Poetic nature of rural pastoral life

1 Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Yuan Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road goes west,

The sun went down,

And lovesick travelers are still at the end of the world.

Lonely phoenix tree, deep courtyard lock clear autumn,

There is a family in Bai Yunsheng, where the stone path is steep on the cold mountain.

4 Passing by an old friend Zhuang Meng Haoran

Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm. We look at the green trees around your village and the light blue in remote mountainous areas.

We open your window in the garden and field, and talk about mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands. Wait until the holiday in the mountains, and I will come back in the chrysanthemum season.

5 Yi people Zheng:

Tang Fang is as clear as a mirror, and the fishing raft will not get lost in the wind.

A few reed flowers float clean, and the sunset lake in Ban 'an Mountain is low.

There are thousands of frost spots on herons flying over the Rocky Mountains, and fish weave waves and silk streams.

It has its own fishing platform, which can send autumn colors across the west of the city.

6 Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn"

The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke and the old trees in the west of Western jackdaw, a little bit in the shadow of a dancing rainbow.

Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

Gui Tian Yuan ju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

There are few people in the wild and few wheels in the backcountry.

In the music of the city fair, weeds are pulled out, and there are no miscellaneous words when we meet. Sang Ma has a long way to go.

The days in Sang Ma are long, but those in our country are wide. I'm always afraid that the frost will come and disperse with the grass.

Gui yuan Tian ju

Tao Yuanming in Wei and Jin Dynasties

Without vulgar rhyme, I naturally love Qiushan. Thirty years passed carelessly.

Birds love the ancient forest, and the fish in the pond miss the ancient garden.

There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine thatched houses. The elm tree is behind Liu Yin and in front of Luotang in Li Tao.

This is a warm village, and there is smoke in the yiyi market. Dogs bark in deep alleys, chickens crow and mulberry trees jump.

The house is free of dust and sundries, and the empty room is free. After staying in the cage for a long time, they returned to nature.

Pastoral expression

Tang Libai

Jia Yi lived in Wanli, Ban Chao for three years.

What is a white calf? Drinking water is good for clean water.

Pastoral work

Tang Meng Hao ran

The house keeps out the dust, and only raises its elements first. It is close to three paths and has planted thousands of trees.

I have been squeezed out by Yu Yue, but I haven't met him in my thirties.

I was pregnant in the morning, but I often sat in ignorance during the day.

Looking at the golden horse gate, you can sing and cry, and choose the firewood road.

Who can recommend Ganquan Fu for Yang Xiong?

Rural work in spring

Don

Pigeons sing on the house in spring, and apricot flowers are white on the edge of the village.

Back to Yan's lair, the old people look at the new calendar. When they are in a hurry, they will feel dissatisfied and travel far.

Shang Qi's pastoral style is the best.

Don

Ju Pingqi is on the water, and there are no mountains in the east. The sun is hidden outside the mulberry trees, the river is bright and the well is clear.

The shepherd boy looked at the village and the hounds came back with the people. If you are quiet, it's nothing. Fei Jing has a day off.

Autumn rain is pastoral.

Tang gengkun

The desert was overcast with clouds and it rained cats and dogs. The ancient road is soaked in rain and full of waste.

When five crops are harvested, several families in remote villages cook. Turbulent flow all over the nursery, rotten leaves write autumn branches.

New firewood wets dusk, and old fishing moves in the morning. Last year, chrysanthemums were in full bloom in Dongli.

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.

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.

Four seasons pastoral miscellaneous interest

Fan Song Chengda

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

There was a light thunder in the laughter, and the flail rang all night.

A farmhouse by the Weihe River.

Wang Wei

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.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sing "Decline" in disappointment.