cen Can Caotang Village is looking for trouble.
Several streams and willows are lingering,
In the deep alley, birds fly in the sunset.
The snow in front of the door is barren,
I think Mr. Wang hasn't come back yet.
After the Jiangcun rebellion, Gu Kuang
Jiangcun looks for the old man at dusk.
The river flows eastward.
No one can be seen in the idle window in the bamboo forest.
The old road in front of the door is covered with grass.
Sikong Shujiang Village is a fact.
Don't tie the boat when you come back from fishing,
The moon in Jiangcun falls in a deep sleep.
Even if the wind blows away overnight,
Only near the shallow water of reed flowers.
Wang Jianyu Guoshan Village
One or two chicks crow in the rain,
Zhuxicun Road Banqiao Inclined.
Mother-in-law called silkworm bath,
Look at the gardenias in the atrium.
Thoughts on Bai Juyi's Gui Yu Cun Lou
To enter the middle door, my eyes are full of tears.
The garden flower came back to life without its owner.
The porch curtain remains the same,
I only owe one person in front of the hall.